Overriding the Heaven

In that instant, the four fists that Chu Yan had punched out, pressured the air, and even solidified in the air to the point that it could be seen with the naked eye.    

This depression seemed to exist since the beginning.    

Shen Wufeng's pupils contracted rapidly.    

His long sleeves suddenly flapped.    

In the next moment, however, his sleeve was torn apart by the fist wind.    

Chu Yan's heavy punch brought with it the surging power of the ocean waves, as it collided head-on.    

Bang bang bang bang!    

Shen Wufeng's chest and lower abdomen immediately caved in, causing his skin and flesh to burst apart. Fresh blood and minced meat sprayed out as his body flew backwards like a cannonball.    

He opened his mouth to scream, but just as he opened it, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out, shooting out in a demonic arc in the air.    

With a bang, Shen Wufeng's body heavily smashed into the ground, causing the ground to crack and fresh blood to immediately flow out from the crack, spreading out in all directions.    

"How is this possible, how is this possible …" "This guy is only a martial artist, how could he possibly hurt me …"    

Shen Wufeng struggled to stand up straight, and looked at Chu Yan with fear.    

He could not believe the reality before him.    

Even though he had been careless in the beginning and his right hand had been severely injured, resulting in his strength being greatly reduced, the disparity in realms of cultivation had always existed.    

Lin Miaoran was the best example of this before.    

But at this moment, Shen Wufeng had a feeling that an ancient beast existed within his body. It was roaring frantically, as if it wanted to crush and destroy everything.    

He straightened his body and looked at Chu Yan. In that moment, the muscles on his face contorted, and he was once again stunned.    

Chu Yan lowered his head and walked towards him.    

With every step, although his steps were light, there was a kind of shocking power that caused Shen Wufeng's heart to palpitate wildly.    

And what made Shen Wufeng even more afraid, was that at that moment, he could clearly feel waves after waves of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, converging towards Chu Yan, like ribbons, revolving around him.    

On Chu Yan's body, the 12 glowing meridian channels were becoming more dazzling and clear, closer to the essence!    

"No, this guy is completing his Pulse Condensation!" Shen Wufeng gasped.    

Once Pulse Condensation was successful, then one would not be a martial artist, but a cultivator.    

After comprehending the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, one's strength would increase by leaps and bounds.    

If he couldn't get rid of him now, he would definitely be the one to die.    

An unprecedented sense of danger, in an instant, covered Shen Wufeng's heart like a haze.    

A hint of ruthlessness appeared on his face.    

"In that case, we can only do this. If we leave everything behind, we will have nothing to worry about. If we die here today, everything will be over." Shen Wufeng extended his right hand that was covered in blood, and with a terrifying hole in his palm, his fingers moved like lightning, and very quickly, he poked a few places where the meridians in his body were gathering.    

In the blink of an eye, a loud sound akin to the rubbing of leather came from within his body. The pain from before vanished.    

But there was not the slightest hint of happiness on Shen Wufeng's face.    

At this moment, he was using the secret art of the Shen Clan to seal his meridians, stimulate the potential within his body, and strike out with his life on the line.    

This process could only be maintained for a short period of time. If a meal was not enough, it would cause irreparable damage to the body.    

But at this time, in order to kill Chu Yan, he couldn't care less about all these.    

He had to end this quickly!    

Shen Wufeng jumped up from the ground. With a "chi la" sound, he tore off the tattered clothes on his upper body.    

In the blink of an eye, the ground under his feet shattered, and cyclones visible to the naked eye appeared in the air around him as 36 meridians slowly emerged from his body.    

"He's risking his life for this attack!" Seeing Shen Wufeng's state, Chu Yan immediately knew what the other party was thinking. At that moment, without hesitation, he attacked.    

He definitely would not give his opponent a completely prepared opportunity.    

"Seven Stars Windstorm Steps!"    

Fifth Star Steps!    

Sixth Star Steps!    

