Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Fellow disciples, please rest assured, I will not allow this demonic cultist to leave..."

Wei Taiteng glanced at the Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples below, his face cold and stern, his tone revealing a hint of boldness. It seemed that with the blessing of the Big Dipper Sword Formation, he had instantly gained confidence.

After all, he would most likely be no match for Lu Feng in a one-on-one fight, but it's a different story when he's fighting seven against one!

Moreover, Lu Feng on the other side was seriously injured and his strength was not at its peak, so he was not scary at all!

As long as he plays it safe and steady, he can wear Lu Feng down, and the latter will have almost no chance of breaking through the Big Dipper Sword Formation!

"Hey pretty boy over there, I heard your name is Wei Taiteng, right?"

Lu Feng glanced at Wei Taiteng in the sky again, then a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "I didn't intend to be enemies with your Taiji Sword Sect, but you insisted on killing innocent people and taking my head back as a reward..."

"If that's the case, I have no choice but to send you bunch of trash on your way, and while you're at it, let you truly experience what it means to have a terrible stomachache...!"

After speaking, Lu Feng slowly extended his right hand and then raised his middle finger at Wei Taiteng and the others not far away.

"Arrogant brat, you're asking for death!"

Faced with Lu Feng's almost face-to-face taunt, Wei Taiteng was also furious. He immediately abandoned his steady and methodical tactics and then commanded the Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples in the formation to launch an attack.

"Fellow disciples, let us join me in slaying the enemy and vanquishing the demons!"

"I will respectfully obey Senior Brother Wei's command!"

Wei Taiteng roared again and unleashed a powerful sword attack, simultaneously breaking away from the formation's core, "Tian Shu Star." The Tai Chi Sword Sect disciples beside him followed suit, launching a coordinated attack on Lu Feng.

"Good timing!"

Seeing that Wei Taiteng and the others had finally fallen for the trap, Lu Feng smiled coldly and released his Yuan Power without reservation. At the same time, his aura surged several times over, and he instantly broke through to the Spirit Soul Realm!

Spiritual Soul Realm Level 1, Level 2, Level 3... Level 6!

"What, what's going on?"

"Such terrifying Yuan energy! Could this person have been concealing their strength all along...?!"

"Sixth level of the Spirit Soul Realm? How is that possible!"

As the Yuan Power aura steadily remained at the sixth level of the Spirit Soul Realm, not only did Wei Taiteng and the others' expressions change slightly, revealing fear, but even Li Linyue, who had planned to sit back and watch the fight, couldn't sit still any longer and was now filled with shock.

After all, he originally thought that Lu Feng's strength was at most similar to his own, at most only at the third level of the Spirit Soul Realm, or even weaker. He never expected that the other party was pretending to be weak to deceive others the whole time!

"The Eight Spirit Seals of Gara!"

With all the Yuan Power released from his Dantian, Lu Feng stood before everyone like a war god. Then, his right hand transformed into a palm strike, unleashing another powerful blow from afar, shouting, "Break!"

Swish!Swish!Swish!

A massive surge of Yuan energy swept across the area, transforming into eight enormous, terrifying hands with skin as white as golden clouds. These hands resembled the manifestation of Venerable Gara, and they immediately began to suppress and attack Wei Taiteng and the others opposite them.

"not good!"

Faced with Lu Feng's strongest attack, Wei Taiteng and the others did not dare to confront it head-on. They immediately sheathed their swords and retreated to defend, while spreading out in all directions, seemingly intending to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack and avoid being affected by the residual power of the Gara Eight Spirit Seals.

Rumble...!

In an instant, eight giant palms of Yuan Power pressed down, creating a deafening explosion. Like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, they sent Wei Taiteng and the others flying, blood splattering everywhere, until they finally collapsed heavily to the ground!

"Pfft...!"

Wei Taiteng collapsed to the ground in a disheveled state. Just as he was about to get up, his face turned pale and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He lay on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move any further!

As for the other six Taiji Sword Sect disciples in the formation, their fate was not much better. They all coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground. One or two of them, who were weaker, were even crushed into meat patties by the golden giant palm transformed from the Gara Eight Spirit Seals, leaving no trace of their bodies!

One move to break the formation!

And he was fighting seven against one!

Not far away, Shen Tianzhong, who was watching the battle from the side, was also shocked to see that Lu Feng not only easily defeated Wei Taiteng and others, but also casually broke the opponent's proud Big Dipper Sword Formation.

He was initially worried that Lu Feng's current physical condition might not be able to withstand the siege by Wei Taiteng and the others.

In hindsight, he was just overthinking things!

Even though Lu Feng is not at his peak now, and his strength is only one-tenth of what it used to be, he is still someone that Wei Taiteng and his group of mere Qi Opening Realm warriors can not contend with!

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Not far across the valley

"Tch! So your dantian energy is depleted again..."

"As expected, with the limited Yuan Qi in my dantian, I can only unleash the Gara Eight Spirit Seals once..."

Lu Feng withdrew his palms and stood up again. Then, a look of fatigue appeared on his face. At the same time, the Yuan energy aura on his body was also rapidly decreasing, as if a flood had broken through a barrier. In a short while, he fell to the first level of the Spirit Soul Realm, and even dropped to the lower Opening Meridian Realm!

"It seems we can only continue to stall for time until our energy recovers..."

Composing himself, Lu Feng looked again at Li Linyue, who was glaring menacingly not far away. He showed no pride or complacency despite having broken the Big Dipper Sword Formation set up by Wei Taiteng and the others.

After all, compared to Wei Taiteng and his group of Qi Opening Realm warriors, Li Linyue, who was at the third level of the Spirit Soul Realm, was the real tough guy.

Moreover, given Lu Feng's current physical condition, he wasn't entirely confident that he could defeat Li Linyue!

Because he had just exhausted the last bit of Yuan energy he had painstakingly accumulated in order to break the Big Dipper Sword Formation set up by Wei Taiteng and others, he was currently in a very critically weak state.

To put it bluntly, given Lu Feng's current physical condition, even if Li Linyue, the top disciple of the Taiji Sword Sect's inner sect with the character "Lin" in his name, didn't make a move, any martial artist at the Opening Meridian Realm could easily kill him!

This is why Lu Feng's face was solemn, without the slightest hint of joy.