Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

"My name is Mu Changfeng. Wherever Changfeng goes, not a single tile remains. That's me!" Mu Changfeng laughed as he looked at the vulnerable performance of Jiang Shuiling and others.

Before he finished speaking, a powerful airflow burst out from his body, sweeping up the surrounding fallen leaves and dust like a strong wind, forming a circle of wind.

Jiang Shuiling, Jin Buke and Zhong Ling'er continued to retreat under the pressure of this powerful aura. Their faces turned from pale to grim, and they were obviously under great mental and physical pressure.

Jiang Shuiling bit her lower lip tightly. She knew that with her current level of cultivation, she would be no match for such an opponent.

Mu Changfeng made no secret of his strength and had obviously brought his skills to the peak.

At the same time, Lin Fan stood firmly in place like an immovable mountain, his footsteps deeply imprinted on the ground, as if even the earth could not move him at all.

This kind of determination and perseverance made Mu Changfeng couldn't help but exclaim softly. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He obviously didn't expect that a young cultivator who seemed to be in the Qi Refining Stage could remain so firm under his strong pressure.

"You kid, with your Qi Refining skills, can actually resist. I really didn't expect this. Considering your extraordinary talent, hand over the jade pendant and I will spare your life!" Mu Changfeng said in surprise.

"There's a lot you haven't thought about!" Lin Fan's voice was cold, full of disdain and challenge.

Before he finished speaking, he tightly grasped the Qiankun Axe in his right hand, with the axe carrying flying light and condensed spiritual power. He strode forward and swung the axe towards Mu Changfeng.

Lin Fan was too lazy to waste words on this kind of person, even if the other person was a master at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

"Golden Core Peak, so what? Look at me, Star Slash!"

Lin Fan let out a low shout, and the Qiankun Axe in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light, as if it could tear apart the darkness between heaven and earth.

Axe shadows burst out from his hands like a storm, and each axe shadow seemed to fly from the sky, carrying the power to destroy everything.

The sharp axe shadow cut through the sky, and the turbulent wind blew up the dust on the ground, forming strips of light, dyeing the entire battlefield with a strange glow.

Seeing this, Mu Changfeng's face suddenly changed, and an unprecedented sense of crisis surged in his heart.

He knew that Lin Fan had already used all his strength, and if he could not block this attack, he would die on the spot.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Changfeng stimulated his cultivation to the extreme, his true energy circulated like a torrent, and the surging internal force ran through his whole body.

He pushed out his palms with fierce wind and the power to shake mountains and rivers. He wanted to use his palm power to break through the overwhelming axe shadows.

However, the power contained in the Qiankun Axe far exceeded his imagination.

Each axe shadow seemed to have its own will, cleverly bypassing Mu Changfeng's defense and attacking him from all directions.

Mu Changfeng only felt that there were so many axe shadows in front of him that he couldn't tell which one was the real killing move. The dense axe shadows were like thousands of falling stars, making him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

"This power...how can it be so strong?" Mu Changfeng was shocked, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks.

He knew that the opponent he was facing was not an ordinary person, but a real strong man. If he did not fight with all his strength, he would probably die.

At the moment of fighting, time seemed to be stretched, and every second seemed so long.

Mu Changfeng clenched his teeth and concentrated all his strength between his palms, forming a violent airflow.

He roared angrily and pushed out his palms suddenly. Two huge palm prints burst out from his palms and rushed straight into the sky.

The palm prints were like two moving mountains, carrying immense power, as they charged towards the axe shadow.

boom!

The palm print and the axe shadow collided violently in mid-air, making a loud noise that shook the earth.

The energy overflowed and the shock wave spread in all directions like a huge wave.

The collision of the two forces caused the earth to tremble, the surrounding trees were knocked down one after another, and deep cracks appeared on the ground.

Mu Changfeng felt the huge recoil force and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. The blood in his body surged and his throat felt sweet. He almost couldn't help but spit out blood.

However, his palm print only blocked part of the axe shadows, and more axe shadows were still approaching him.

Lin Fan's attack was like a tide, one wave after another, merciless.

The Qiankun Axe seemed to have endless power in his hands. Every axe shadow seemed to tear through the void and completely devour Mu Changfeng.

Lin Fan's eyes were as fast as lightning, tightly locked on Mu Changfeng's figure. Every move he made was extremely precise, without any unnecessary movements.

Mu Changfeng became more and more terrified as the battle went on. He had never encountered such a powerful opponent before. Each of the opponent's axes had overwhelming power and speed, making it impossible for him to defend himself.

Mu Changfeng tried to counterattack several times, but was easily resolved by the opponent, and was even forced to retreat step by step.

Under such circumstances, Mu Changfeng realized that he was in an extremely unfavorable situation.

He gritted his teeth secretly, knowing that he had to fight to the death, otherwise he would die.

The inner energy in his body surged again, and the air currents around him swirled, as if forming a barrier that protected his entire body.

"We can't retreat! We absolutely can't retreat!"

Mu Changfeng kept reminding himself in his heart that he knew that only by constantly stimulating his potential could he find a glimmer of hope in this life-and-death battle.

However, Lin Fan's offensive showed no signs of weakening.

On the contrary, as time went on, Mu Changfeng felt that his physical strength and true energy were being rapidly consumed, while Lin Fan seemed to show no signs of fatigue.

His axe shadows continued to attack like a storm, making Mu Changfeng overwhelmed.

Finally, in a moment, there was a loophole in Mu Changfeng's defense.

At that moment, the axe shadows in front of him suddenly became extremely real, as if they had transformed from illusion into reality. One of the particularly fierce axe shadows went straight to his chest before he could react.

"Oh no!" Mu Changfeng was shocked and quickly gathered his true energy to resist, but it was too late.

The axe shadow slashed his chest fiercely, and the sharp axe blade instantly cut into his body, as if a huge hammer hit him hard.

Mu Changfeng's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and hit a huge rock behind him heavily.

The huge rock shattered with a sound, and the debris splashed everywhere. Mu Changfeng's body slid down weakly, and blood gushed out of his mouth, staining the ground red.

He felt that almost all the bones in his body were shattered by the blow, his internal organs were shaking violently, and his vision began to blur, as if the whole world was moving away from him.

"This...how is this possible..." Mu Changfeng's voice was filled with disbelief and fear. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Lin Fan not far away.

Lin Fan stood quietly at this time, the Qiankun Axe in his hand still emitting a faint light, as if declaring its unparalleled power.

Mu Changfeng's eyes were full of unwillingness and fear. He thought that with his own cultivation, he could be invincible in this battle, but the reality gave him the heaviest blow.

His heart was filled with despair and powerlessness, as if he could no longer see any hope.

Lin Fan walked slowly towards Mu Changfeng, and every step seemed to be stepping on his heart. He looked down at Mu Changfeng, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Mu Changfeng, you made a mistake in underestimating me."

Lin Fan's voice was cold and ruthless. He did not relax at all because of his victory. He knew that any negligence in a battle could bring fatal consequences.

Mu Changfeng's heart was filled with bitterness. He knew that he had been defeated completely and there was no possibility of a comeback.

He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse: "Lin Fan, you... who are you... why do you have such terrifying power?"