Battle Against Feng Jiutian

"I didn't even use any strength just now. Please enlighten me!"

Lin Feng shook his head.

His words rekindled the anger that had only just subsided in Feng Yunni's heart.

She gritted her teeth.

Didn't "not using any strength" mean that beating her had taken no effort at all?

Though it was true, saying it so bluntly was still far too hurtful!

Feng Jiutian's figure flickered, and he appeared atop the arena.

Without wasting words, a violent pressure swept toward Lin Feng.

Heavy snow once again filled the surroundings.

No attack had even been launched yet.

Yet Dao intent flowed within it, laws intertwining around it.

Lin Feng immediately felt the snow and ice pierce him with bone-chilling cold.

He had no choice but to activate his body-tempering technique.

Rays of light surfaced across his body, making his entire figure seem as though it were forged from glazed crystal.

Only then did he suppress that frigid power.

Seeing Lin Feng so swiftly block his pressure, Feng Jiutian raised a brow.

It had to be said that Lin Feng's escape from Jin Wubian had indeed not been mere empty fame.

He truly possessed some skill.

"Be careful. I'm making my move!"

Feng Jiutian warned.

Then, with a wave of his hand, nine long spears shot toward Lin Feng at breakneck speed.

In the blink of an eye, they had reached Lin Feng.

They stabbed toward nine parts of his body.

Each of those nine long spears was a First Grade Immortal Artifact.

Nine artifacts unleashed at once.

Their might was no weaker than that of a Saint Immortal Grade Weapon!

Seeing this, Lin Feng threw a punch, unleashing the Divine Dragon Fist with all his strength.

He smashed directly toward the nine long spears.

"Rumble!"

A violent burst of force exploded