61: Chapter 61 finished, that's all.

Zhang Haofeng was indeed too shocked; for a moment, he suspected this was his own illusion.

This also caused him to be stunned for a moment.

However, his combat experience was extremely rich, having wandered on the edge of life and death several times.

Facing the incoming longsword, he instinctively retreated.

He barely avoided this sword strike.

His movement technique had indeed reached the pinnacle; in an instant, he had retreated dozens of meters.

Ye Mo did not pursue the victory; he could see that Zhang Haofeng's speed was not slower than his own. If Zhang Haofeng wanted to escape, he might not be able to catch up.

Of course, the most important thing was that although the Spiritual Artifact sword had broken Zhang Haofeng's Zhan Yin, the Spiritual Artifact sword itself had actually developed a crack.

This crack was very small, but a Spiritual Artifact with a crack would have its power greatly reduced.

The reason why the Spiritual Artifact sword was damaged by a Mortal Weapon was mainly because this Spiritual Artifact itself was of a relatively low grade and had also been used in many battles.

But even so, it was enough to show that Zhang Haofeng's Zhan Yin was indeed quite good.

"Cheating, it's absolutely cheating; there is something wrong with that sword."

Seeing this result, a fan seemed even more excited than Zhang Haofeng.

"That's right, Zhan Yin cuts iron like mud; how could it break in one blow? This Ye Mo is so shameless to actually tamper with the sword."

"Hmph, it was a waste for Brother Feng to openly challenge him, I didn't expect this person to be so despicable."

...The crowd did not believe this result and denounced Ye Mo one after another.

Even Director Song Bowen and Captain Hao Xing frowned.

Obviously, they hadn't expected this either.

Ye Mo had only used his sword to block; the two swords hadn't even truly clashed.

"Captain Hao, what is going on here? Zhan Yin couldn't possibly be this weak, right?"

Director Song Bowen looked puzzled.

"I can't tell for now, but that sword of Ye Mo's is definitely not a common item."

Captain Hao Xing shook his head.

The Shadow Flow Sword Technique that Zhang Haofeng just displayed carried a powerful Sword Intent.

By all logic, even if Ye Mo blocked it, it shouldn't be possible to break the opponent's sword.

Unless Ye Mo possessed Innate strength, only under the influence of Innate True Qi would there be a slight possibility.

"Your fans really know how to make excuses for you. Fine, let's do this: from now on, neither of us will use swords."

The Spiritual Artifact sword was damaged, and it would likely be difficult to kill Zhang Haofeng with it, so Ye Mo directly sheathed the sword at his waist.

"No need."

Zhang Haofeng adjusted his mindset, his face recovering its previous confidence. "You are quite good. Among the many Martial Artists I have met, you are the first one to make me take things seriously."

Although Zhang Haofeng's sword technique was powerful, what he was most proud of was his formidable body.

He could achieve invulnerability to blades and guns, which was also the foundation of his remaining undefeated in battles.

Even if he encountered an Innate, he was confident that even if he couldn't win, he could still leave calmly.

After speaking, he clenched his hands, and the clothes on his upper body instantly tore apart.

His bronze-colored skin was directly exposed to the cold air.

"Is this... Golden Bell Shield at Major Achievement?" Director Song Bowen's eyes widened slightly.

"It's not Golden Bell Shield; this is the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art, the third Realm. Ordinary bullets cannot even shake his skin."

Captain Hao Xing pondered.

Facing this Realm, even Captain Hao Xing did not have the confidence to break through Zhang Haofeng's defense.

Even Ye Mo frowned slightly.

Although he had heard from Liao Qing that Zhang Haofeng's body was very formidable, seeing it with his own eyes, Ye Mo was still somewhat surprised.

Judging from the physique Zhang Haofeng displayed, the opponent had clearly reached the first Realm of a Body Cultivator.

A first-level Body Cultivator, if it were in the Water Moon Realm, would be nothing much.

