Luu Fengxian was shocked after hearing Jing Wuming's words!

"Jing Wuming, are you insane? You're actually blocking me for that Jiang Feng?"

He had clearly heard that Jing Wuming came to Binhai to kill Jiang Feng. Why did his stance suddenly change? Jing Wuming was now standing up for Jiang Feng?

"No more wasted words, between you and me, a final duel was inevitable. There's no better day than today!"

Jing Wuming remained as calm as a still pond, but a murderous aura was already brewing within him.

"Insane! You unthinkable creature, recognizing an enemy as a friend and daring to challenge me, do you really think you're my match?"

Luu Fengxian was furious beyond measure. He felt insulted time and again since arriving at Binhai!

In a flash, Luu Fengxian's killing aura reached its peak. He kicked away the chair and lunged at Jing Wuming!

His palm reached for Jing Wuming, the movement seemed gentle, yet hidden within was a soft but sinister power!

If this Yin Energy entered Jing Wuming's body, though he wouldn't die instantly, his organs would suffer devastating damage in a short time, causing him to die from organ failure, spitting blood in just a few breaths.

Highly venomous!

Jing Wuming was fully aware of the palm's terror, but he didn't have Jiang Feng's ability to confront it barehanded, so he quickly retreated, barely avoiding it.

"Hmm?!"

Luu Fengxian's palm hit empty air, and he was a bit surprised!

In his memory, Jing Wuming, as a former defeated opponent, should not have such speed. Even without having used a similar move on him before, he shouldn't have dodged it so easily. Something was off!

Immediately, Luu Fengxian's body darted forward, like a shadow, with his palm like a venomous snake, continuing towards Jing Wuming!

This time, Jing Wuming had nowhere left to retreat. He could only confront Luu Fengxian's palm directly, feeling the poisonous energy subtly permeate his body!

In an instant, Luu Fengxian's lips twisted into a sinister smile: "Jing Wuming, this is all you've got. With just weapons before, you were no match for me. Now, fighting barehanded, you have no chance of victory! Now, with my palm energy in you, in three breaths, you'll... hmm?!"

Before his proud words were complete, Luu Fengxian's eyes widened. Jing Wuming stood there, pressing two fingers of his left hand against his shoulder elbow, circulating his inner strength to forcibly expel the Yin Palm Energy from within.

"Jing Wuming, you... you can expel my palm energy? What have you experienced in Binhai?"

Luu Fengxian couldn't laugh anymore, angrily questioning.

"Surprised? It's the realization and improvement gained between life and death. Your constant arrogance and trivialities with your Master prevent you from understanding it!"

Jing Wuming effortlessly expelled the sinister palm energy, speaking disdainfully.

In truth, he hadn't expected the growth from his battle with Jiang Feng to be so significant. It's the blessing after surviving great danger. Finally, he could hold his head high!

"Bastard! What right do you have to indulge in your momentary triumph? Before me, you'll always remain under my suppression!"

Luu Fengxian blazed with rage, his killing aura peaking, charging at Jing Wuming like an arrow released from the bowstring!

His fist lashed out, slicing the air like tofu, making it hard to recombine swiftly.

With the fury of a landslide, he attacked Jing Wuming.

Though not yet upon him, the formidable killing aura made Jing Wuming's clothes and hair flutter noisily.

Jing Wuming's pupils constricted, realizing that mere dodging wouldn't suffice against Luu Fengxian's punch. With a murderous gaze, he coldly threw his own punch, shattering the air!

"Bang!!!"

Their fists collided, releasing a blast, resembling a typhoon passing through, overturning and shattering the sofas, tables, coffee tables, and everything in the living room. The air resonated with the sound of destruction.

But after the clash, Luu Fengxian stood unmoved, towering like a mountain, while Jing Wuming was sent flying backward, like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood while airborne.

"Crash!!"

Jing Wuming fell in disarray, smashing the central coffee table into pieces, accompanied by the crisp sound of breaking bones.

"I warned you, you overestimated yourself, acting like an ant trying to stop a chariot!!"

Luu Fengxian swiftly leaped over, stamping down from above, intending to stomp Jing Wuming to death!

Jing Wuming rolled over on the ground just in time to narrowly avoid, seizing his fallen Black Iron Embroidered Sword, setting himself in a sword stance as he landed.

With the sword in hand, Jing Wuming finally regained some ground, standing firm with his sword raised!

"A cornered beast still fights, futilely clinging to life!"

Luu Fengxian scoffed disdainfully, his figure darting, suddenly retrieving his Silver Halberd from a corner of the living room, standing with an air of superiority.

Jing Wuming couldn't defeat him unarmed, carrying a weapon, he stood no chance!

With the halberd in hand, Luu Fengxian's aura indeed grew stronger, his killing intent pervading the air!

Luu Fengxian, as if reinvented, shed his previous soft aura, transforming into an unparalleled master, standing arrogant at the peak, aloof and cold, scanning the horizon with his halberd in hand, finding no equal.

This change in aura instills an instinctive fear, as if an invisible blade grazes your chest, sending shivers down your spine.

"Prepare to die!!"

Suddenly, Luu Fengxian stamped his right foot, swinging the halberd single-handedly, nearly extinguished killing intent erupted violently, soaring at Jing Wuming like a raptor!

The silver halberd in his hand, unparalleled in fierceness, thrust towards Jing Wuming!

The halberd force, technique, and movement technique, perfectly fused as one.

Jing Wuming knew the danger of the halberd, reluctantly slashing out his sword to block, yet still forced back by Luu Fengxian by more than ten steps.

"You're a worthless loser, defeated in ten battles, let's see how long you can last!"

Luu Fengxian's face filled with disdain, sneering loudly, the next moment, circling around Jing Wuming.

He became a shadow, striking at Jing Wuming unawares, launching halberd attack after halberd attack.

Each strike was powerful, accompanied by thundering sounds.

Jing Wuming had to endure it all, exerting all his efforts, barely fending off Luu Fengxian's onslaught!

This moment, even the slight enlightenment gained in battle, was useless; in the face of absolute strength, Luu Fengxian was truly overwhelming!

"Still refuse to die, you worthless scum!!"

Luu Fengxian's presence was overwhelming, feet shifting in a flash, invisible in his advance, yet like a cavalry charge, the floor shattered beneath, leaving clear footprints!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The clash of silver halberd and Black Iron Embroidered Sword sounded like cannon fire, sparks flew in the living room, the shrill cry of metals!

Very soon, Jing Wuming was on the verge of collapse. His right hand, wielding the sword, was bleeding from the split tiger's mouth, face pale, his whole body trembling from exhaustion.

Yet Luu Fengxian, unstoppable, unknown how many halberd strikes he had unleashed, had become a ghost-like afterimage.

"Die now!!!"

Ultimately, Luu Fengxian thrust the halberd towards Jing Wuming's throat!

Jing Wuming, using all his strength, barely dodged, and the halberd pierced through his shoulder and neck.

With a blood spray erupting, Jing Wuming grunted, immediately being flipped away by Luu Fengxian, crashing into the bedroom in disarray.