Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Well done!"

Seeing Zhao Yihu's furious attack, Lu Feng did not retreat; instead, his fighting spirit intensified.

Because the other party was not only the instigator of the Kong family massacre, but also a branch leader of the Wusheng Sect. As long as Zhao Yihu is killed, Lu Feng can not only plunder the wealth of the dead, but also earn 200,000 contribution points after returning to Luoxing Academy to complete the commission!

"Galo splits the mountain!"

All the Yuan Power in his Dantian surged out and gathered in his palms. The next moment, Lu Feng unleashed several Gara Fist Forces from a distance, mixed with the afterimage of the Golden Feathered Eagle Beast. The power was still earth-shattering!

Rumble!

Gara's fist force tore through the air like a falling meteor, and slammed into Zhao Yihu, who was attacking from the opposite side. It stirred up a fierce wind that howled outwards, and dust and smoke rose all around the cliff.

"Hmph, a mere trick!"

Faced with Lu Feng's all-out attack, Zhao Yihu merely snorted coldly, his face still sinister and murderous. He then transformed his palm into a fist and threw it out from a distance. A large amount of fierce Yuan energy instantly condensed into a ferocious giant tiger, like a lifelike monster, which bit straight at the one in front.

Roar! Rumble...!

With a deafening tiger's roar, countless Gara fist energies instantly dissipated and turned into nothingness. As for Zhao Yihu himself, his figure flashed and appeared behind Lu Feng like a ghost.

"not good!"

Sensing the deadly killing intent coming from behind, Lu Feng was also startled and immediately struck out with a backhand palm.

Bang! Crash!

In an instant, fists and palms collided, and Yuan energy raged, stirring up countless clouds of dust. Lu Feng and Zhao Yihu were both forced to retreat until they finally landed on opposite sides of the cliff.

"Cough cough cough...!"

Lu Feng barely managed to keep his body from falling, then slowly wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. "Tch, as expected of a fourth-level Spirit Soul Realm expert. Whether it's the strength of his Yuan Power or his movement speed, he's far superior to Jiang Qingtian and the Heartless Medicine Slave..."

"As expected, with my current Yuan Power cultivation, without using my trump cards like Dragon's Fury and Gara Overturning the Sea, it will still be somewhat difficult to defeat Zhao Yihu head-on..."

"You little bastard, you're dead!"

Not far away, Zhao Yihu also stopped, then stood with his hands behind his back, revealing a ruthless sneer.

Compared to Lu Feng, who looked disheveled, he was not only unharmed, but even the hem of his clothes was not dirty or messy, which clearly showed that he had gained an absolute advantage in the fight just now!

"Really? That's not necessarily true..."

Seeing Zhao Yihu's confident expression, as if he were certain of victory, Lu Feng grinned as well, and immediately released another considerable burst of Yuan energy. "The battle has only just begun... uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Feng felt a sharp, piercing pain in the web of his right hand. His face turned pale, and he immediately knelt down, as if his entire hand bone had suddenly shattered. He was in so much pain that he could not stand up!

Sizzle!

Just as Lu Feng knelt down and refused to get up, a strange black shadow as thin as a thread suddenly emerged from the tiger's mouth of his right hand, splashing a smear of black blood that eventually landed slowly on Zhao Yihu's palm.

Upon closer inspection, the eerie black shadow turned out to be nothing more than a tiny, ugly insect shaped like a bean pod. It was gently fluttering its six golden wings and circling around Zhao Yihu's palm, clearly regarding him as its master.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"You little beast, now that you've been poisoned by my Six-Winged Golden Cicada, do you think you'll still be able to jump around?!"

Seeing Lu Feng instantly poisoned and collapse to the ground, Zhao Yihu also laughed loudly, his expression becoming increasingly arrogant and domineering.

The six-winged cicada in his hand was no ordinary poisonous insect, but a six-winged cicada ranked tenth on the list of evil beasts in the Three Calamities Record.

Although this six-winged golden cicada's bloodline demonic power is average, merely a common low-level earth-rank demonic beast, its tail needle contains deadly poison. Even a martial artist at the third level of the Spirit Soul Realm would be either injured or crippled if accidentally pierced by the poison needle!

