Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Even if you possess extraordinary abilities, you will perish here today after being bitten by my venomous spirit!"

With another cold laugh, Jin Tianbi's Yuan Power surged in the next moment, and at the same time, he struck Lu Feng across the distance with a palm strike, its momentum unstoppable!

Ugh!

Just as Jin Tianbi was pressing his advantage, the poisonous spirit beside him seemed to have received a command and lunged at Lu Feng, stirring up wisps of eerie green poisonous mist that made people feel apprehensive.

The poisonous fog was extremely potent, and it was almost impossible for martial artists below the Meridian Opening Realm to withstand it. Although Lu Feng had the protection of the Gara Nirvana Sutra, he did not dare to confront it head-on with his physical body and could only avoid its sharp edge!

"Galo splits the mountain!"

The Yuan Power in his Dantian rapidly gathered in the center of his right fist. Lu Feng then threw a punch forward with all his might, which instantly burst forth as several streams of Garuda Fist Force, dispersing the incoming eerie green poisonous mist into nothingness.

"A sixth-grade martial art?"

Kim Cheon-pil's eyes narrowed, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Clearly, Lu Feng did not reveal his full strength in his recent exchange with Zhang Shuang.

"break!"

Clang clang clang...!

With a punch that dispersed the surrounding poisonous mist, Lu Feng's attack had not subsided when he thrust out with his backhand. The Bloodthirsty Spear danced up and down in the air like a blood-red serpent, barely forcing Jin Tianbi's attack back.

Rumble

Another deafening roar followed, and Lu Feng's figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string, finally crashing to the ground in a disheveled state, leaving behind a bottomless human-shaped crater.

"Cough cough cough...!"

"Damn it! An eighth-level Qi Refining Realm cultivator is indeed difficult to deal with..."

Despite the excruciating pain coursing through his body, Lu Feng struggled to his feet again, then slowly wiped away a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Although he managed to withstand Jin Tianbi's palm strike with the help of the fourth-grade spiritual treasure, the Bloodthirsty Spear, and the protection of the Gara Nirvana Sutra, it would undoubtedly be extremely difficult for him to turn the tables and kill his opponent in this battle!

After all, Lu Feng had only recently broken through to the first level of the Meridian Opening Realm, while Jin Tianbi on the other side was a veteran expert at the eighth level of the Meridian Opening Realm, whose strength was incomparable to Zhang Shuang and the others.

Besides, even now, Jin Tianbi has not used his full strength, and Lu Feng is well aware of this.

Because the difference in realm between martial artists in the Opening Meridian Realm is like a chasm between heaven and earth, not to mention that Jin Tianbi has completely crushed him by seven minor realms. If the other party really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have dragged it out until now!

"You little bastard, it seems you do have some skill. Even if Shuangmei hadn't been careless and underestimated her at first, she would still be no match for you."

Seeing Lu Feng climb out of the pit again, Jin Tianbi did not pursue him. Instead, he raised his hand and flicked it again, summoning the Poison Spirit back to his side.

This scene seemed to confirm Lu Feng's prediction; he hadn't used his full strength and was still handling the situation with ease.

"So those moves that bastard just made were indeed a test..."

Seeing Jin Tianbi scrutinizing him like a cat toying with a mouse, his eyes full of disdain, Lu Feng couldn't help but clench his fists secretly, his face showing fear.

After all, his opponent hadn't even used their full strength, yet he had almost exhausted all his trump cards and still hadn't gained any advantage, remaining at a disadvantage throughout.

"If this is all you've got, then you might as well leave your life behind!"

Seeing Lu Feng remain silent, Jin Tianbi no longer held back and immediately unleashed all his Yuan Power, releasing a terrifying aura of pressure outwards.

"So this bastard's finally getting serious...!"

Sensing the terrifying aura coming from all directions, Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The aura emanating from Jin Tianbi was so powerful that it almost made him breathless. If it weren't for the protection of the Nirvana Sutra and his physical strength being far superior to that of ordinary martial artists of the same level, he would most likely have been so shocked by this aura that he would have coughed up blood!

"Blood Wolf Seven Kill Blade!"

After probing Lu Feng's strength, Jin Tianbi didn't waste any more words. He immediately took out a bronze tool shaped like a ruler from his fingertip ring, and then used the ruler as a knife to chop down on Lu Feng's head!

Roar!Roar!Roar!

A large amount of Yuan energy covered the bronze ruler, then burst out and transformed into seven blood-red blade beams, interspersed with the angry howls of wolf heads, emitting bursts of roars. It seemed to be a martial art with considerable power, no weaker than Lu Feng's Gara Mountain Splitting!

"Dragon's Breath!"

Seeing Jin Tianbi attack again, Lu Feng dared not be negligent in the slightest. Immediately, his right hand transformed into a sword finger, and a surge of Yuan Power burst forth, which then transformed into more than a dozen blazing spiritual flames, meeting the attack head-on!

As the saying goes, cowardice means certain death, while battle means survival!

Although there was a huge gap in strength between him and Jin Tianbi, Lu Feng knew in his heart that if he continued to drag things out, he would still have a glimmer of hope, but if he backed down, he would surely die!

...

"Oh no, they've started fighting again!"

"Shopkeeper, what should we do?"

"Should we just run away? We can't afford to mess with either of these two...!"

Beside the inn, Jin Tianbi and Lu Feng were once again locked in a fierce battle, while the innkeeper and several gray-clad servants were also in disarray, their faces filled with fear.

After all, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

They are just ordinary mortals, and they haven't even condensed their Yuan Power seeds yet. If they get involved in this battle of martial artists, they will surely die!

"Shut up! What are you running for? What are you going to do with all this smashed furniture, all my belongings, and the inn?!"

Seeing his servants all trying to flee for their lives, the shopkeeper glared angrily and then shouted, "I don't care if these martial arts cultivators fight on my turf, but whoever wins has to pay me back the original price, or I'll suffer a huge loss!"

"Shopkeeper, but we..."

One of the servants in gray robes tried to offer some advice, but the next moment the Poison Spirit suddenly attacked from behind and devoured him.

"Waaaaah...!"

His entire head was devoured by the poisonous spirit. The gray-clad servant clutched his neck and struggled frantically, trying to break free of the restraints. But the next moment, his face turned black, and he collapsed to the ground, clearly having died from the poison!

"What?!"

Upon seeing this, the shopkeeper and the other servants were also shocked. But before they could recover, the Poison Spirit spewed out another cloud of eerie green poisonous mist, which immediately enveloped them.

Swish!

In less than a few breaths, the eerie green poisonous mist spread and exploded, and everyone collapsed to the ground, their faces as black as charcoal and their bodies oozing pus, clearly indicating that they had been poisoned and were beyond saving.

"Kim Cheon-pil, this battle is a feud between the two of us. Indiscriminately killing innocent people will not do you any good, will it?"

Not far away, Lu Feng frowned slightly upon seeing the innkeeper and a group of servants die suddenly from poisoning.

He was not a bloodthirsty person, but Jin Tianbi was clearly very bloodthirsty. Even though these mortals posed no threat to him, he did not intend to let them go.

"A bunch of mortal ants, I might as well kill them to keep them out of my sight. Is there a problem with that?"

Faced with Lu Feng's questioning, Jin Tianbi laughed heartily, then raised his hand to summon back the Poison Spirit. His face was full of mockery, as if he had just killed the innkeeper and others for amusement.