Facing the siege of these people, Chu Nan showed a disdainful look in his eyes. He didn't even bother to dodge, directly charging forward, allowing the Martial Skills to bombard his body.

Huge roars echoed in the Yao Heaven Arena, but with a body comparable to the Divine Illumination Realm, the Martial Skills hitting Chu Nan's body did not cause any pain or itch.

Chu Nan's body was swallowed by the Spiritual Power storm gathered together, and the people from the Zhang family were all delighted to see this scene.

They all laughed and said, "He's dead!"

A slight, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, as he was already confident in this result.

However, he found it strange that the two Martial Artists from the Lin family showed no signs of panic, which puzzled Zhang Feng greatly.

How could he have known that Lin Yian and Lin Feng personally witnessed Chu Nan kill You Hanyang of the first level of the Divine Illumination Realm? How could these few guys in front of them pose a threat to Chu Nan?

Boom!

At this moment, a loud explosion sounded, and the Spiritual Power storm created by the Martial Skills directly dissipated. Chu Nan, holding the Blood Pattern Sword, surged out of it. With a flash of cold light, in an instant, one person's head was cut off.

Thud!

Watching the head fall to the ground, the people of the Zhang family all changed their expressions, and even Zhang Feng showed a look of surprise.

Chu Nan's eyes were cold and sharp, his body unharmed. Instead, he chuckled lightly, saying, "With just this level of strength, you dare to claim to kill me?"

Then Chu Nan directly charged into the crowd, his cultivation of the eighth level of the Yang Wheel sweeping all directions, like a wolf into a flock of sheep, beginning a one-sided massacre!

Screams echoed around, broken limbs and arms accompanied by splattering blood flew in all directions.

Zhang Feng trembled all over when he saw this scene, but it was not fear, it was anger.

Chu Nan, of all people, was slaughtering Zhang family Martial Artists like dogs right in front of him, which was a blatant slap to his face.

Seeing more and more people dying, he shouted angrily, "Chu Nan, do you really want to have a life-and-death struggle with my Zhang family?"

Zhang Feng did not choose to act because during the time of his harsh words, Chu Nan had almost killed all of the Zhang family's people.

Chu Nan turned a deaf ear to this until he had killed the last Martial Artist except for Zhang Feng, then he said while holding the dripping Blood Pattern Sword: "Zhang Feng, at this point you are still saying such things, should I say you are naive, or too arrogant?"

"When the heavens act arrogantly, there is rain, when people act arrogantly, there is disaster. Your Zhang family has been arrogant in Cyan Profound Mansion for so many years, it's time to pay the price."

Creak!

Zhang Feng clenched his fist tightly, his bones cracking, as he looked at the corpses all over the ground, he said coldly: "Chu Nan, I will cut you to pieces, stripping your flesh piece by piece!"

As the words fell, fierce winds surged around Zhang Feng, and a strong aura of Wind Martial Intent filled the air.

Chu Nan's eyes lit up at this, exclaiming with surprise: "Such strong Wind Martial Intent, it's probably close to the second tier!"

Near-second tier Martial Intent is also rare within the Yang Wheel Realm.

"Consider yourself having an eye for things, being killed by me can also enlighten you." With that, Zhang Feng controlled the wind to attack, his body like a whirlwind, his shadow elusive, charging towards Chu Nan.

The Sword Aura flickered, and Zhang Feng swept out a strike aimed directly at Chu Nan's neck.

This sword, with the support of Wind Martial Intent, had a speed that was almost untraceable, even Lin Yian could only see a Residual Shadow.

"Chu Nan, my sword will leave you with no pain in death, consider it your blessing." Zhang Feng sneered confidently.

Just as the blade was about to sever Chu Nan's head, the Blood Pattern Sword suddenly sprang out, directly blocking it.

Chu Nan's body was comparable to a Divine Light Realm Martial Artist, and in terms of sensory perception, he surpassed most Yang Wheel Martial Artists. With the aid of Spiritual Sense, no matter how fast Zhang Feng was, it could not deceive Chu Nan.

All of Zhang Feng's movements were laid bare in his eyes, without a trace of disguise.

The two swords clashed, and Chu Nan erupted with power of the Divine Light Realm level. With a push forward, Zhang Feng's expression changed drastically, his body bounced away like a cannonball.

Bang!

His body heavily slammed into the rock wall, Zhang Feng spat out blood, his expression horrified.

What terrifying power and reaction speed!

Is this really the eighth level of the Yang Wheel?

His eyes changed from initial contempt to uncontrollable panic as he watched Chu Nan step towards him, immediately panicking, saying: "You... what are you doing, don't come over!"

Chu Nan pointed his sword at Zhang Feng and said: "Get up, fight."

Hearing Chu Nan's nearly emotionless cold voice, Zhang Feng's chest trembled, looking into his eyes, he felt as if he was facing death.

Whoosh～

Martial Intent entwined, without hesitation, Zhang Feng turned and fled, what a joke, he didn't want to die!

Seeing that Chu Nan stood behind him without pursuing, Zhang Feng laughed loudly and said: "Chu Nan, your strength indeed surprised me, but with the support of Wind Martial Intent, no one can catch me unless they are a Divine Light Realm Martial Artist."

"Wait for me, once I reach the Divine Light Realm, I will definitely settle life and death with you!"

Zhang Feng was very proud at this moment, thinking, you may be stronger, but you can't catch me.

Chu Nan understood Zhang Feng's feelings very well at this moment, but he wasn't worried at all, he just said calmly: "Sword Puppet, stop him!"

Boom!

The execution power of the Puppet was faster than the most loyal servant. Upon receiving Chu Nan's command, it immediately activated the spirit stone within, the aura of the Divine Light Realm erupted like a volcano.

When Zhang Feng, feeling as if he had escaped a great peril, suddenly felt a chill rise behind him.

He looked back, almost scared out of his wits.

He saw a gigantic Puppet appear behind him at an unimaginable speed, the enormous blade emanating a cold light, bursting forth with the aura of a Divine Light Realm Martial Artist, crashing down with a roar.

Bang!

The blade struck the ground in front of Zhang Feng, directly blocking his path.

The Sword Puppet held its sword, coldly fixing its gaze on Zhang Feng and said: "Return and fight with my master."

The Sword Puppet's eyes held no emotion. After acknowledging a master, it saw nothing else besides Chu Nan.

Looking at the imposing Sword Puppet, Zhang Feng felt miserable. He thought this Puppet was just a sturdier giant, never expecting it to be a Puppet with the cultivation of the Divine Light Realm!

"Chu Nan, spare me, I promise not to be your enemy again." Zhang Feng turned back and said.

Chu Nan did not hide his intentions, plainly stating: "Don't be delusional, you cannot leave."

"Firstly, you are a Martial Artist of the Zhang family. I have killed many from the Zhang family; you will not let this go easily. More importantly, I want to use you to cultivate my own Wind Martial Intent."

"I need you to assist my cultivation."

Buzz～

The sword vibrated slightly, showing strong killing intent as Chu Nan stared at Zhang Feng and said: "Don't let me down, go all out."

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, knowing he couldn't escape today, he could only say fiercely: "If that's the case, then let's fight to the bitter end."

"Chu Nan, this time you will pay for your arrogance, dreaming to comprehend Wind Martial Intent through me? Dream on!"

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