The old site of the Laowu Pavilion, within the forbidden demon barrier, Zhang Nan and Chu Zifeng are still fighting. The ground is full of pits, the walls of the houses are much damaged, and many places are covered with layers of green mist and frost.

Zhang Nan's body was covered with green ice fog, his face turned much whiter, and his breathing was a little rapid.

Chu Zifeng was fine, but his hands were covered in blood. His green pupils turned into vertical lines, and his teeth seemed to be a little sharper.

After several consecutive rounds of confrontation, Chu Zifeng's palm power swept across Zhang Nan's body several times. Zhang Nan's fists fell at each time. Judging from the current situation, Chu Zifeng seemed to have the upper hand. However, even if you continue according to the current situation, you must at least score a hundred moves.

"No one is human, no monster." Zhang Nan shook off the ice chips on his hand: "You are much more pleasing to you now than before."

"So what about demons? There are some warriors who practice demon martial arts skills, not one more of me." Chu Zifeng grinned strangely: "I should really thank that woman. If it weren't for her help, I wouldn't have the power I am now."

"You still intend to anger me now, which means you have not lost your mind, but it's a pity that you haven't grown your brain." Zhang Nan shook his head slightly: "There are many warriors who practice demon martial arts skills, but no one specializes in this path like you. If you continue, you will become a real demon one day. By then, no one needs to take action, and someone will rush to kill you."

"Don't lie to me!" Chu Zifeng snorted: "I have separated the demon soul and refined it into a clone. Now the clone is still accumulating strength and cannot be used for me for the time being. I just wait for the demon soul to be refined in the future, even if the royal family will surrender to my feet. It's a pity that you are going to die and you won't see that day."

Zhang Nan's expression was strange: "I just thought Mu Heti was good at lying, but I didn't expect that I would even lie to myself. You are the same person, can't you really think of it?"

"What Mu Heti? My name is Chu Zifeng now!!" Chu Zifeng seemed to reject the previous name. With a snap of his palms, a trace of blood overflowed from between his palms.

Zhang Nan's pupils shrank slightly.

Zhang Nan, who had already scanned Chu Zifeng to the bottom, naturally knew what this angered bastard wanted to do. "Bloody and Demonic Sutra", Chu Zifeng's real trump card

"Burning Blood and Crying Demon Sutra" is a second-grade martial arts judgment. After being activated, the warrior's strength can be raised to the third level. However, this process will not be very long, and it will be extremely burdened to the body, and the muscles and blood vessels will collapse. Chu Zifeng relied on his own to refine demon bones and have strong recovery ability to use this martial arts judgment.

Zhang Nan was not panicked, and even had a smile on his lips, but Mu Heti, who was far away in Heyang Town, became anxious.

"You are crazy, the "Blood-Burning Demonic Sutra" should not be abused. You are the dominant one at this time, so why should you use this? Stop!!!"

Chu Zifeng turned a deaf ear to Mu Heti's soul transmission.

Zhang Nanfang's words still hurt Chu Zifeng. He had doubts, but now that he has done so, he can only choose to believe it, otherwise it would be equivalent to denying all his efforts.

"You are just my clone, shut up!!!" Chu Zifeng yelled.

He knew that the demon soul could not hear his voice, but he still wanted to yell. He had to use this method to prove his existence, and he was the dominant one.

The situation seems to be dominant now, but Chu Zifeng is under great pressure. Every time he faces Zhang Nan's calm eyes, Chu Zifeng can't help but feel as if he is trapped. This uneasy mentality continues to ferment, and after Zhang Nan's words are aroused, Chu Zifeng burst out.

He didn't want to delay any longer, he had to fight quickly, even if he had to pay some price for it.

With the full force of "Blood-Burning and Demon-Crying Sutra", blood mist rose from Chu Zifeng's body surface, and a lot of blood flowed out of his eyes, mouth and nose. But as soon as the blood flowed out, it turned into mist and rose.

Chu Zifeng's realm has changed, from the ninth level of bone refining, jumping to the next level of Qi gathering, and the third level!!

It seems that there is only one more layer of true energy, but the difference between the large realms and the small realms is different. Chu Zifeng's true energy is boiling and surging, and his huge power is much stronger than before. Now Chu Zifeng looks at Zhang Nan, as if he is looking at an ant.

