Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"The Hundred-Weapon Monster, Xu Yiping?"

Lu Feng also frowned slightly.

What is the background of this old man?

Moreover, it seems that its strength is much greater than that of the savage dragon next to it.

"Brother Lu, it seems we two are doomed today..."

Turning to look at Lu Feng beside him, Shen Tianzhong sighed heavily, his face filled with despair. "This person is not only ranked second among the four guardians of the Wusheng Sect, but his strength also far surpasses that of the Beast Guardian Manlong and the Poison Guardian Liao Fusheng. He is not someone we can currently rival..."

"Besides that, Xu Yiping, that old scoundrel, is also well-versed in various mechanical secrets, and his weapon-forging skills are unparalleled. It is rumored that most of the weapons and magical treasures used by the followers of the Wusheng Sect are made by him, which is why he is known as the Old Monster of a Hundred Weapons!"

"Fellow Daoist Shen, you truly understand these remnants of the demonic sect, the Wusheng Sect, even better than I do..."

Hearing this, Lu Feng nodded silently.

Although he had consulted some information about the Wusheng Sect in the past, this information was insignificant compared to the intelligence that Shen Tianzhong had gathered over the years.

After all, Shen Tianzhong's hatred for the Wusheng Sect was boundless, and Liao Fusheng, one of the four protectors of the Wusheng Sect and known as the Poison Protector, was the enemy who wiped out his entire family.

Therefore, in recent years, in addition to focusing on cultivation and becoming stronger, Shen Tianzhong has also been constantly collecting various intelligence clues about the Wusheng Sect in preparation for future revenge.

"Brother Lu, I'm so sorry...!"

"This trip back to the Shen family ancestral mausoleum was because of me, Shen, that you were implicated...!"

With another bitter smile, Shen Tianzhong's body trembled slightly, and his limbs shook. He seemed to be about to get up and kowtow to Lu Feng to apologize, but he collapsed to the ground and could not move. Obviously, his injuries had become more serious.

After all, his strength was several times weaker than Lu Feng's. It was already extremely difficult for him to survive the deadly attack of the Savage Dragon and the residual power of the Super Hurricane Blade Storm!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, there's no need to blame yourself. Perhaps this time..."

Raising his hand to interrupt, Lu Feng looked up again at Xu Yiping and Manlong, who were facing off in the sky. His eyes flickered slightly. "It's not impossible that neither of us will die...!"

"Wh-what?!"

Faced with Lu Feng's assertion, Shen Tianzhong was also taken aback, a look of surprise appearing on his face. "Brother Lu, you're not joking with me, are you?"

"Whether it's the Beast Protector Manlong or the Soldier Protector Xu Yiping, both are high-ranking members of the Wusheng Sect. They certainly won't let us off easily now..."

After all, the beast guardian, Manlong, alone was already enough to give the two of them a hard time. Now, with the appearance of an even stronger soldier guardian, Xu Yiping, it was undoubtedly even more hopeless!

But Lu Feng suddenly blurted out: "Perhaps there is still a chance?" Shen Tianzhong was naturally somewhat incredulous.

Because it's simply impossible!

...

A wooden kite hovered in the sky.

Xu Yiping and Manlong stood facing each other, their faces cold and stern, clearly indicating that their relationship was not good and that they even had some old grudges.

"Hey old man Xu, what are you doing here?"

Ignoring the badly injured Lu Feng and the others on the ground below, Manlong slowly draped the black club behind his back, staring warily at Xu Yiping opposite him, his tone full of vigilance.

After all, Lu Feng and the others were already sitting ducks, easily crushed by him, posing no threat whatsoever.

As for Xu Yiping on the other side, he is different and poses a greater threat!

Although he and Xu Yiping were both among the four protectors of the Wusheng Sect, Manlong was ranked last among the four protectors, while Xu Yiping was ranked second. He was not only stronger, but also more senior, making him a true veteran!

In addition, Xu Yiping had betrayed him many times within the Wusheng Sect, and even made several instances of diverting trouble to his teammates, causing him to be besieged by a group of righteous cultivators and almost lose his life!

Therefore, seeing Xu Yiping suddenly appear out of nowhere, Manlong was quite wary. If the two of them weren't currently under the command of the Wusheng Sect, they probably would have already started fighting!

"Hehehe, it's nothing serious for me, I just wanted to give you a heads-up..."

Xu Yiping touched his mechanical wheelchair, a strange smile appearing on his wrinkled, aged face. "That Liao Fusheng fellow has already completed his mission and returned to the sect ahead of schedule, and the Venerable One is quite satisfied. At the same time, a new order has been sent..."

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing this, Manlong's expression froze slightly, then his eyes widened. "That bastard surnamed Liao actually killed the Emperor of Dongyun Kingdom? Wait a minute, I heard that old geezer Ren Tianxing is still alive..."

"The task I'm referring to isn't this one, but another task..."

Xu Yiping spoke in a low, somber tone.

