Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Huh? Are you talking to me?"

Lu Feng glanced at Sun Chuanxiong as well, his expression indifferent. He simply spread his hands outwards and said, "Sorry, I'm not used to talking to ants, especially those ants that are courting death..."

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you be so disrespectful to the Holy Sect and Chief Sun!"

Seeing that Lu Feng not only spoke arrogantly but also showed no regard for the Wusheng Sect, a member of the Wusheng Sect next to him was also furious and immediately swung his knife at Lu Feng.

"Dragon's Breath!"

Faced with the sudden attack from this member of the Wusheng Cult, Lu Feng did not even raise his head, but simply raised his hand and made a sword finger gesture from a distance.

tumultuous!

A massive surge of fierce Yuan energy erupted, transforming into an incomparably powerful and scorching spiritual flame. It instantly engulfed the Wusheng Sect member opposite them, turning him into a charred corpse in just a few breaths, his death extremely gruesome!

Annihilate them in one move!

And they were completely powerless to fight back!

Upon seeing this scene, the Wusheng Sect warriors who had been eyeing him with predatory intent all around couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, and their eyes were filled with astonishment and shock as they looked at Lu Feng opposite them.

After all, the Wusheng Sect martial artist who just attacked Lu Feng was not weak. His Yuan Power cultivation was neither high nor low, and he had already stepped into the sixth level of the Condensation Yuan Realm, which was similar to Zhang Huchen, the squad leader who led the massacre of Lychee Village in the past.

However, even so, the opponent couldn't withstand a single move from Lu Feng!

It is clear that Lu Feng's strength is far more than it appears on the surface!

"This surge of Yuan energy is... the seventh level of the Meridian Opening Realm?"

Not far away, Sun Chuanxiong also narrowed his eyes, a solemn expression appearing on his fierce face. He seemed to have also realized that Lu Feng's strength was extraordinary and that he was not someone that an ordinary Qi Condensation Realm martial artist could contend with.

"Hmph, Zhang Huchen and the others really did die at your hands, brat...!"

Sun Chuanxiong crossed his arms, his sharp, piercing gaze sweeping over Lu Feng once more. His tone grew increasingly cold and harsh, "You little brat, you have some nerve! Not only did you murder a follower of the Holy Church, but you also dared to obstruct the Holy Church's revival! I will not forgive you today...!"

"So what?"

Faced with Sun Chuanxiong's threat, Lu Feng merely chuckled, his face remaining calm and composed, showing no fear whatsoever. "You bunch of demonic cult members have been committing all sorts of evil deeds, forcing women into prostitution. Today, I'll wipe you all out, which can be considered acting on behalf of Heaven, a truly meritorious deed!"

"You little brat, you've got guts!"

Seeing Lu Feng surrounded yet still daring to spout nonsense, Sun Chuanxiong's brows furrowed, his face contorted with rage. He roared again, "If I don't tear you to pieces today, I'm not worthy of being a follower of the Holy Church!"

"Wu Laoliu, Li Xiaohu, Fang Daneng...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Chuanxiong waved his hand again, his voice booming like thunder.

"Master Sun..."

The next moment, several black figures leaped from behind and landed in front of Sun Chuanxiong.

These people all looked bewildered, their faces ashen, as if their energy had been drained. They knelt on one knee with their bodies hunched over, bowing to Sun Chuanxiong, seemingly also followers of the Wusheng Sect.

"Something's off about the elemental energy emanating from these guys..."

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng also frowned slightly, and his eyes narrowed again.

Although Wu Laoliu and the others in front of them were also followers of the Wusheng Sect, they did not wear red headscarves on their heads, nor did they have wooden tokens around their waists, suggesting that they had only recently joined the Wusheng Sect.

In addition, the Yuan energy aura emanating from these individuals was also somewhat strange and unpredictable. Unlike the thick and condensed energy of ordinary martial artists, it was chaotic and unstable, and at the same time, it was filled with an extremely cold and violent aura.

"Aren't you the ones who hate these tyrannical martial artists and rogue cultivators the most? Now is the perfect time for your revenge!"

Pointing a finger at Lu Feng opposite him, Sun Chuanxiong smirked and said in a low voice, "If you can kill this brat, you'll officially pass the initiation test and be appointed as squad leaders!"

"Yes, Chief Sun...!"

Faced with Sun Chuanxiong's order, Wu Laoliu and the others did not hesitate at all. They immediately rushed towards Lu Feng on the opposite side, their eyes filled with blood red, revealing their killing intent!

"Dragon's Assault!"

Faced with the sudden attack from Wu Laoliu and others, Lu Feng did not retreat or dodge. Instead, he unleashed his Yuan Power, which transformed into a layer of blood-red dragon scale armor, and simultaneously threw a punch from a distance.

Boom!