"Zhang Nan, if you have the ability, try to pick me up."

Chu Zifeng slapped it out with a palm, but it was still "Yinsha Palm"!

The rolling evil spirit energy poured in from the palm of the palm, rolling towards Zhang Nan like a big wave. Whether it was power or momentum, it was more than several times that before.

Zhang Nan’s luck "Yinhuo Jue" faces the surging palm wind.

Some of the evil spirits are refined, but the difference in realms is far from being able to be replenished by a great perfect martial arts. More evil spirits whizz through Zhang Nan's body.

After the waves of air dissipated, Zhang Nan seemed to have just been fished out of the ice cellar. His whole body was covered with frost emitting green air, and his face was almost gone.

"Hahaha, why can't you do it? Come on, come again! Aren't you going to avenge Bao Yuefei?"

Chu Zifeng laughed wildly.

Zhang Nan opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Chu Zifeng. There was no anger or despair in his eyes, three points of pity and seven points of mockery.

"What does your eyes mean? You are still pretending to be dead!" Chu Zifeng was very sensitive and noticed Zhang Nan's eyes immediately.

"Idiot, idiot!!!" Mu Heti, who was far away in Heyang Town, was anxious and angry, and almost jumped up from the cushion. "Stop quickly, you have been trapped. Your body has been secretly injured. Haven't you noticed it yet?!"

The fists Zhang Nan attacked Chu Zifeng were not blocked by him, but were deliberately hitting on his arm.

"The Demon Fist" beats the cow from a distance, destroying the meridian bone muscles in Chu Zifeng's body bit by bit. Zhang Nan's strength control is very stable, and Mu Heti looks from a distance from the soul eye, and is not discovered at all.

Zhang Nan knew Chu Zifeng's temperament and knew the disadvantages of "Blood-burning Demonic Sutra". From the beginning, Zhang Nan never thought of killing Chu Zifeng directly. That was too difficult and too kind. Zhang Nan eroded his body little by little, allowing Chu Zifeng to embark on the road to destruction by himself!!

A large amount of blood was overflowing from Chu Zifeng's body, soaking his clothes. His neck, cheeks, and exposed skin even cracked the gaps visible to the naked eye. However, because of the "Blood-Burning and Demonic Sutra", no matter how much blood was leaking, it quickly turned into blood and qi floating up slowly.

Although it was too late, Mu Heti still had to remind Chu Zifeng. There was no need to think about killing Zhang Nan, but at least he could escape. As long as he escaped to a safe place, with the powerful recovery of the demon, Chu Zifeng could still save him.

It was just that his soul transmitted the voice, and Chu Zifeng could not receive it.

The reason why the soul can transmit the voice in the soul under the forbidden demon barrier is that the two are one, and Mu Heti uses Chu Zifeng's body as a medium to perform the secret technique. But now Chu Zifeng's body is damaged, so the connection is naturally difficult to be closer. Not only can the soul transmit the voice in the soul, but the scenery seen in the soul eyes becomes increasingly blurred.

Feeling the passing of Chu Zifeng's life, but the idiot didn't know that Mu Heti was angry and frightened.

The two of them were originally one. If Chu Zifeng's soul died, the demon soul would not be able to get it well. If that were true, it would not be possible to recover through cultivation. Now, he clearly realized that the terrifying scene was about to become a reality.

Mu Heti, who was frightened and frightened, looked at Zhang Nan's figure fiercely through the blurry image that was about to disappear.

It's him, they are all this man!

Who is he? I want to tear him apart and chew his bones so that he will never be reborn!!

Just as Mu Heti made the most vicious curse, he suddenly saw Zhang Nan seemingly looking at it.

It’s not about looking at Chu Zifeng, but about looking at it through Chu Zifeng’s eyes!

Mu Heti couldn't see Zhang Nan's face clearly, but his eyes seemed to want to tell it something.

The illusion disappeared, but at the last moment of disappearance, Zhang Nan's face seemed to have a little bit of it.

Zhang Nan raised his palm, placed it in his throat, and gently stroked it, opening and closing the lips.
Chapter completed!