Grandmaster vs. Martial Saint

Chen Feng stood at the top of a building, quietly watching all of this.

When he saw Gu Biao leave, he immediately followed him.

After catching Qianqian's uncle and father,

Chen Feng and Mi Chuan had interrogated them for a long time without getting any answers.

Of course, Chen Feng was asking about the sacrifice of children to the flood dragon.

While Mi Chuan was interrogating them about the method of immortality.

It wasn't until they left the territory of the Immortal Capital and arrived at a desolate, uninhabited suburb

that Chen Feng suddenly accelerated.

Unity of Heaven and Man: Lingbo Microsteps!

His figure left an afterimage in place.

This cultivation method, Shuangshuang had only barely grasped the basics of after practicing up to this day.

Chen Feng just happened to want to test the power of the Unity of Heaven and Man.

Of course.

Even if Shuangshuang hadn't mastered the basics,

he could still rely on his formidable Qilin Body, coupled with the Heavenly Cripple Kick, to catch up to Gu Biao.

This was also his capital for daring to pursue a Martial Sage.

If he couldn't win, he could run.

Nowadays, he had almost no shortcomings.

Whether it was speed, attack, defense, or stamina and endurance, he had reached an extremely high realm.

He could be called an enhanced version of Zhang Bowen.

Chen Feng appeared in front of Gu Biao almost instantly.

Gu Biao, who was sprinting wildly, suddenly saw a figure surpass him.

Then it blocked his path ahead, making his heart jump in shock.

An expert!

Gu Biao abruptly stopped his momentum and quickly placed the two crystal coffins on the ground.

Staring at Chen Feng in front of him, he braced himself for battle.

Although he had just been carrying two crystal coffins and his speed was affected,

he was still a Martial Sage after all.

For the other party to surpass him so quickly, they must also be a powerhouse of the same level.

Gu Biao immediately deployed his martial arts domain, knowing that the other party must have been following him all the way from the Immortal Capital.

Now that they had chosen such an isolated and desolate place,

they definitely came with ill intentions.

The night was dark and the wind was high. Separated by dozens of meters, neither side could see the other clearly.

Chen Feng was the first to speak, asking:

Why does the Gu clan use children to sacrifice to the flood dragon?

Gu Biao narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was also one of the seven people who knew the details of this matter.

Based on Chen Feng's single sentence,

he deduced it.

Chen Feng was neither that Sword Dao Martial Sage nor that Tai Chi expert.

What concerned Gu Biao the most was that

he actually couldn't sense the true vitality and cultivation base of the person opposite him.

He could only feel the vitality pressure of an early-stage Grandmaster.

But Gu Biao could guarantee

that the other party was definitely not a Grandmaster.

It wasn't just because of that terrifying speed.

But what Grandmaster would dare to block the path of a Martial Sage?

However, logically speaking, with the two of them so close,

even if the other party didn't actively circulate their cultivation technique, he should still be able to sense a formidable vitality of the same level.

Who are you? What is your purpose?

Chen Feng said coldly:

That is also what I want to ask you.

What exactly is the purpose of your Gu clan?

You have already occupied Great Xia and are invincible in the world!

Why do you still use children as sacrifices for the flood dragon?

Naturally, Gu Biao would not speak of the Gu clan shooting themselves in the foot.

Once word got out, the Gu clan would be reduced to a joke.

At that time, the faith of the entire clan would also collapse.

He knew that right now, there was only one option: to fight.

If he won, everything would be fine.

If he lost, he might just have to stay here forever.

It was just that he never expected his descendants to end up in such a state.

A phantom of a Vajra Warrior appeared behind Gu Biao.

Mighty Vajra Fist!

Taking a step forward, a fist shadow blasted out like a mountain.

Chen Feng's body sensed the danger.

Qilin scales spontaneously surfaced on his body.

Chen Feng himself also immediately circulated the Indestructible Golden Body.

The Tathagata Palm merged with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, under the enhancement of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique.

