Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"You guys are such a bunch of opportunistic dogs...!"

Seeing Zhao Mingde and the others submit and call him emperor, Yun Xiaotian also laughed loudly, his face full of arrogance and pride, seemingly enjoying the feeling of being the only one in power and above all others.

"Zhao Mingde! His Majesty treated you well in the past, but now you not only fail to repay his kindness, but you have also turned around and colluded with the Yun family rebels. You have completely lost your conscience and are unworthy of being a subject!"

Han Che, equally furious, glared at Zhao Mingde, who had led the surrender. His brows furrowed, and his whole body trembled; he was clearly enraged as well.

After all, the other party was not only deeply favored by the emperor in the past, but was also the current prime minister and the head of all officials. Now, in front of the Yun family rebels, he slid to his knees at lightning speed, which is simply spineless and heartless!

"Shut up!"

"You old codger, what right do you have to point fingers here?!"

Faced with Han Che's angry rebuke, Zhao Mingde's face darkened, as if someone had touched a sore spot. He immediately bristled, "Brother Yun, now that your divine skills have reached their peak and your strength is unparalleled, you should rightfully rule the world and inherit the Dongyun lineage!"

"Lao Tzu was merely following the will of Heaven; how can that be considered treason or rebellion?"

"You lot! Am I right?"

At this point, Zhao Mingde turned his head again to look at the group of civil and military officials and scions of noble families behind him, his words carrying a subtle threat.

"Yeah yeah!"

"What the Prime Minister says is absolutely right...!"

"We share this view! Now that Dongyun has fallen and the Emperor is incompetent, a new emperor should be established to bring blessings to all people..."

All the civil and military officials and scions of noble families knelt down and kowtowed, then spoke in unison, clearly not daring to disobey Zhao Mingde's words. At this moment, everyone's expression was full of fear and tension.

After all, if they wanted to survive, they only had one way out: to follow Prime Minister Zhao Mingde in his rebellion and then recognize Yun Xiaotian as their new master.

"Heh, interesting..."

Suddenly, a light, amused laugh came from the side.

The next moment, Xu Liancheng heavily braced himself with the green bamboo in his hand, then slowly rose to his feet. "What Lord Zhao said makes sense, but throughout history, those who like to be opportunists have rarely met a good end..."

Xu Liancheng's face was deathly pale and his breath was weak, clearly indicating that his injuries were extremely severe, but his life force had not been completely cut off.

After all, he was a powerful expert at the first level of the Yuanhai Realm. As long as the Yuanhai Qi field in his dantian was still intact, he could keep his life.

This is also the huge gap between Yuanhai Realm experts and Lingpo Realm warriors. Not only are they stronger, but they are also tougher, like cockroaches that can't be killed and are extremely resilient!

"President Xu, I never expected that even on your deathbed, you would still have the leisure to care about my fate..."

Seeing Xu Liancheng also jump out to mock him, Zhao Mingde frowned slightly, then smiled instead of getting angry, "It's a pity you won't see my end, but you, the former president of the Alchemist Guild, will soon have your head rolled and your life will be in danger..."

"President Xu, if you kneel down and kowtow right now, obediently admitting your mistake to Zhao, perhaps Zhao will plead for you before the Emperor and spare your life...!"

Zhao Mingde was arrogant and cocky, displaying the demeanor of a petty person who had achieved his goal, showing no regard for Xu Liancheng, the former president of the Alchemist Guild.

After all, he has now followed Yun Xiaotian, his new master, and is about to rise to prominence. What is Xu Liancheng compared to him?

"I appreciate Lord Zhao's kindness..."

Faced with Zhao Mingde's blatant threat, Xu Liancheng merely grinned, his tone playful, "Unfortunately, my bones are too hard; I'm afraid I can't kneel down."

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

"Let's see how long you can hold out...!"

Seeing that Xu Liancheng was determined to die rather than submit, Zhao Mingde's gaze also turned cold and his face darkened, but he did not make a move. Instead, he turned around and attacked Lu Feng, who was lying on the ground.

Because, compared to dealing with Xu Liancheng and the others, he now wanted to kill Lu Feng and tear him to pieces!

As for Zhao Mingde's overwhelming hatred for Lu Feng, it is also inextricably linked to the fact that his son Zhao Baichuan was crippled.

In the past, during the martial arts contest to choose a husband, his son Zhao Baichuan was not only crippled by Lu Feng, but the latter also received the favor and protection of Emperor Ren Tianxing, which can be described as killing him and destroying his spirit!

This is one of the reasons why Zhao Mingde chose to defect and join Yun Xiaotian!

"You little bastard, I never thought you'd end up like this!"

Zhao Mingde leaped down in front of Lu Feng and then stomped hard on Lu Feng's bleeding chest, causing Lu Feng's face to turn pale and he to vomit blood repeatedly!

