I, Jiang Hong, Shall Slay an Immortal!

However, just as Jiang Hong's fist was about to reach Chen Feng's face, it stopped.

Her fist had halted because Chen Feng had one hand clamped tightly around it.

Jiang Hong felt an immense force lock her fist in place, preventing it from advancing even a fraction.

"What?!"

Jiang Hong's eyes widened as she stared at Chen Feng in disbelief.

Chen Feng had entered the Transcendent State, and both his appearance and bearing had changed.

Chen Feng looked at Jiang Hong with an indifferent gaze and slowly said:

"You really are strong."

Jiang Hong's strike had nearly gotten the better of Chen Feng. If he had not entered the Transcendent State at once, that punch would probably have killed him or left him gravely injured.

Cultivators excelled at Technique Methods. It was extremely dangerous for them to be attacked at close range by a martial artist of this level.

But Chen Feng was different from other cultivators.

His Spiritual Qi could fill his entire body, strengthening him from head to toe.

His physique alone was somewhat stronger than a Xiantian martial artist's.

Even so, Chen Feng had still felt his internal organs tremble.

If a cultivator did not rely on Technique Methods, it would probably be difficult to kill a Transformation Realm martial artist.

Having failed to land her strike, Jiang Hong immediately darted backward. She looked at Chen Feng in shock and suspicion:

"How could you have a presence like that? Are you a cultivator?"

Jiang Hong's eyes were filled with shock. Although she had never met a cultivator, she had learned a little about them from ancient texts.

The chilling presence Chen Feng gave off was exactly like that of the cultivators in the rumors.

Cultivators had already transcended the mortal world, and mortals naturally felt a sense of oppression when facing them. It was the suppression of a higher form of life.

Jiang Hong had never imagined that Chen Feng would actually be a cultivator.

She was not the only one who had underestimated him. The entire Jiang Household had underestimated him.

The Jiang Household had actually set its sights on a cultivator. This was undoubtedly a calamity that could wipe out the entire clan!

"You've met other cultivators?" Chen Feng immediately grew interested when he heard Jiang Hong's words.

He had yet to meet another cultivator in the Painting Scroll World. If he could get some information, all the better.

Jiang Hong stared fixedly at Chen Feng:

"How could you be a cultivator? In the entire Yue Kingdom, only the Yue Kingdom's patriarch has attained the Dao through cultivation."

The shock in Jiang Hong's heart was beyond words.

She could not understand why, since he was a cultivator, he would hole up in a remote place like Hengduan Mountain in the Yue Kingdom.

Cultivators were sought after wherever they went. They could become an imperial preceptor in any country and be revered by countless people.

"The Yue Kingdom's patriarch?" Chen Feng committed the name to memory. He stopped wasting words on Jiang Hong and planned to cripple her first.

Jiang Hong was just right for testing the waters. His previous fights in the modern world had all been too easy.

He had only dealt with mercenaries, who were mortals in the end. Jiang Hong, on the other hand, was the perfect test subject, someone he could use to gauge his current strength.

Chen Feng set the Spiritual Qi in his body circulating, then appeared before Jiang Hong in an instant and struck out with his palm.

His speed was hardly any slower than Jiang Hong's.

Jiang Hong reacted just as quickly. Seeing his attack, she met it with a punch of her own.

A tremendous crash rang through the entire mine.

Chen Feng's palm sent Jiang Hong flying straight out of the mine, and she did not stop until she was outside.

When Jiang Hong came to a stop, blood was already trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that she had only blood at the corner of her mouth, Chen Feng was slightly surprised. A Transformation Realm martial artist was stronger than he had expected.

Given the toughness of her body, ordinary firearms probably could no longer hurt her.

Coupled with her terrifying speed, it would probably take a saturation bombardment with heavy weapons to kill her.

After being sent flying, Jiang Hong had no thought of fighting anymore. Her opponent was a cultivator, a being on an entirely different level. How could she keep fighting?

Jiang Hong soared into the air and fled straight toward the outside of the Xingfeng Sect.

However, she had not gotten far before Chen Feng blocked her path.

"Leaving just like that?"

With that, Chen Feng struck out with his palm again.

He did not know any moves, so he simply used his physical strength with brute force.

Chen Feng did not want to use Technique Methods either. If he used the Fireball Technique, he could kill Jiang Hong in an instant.

But then he would not be able to test his strength.

Jiang Hong and Chen Feng soon clashed again, fighting entirely with their bodies.

If anyone else had been present, they would have been utterly astounded, for the two were moving too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Only the sounds of fists and feet colliding rang out again and again.

Jiang Hong had been suppressed by Chen Feng from the start, and she kept retreating.

Each time she stepped back, her feet cracked the ground beneath them. Chen Feng's strength was too great.

Every time he met Jiang Hong's attacks, her body was subjected to a terrifying force.

If Jiang Hong had not been covered in Gang Qi, she would probably have died at Chen Feng's hands long ago.

Jiang Hong's face was deathly pale. She was filled with regret. If only she had been a little more cautious and investigated Chen Feng more thoroughly.

Then she would not be in this situation.

She knew that if this dragged on, she would surely die.

Although she had no external injuries, the impact of Chen Feng's strength had nearly shattered her internal organs.

At that thought, a ruthless look appeared on Jiang Hong's face.

The Qi and Blood in her body began to churn, and faint layers of golden light appeared on her skin.

Burning her Qi and Blood!

This was a desperate measure used by martial artists above the Xiantian level. Once they burned their own Qi and Blood, they would suffer a drop in realm at best, and die on the spot at worst.

But it could increase the strength of their Gang Qi.

Chen Feng was just getting into the fight when he saw Jiang Hong's presence suddenly surge. He immediately realized that she had used some kind of Secret Method.

Jiang Hong was indeed strong.

In their brief exchange, he had taken at least a dozen punches from her. That was also because Chen Feng had too little combat experience.

He had only been cultivating for a short time and had never really fought anyone.

"So what if you're a cultivator?! I may be a mortal, but today I shall slay an immortal!"

A frenzied look appeared in Jiang Hong's eyes.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and the meridians throughout her body were filled with Gang Qi.

At this moment, she had fused completely and perfectly with her Gang Qi.

After her brief exchange with Chen Feng, she had discovered that although he felt powerful to her, he was not so strong that he could not be defeated.

She was now prepared to fight with her life on the line.

If she could truly kill Chen Feng, she could prove that the martial path could stand alongside that of cultivators.

She, Jiang Hong, would shatter the nightmare in every martial artist's heart.

"Looks like I can't practice anymore!" Chen Feng sighed.

Jiang Hong's strength had now surged. If he took another punch from her, he might be injured as well.

Chen Feng raised his right hand, and a flame condensed in his palm.

Jiang Hong's pupils contracted when she saw the flame condense out of thin air in Chen Feng's hand.

At that moment, she felt an intense sense of danger! It was several times stronger than before.