Chapter 253: Chu Feng

"Heavenly Gate Opens Sword!"

"One Sword Kneels the Immortal!"

When this move appeared, Ye Fan was completely stunned.

Could this Chu Luoli be any more shameless?

Mother-f***er?

The sky-filling Sword Qi shot toward Ye Fan like lasers!

Ye Fan likewise used One Sword Kneels the Immortal once again!

Boom!

After a massive burst of energy, the Sword Qi began to dissipate.

Ye Fan and Chu Feng were both breathing heavily.

"How about we call it a day, Brother Ye? It's the same move; we can't break through," Chu Feng said sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan pondered; Chu Feng's suggestion was not without reason.

In any case, the two had no deep hatred, so stopping at the right moment was enough.

If they kept fighting, they probably wouldn't be able to end the battle without shedding some blood.

Chu Feng took the initiative to walk over and extended his palm, seemingly to shake hands and make peace.

Ye Fan suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought to himself:

"This guy is black-bellied; he's the type who won't release the hawk until he sees the rabbit. If we end it like this, could there be a conspiracy, or is he repeating an old trick?"

A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit!

Ye Fan kept his guard up. The moment they shook hands, Chu Feng suddenly attacked again, his fist striking out like lightning, aiming straight for the lower three paths.

"..." Ye Fan.

Lightning Fist, one of Chu Feng's divine skills; this was a supreme technique from an invincible dynasty of the past.

It was as fast as lightning and divine glow, with brilliant fist imprints, rolling Yang energy, peerless power, and extreme dominance.

When this fist technique is unleashed, the fist light tears through the firmament, shocking the world; the complete version has too much Yang energy.

Clearly, it was such an upright fist technique, yet in Chu Feng's hands, it was filled with sinister Yin energy, full of trickery, and impossible to guard against.

"I'm impressed by you, Diliu. If I don't beat the crap out of you today, my thoughts won't be clear!"

In an instant, Ye Fan used the Dou Secret.

The Dou Secret can evolve many wonderful methods and divine offensive arts.

"Great Strength Bull Demon Fist!"

Ye Fan shockingly used Chu Feng's own fist technique. Under the enhancement of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, the power of the Great Strength Bull Demon Fist was brought to its extreme, filled with majestic fist intent and the aura of ancient, vicissitudinous Taoism.

Even Ye Fan's fist edge transformed into a pair of primordial demonic bull horns at this moment, indestructible and incomparably sharp, capable of smashing through any material!

Boom!

The Great Strength Bull Demon Fist and the Lightning Fist collided!

Ye Fan and Chu Feng each retreated, both vomiting blood, their faces pale.

"Brother Ye, you really strike hard; you were on guard against your little brother again," Chu Feng said slowly, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted.

Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling just as uncomfortable, and said with a murderous aura:

"Again!"

As the words fell, he circulated his Bitter Sea, mobilizing the power of his entire body's blood and Qi, and a golden light enveloped Ye Fan.

The Bitter Sea was resplendent, his divine power infinite, evolving the Bitter Sea phenomenon. A grand figure appeared in the Void, looking down upon all living beings!

It was a Buddha, standing above the Nine Heavens, with holy light upon his body.

This was shockingly one of the Sacred Body phenomena: Immortal King Descends to the Nine Heavens.

This type of phenomenon can manifest oneself, significantly increasing combat power, and even suppress other phenomena.

However, logically, Immortal King Descends to the Nine Heavens should manifest one's own image, but Ye Fan had manifested the Xuanzang Dharma Image!

Rather than calling it Immortal King Descends to the Nine Heavens, it would be better to call it Xuanzang Descends to the Nine Heavens!

"Is this the Buddha?"

Chu Feng felt shocked, staring unblinkingly, secretly circulating the Stealing Breath Method, wanting to spy on the other party's origin of mysteries.

But the ever-effective Stealing Breath Method seemed to have crashed at this moment, unable to spy even a fraction.

Ye Fan stood tall in the firmament, his Sacred Body's blood and Qi as vast as the sea, the great power of Xuanzang Descends to the Nine Heavens attached to his body, setting him off like an Invincible War God.

"..." Xuanzang.

This Ye Fan really doesn't walk the beaten path; could it be that he really wants to carve me into his genes?

Planting me in his Bitter Sea was one thing, but now he's doing Xuanzang Descends to the Nine Heavens?

"The vision, the vision," Wang Wu sighed.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of Brother Ye," Anlan said.