"Zhao Mingde, you motherfucker... uh!"

Being firmly trampled underfoot, Lu Feng was also burning with rage and wanted to fight back, but he was still unable to move. Instead, his injuries worsened, and he vomited blood again!

"I will avenge Chuan'er today, one by one!"

With another kick, Zhao Mingde sent Lu Feng sprawling to the ground. A murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and he immediately unleashed another claw strike, intending to snap Lu Feng's neck on the spot. "You little beast, die!"

Click...!

In an instant, a crisp cracking sound of bones breaking rang out. Lu Feng was not only unharmed, but Zhao Mingde's head spun around and was instantly decapitated!

thump!

Zhao Mingde's head rolled heavily to the ground, staining the ground crimson with blood. At this moment, he not only looked horrified, but his eyes were also wide open, as if he had died with his eyes still open!

"Cough cough cough...!"

Just as Zhao Mingde's head hit the ground, Lu Feng slowly struggled to his feet, finally wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Tch, I was originally planning to save this move for that old bastard Yun Xiaotian, what a pity...!"

Lu Feng was covered in blood, his clothes were torn to shreds, and his limbs were covered in horrific wounds, indicating that he was seriously injured but not fatally. He was also holding a broken and shattered pure white pearl in his right palm.

"Damn it! The Heaven-Shielding Pearl is ruined just like that...!"

"This is a treasure I bought with 100,000 contribution points! That damned scoundrel Yun Xiaotian...!"

Looking down at the now completely dull Sky-Covering Pearl in his hand, Lu Feng frowned, his heart filled with displeasure. It seemed that his current survival was entirely due to the former's efforts.

"This little beast is still alive?"

"How is this possible...!"

Seeing Lu Feng not only get up again but also kill Zhao Mingde at lightning speed, Yun Xiaotian also looked at him with surprise, and then his face gradually turned gloomy and ugly.

After all, his full-force punch would be so powerful that even Ren Tianxing and Xu Liancheng, who were both at the first level of the Yuanhai Realm, might not be able to withstand it, let alone Lu Feng, who was only at the fifth level of the Spirit Soul Realm. Moreover, they would either die or be seriously injured!

"Heh, is it because of that mid-grade Xuan-level magic artifact...?"

Liao Fusheng's gaze also fell upon Lu Feng opposite him. His eyes narrowed slightly, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face. He seemed to have discerned something amiss. "This kid's background is indeed extraordinary..."

"A mid-grade Xuan-level magic weapon?"

Also noticing the broken Sky-Shielding Pearl in Lu Feng's hand, Yun Xiaotian's brows furrowed, and a ferocious murderous aura reappeared on his face. "Damn little beast, let's see how many tricks you have up your sleeve...!"

"Purple Star Overlord Dragon Fist!"

Yun Xiaotian's body blazed with purple energy, his Yuan power surged, and then he launched another attack, unleashing hundreds of purple dragon fist strikes from afar, aimed directly at Lu Feng's vital points, seemingly intending to end this farce once and for all!

"Damn it! I have no choice but to give it my all...!"

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng's heart also trembled, and his face darkened.

After all, he had just blocked Yun Xiaotian's fatal punch only because of the Heaven-Shielding Pearl, and now that the Heaven-Shielding Pearl was gone, the probability of him escaping unscathed was almost zero, so he had no choice but to fight desperately!

Whoosh! Rumble...!

Just as Lu Feng was preparing to fight to the death, a fiery red streak suddenly appeared from the sky, as if justice had descended from heaven. It immediately forced Yun Xiaotian back, and a large amount of Purple Dragon Fist energy also dissipated and turned into nothingness!

tumultuous!

The fiery red ribbon gradually dissipated, revealing its true form: a five-foot-long crimson iron whip covered in barbs. It appeared to be a powerful high-level magic weapon, perhaps even more powerful than Lu Feng's Heaven-Covering Pearl!

"Who is this person?!"

The unexpected change caused Yun Xiaotian's expression to change drastically. He then looked up at the sky, his eyes revealing fear.

"You old scoundrel, how dare you lay a hand on someone in front of me! You've got a death wish!"

Above them, a beautiful figure in crimson stood suspended in mid-air, holding an iron whip. Her pretty face was cold and aloof. Although she was petite and delicate, giving off a sense of being small but precocious, the aura of Yuan energy emanating from her was terrifying and chilling!

"You old bastard, this man is under my protection!"

Qin Xiaowu glanced at Yun Xiaotian below again, a cold smile appearing on her face, revealing her signature little tiger tooth. "If you dare lay a finger on him, I guarantee you'll die a very rhythmic death..."

"That voice...is it Miss Qin?"

Hearing the sound, Lu Feng looked up and, upon seeing the familiar crimson figure in the sky, his eyes widened, and he froze on the spot.