As for martial artists below the Spirit Soul Realm, they are even more unable to resist the poison of the Six-Winged Golden Cicada. Even just being hit by it will cause their flesh and bones to turn into a pool of blood on the spot, leaving no trace of their bodies!

"A six-winged golden cicada? So this bastard has a low-ranking demonic pet as an accomplice in addition to his Heartless Medicine Slave. I was careless for a moment..."

Lu Feng glanced at the six-winged golden cicada swirling in Zhao Yihu's palm, and a bead of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. At the same time, his face turned even paler, almost devoid of any color, as if he had been deeply poisoned!

"Pfft...!"

Lu Feng was about to circulate his Yuan Power to neutralize the poison in his body when his throat twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but spit out several mouthfuls of black blood. "Damn it! This wisp of poison can actually ignore my protective Yuan Power and directly invade my heart meridian..."

"Brother Lu!"

"Brother Lu Feng...!"

At this moment, seeing Lu Feng collapse from poisoning, the Kong siblings beside him also cast worried glances, their faces turning pale as well.

After all, if even their opponent falls, then with their limited strength and cultivation, they will be even less able to contend with Zhao Yihu, and their final fate will also be death!

"You little beast, it's all over...!"

Slowly stepping forward to the fallen Lu Feng, Zhao Yihu's lips curled into a cruel smile. "This is the consequence of opposing the Holy Church. Die!"

Swish!

With his right hand bent into a claw shape, Zhao Yihu raised his hand and grabbed at Lu Feng's neck, his eyes filled with murderous intent, as if he intended to snap the latter's neck in one fell swoop.

Thump! Chirp!

Just as Zhao Yihu's right claw was about to snap Lu Feng's neck, the latter suddenly opened his eyes and then raised his hand to throw another punch. The rolling Yuan power transformed into the Gara Fist Force, mixed with a sharp eagle cry, and immediately struck Zhao Yihu's vital chest.

Pfft...!

Suddenly, Zhao Yihu, who was right next to Lu Feng, was unable to dodge. He could only watch helplessly as Lu Feng's fist smashed into his vital chest. He then coughed up blood and staggered backward like a kite with a broken string until he finally collapsed to the ground in a sorry state!

"What's going on?!"

Ignoring the blood covering his body, Zhao Yihu staggered to his feet again. His eyes, now filled with shock as he looked at Lu Feng, were wide with disbelief, as if he'd been possessed. "You little beast! You...you're still alive?! How is this possible?!"

You should know that even a martial artist at the third level of the Spirit Soul Realm might not be able to withstand the poison of the Six-Winged Golden Cicada, while Lu Feng in front of you is only a martial artist at the tenth level of the Meridian Opening Realm. Logically speaking, he should have died long ago and there is no way he could be alive!

Besides, he had just witnessed Lu Feng being poisoned and collapsing with his own eyes, so there was no way he could be wrong!

"Zhao Yihu, you're supposed to be a branch leader of the Wusheng Sect, how come you don't even understand such a simple principle as 'all's fair in war'?"

Faced with Zhao Yihu's shock and disbelief, Lu Feng grinned and said mockingly, "I just deliberately created a weakness, but I didn't expect you, with your pig brain, to fall for it so easily. It seems that even your pig brain, as the leader of the Wusheng Sect, isn't very bright..."

Admittedly, he had just been poisoned by the Six-Winged Golden Cicada, but the Six-Winged Golden Cicada in Zhao Yihu's hand was not a mature form, but only a semi-mature larva. The deadly toxin released by its tail stinger was limited and could not compare with that of a mature Nine-Winged Golden Cicada.

In addition, Lu Feng's cultivation of the Nirvana Sutra has reached the seventh level, and his physical body is comparable to a seventh-grade spiritual treasure. Ordinary poisons can hardly harm him!

Therefore, the poison of the mere six-winged golden cicada could not harm Lu Feng in the slightest. In fact, it would be refined and absorbed by him, becoming nourishment to enhance his dantian's Yuan power!