"Damn it, I'll kill you!" roared one of the Dragon Knights, charging forward first. Fernando's death sent a sudden, fiery heat through his brain!

"Fernando, calm down!" The leader grabbed him back. "Anyone who can kill Fernando so easily right under our noses must have cultivation no weaker than ours!

Besides, this is the Nine Nether Canyon; how did he get in without any skill? This fellow is clearly relying on some background to dare kill Fernando so brazenly!" the leader said rapidly, immediately grasping the core of the issue.

"Calm down, calm down! Fernando is my brother, not yours!

If you want to be calm, be calm!" With that, Fernando wrenched free and charged straight toward the enemy. It seemed this leader lacked the overwhelming might that Spencer possessed, so his words didn't always carry weight.

Furthermore, Fernando and Fernando were brothers; Fernando's death naturally ignited the fierce spirit within Fernando. Ninth-level Dragon Knights were not easy opponents, let alone a whole group of them.

Chen Feng knew his limits and dared not charge into the crowd. Last time, with the help of the Ice Rock Direwolves on the ground, and because the group of Dragon Knights was severely shaken by seeing their Wyvern struck from the sky, they suffered too great a psychological blow, which allowed Chen Feng and the others to eliminate them so easily.

Now, these Ninth-level Dragon Knights were brimming with fighting intent; carelessness was out of the question! Seeing only one person charge, Chen Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If they had all rushed him at once, he truly wouldn't have known how to handle it! The ice platform was small.

The Red-Robed Man, Luobo, Xiaohu, Chen Feng, and the Dragon Knight stood on separate sides. Fernando's wild sprint brought him before Chen Feng in the blink of an eye.

With a "snap," the battle aura beneath Fernando’s feet instantly erupted, the powerful airflow spinning rapidly along the ground, accelerating him instantly. "Die!" Fernando roared.

Battle aura surged down his arm, the rapidly moving air causing his clothes to whip and snap. Seeing this punch coming, Chen Feng’s eyes narrowed.

Spencer, a peak Ninth-level Dragon Knight, seemed no more formidable than this in his eyes. That had led him to mistakenly believe that the strength of Ninth-level Dragon Knights was nothing special.

He hadn't expected this fellow named Fernando to unleash such a mighty punch! In reality, in a true fight, Spencer might not lose to Fernando; he might even have a greater chance of winning.

This was because Spencer’s battle aura attribute was Wind, favoring speed, whereas Fernando’s was Earth, favoring strength! The Wind attribute held a significant advantage in one-on-one combat.

However, this advantage vanished completely when facing Chen Feng, who possessed the Phantom Crane Steps skill. Thus, the powerful Spencer actually seemed weaker to Chen Feng than Fernando.

Moreover, Chen Feng possessed the Blazing Dragon bloodline within him, and his specialty was the Grass-Type Fist, which was saturated with fire energy. How could fighting on the Profound Ice Platform using fire-attribute energy not severely diminish his effectiveness?

The current Chen Feng could only exert about eighty percent of his usual strength; with the give-and-take of power, he naturally felt that Spencer was far inferior to the opponent before him. Seeing the punch arrive with fierce momentum, seemingly carrying an indomitable will, Chen Feng dared not meet it head-on.

His body flickered, activating the Phantom Crane Steps, and he narrowly evaded the blow. In return, he slapped out toward Fernando’s shoulder!

Although this palm strike was casual, it contained the power of the vortex, and its force should not be underestimated. However, Fernando seemed blinded by rage, appearing utterly unconcerned with life or death.

Ignoring the incoming strike, he pressed forward and threw another punch. This punch followed the fierce assault of the previous one, carrying a heavy, earth-attribute energy straight toward Chen Feng’s armpit!

Even if Chen Feng’s palm strike landed on the opponent’s shoulder, the opponent’s fierce punch would surely land on his own body! It was a strategy aiming for mutual destruction!

"Hmph!" Chen Feng snorted coldly. The opponent was resolved to die, but Chen Feng was no pushover to be bullied at will!

He swiftly retracted his palm, and the vortex energy from his Dan Tian surged upward, instantly traveling along the meridians of his arm to his hand! He slapped out at Fernando’s massive incoming fist!

This slap wasn't a direct collision but rather used skillful leverage to strike the side of the fist! A crisp "smack" echoed.

Chen Feng used the momentum to retreat two steps. Although he struck the side, the opponent’s fist technique was too overwhelmingly strong, and Chen Feng still suffered a hidden loss.

However, Fernando fared far worse. The bones in his right fist, where Chen Feng struck, were pulverized into dust, and the flesh emitted a scorched smell!

In their very first exchange, Fernando had lost the use of his right hand! "Ah..." he roared in fury, about to charge again, but the sound cut off abruptly halfway through!

With eyes full of rage and unwillingness, Fernando collapsed heavily! Xiaohu's right claw was deeply embedded in his back, killing him instantly!

Less than five seconds had passed since Fernando charged forward before he was dead on the spot! "Fernando..." A wave of sorrow swept over the Dragon Knights, simultaneously their eyes, fixed on Chen Feng and Xiaohu, filled with hatred!

"Kill him!" The leader, clearly unprepared for this outcome, spat out viciously! Every Dragon Knight possessed a strong spirit; otherwise, they wouldn't have Wyverns with draconic bloodlines willingly serving as their mounts.

To be caught off guard and lose two men in succession—how could they suppress their anger! The leader's command clearly aligned with the sentiment of the group.

The remaining dozen or so Dragon Knights suddenly surged forward, instantly surrounding Xiaohu and Chen Feng! Chen Feng, with his mid-stage Sixth-level Fighter strength combined with the Fist King techniques and vortex energy, could only contend with a peak Ninth-level Fighter.

To defeat over a dozen Ninth-level Dragon Knights was absolutely impossible! Xiaohu, as a high-level Illusory Demon Beast, currently possessed the cultivation of an Eighth-level Fighter, allowing him to match only one Ninth-level Dragon Knight.

The man and the tiger were instantly caught in a desperate plight! Yet, facing so many experts surrounding him, Chen Feng felt no tension; instead, his fighting spirit soared.

The vortex spun madly within his body, seemingly sensing his intense yearning for battle. The Fist King skills seemed born for combat.

Suddenly, crackling flames burst forth from Chen Feng’s body! The profound ice on the ground actually began to melt under the scorching heat of the flames!

Sensing the flames emanating from Chen Feng, the Red-Robed Man’s face showed sheer astonishment! "This...

this is... how is this possible!" Others might not know the extreme coldness of the Profound Ice, but the Red-Robed Man, being of the Profound Ice attribute, knew it intimately!

Forget fire; even magma couldn't melt Profound Ice, yet the battle aura radiating from the surface of this boy, who looked barely in his teens, could melt it. This left him utterly speechless with shock!

Remember, as a Divine Beast, he had lived for no less than ten thousand years and had seen countless things, but such bizarre battle aura was truly a first. Battle aura capable of melting Profound Ice—did that mean it was the nemesis of his Qilin Divine Beast?

But how could an ordinary person command such immense flames? Furthermore, how could a human survive such intense heat!

The Red-Robed Man was filled with confusion, and at the same time, filled with awe for Chen Feng! ps:** is coming soon, I hope to receive everyone's recommendation and support!!