Generally speaking, it is very difficult for a Body Cultivator to defeat a Cultivator, as Cultivators have many methods.

But now it was on Blue Star, and Ye Mo could not easily use the Fireball Technique. Moreover, the current Spiritual Artifact sword would likely find it hard to break through Zhang Haofeng's defense.

Just as Ye Mo was thinking of a countermeasure, Zhang Haofeng launched an attack first.

His movements were very simple; he clenched his fists and attacked Ye Mo directly.

Because Zhang Haofeng's movement technique was extremely strong and his punching speed was extremely fast, Ye Mo could only choose to dodge.

The battle instantly showed a one-sided trend.

At this moment, Zhang Haofeng's fans cheered one after another, as if they would see Ye Mo being hit by a punch in the next moment.

Liao Qing and the others were also extremely nervous.

Captain Yang Ding was so angry he shouted: "Ye Mo, take your sword!"

Ye Mo, however, remained unmoved. He was still very confident; under his Divine Sense, it was unlikely that Zhang Haofeng would be able to hit him.

Ye Mo had originally intended to wait for Zhang Haofeng to expend some energy before making a move.

Therefore, he had not made a move the whole time.

However, Zhang Haofeng had thrown hundreds of punches in a row without showing any signs of fatigue. Clearly, both his Internal Energy and physical stamina were very abundant.

"It seems I must finish this quickly."

Ye Mo felt that continuing to fight like this had little meaning.

So, with a thought, a Golden Light Talisman appeared on his chest. Because it was covered by his clothes, no one saw it.

Then, Ye Mo no longer dodged; he also clenched his fist and smashed it toward Zhang Haofeng's chest.

"This, why is he acting foolish again???" Director Song Bowen really couldn't understand what Ye Mo was doing.

"He is simply courting death; this time I must intervene!"

Captain Hao Xing had seen that Ye Mo could dodge Zhang Haofeng's attacks every time, thinking that even if Ye Mo was eventually defeated, he shouldn't be in any life-threatening danger.

But he never expected that Ye Mo would just stand there and try to go head-to-head with Zhang Haofeng.

This was clearly brain-dead behavior.

At this moment, Zhang Haofeng's fans were somewhat excited, taking out their phones to record the final, exciting moment.

Liao Qing and the others had already rushed onto the small island...

Even Zhang Haofeng felt that after this punch of his, the battle should be over.

"This battle has exceeded my expectations. The previous moment of life and death has deepened my insights; I should be able to reach a Breakthrough to Innate before long..."

Zhang Haofeng thought to himself.

Immediately after, he smashed a punch toward Ye Mo's chest, choosing to ignore Ye Mo's fist entirely.

Boom—

Just as Zhang Haofeng hit Ye Mo's chest, Ye Mo's body suddenly flashed with countless golden lights.

Ye Mo did not budge.

The corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The next moment, a talisman appeared on his fist. His fist, carrying the talisman, struck Zhang Haofeng's chest.

Then, Ye Mo leaped high.

In the air, the Spiritual Artifact sword reappeared. He held the hilt with both hands and slashed toward Zhang Haofeng.

Zhang Haofeng was hit by Ye Mo, and he also did not budge.

He looked at the talisman on his chest, confused.

The next moment, with a boom.

The Fireball Talisman exploded.

Zhang Haofeng's chest seemed to be burning.

A hole the size of a fist quickly appeared on his chest.

However, before any pain could strike.

The Spiritual Artifact sword slashed down from the top of his head, with the force of splitting bamboo, cleaving him in two.

"Sigh, I'm still waiting for Linlin to give birth to the child. When the time comes, my Divine Sense will be enhanced, and I will be able to control the sword remotely; killing won't be this troublesome anymore..."

Ye Mo wiped his sword, not even looking at Zhang Haofeng. He sheathed the Spiritual Artifact sword at his waist, then waved to Liao Qing, who had just arrived on the island: "Let's go, time to call it a day; we'll be back just in time for lunch."