"How deep and passionate this love is, truly unforgettable," Tony laughed ambiguously.

"Big Brother Xuanzang, I want to build a suit of armor based on you."

"Get lost, get lost, get lost." Xuanzang.

"Hahaha," Morgana laughed until she blossomed.

At this moment, Chu Feng fell into a crisis; the Sacred Body's amplification was too terrifying. Being invincible in the same realm wasn't just talk. If he didn't bring out some real skills, he would be finished today.

"Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique!"

In an instant, Chu Feng changed his breathing technique, and his temperament changed abruptly.

This is the ultimate breathing technique of the Buddha race, extremely domineering, emphasizing inner holiness and outer demonic nature.

"Form and Will Breathing Technique!"

Chu Feng used his mind for two tasks at once, operating two types of breathing techniques simultaneously, and his aura surged violently!

He swung his arms to unleash the Great Thunder Sound Fist, which possessed a momentum like a rainbow, and the Form and Will Twelve Styles, which were filled with infinite Dao rhyme.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan roared, determined to teach this Diliu, Chu Feng, a harsh lesson today.

"I am the Heavenly Emperor Chu, sweeping away all enemies!"

At this moment, Chu Feng also became high-spirited and shouted loudly.

Boom!

After an ultimate clash!

Xuanzang Descends to the Nine Heavens, with divine power flowing endlessly!

Ye Fan and Chu Feng bombarded each other with their ultimate Isshiki, both falling from the firmament.

After a few breaths of time, Ye Fan slowly crawled up from the ground, still coughing up blood incessantly.

Although Chu Feng's eyes were open, he was listless and had no strength left at all; that last move had drained all his power.

Clearly, he had lost by one move.

Ye Fan was not much better off; relying on the toughness of his Saint Body, he was only barely holding on, and if he moved again, he would immediately collapse.

"Ye Fan wins."

The voice of the Chat Group sounded.

Hearing this, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Although this Diliu was black-bellied, and although he had won, in reality, reaching this point didn't count as a win, because he had also lost his ability to fight.

Ye Fan walked step by step to Chu Feng.

"Brother Ye," Chu Feng said with a smile.

He did not follow the path of the invincible, so there was no such thing as being unable to afford a loss, and his Dao heart would not crack upon losing; at this moment, his mood was still very calm.

Ye Fan pondered for a moment, then reached out his hand to pull Chu Feng up.

With the help of Ye Fan's strength, Chu Feng struggled to climb up.

"Brother Ye, I offended you just now," Chu Feng said, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"No matter, I've already gotten it back now anyway."

Ye Fan gave a "nuclear" kind smile, then immediately performed a shoulder throw to toss Chu Feng to the ground and pinned him from behind.

He poked a finger toward that beautiful and moving chrysanthemum!

"Oh!"

Chu Feng could not suppress his throat and let out a sharp sound.

"Brother Ye, don't!"

"Brother Ye!"

"Yamete!"

"Dame yo!"

"..." the group members.

At this moment, the entire scene was once extremely beautiful, extremely comfortable, and yet extremely eye-stinging.

Chu Feng was flushed red from Ye Fan's torment, his aura withered and listless.

He who spends all day hunting birds has finally had his own eyes pecked.

Because Chu Feng was not a projection and carried his original body's consciousness, even after the battle ended, Chu Feng did not disappear immediately.

After finishing everything, Ye Fan stood up from Chu Feng comfortably, feeling refreshed and clear-minded at this moment.

"Ding, defeated opponent Chu Luoli, obtained special reward, Dao Guidance Breathing Technique!"

"Ding, obtained special reward, Great Strength Bull Demon Fist (Complete Version)!"

"Hmm, not bad," a look of satisfaction appeared on Ye Fan's face.

"Ding, detected matching opponent encounter, triggered consolation reward, congratulations on obtaining the Nine Secrets Dou Secret!"

The voice of the Chat Group appeared in Chu Feng's mind, and then the information regarding the Dou Secret transformed into a stream of data and injected into the depths of his soul.

He couldn't help but reveal a look of joy; although he had been ravaged by Brother Ye this time, it wasn't a loss.

Chu Feng's body gradually became transparent; he was slowly disappearing.

"Brother Ye, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the young because they are poor! I will return to settle the score in the future!"

Leaving behind this sentence, Chu Feng disappeared completely.

"Hehe, the future. I will definitely hang you in front of the powerhouses of the heavens and 'cherish' you fiercely," Ye Fan chuckled.

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