Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"run?"

"Who said I'm running away?"

Lu Feng glanced at Yun Wu Hui, who was relentlessly pursuing them, his expression calm, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "I just want to find you an auspicious burial place, and incidentally, let you die a quick and painless death..."

"How arrogant!"

Seeing that Lu Feng dared to utter such arrogant words even when he was about to die, Yun Wu Hui was also enraged. He immediately swung his precious sword and slashed at the former.

"Well done!"

Lu Feng smiled coldly and charged forward as well, seemingly intending to take Yun Wu Hui's full-force strike head-on!

Clang! Clang!

In an instant, the blade pierced the air, and the Yuan energy raged, producing a crisp and piercing metallic clang.

The next moment, Lu Feng landed on the ground, completely unharmed, with not even a single tear in his clothes, and still full of energy!

"How is this possible?!"

"Could this little beast be a body-refining martial artist...!"

Seeing this, Yun Wu Hui was dumbfounded. His expression was full of shock, and he almost couldn't hold the precious sword in his hand!

It should be noted that Lu Feng not only did not use a single bit of Yuan Power, but also directly withstood his full-force strike with his bare flesh and blood!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Yun Wu Hui wouldn't have believed it even if he were beaten to death!

"Is that all the strength you've got? Trying to tickle me?"

Having withstood Yun Wu Hui's full-force strike head-on, Lu Feng did not press his advantage. Instead, he slightly raised his hand towards his opponent, his tone full of provocation.

"You little beast, don't be so arrogant!"

Faced with Lu Feng's provocation, Yun Wu Hui was also enraged and once again swung his sword at his opponent.

In his view, although Lu Feng's physical strength was extremely powerful, far surpassing most body-refining martial artists, his Yuan Power realm was ultimately too weak, only at the fourth level of the Spirit Soul Realm!

Therefore, as long as this battle continues to drag on, Yun Wu Hui still has an 80% or higher chance of winning!

"Nine-Ring Crescent Blade!"

Yun Wu Hui unleashed a series of slashes with his treasured sword, instantly transforming a vast amount of Yuan energy into countless white sword beams, which overlapped one another, resembling crescent moons emerging from the sky, displaying an astonishing aura!

The blade is like a crescent moon, killing without a trace!

When all nine wheels are unleashed, all living beings perish!

This Nine-Wheel Crescent Blade technique is not only Yun Wu Hui's signature move, but also a powerful ninth-grade martial art!

In addition, once this sword technique is cultivated to the Great Perfection realm, the nine crescent moons will evolve into a true full moon, thus greatly increasing its power and bringing it infinitely close to a Xuan-grade martial art!

"Finally getting serious... Interesting!"

Seeing the nine crescent moons attacking from all directions, eventually transforming into a true full moon of blade light, Lu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous aura appeared.

"The Eight Spirit Seals of Gara!"

Without holding back at all, Lu Feng unleashed his Yuan Power without reservation, which then transformed into eight terrifying, golden-cloud-like giant Yuan Power hands. He was like Venerable Gara descending to earth, his entire body enveloped in golden light.

Although he had already cultivated the Nirvana Sutra of Gara to the tenth level of perfection, and his physical strength was comparable to a low-grade Xuan-level magic weapon, Lu Feng was not an idiot.

Why is he using his trump card instead of his physical strength to withstand Yun Wu Hui's Nine-Wheel Crescent Blade?

Lu Feng would never do something like this, which is all show and no substance. He prefers to defeat his enemy with a single blow!

Rumble...!

In the blink of an eye, the full moon blade light collided fiercely with the giant hand of Yuan energy. The two forces then clashed and intertwined until they finally exploded, creating a deafening roar!

Rumble...!

Inside and outside the palace, the residual force of the Yuan energy impact continued to sweep and rage, causing the ground beneath their feet to tremble incessantly, as if the end of the world had arrived. Lu Feng and Yun Wu Hui's figures were also swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

"Cough cough cough...!"

After an unknown amount of time, as the dust and mist gradually dissipated, a gaunt figure covered in blood and looking disheveled slowly emerged.

The newcomer was not only deathly pale and weak, but also had a large portion of the red lotus imprint on his chest erased, leaving him a bloody mess. He was none other than Yun Wu Hui, the former number one expert of Fengbo Tower and the leader of the Sun-type branch of the Wusheng Sect!

