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Chapter 289 Rebellion
While muttering to himself, Lan Dao sent a warning of a clean soul, allowing Ning Chengfeng to wake up in time.

"Mu Caifeng, what do you want to do? I sense murderous intent. Do you want to take my life while I am unconscious?"

"Haha, you have a new skill? You can actually break free from the illusion of my full-strength spell so quickly. Where does the murderous intent come from? Is it your imagination? It's just a joke."

"I clearly felt a life-and-death crisis just now." Ning Chengfeng muttered unconfidently.

"How is it, have you seen Yishihaiti? Tell me about the situation in the illusion, I have always been curious."

Mu Caifeng recovered from his shock and quickly changed the subject. He didn't expect that the "surprise" he had carefully prepared for the deity would be easily broken.

"This is someone else's secret, I can't tell you."

"Okay, now Haitang, are you willing to help me convince her?"

"Wouldn't it be a mess of generations if we did this?"

"In my impression, you are a flexible person. How could you be bound by secular etiquette?" The clone's tone was quite disdainful.

"If you want to mess around, you can find any woman. Haitang is my apprentice, how can you do whatever you want? Do you want me to be your elder?"

"In this shabby place of the Wu Clan, besides me, is there any other man Haitang likes? Do you want her to live out her life in loneliness?"

Ning Chengfeng hesitated and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he felt a familiar palpitation.

"It's the evil woman from the outer galaxy!" He was extremely sure that the channel in the void was connecting.

"Mu Caifeng actually got involved with her and secretly used her power. It was obviously aimed at me."

Ning Chengfeng pretended to think, but he was actually nervously analyzing how the clone was connected to his long hair? Or in other words, why was he favored by women?

"His strengths are soul, witchcraft, and wood-based Taoism, mostly soul! Because the latter two also require the help of soul power."

"Let's not talk about Haitang for now. I have a new understanding of swordsmanship. I will demonstrate it to you now. You must study it carefully."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Ning Chengfeng summoned Lan Yan and used "Freeze", "Transform into Water" and "Transform into Gold" in succession.

The connection between the clone and the long hair was still unfamiliar and was immediately broken by the powerful soul attack. The surging tide of energy slowly receded.

"Hey, your 'Ice Heart Blade' is indeed extraordinary."

"Mu Caifeng, stop pretending. Tell me, why do you want to kill me?"

"Alas, I can't hide anything from you. Even my latest trick was discovered by you in advance. I have no choice but to accept it." The clone sighed.

"Come on, tell me the truth."

"Nothing. I have been planning for many years, just to merge with you and create the strongest 'Ning Chengfeng'."

"I'm afraid it's Mu Caifeng?" Ning Chengfeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing sarcasm.

"It's about the same. Is there any difference?"

"Yes, who is the main consciousness?"

"Haha, if you put it that way, it seems to be really different."

"I didn't expect that raising a tiger would actually backfire on me and be bitten by my clone. It seems that from the moment you were born, you should have been positioned as a brainless subordinate and denied freedom." Ning Chengfeng regretted it deeply.

"I just want to be a complete and truly independent person. Is that too much?"

"You want to kill me as the price? I don't care if you are going too far. I will deal with you, a traitor who is born to rebel, today."

"Then come on, let's have a hearty fight and see who deserves to live."

After saying that, Mu Caifeng released his suppression, and his cultivation instantly rose to the peak of the middle stage of Mahayana, just a stone's throw away from the late stage.

“I have helped you twice before. This time, you are still far from your peak and I am afraid you will not be able to catch up with me in time.

I practiced hard to distance myself from you, but in order to prevent you from passively advancing to the later stage, I had no choice but to stop.

"I will break through after I have resolved the cause and effect with you. As an avatar, even if I use this rule, I can only be half a realm higher than you. How sad!" Mu Caifeng sighed.

"You have good intentions. It turns out that the previous two promotions were all thanks to you. You have created a miracle, with the clone leading the real body." Ning Chengfeng suddenly realized.

"You see, my talent for cultivation is indeed better than yours. It is destiny that I will take your place."

"Do you think you can win just because you have a higher realm? I have killed many self-righteous people like you." Ning Chengfeng showed a sarcastic expression.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Ran Yi, Ling Xi and Yishaiti for you." The clone wanted to provoke him.

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Ning Chengfeng only frowned slightly, but did not get angry. Instead, he retorted: "How should I treat the Saint?"

If there is no agreement, the only way to determine who is the only one is to draw the sword.

The magic array failed, and all Mu Caifeng could rely on at home was the soul of the forest and the wood-attributed spiritual energy.

He originally thought that the illusion and the woman from the outer river system would definitely take his life, but unexpectedly, they were all resolved.

Mu Caifeng summoned the wooden sword made from Haitang's black wood staff, which was once Lin Ming's life weapon. "I found Lin Ming's swordsmanship from the Bokab tribe's books, and paired it with this 'new life'. Let me show you how to improve it."

"Celebrate your new life in advance? Fine, I'll help you do that and reincarnate as a human."

Ning Chengfeng's previous swordsmanship has been mastered by his clone. He wants to try whether these moves are still useful?

Mu Caifeng waved "New Life" and a huge shadow of a sacred tree appeared, covering the two of them.

The phantom of the giant tree turned Ning Chengfeng's body and soul into wood, his movements became slow, his flesh and blood deteriorated, his head became dizzy, and the ink-splashing knife was easily broken.

