"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Fierce sounds echoed one after another.
Zhou Yan was continuously sent flying backward, his body embedded in the mountain wall, leaving behind streaks of blood.
Feeling the pain coursing through his body, Zhou Yan's face contorted in a grimace. "Damn ant, you're seeking death!"
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Yan suddenly turned and lunged at Liu Feng.
His palms swept out, and terrifying power coalesced in the void, a destructive force whistling towards Liu Feng!
Liu Feng's pupils contracted sharply. He quickly swung his iron rod to block.
"Dong!"
Liu Feng's body was sent flying back again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
His body felt as though it was about to shatter.
A look of profound shock flooded Liu Feng's eyes.
"Damn it, what in the world is going on..."
Zhou Yan also stared at the scene in bewilderment. He couldn't understand why his strength was being so severely suppressed by that iron rod!
"No more! I'll kill this guy first!"
A ferocious glint flashed in Liu Feng's eyes.
"Die!"
Liu Feng roared and swung his iron rod downwards with all his might. A colossal iron rod phantom slammed towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan sneered dismissively. "What can a mere broken iron rod do to me!"
"Bang!"
He unleashed his fists and palms simultaneously, shattering the iron rod. However, the next second, he felt as though his internal True Essence had encountered its nemesis, instantly dissipating and rendering him unable to use it.
This bizarre phenomenon startled Zhou Yan greatly.
What was happening? Why was his True Essence dissipating for no reason?
Liu Feng was also utterly amazed.
Zhou Yan's True Essence, at that instant, seemed to be subjected to some strange pull, scattering away.
Liu Feng was extremely perplexed. What was happening? Why was Zhou Yan's strength inexplicably attracted by his iron rod?
"You, what kind of sorcery are you using?"
Zhou Yan glared at Liu Feng, asking angrily.
Liu Feng shook his head. "I'm not using any sorcery. It's because you are too weak."
"Hateful, you scoundrel!"
Zhou Yan roared, and an even more immense surge of energy erupted.
He intended to completely obliterate Liu Feng!
Zhou Yan's figure transformed into a streak of light, moving at extreme speed straight towards Liu Feng, the surrounding air bursting with waves of energy.
Zhou Yan's form instantly appeared before Liu Feng, but his expression suddenly changed drastically.
"Bang!"
Liu Feng's body shot out like a straight arrow, crashing heavily onto the ground, a stream of blood spraying from his mouth.
Liu Feng's body trembled uncontrollably, blood trickling from the corner of his lips.
Earlier, in that strike, although Zhou Yan hadn't used his full strength, he had still sent Liu Feng flying.
"What is this guy's body made of? Why is it so tough?"
Zhou Yan mused inwardly.
He hadn't used his full power just now, but even so, it was enough to prove that Liu Feng possessed remarkable agility.
Furthermore, Liu Feng's strength seemed not to be underestimated!
Zhou Yan couldn't help but marvel.
His face was ashen, and he stared at Liu Feng, gritting his teeth. "Boy, I'll spare your life for now today!"
With that, Zhou Yan turned and swiftly departed.
Watching Zhou Yan's retreating back, Liu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected his own strength to be this formidable.
"Could it be that this iron rod's power also has a boosting effect?"
Liu Feng murmured to himself, gently stroking the iron rod. Threads of soul power flowed out, entering the rod.
"Buzz!"
The iron rod vibrated softly, and streams of pure soul power emanated from it, integrating into Liu Feng's sea of consciousness.
A look of shock appeared in Liu Feng's eyes. He felt as if the iron rod possessed a life of its own, conversing with him, seemingly attempting to devour his sea of consciousness!
This sensation filled Liu Feng with immense apprehension!
"Damn it, I absolutely will not let this weapon devour my sea of consciousness!"
"Swish!"
Liu Feng leaped up, his figure darting out instantly.
"Kid, don't run!"
Zhou Yan shouted and quickly gave chase, his form leaving a long afterimage in the air.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The two of them pursued each other through the forest, the rocks they encountered along the way exploding, sending fragments flying.
Both Zhou Yan and Liu Feng were formidable. After a fierce exchange, they were surprisingly evenly matched, neither able to overcome the other.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yan's True Essence was rapidly depleting. He knew that if this continued, he would ultimately be defeated by Liu Feng.
"Kid, you are too despicable!"
Zhou Yan stopped, panting heavily. He glared at Liu Feng ahead, gritting his teeth and roaring.
"Heh, likewise!"
Liu Feng chuckled indifferently, then a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He whispered, "Zhou Yan, die!"
"Bang!"
Sensing the approaching danger, Zhou Yan retreated hastily, but he was still a half-step too slow.
His left shoulder was shattered by the iron rod, the sound of cracking bones piercing the air.
"Pfft!"
Zhou Yan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, staggering backward.
Seeing this, a mocking expression flickered in Liu Feng's eyes. He snorted, "Now you know how strong I am?"
"You..."
Zhou Yan gnashed his teeth, his resentment boiling within him!
"Zhou Yan, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and attack!"
A voice from a young disciple behind Zhou Yan rang out.
"Let's go!"
Zhou Yan took a deep breath, then turned and fled rapidly into the distance.
He knew that staying here meant certain death. He could only escape, and only by escaping could he seek revenge.
Liu Feng watched Zhou Yan's fleeing figure, curling his lip in disdain. He then sat down cross-legged, recovering from his injuries.
Just now, as Zhou Yan had charged at him, he had circulated all the True Essence within his body, and his injuries were almost fully recovered.
After fleeing for a long time, Zhou Yan finally stopped, looking at the desolate wilderness around him. He gritted his teeth and ultimately decided to return.
"Kid, I'll settle this debt with you another day!"
A chilling coldness flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes.
He turned around and surveyed his surroundings.
"This should be the edge of a mountain range. I'll come back to kill you tonight, or when the night is deep and quiet!"
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Yan turned and ran, unwilling to linger for another moment.
"Hoo!"
Liu Feng slowly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them. A cold smile appeared on his face.
"I'll give you a wonderful dream!"
Zhou Yan's figure gradually receded into the distance...
"Senior Brother Zhou Yan, are you alright?"
"Senior Brother Zhou Yan, don't scare me, I'm timid!"