Chu Yan shrunk his body into several tens or close to a hundred forms, and like a black tide that blotted the sky and covered the earth, he suddenly forced his way down towards Shen Wufeng.    

Shen Wufeng lifted his head and made his move. His entire body was drenched in blood and his face was filled with insanity, as if an evil spirit had crawled out of hell.    

"Chu Yan! I want you dead! "Gale Palm!"    

In that instant, Shen Wufeng struck out with hundreds of palms, each palm had ten lifetimes of blood enmity and hundred lifetimes of resentment.    

Shua shua shua shua!    

In the blink of an eye, the countless shadows were all torn apart, revealing Chu Yan's real body.    

But Chu Yan did not dodge, and continued to rush forward.    

"Furious Dragon Bind!"    

Chu Yan had always been hiding his trump cards.    

At the moment, he was the only one who could not figure it out, but at the same time, he was also the most powerful killer move.    

His arm was like a coiled mountain dragon, wrapping around Shen Wufeng's arm in an instant. His elbow twisted, and kacha kacha, in an instant, the bones in Shen Wufeng's right arm broke inch by inch.    

Shen Wufeng screamed miserably as fresh blood gushed out from his throat and stained his teeth red.    

In the next moment, Chu Yan's five fingers formed a claw, and with a swoosh, it fiercely stabbed into the opponent's chest.    

But just at that moment, Chu Yan suddenly realised that his finger seemed to have been pulled by a huge force, causing him to be unable to move.    

The distance between his fingers and a piece of paper was precisely where Shen Wufeng's heart was beating, but he was no longer able to move forward.    

Looking at Shen Wufeng, Chu Yan saw that he was laughing sinisterly: "You've been tricked!"    

Shen Wufeng purposely revealed his chest to lure Chu Yan in.    

Swish!    

In the next moment, Shen Wufeng's left hand, which was like a chicken's paw, suddenly swung out. Like a giant log that weighed a thousand kilograms, he gathered all the strength in his body and smashed onto Chu Yan's chest.    

In that instant of pain, it spread throughout Chu Yan's body.    

With a pu sound, Chu Yan spewed out a large mouthful of blood mist.    

"Hahahaha, you won't be able to escape. Moreover, your long spear is at the side, so it's impossible for you to obtain it." Shen Wufeng looked at Chu Yan's pale face and laughed in an exceptionally exaggerated manner.    

His time was limited, so his expression immediately turned grim. "Die!"    

His left palm struck out again, this time wanting to smash Chu Yan's head into pieces.    

Blood trickled down the corner of Chu Yan's mouth. At the moment, his eyes released a cold light.    

"Old thing, do you really think I can't kill you?" Chu Yan smiled.    

"Of course …" "What!?" Before he finished speaking, Shen Wufeng saw Chu Yan taking out a long blade out of thin air.    

At this moment, he had already realized that Chu Yan also had a storage-type treasure on him!    

Although his right hand was trapped, the opponent's left hand was completely unharmed!    

"Lotus Leaf Double Wood Slash!"    

With a loud roar, Chu Yan slashed out with his bloody blade.    

Swish! Shen Wufeng's left arm was severed at the shoulder as fresh blood wildly splattered.    

In that moment of intense pain, Shen Wufeng sucked all the strength from his finger.    

Feeling his strength loosen, Chu Yan did not hesitate. Pushing his arm forward, with power that he had accumulated for a long time, and with a power like a hot knife through butter, he stabbed through Shen Wufeng's chest with a swoosh.    

Shen Wufeng's body immediately stiffened in place, and his face revealed an expression of bewilderment, astonishment, confusion, fear, and bewilderment.    

Lowering his head to look at the chest that Chu Yan's arm had penetrated, Shen Wufeng opened his mouth and muttered: "How can this …"    

Before he could finish his words, blood gushed out from his mouth, making him unable to continue speaking.    

"Old thing, you should have died a long time ago." Chu Yan's gaze was ice-cold, without holding back, he slashed towards Shen Wufeng's neck.