"Another task?"

Barbarian Dragon frowned slightly, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that you are referring to the Datura flower from the Western Xuan Region..."

"good."

Xu Yiping stroked his beard and smiled again, "That fellow Liao Fusheng has collected enough samples of datura flowers, and he has also improved the former elixir of life. Right now, we urgently need a new batch of slaves to test the medicine, otherwise it will be difficult to verify whether its medicinal properties are stable."

"Hmph, wanting slaves is easy, isn't it? Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged servants are everywhere, aren't they? Anyway, you old geezer have done plenty of this kind of shady stuff of capturing mortals to use as slaves in the past..."

With another cold snort, Manlong crossed his arms and said in a mocking tone, as if he had finally found an opportunity to ridicule his opponent.

"Hehehe, I was initially a little puzzled as to why Liao Fusheng, whose strength was clearly far inferior to yours, had always been one step ahead of you all these years and ranked third among the Four Protectors. Turns out you're a blockhead, and incredibly stupid at that..."

Faced with the dragon's sarcasm, Xu Yiping merely patted the mechanical wheelchair beneath him and said, "If ordinary mortal slaves could be used for drug testing, I wouldn't have gone to all this trouble to come find you, kid. Can't you use your brain to think about this?"

Xu Yiping spoke with disdain, as if he thought the other person was just a low-IQ brute, and that saying more would only make him lower his own intelligence.

"Damn it! Who are you calling a blockhead?!"

Upon hearing this, Manlong's brows furrowed, and he immediately flew into a rage, shouting, "Old man! Are you itching for a beating?!"

Not to mention that his relationship with the other party has never been good, Manlong has always been resentful and dissatisfied with being ranked last among the four protectors of the Wusheng Sect and always being overshadowed by Liao Fusheng.

Therefore, after being provoked by Xu Yiping, Manlong naturally couldn't hold back any longer!

"You want to make a move? Heh heh heh, I have no objection, but..."

Facing the enraged dragon, Xu Yiping merely stroked his long beard, his aged face remaining calm as still water. "The Venerable One has already given a death order. If we delay the Venerable One's grand plan now, both of us will lose our heads, hehehe..."

"Damn it! That old bastard really knows how to pick his timing...!"

Upon hearing this, Manlong clenched his fists, first glancing at Lu Feng and the others lying heavily injured on the ground below, then looking at Xu Yiping opposite him, seemingly hesitant, "When are we leaving?"

"There is no time to lose; return to the church immediately."

Xu Yiping said in a low voice, seemingly noticing the other party's hesitation, "As for those two Spirit Soul Realm ants next to them, they are completely insignificant. After all, ants are just ants after all..."

"Barbarian, barbarian dragon...!"

"This man is my prey. You are not allowed to lay a hand on him... I will personally cut off his head later to offer a blood sacrifice to the souls of the Shen family who perished...!"

At this moment, a weak male voice slowly reached his ears, causing Manlong to pause slightly in surprise.

"That voice...is that Little Cripple?"

Suddenly turning around to look at the ground below, he found that Shen Yunyou had woken up at some point. Manlong also frowned slightly, then slowly relaxed his tightly clenched fists. "Tch, you're really lucky to be alive. But it's good that you're still alive."

"As for those two little beasts..."

His gaze shifted again, and Manlong looked at Lu Feng and the others, who were barely clinging to life beneath the ground. He ultimately suppressed his murderous intent and refrained from attacking. "Hmph, consider yourself lucky to have escaped with your lives!"

After all, his beloved disciple Shen Yunyou had already declared that he would spare Shen Tianzhong's life and wait to come and take it back in person in the future, so Manlong couldn't go against the other party's wishes at the moment.

As for Lu Feng, who was standing to the side, he was seriously injured and was almost like a cripple. Even if he managed to survive, he would not be able to cause any trouble in the future.

"Savage Dragon, there's no time left."

From the side, Xu Yiping's voice drifted out again.

Seeing this, Manlong stopped talking and used his Yuan Power to take the badly injured Shen Yunyou into his palm. Then he leaped onto Xu Yiping's giant wooden kite.

Click...! Click...!

The giant wooden kite flapped its wings and soared into the sky, stirring up heavy clouds. At the same time, a series of clicking sounds came from the turning of a mechanism, as if it had suddenly gained sentience. It then carried Xu Yiping and the others into the vast clouds and disappeared completely.

"They left? They actually left...!"

Seeing Xu Yiping and the others depart on a giant wooden kite, Shen Tianzhong, below in the valley, gaped in disbelief, exclaiming, "How could this be...!"

"Brother Lu, we actually survived...?"

He never imagined that Lu Feng's judgment was actually true; it was as if a diviner had descended to earth!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, as the saying goes, those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune. It seems we've had some luck this time..."

Lu Feng glanced at Shen Tianzhong, whose face was full of shock, and struggled to stand up while panting heavily. He remained calm, as if he had expected this.