He directly clashed head-on with Gu Biao's punch.

Boom!

Amidst the massive booming sound,

Chen Feng was blasted back hundreds of meters by the punch.

It seems the gap between me and a Martial Sage is still a bit too large!

The next moment, he brought his palms together.

A golden martial arts phantom, towering a hundred meters high, rose from the ground.

Two five-clawed golden dragons were even coiled around its arms.

Finally, a golden ancient zither appeared in front of the martial arts phantom.

That punch just now had left Gu Biao extremely shocked.

In the instant they exchanged blows,

he sensed that the vitality and cultivation contained in the opponent's attack were lacking.

It was clearly only at the level of an early-stage Grandmaster.

It was just that the power of the qi was somewhat terrifyingly strong.

He knew the opponent's physical body and strength were definitely extremely formidable.

But upon seeing Chen Feng's martial arts phantom at this moment,

Gu Biao was completely stunned!

This... isn't this that Chen Feng's move?

Could it be that one of his disciples also possesses such strength?

Before Gu Biao could think too much,

the sound of the Seven Severing Zither rang out. The sound waves merged with the sword intent of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, transforming into flying swords.

The sword shadows were also wrapped in the astral qi of the Indestructible Golden Body.

In the blink of an eye, whistling sounds filled the air endlessly.

Densely packed sword shadows, accompanied by the rapid zither music, swept over like a storm.

Gu Biao simply couldn't figure it out.

How could a Grandmaster possess such strength?

He was even more baffled because Chen Feng's disciples shouldn't be this powerful.

However, whether he could figure it out or not,

facing Chen Feng's attack, he dared not be the slightest bit negligent.

His massive martial arts phantom swept out a leg.

Mighty Vajra Leg!

A sweeping kick, crushing everything in its path.

Any sword shadow that came into contact with this kick shattered inch by inch.

The gap between a Martial Sage and a Grandmaster was fully revealed.

Gu Biao didn't have time to rejoice.

The dense sword shadows were like a tide, wave after wave, surge after surge.

Endless and unceasing, they swept over once again.

Gu Biao unleashed both punches and kicks, resisting Chen Feng's attacks.

He never expected that he would end up in a war of attrition with a Grandmaster.

However, Gu Biao was confident that a mere Grandmaster could absolutely never outlast a Martial Sage.

Half an hour later.

Sweat appeared on Gu Biao's forehead.

He had to use all his strength for every counterattack.

The main thing was that he simply couldn't stop.

He didn't even know how many moves he had executed in this half-hour.

Chen Feng, however, felt completely relaxed, maintaining his attack frequency and output.

Compared to climbing the White Tiger Abyss, this little bit of exertion was simply a drop in the bucket.

Eating a bite of snacks every few days to replenish his energy.

Occasionally, there was the extra overtime exertion from Yin Hu.

Every day, he had to constantly bear the super-strong gravity of the White Tiger Abyss.

Just like that, he had gritted his teeth and persevered for over nine years.

At this very moment, his lasting endurance was definitely number one in the human world.

Three hours later.

Gu Biao was drenched in sweat.

He had experienced more intense battles than this.

But he had never experienced such an exhausting battle.

He was relegated entirely to the defensive.

Whenever Gu Biao tried to get close to Chen Feng, the other party would use their abnormal speed to instantly widen the distance.

Right now, in a moment of inattention,

he felt a sharp pain in his fist.

Just like that, a burst of sword qi broke through his martial arts phantom, leaving a bloody gash on the back of his hand.

Gu Biao knew that if the opponent maintained this level of output, he would definitely lose in the end.

Although it was incredibly frustrating to lose to a Grandmaster in such a manner,

he had no way out.

At this moment, his entire person was trapped in the center of a vortex of sword qi.

Another burst of sword qi broke through his defense.

It left a bloody gash on Gu Biao's face.

The wound was so deep that bone could be seen.

If it had been slightly off, it might have slashed his throat.