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Di Kui made a hand seal and suddenly summoned three thousand-foot-long ferocious pythons, which roared and swooped down to attack.

The foul-smelling wind corroded the void, sending wisps of blue smoke rising from it.

Chu Feng hovered in mid-air, one hand resting lightly on the hilt of the Immortal Execution Blade, his posture extremely languid.

"You dare to show this off? Go home and get your money back."

His pure Yang primordial spirit and sword intent primordial spirit trembled violently, and blazing divine light burst forth from his body.

The Broken Mountain Blade Domain suddenly expanded.

The black python, which had been baring its fangs and claws, crashed into the blade domain, and its speed instantly dropped by 80%.

Di Kui's eyes widened suddenly, his face showing a look of utter disbelief.

"What's going on?!"

Chu Feng shifted his feet, the Dao patterns of time flowing silently, his movements as graceful as a ghost, and he passed directly through the gaps in the giant python's coils.

The Immortal Execution Blade in his hand emitted a clear and resonant blade cry, its gray-white aura swirling endlessly.

A fierce, dark blue blade of light cleaved through the body of the malevolent python, its momentum unstoppable, heading straight for Di Kui at the heart of the formation.

Di Kui was shocked and hastily summoned a golden bell to block in front of him.

The surface of the golden bell was covered with dense defensive inscriptions, and it exuded a precious aura.

"My Pure Yang Golden Bell is indestructible; can you possibly break it?!"

The tip of the knife struck the ancient bell, producing a clear, ringing sound.

In the blink of an eye, the treasure bell, which was said to have unparalleled defense, was sliced ​​into countless iron filings that scattered all over the place, unable to withstand even half a breath.

Chu Feng curled his lip, his face full of disdain.

"Rubbish."

Having lost the protection of his life-saving magic weapon, Di Kui panicked completely, letting out a strange cry and retreating repeatedly.

The Moon Clan members on the city wall were completely dumbfounded.

"Heavens above... Young Master Chu broke the natal magic weapon of a peak-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in a single move?!"

"That's a high-level ancient spirit treasure! It couldn't even withstand a single strike?!"

"Just who is he holding in his hand?!"

Upon seeing this, Di Kun and Di Feng hurriedly turned the ancient mirror around and roared fiercely at the same time.

"The Imperial Supreme Hand Seal!"

"Kill him!!!"

Two colossal purple-gold palms, each a thousand feet long, tore through the clouds and crashed down, sealing off the surrounding ten miles of space with overwhelming power.

Chu Feng stood proudly amidst the raging storm, with a thousand-foot-tall projection of the Taotie beast rising from the ground behind him, roaring towards the sky.

"Gluttonous Yin and Yang transformation, swallow me whole!"

The Taotie's gaping maw opened wide, transforming into an inverted, grayish-white funnel, unleashing a colossal force capable of tearing apart everything.

The two giant golden seals that descended from the sky were forcibly torn apart and decomposed by this terrifying suction force, and were all swallowed into the core of the abyss.

Di Kun's pupils shrank sharply, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"Has this little beast gone mad?!"

"Isn't he afraid his meridians will burst from being stretched so much after swallowing such a violent law?!"

The Yin-Yang millstone within Chu Feng's body churned wildly, forcibly tearing, crushing, and refining the true essence, while divine power surged within his meridians.

He patted his belly and even let out a loud burp, his face full of disgust.

"The taste is terrible."

"Is there any adulteration in the cultivation resources of your Di clan?"

"This little bit of spiritual power isn't even enough to fill my stomach."

Due to the loss of balance in one corner, the Three Talents Formation suddenly stopped operating, and the ancient Dao patterns on the surface of the bronze mirror went out one after another.

Di Kui, the core of the formation, suffered a terrifying backlash on the spot. His meridians shattered inch by inch, and he coughed up a mouthful of internal organs. His life force plummeted.

Chu Feng accurately caught that flaw.