A deafening explosion of Yuan energy rang out, and the next moment, Lu Feng, Wu Laoliu, and the others were all forced back, landing on the side at the back, seemingly indicating that the battle had ended in a draw.

Click...!

His figure landed steadily, and the next moment, numerous spiderweb-like cracks appeared on Lu Feng's dragon scale armor, which then crumbled inch by inch, causing him to shudder.

"Could it be that these guys are all at least at the Meridian Opening Realm...?"

Looking at his tattered dragon scale armor, Lu Feng frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes. "Something's not right! Their Yuan Power level is indeed only at the Condensation Realm. What's going on...?"

Although he did not use his full strength just now, only half of his power, ordinary martial artists below the Qi Opening Realm could not break Lu Feng's Dragon Defense at all!

As for Wu Laoliu and the others in front of them, although their cultivation was not weak, they had not yet entered the Opening Meridian Realm, and were only around the eighth level of the Condensation Realm.

Therefore, Lu Feng was naturally puzzled when he saw that Wu Laoliu and others, with only the Yuan Power cultivation of the eighth level of the Condensation Realm, could unleash a powerful strength comparable to that of a Master of the Opening Meridian Realm.

"Kid, die!"

"Anyone who dares to obstruct the great cause of the Holy Church shall die without mercy!"

Just as Lu Feng was filled with doubt, Li Xiaohu and Fang Daneng flew over and surrounded him from the left and right, forming a horn-like formation!

"Dragon's Breath!"

Faced with the two attacking him, Lu Feng's gaze turned slightly cold. He then unleashed another sword-finger strike from a distance, and the surging Yuan Power transformed into blazing spiritual flames, instantly engulfing Li Xiaohu. The flames sizzled and burned like steel in a raging fire.

"Aaaaaah...!"

His entire body was engulfed by the scorching spiritual flames. Li Xiaohu let out a fierce and unwilling roar before his body crashed to the ground.

"You bunch of martial artists deserve to die...! You deserve to die...!"

The skin and flesh on Li Xiaohu's body were almost instantly evaporated by the scorching spiritual flames, yet he continued to struggle until he finally stopped moving after several dozen breaths.

"Those guys, with only the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm cultivation, were able to withstand the 'dragon's breath' for dozens of seconds before turning to ashes. There's definitely something wrong with them..."

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng's pupils contracted slightly, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.

Because, with his current strength and cultivation, if he were to go all out, even a martial artist of the same level in the Opening Meridian Realm wouldn't be able to withstand the dragon's breath for even a second!

Li Xiaohu was only at the eighth level of the Condensation Realm, yet he was able to withstand the dragon's breath for dozens of seconds before dying. It has to be said that this was indeed quite strange and suspicious!

"kill!"

"Kill him!"

After Li Xiaohu died, Wu Laoliu and Fang Daneng, who were standing nearby, let out an angry roar and rushed towards Lu Feng again. It seemed that at this moment, they only had endless hatred in their hearts and no fear at all.

"Although I don't know why you harbor such intense hatred, since you've chosen to collude with the demonic cult, then death is your destiny...!"

Seeing Wu Laoliu and Fang Daneng leaping towards him, Lu Feng merely snorted coldly, and immediately unleashed his full Yuan Power, simultaneously unleashing a powerful Garuda Fist from afar.

Tweet!

A sharp, piercing cry of an eagle-like beast rang out, and immediately Gara's fist force tore through the air, carrying with it a golden-feathered eagle-like phantom. In an instant, it shattered the protective Yuan energy of Wu Laoliu and Fang Daneng, and finally slammed into their vital chests, causing blood and flesh to splatter everywhere!

puff!

With their chests severely injured, Wu Laoliu and Fang Daneng both coughed up blood and staggered backward, collapsing to the ground like shattered sacks, their breaths completely gone, clearly dead!

"He's dead already?"

Not far away, seeing Wu Laoliu and the others all die at Lu Feng's hands in less than a quarter of an hour, Sun Chuanxiong, who was watching the battle, frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure on his face. "Damn it! These drug slaves are too weak..."

"Protector Liao once mentioned that even ordinary mortals, by consuming the Holy Sect's 'Life-Defying Elixir' for a long period, can undergo a complete transformation and become fearless in the face of death...!"

"Hmph! Wu Laoliu and his gang of good-for-nothings are truly hopeless. Even after consuming so many 'life-defying elixirs,' they still couldn't last a quarter of an hour against this brat of unknown origin. They're simply wasting my time..."

Thinking of this, Sun Chuanxiong glanced at Lu Feng not far away, then a fierce glint appeared in his eyes. "Although Wu Laoliu and the others are useless, if I can capture this brat alive and then hand him over to Protector Liao to be refined into a 'medicine slave,' I'll have accomplished a great feat..."