"That little bastard is still alive...!"

"How is that possible?!"

Struggling to keep himself from collapsing, Yun Wu Hui gasped for breath while staring in shock at the still-lingering dust and mist in the distance opposite him.

Amidst the dust and mist, a familiar figure in gray robes stood firm, though his face was pale and his aura of Yuan energy was weak and unstable.

"Tch! As expected of a tenth-level Spirit Soul Realm expert and the leader of the Sun-class branch of the Wusheng Sect. With my current strength and abilities, it will indeed be quite difficult for me to kill him..."

"As for the Hurricane Blade Storm technique, due to its excessive consumption of Yuan energy, it cannot be used frequently in a short period of time..."

"It seems we have no choice but to try using the Heaven-Shielding Pearl..."

Lu Feng slowly tore off his upper robe, revealing a strong, thick, bronze-colored body. At that moment, a resolute look flashed in his eyes.

Although this battle resulted in both him and Yun Wu Hui being severely injured, neither of them could gain the upper hand!

However, Lu Feng still has the "Sky-Covering Pearl" as a trump card, while Yun Wu Hui on the other side has already used up all his trump cards and is at his wit's end!

"Damn it...!"

"How could I possibly lose to this little beast...!"

He also wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Despite his severe injuries, Yun Wu Hui disregarded his anger and immediately channeled his Yuan Power again, taking his natal sword, which was stuck upside down in the ground, into his palm, seemingly preparing for a final desperate fight.

After all, he was the dignified leader of the Sun-type branch of the Wusheng Sect, and his Yuan Power cultivation had reached the tenth level of the Spirit Soul Realm. Even among the experts in the Yun family, his strength was second only to the current family head, Yun Xiaotian!

On the other hand, Lu Feng on the other side was just an unknown junior, and his Yuan Power cultivation was only at the fourth level of the Spirit Soul Realm. Yet, he had been forced into such a desperate situation and almost lost his life!

Thinking of this, Yun Wu Hui was naturally filled with rage and found it hard to accept, feeling as if he had suffered a great humiliation!

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Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield

"Purple Star Overlord Dragon Fist!"

In the midst of the fierce battle, Yun Xiaotian avoided Xu Liancheng's blind spot and unleashed another Purple Dragon Fist, instantly knocking his opponent back with a single punch, spraying blood into the sky!

"Well...!"

Severely injured, Xu Liancheng didn't bother wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He retreated rapidly again, simultaneously using the Hundred Hands Lotus Technique to forcefully suppress the turbulent and violent Yuan Power surging in his dantian.

The Purple Dragon Fist, as its name suggests, is an offensive martial art unique to emperors and overlords. Its power also changes constantly with the user's state of mind, becoming stronger as one advances and weaker as one retreats!

Although Yun Xiaotian has only recently broken through to the first level of the Yuanhai Realm, his strong ambition to become emperor and his increasingly powerful imperial aura have caused the power of the "Ziwei Tyrant Dragon Fist" to increase several times over!

Even with the "Hundred Hands Lotus Technique" protecting him, Xu Liancheng couldn't withstand Yun Xiaotian's relentless attacks. If he were to take a few more punches, he would surely die!

Therefore, this is why Xu Liancheng fought and retreated all the way, not daring to confront Yun Xiaotian head-on!

"Hmph! You think you can get away!"

Seeing Xu Liancheng keep avoiding the fight and retreating, Yun Xiaotian smiled coldly again. He then appeared behind Xu Liancheng in an extremely strange manner and threw a punch with all his might!

Boom! Pfft...!

The Purple Dragon Fist struck through the air and slammed into Xu Liancheng's back, causing him to cough up blood and stagger backward. He finally collapsed to the ground in a sorry state, leaving behind a huge, human-shaped crater!

"Brother Liancheng...!"

Seeing Xu Liancheng cough up blood and fall to the ground, Ren Tianxing, who was watching the battle from the side, also had a sudden change in expression, looking extremely ugly!

After all, he is currently poisoned by the medicine and has lost only one-tenth of his strength, so he is of no help at the moment.

Once Xu Liancheng falls, almost no one among the righteous experts present can stop Yun Xiaotian, not to mention Liao Fusheng, the poison protector of the Wusheng Sect who is still eyeing him covetously!