With a flick of his fingertips, the time-related patterns distorted the surrounding space instantly.

With a whoosh, he appeared out of thin air above Di Kui's crown, coldly looking down.

The Immortal-Slaying Divine Blade was raised high above the head, and the gray-white, deadly blade energy poured down like a silver river.

"Duetian!"

With a single slash, he tore through the void, forcefully stripping Emperor Kui of three hundred years of lifespan.

Di Kui decayed and withered at a visible speed. His once plump and rosy face instantly became wrinkled, and his once black hair turned into gray and tangled weeds.

"My lifespan is over!!!"

"My physical body!!!"

"What kind of sorcery have you used?!"

Chu Feng smiled coldly, his eyes filled with icy intent.

"We're giving you a free wrinkle removal treatment package, don't be shy."

The blade flashed past, grazing the neck.

With a soft "pfft!"

An old man's head shot into the sky, and blood rained down everywhere.

Just as Di Kui's primordial spirit darted out of his sea of ​​consciousness in terror, it was torn to shreds by the surrounding violent and annihilating sword energy, turning into nothingness.

Di Feng, standing nearby, was so frightened that his soul left his body and his spirit ascended to heaven.

At that moment, only one word remained in his mind: Escape!

"Get out of here when the wind gets strong!!!"

"This kid is a demon reincarnated!!"

He transformed into a streak of panicked light, scrambling and crawling as he fled desperately toward the warship.

Chu Feng weighed the Immortal Execution Blade in his hand, then suddenly exerted force with his wrist and threw it away.

"I'll let you run 39 meters first."

The longsword transformed into a streak of light that cleaved the sky, piercing through Di Feng's back with a soft thud, pinning him firmly against the protective light shield of the divine vessel.

Di Feng convulsed violently a few times, blood bubbles gurgled from his throat, and he died, his body hanging miserably in the high sky.

Di Kun realized something was wrong and was about to change his hand seals to escape when Chu Feng had already torn through space and attacked him.

With a backhand strike, he landed solidly on Di Kun's chest.

With a sharp crack, Di Kun coughed up blood and was thrown back several miles away. Half of his arm was shattered on the spot, and he let out a pig-like scream of pain.

He covered his mutilated arm with one hand, his whole body trembling violently, and he dared not turn around even once. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

Chu Feng raised his hand and summoned the Immortal Execution Blade, which flew back into his grasp.

He slung his long sword across his shoulder, looking down from the sky like an ancient god of war.

On the warship, tens of thousands of ancient cultivators looked ashen-faced.

The entire world was deathly silent; no one dared to even breathe loudly.

Several young disciples with unstable Daoist hearts even wet their pants on the spot, collapsing on the deck and trembling.

Chu Feng tapped his shoulder with the back of his knife, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd before he spoke with a mocking tone.

"Anyone else who's not afraid of death want to come up and try?"

"With such pathetic skills, you dare to run wild in the Moon Clan?!"

After a brief silence, a thunderous roar and cheers suddenly erupted from the city tower!

"We won!!!"

"Young Master Chu is invincible!!!"

"A peak-level cultivator is like a piece of cake under his blade, it's unbelievable..."

Tens of thousands of Moon Clan members were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. They raised their magical weapons and shouted Chu Feng's name at the top of their lungs.

The general in charge of defending the city knelt down and bowed deeply to the sky.

"Young Master Chu is truly a divine being!"

"We are willing to follow Young Master Chu to the death, even if it means facing mountains of knives and seas of fire!"

Yuexi stood by the mottled battlements, gazing at the towering figure standing proudly like a mountain in the depths of the void, her eyes sparkling with emotion.

She bit her thin, moist red lips and couldn't help but mutter a curse under her breath.

"That scoundrel, he never says a serious word normally, but he can actually hold his own when it really matters..."

"My darling, huh... Fine, I'll see what new tricks you have up your sleeve tonight."