The illusory tree trunk grew veins and penetrated into Ning Chengfeng's body, trying to assimilate him, but was blocked by the abnormal flesh.

The yellow-brown wood grain became violent after being attacked for a long time, spreading across Ning Chengfeng's body, entwining like a hemp rope.

Ning Chengfeng had no choice but to imitate Qing Yue's method, melting his body into a short spear, and at the same time burning the wood grain and the phantom of the sacred tree with high temperature.

Mu Caifeng tapped the wooden sword lightly, and dense dandelions grew wildly and swayed in the wind.

In a moment, the grass had become as big as the trees, entangled with each other, forming a dragnet.

Ning rides on the wind and turns into a short blade, flying up and down, cutting at will, and flying catkins and grass debris fly all over the sky.

All the Pokapoo trees in the forest shook, outputting black, white and gray soul energy. The flying catkins in the air launched a soul attack, forcing the original body out from the short spear.

The next moment, all the dandelions, whether intact or broken, and the floating catkins, turned into insects and launched a more violent soul attack.

Ning Chengfeng was caught off guard and was hit continuously, causing him to suffer a splitting headache.

"The inspiration for this move comes from the forest where you and Shelia collected the strange fire when you participated in the primary trial." Mu Caifeng sneered.

Ning Chengfeng was a little annoyed. He waved Youshen and cut the front into twenty-seven small spaces. Then, imitating Ou Jia, he materialized a "magic cube" in the air. There were twenty-seven planes on it, corresponding to the small spaces one by one.

The Rubik's Cube rotates rapidly, and if any plane is aligned with Mu Caifeng, the corresponding small space will be dislocated, cut at the edge, and then reconstructed, causing the internal structure to mutate and destroy everything.

The Rubik's Cube rotated in a random manner, and Ning Chengfeng finally freed his hands and used other moves to assist.

The last time Mu Caifeng went to Orange Land, he saw Ning Chengfeng's creative draft, so he was naturally on guard.

He turned into pollen, floating in the wind. He could launch soul attacks at the edge of space while avoiding being cut.

Ning Chengfeng had no choice but to change his tactics and tried to move the opponent's soul or body, but Mu Caifeng was very familiar with the space cage and easily avoided it.

Ning Chengfeng gritted his teeth and cut out two black holes on both sides of his clone, intending to carry out a devastating blow with the ultimate version of "annihilation".

The clone knew how powerful he was, so he used the big tree to move several times and escape from the area, thus making the plan of double hole collision fail.

"No, this bastard knows me too well. I have to use a move he doesn't know. Since he used the power of a woman from the Outer River System, I might as well fight back and end it with one blow. Anyway, it has been useless for many years."

Ning Chengfeng calmed his mind and became clear-headed. He released his hearing consciousness and discovered long hair floating in the void.

When the wind blew, the Pokapo trees swayed in unison, and a "squeaking" sound was heard, which was exactly the same frequency as the ear consciousness, ruthlessly interrupting the connection.

"I have carefully read your memories. You didn't give a clear account of how you escaped from the Netherworld Abyss in the North Sea and how you killed Master Kong Jue and others.

Ever since I knew the master, I have guessed that you relied on your special ear sense to borrow her power several times to turn defeat into victory. Now it seems that it is true." Mu Caifeng smiled teasingly.

"You can guess this? Come again!" Ning Chengfeng was so angry that his teeth were itching. He was too lazy to talk nonsense and slashed out a "Sky-reaching Wormhole".

The dark river was filled with nested and intersecting black holes and white holes. Following the explosion, gray jellyfish appeared, followed by black spears and white swords. Mu Caifeng felt the terrifying might of heaven, and couldn't help but feel scared.

He had never seen such a knife before, but in his home court, he was confident that he could escape.

The seeds in the fruit of the big tree suddenly peeled off and flew in front of Mu Caifeng, wrapping him from head to toe like a close-fitting battle suit. The soul energy and wood-type spiritual energy in the seeds perfectly simulated the breath of the clone.

He himself had escaped and hid in a big tree in the distance, and his "stand-in" was submerged in the two-color flames and turned into ashes.

"I don't know whether you are smart or stupid. If you don't become a soul slave, you can't obtain superb skills and martial arts. Come, I will show you."

"I am very surprised. If you are willing to be a slave, why do you want to merge with my original body and become the only one?"

"That's different. Devouring you is a contest of the same level, but there is a huge gap between the master and me. It's not shameful to follow her."

"So you are only fit to be a clone. In my eyes, the world is big and I am not afraid of anyone!"

An aura of dominance that looked down on the world emanated from Ning Chengfeng, which made Mu Caifeng jealous and resentful. He flew back quickly and slashed with a magical sword.

The branches of the big tree spread and entangled, weaving into a bundle, like the long hair of an evil woman.

The branches converged and contracted at both ends, one end was connected to the clone's hair, and the other end turned into a soft knife, locking onto Ning Chengfeng and stabbing fiercely.

With the blessing of the Pokab tree, the long sword made a creepy whimpering sound and integrated into the soul attack.

Ning Chengfeng wanted to avoid it, but found that the tree knives were everywhere, so he had to swing the "Sky Wormhole" again to launch an attack.

Amidst the deafening roar, most of the power of the "Road to Ascension" was transferred, and the rest was borne by the forest.

(End of this chapter)