Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"roll!"

Faced with the blood-red figure lunging at him, Lu Feng frowned slightly and immediately unleashed another Gara Fist Force, mixed with fierce Yuan Power.

Boom! Whoosh...!

Gara's fist force pierced through the air like a meteor falling to the ground, but it failed to stop the blood-red figure. Instead, it was swallowed whole by the figure, whose eyes gleamed even more fiercely!

"This thing can even devour elemental energy?"

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes.

After all, once the physical body is cultivated to a certain level, it is indeed possible to withstand the impact of martial arts techniques and Yuan energy, but swallowing Yuan energy whole is such an extreme and ruthless act that this is the first time he has ever seen it!

Moreover, the dantian is one of the weakest areas in the human body. If an ordinary martial artist does this, it is almost tantamount to suicide!

"Gurgle...!"

After swallowing the force of Gara's fist, the blood-red figure turned around and attacked Lu Feng again, as if the opponent's attack was providing it with energy, and it was not affected at all!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"You surnamed Lu, my Blood Spirit Soul can not only devour Yuan Power, but it can even devour the life force and flesh of a human body, and it will only grow stronger with each passing moment! You're dead...!"

With a wild and arrogant laugh, Yun Ting's face was full of madness and pride, as if he was certain of victory in this battle, while Lu Feng on the other side was already a corpse!

"Get stronger by absorbing elemental energy and flesh? Hmph, nothing special..."

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, then withdrew his Yuan Power, while simultaneously twisting his neck and bones, seemingly preparing to change his fighting style. "These mere unorthodox methods are no match for me!"

"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted!"

Seeing Lu Feng's composed expression, completely disregarding him, Yun Ting's anger flared even more. He flew into a rage and once again manipulated the Blood Spirit Soul to attack Lu Feng, shouting, "Blood Spirit Soul, devour this brat!"

Ugh...!

Faced with Yun Ting's order, the blood-red figure, like a loyal soldier who was not afraid of death, immediately rushed forward with a strange cry, without the slightest hesitation or fear!

"Well done!"

The crisis struck again, but this time Lu Feng did not retreat, nor did he use any martial arts or Yuan power. He simply raised his hand and punched the blood-red figure in the left chest, a vital spot!

Boom!

In an instant, Lu Feng's fist slammed into the blood-red figure's left chest, sending the latter flying with a single punch, splattering blood everywhere and staining the ground red!

"What?!"

Seeing that Lu Feng not only abandoned his Yuan Power and martial arts, but also smashed the blood-red figure formed by the Blood Spirit Soul with a single punch, Yun Ting was stunned and shocked, and stood there dumbfounded!

"This child actually withstood the attack of the Blood Spirit Soul with just his physical strength!"

"How is this possible...?!"

It should be noted that his Blood Spirit Soul is not only one of the rarest spirit souls, but also has considerable destructive power. Even Yun Wu Hui, the former number one expert of Fengbo Tower, did not dare to confront it head-on!

However, the blood-red figure formed from the Blood Spirit Soul was actually sent flying by a single punch from Lu Feng, a mere fifth-level Spirit Soul Realm martial artist? Yun Ting was naturally shocked and couldn't believe it!

Ugh...!

The blood-red figure was sent flying by Lu Feng's punch. He only let out a strange cry of pain, but he did not fall down. Instead, his eyes flashed even more fiercely, and he lunged forward again, as if he had been completely enraged!

"court death!"

Seeing the blood-red figure attack again, Lu Feng didn't get angry but laughed instead. He threw another punch with his backhand, still standing in place, without any intention of dodging!

Boom! Crack...!

A loud, resounding impact echoed as the blood-red figure was sent flying backward before crashing heavily to the ground. At the same time, a sharp fang shattered instantly, a far cry from its previous swagger.

On the other hand, Lu Feng remained standing in the same spot, completely unharmed, without even a scratch!

"Tch! You think you can eat your grandpa Lu? I'm afraid your grandson doesn't have that kind of teeth...!"

Lu Feng twisted his neck again, glanced at the blood-red figure opposite him, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Indeed, this blood-red figure can not only devour Yuan energy, but also is immune to most martial arts attacks, making it difficult for ordinary Spirit Soul Realm martial artists to deal with!

However, this had no effect on Lu Feng, because he had already cultivated the Nirvana Sutra of Gara to the tenth level of perfection, and his physical strength was comparable to that of a Xuan-grade magic weapon, and his physical defense was almost as solid as a rock!

Therefore, even if Lu Feng stood still, even if he stretched his neck and put it to the mouth of the blood-red figure, the other party would not be able to bite him, and might even break a tooth!

Whoosh...!

The blood-red figure struggled to its feet, and its body, which had been condensed with murderous aura, gradually became transparent. The next moment, it shattered and vanished on the spot, turning into a pile of strange black blood. It seemed that after being severely injured by Lu Feng's punch, its power was completely exhausted!

"Pfft...!"

The moment the blood-red figure shattered and vanished, Yun Ting, who was not far away, also turned pale, then coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground. His Yuan energy also dropped rapidly, and he seemed to become even weaker!

"Damn it!"

Yun Ting's face was pale, and his expression was grim. "Just how many hidden opportunities and secrets does this boy possess...?! Even the Blood Spirit Soul couldn't do anything to him?!"

Although he is not currently suffering fatal injuries, the Blood Spirit Soul is, after all, his natal spirit soul, and is almost entirely of the same origin as him.

Therefore, now that the power of the Blood Spirit Soul has been exhausted, Yun Ting himself has naturally been greatly affected!

"Young Master!"

"I'm late, are you alright?!"

Just as Yun Ting coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, several assassins from Fengbo Tower rushed out from the side and landed beside him. They were none other than Wen Cai and the others who had narrowly escaped earlier.

"These guys are still alive?"

Lu Feng was taken aback when he saw Wen Cai and the others suddenly appear.

When they broke through the enemy lines, he thought Wen Cai and the others had already died in the chaos of battle, but he didn't expect that these lackeys were so lucky to survive.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, Zhengying?"

Seeing Wen Cai and the others arrive late, Yun Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, then a cold glint flashed in his gaze. "Heh, you've come at the perfect time. This young master just needs your help..."

"As long as I can serve my young master, I would gladly go through fire and water, even unto death..."

Before Wen Cai could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

"Young Master?!"

"Why did you...!"

Yun Ting raised his hand and pierced Wen Cai's chest with a claw, causing blood to gush out instantly. The latter was also pale-faced and full of disbelief, as if he could never have imagined that the other party would kill him so ruthlessly!

boom..!

Ignoring Wen Cai's horror and fear, Yun Ting unleashed another burst of fierce Yuan power from his palm, instantly killing him and turning him into a pile of blood foam!

"Young master, spare my life!"

"Ah...! Ah...!"

Seeing this, Qiu Sheng and Zheng Ying were instantly terrified and immediately turned to run away, but they were ultimately unable to escape Yun Ting's grasp and died, turning into a horrifying pool of blood!

"Heh, it's your good fortune, you servants, to be chosen as my men..."

With a single palm strike, Yun Ting killed Wen Cai and the others. He then summoned his Blood Spirit Soul once more, absorbing the blood and gore from the corpses on the ground. His face remained cold and ruthless. "Moreover, you will not have died in vain... This is another form of loyalty!"