Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Ha ha ha ha...!"

"Truly worthy of being called the Right Venerable One!"

Seeing that Tu Su had severely injured Lu Feng with a single strike and pinned him under his feet, Man Long, who had been watching from the sidelines, also jumped out, his face now full of arrogance and domineering.

"You little brat surnamed Lu, weren't you feeling pretty smug just now?"

"How come you're lying on the ground like a dead dog now, a defeated opponent of the Right Venerable One? Show me your arrogance if you dare...!"

While taunting the fallen Lu Feng, Manlong knelt and bowed to Tu Su, his face full of flattery and obsequiousness, like a smug little man.

"A savage dragon?"

Seeing the savage dragon suddenly leap out from the side, Tu Su raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, "You brat, you're still alive..."

After all, even powerful figures like the Illusionary Protector Dai Qisi, who was at the seventh level of the Yuanhai Realm, and the Soldier Protector Xu Yiping, who wielded the "Divine Talisman Wooden Kite," were defeated by Lu Feng. The latter was even hacked to pieces and died without a complete corpse.

The fact that Manlong, who currently only has a cultivation level of the third level of the Yuanhai Realm and is ranked third among the four guardians of the Wusheng Sect, was able to survive by sheer luck is truly remarkable!

"Reporting to the Right Venerable One."

"I was able to escape with my life entirely thanks to the Right Venerable One..."

Seeing Tu Su's surprise, Manlong bowed respectfully, his flattery undiminished, "By the way, Right Venerable, this brat named Lu Feng is not only quite powerful, but also extremely cunning..."

"In my opinion, we should eliminate it immediately to prevent any unforeseen complications and further changes..."

"Manlong said with a face full of resentment and indignation, and at the same time, his tone was somewhat impatient, as if he couldn't wait to kill Lu Feng as soon as possible."

After all, almost all of their four protectors of the Wusheng Sect had fallen at the hands of Lu Feng, an unknown junior. Among them, the Poison Protector Liao Fusheng and the Soldier Protector Xu Yiping died without even a complete corpse!

Although the strongest Illusion Guardian, Dai Qisi, managed to survive, Lu Feng took the opportunity to cripple her Yuan Power cultivation, leaving her almost a cripple!

Therefore, upon seeing Lu Feng defeated by Tu Su, Man Long naturally wanted to take advantage of his misfortune and avenge his previous humiliation!

"Hehe, your suggestion is quite good, but before that, I still have one important thing to do..." Tu Su's tone remained unfathomable.

"Important matter?"

Manlong was slightly stunned, but before he could react, he saw Tu Su's Blood Drinking Demon Blade suddenly thrust out and instantly pierce through his vital heart meridian!

Pfft...!

With his vital energy center instantly shattered, the Savage Dragon's face turned deathly pale, and he collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood. "Right Venerable One, what happened to you...?!"

"Cough cough cough...! Why, why?!"

Manlong coughed up blood as he slowly looked up at Tu Su, his face filled with disbelief, as if he could never have imagined that the other party would suddenly turn on him and kill him!

"Hmph, because you're just a piece of trash..."

Faced with the astonished question from the barbarian dragon, Tu Su merely snorted coldly, his face utterly indifferent and ruthless. "The Wusheng Sect has never needed trash, so keeping your dog's life alive is meaningless...!"

Click...!

Before he could finish speaking, Tu Su gave Man Long no chance to explain. He immediately swung his Blood Drinking Demon Blade and delivered another diagonal slash, instantly splitting the former in two, leaving him lying dead on the spot!

"You actually...!"

Seeing Tu Su kill the barbarian dragon with a single strike, Lu Feng, who was lying on the ground, was also shocked.

At this moment, he still underestimated Tu Su's ruthlessness!

The other side not only didn't spare their own people, but killed them without hesitation and without any mercy!

You must know that no matter what, Manlong is one of the four protectors of the Wusheng Sect, and his strength is not weak, having reached the third level of the Yuanhai Realm. However, in Tu Su's eyes, the former is no different from an ant!

"What's wrong?"

"How can someone facing certain death have the time to care about the lives of others?"

Slowly sheathing his sword and standing still, Tu Su stomped heavily on Lu Feng's head again, his mocking expression undiminished. "Little bastard, don't worry, it's your turn next...!"

"Cough cough cough! Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish..."

With his head firmly pressed down, Lu Feng coughed up blood incessantly, his injuries worsening. He seemed to be only one step away from death. "You remnants of the Wusheng Sect, wreaking havoc everywhere and bringing disaster to the world, will ultimately meet a bad end...!"

"Tu Su, even if I die today, your fate will be no better, and will be even worse than that of the savage dragon who died beside you...!"

Lu Feng spoke haltingly, his face still resolute, determined to die rather than yield.

"You sharp-tongued little bastard, die...!"

Seeing that Lu Feng dared to curse him even as he was about to die, Tu Su was equally enraged. Ignoring the bloodstains on his severed left arm, he once again swung the Blood Drinking Demon Blade to slash at the man's neck, intending to decapitate him with one blow!

Clang...!

At the critical moment of life and death, a loud clang of swords clashing rang out. The next moment, Tu Su coughed up blood and retreated violently, smashing countless trees and boulders along the way before finally collapsing to the ground in a sorry state!

"Who is this person?!"

Tu Su struggled to his feet, ignoring his wounds, and looked up at the direction of the attacker, his brows furrowed with fear.

Not far away, a tall figure in a red robe stood with his hands behind his back. His expression was calm, his temples were slightly gray, and his whole body was shrouded in an extremely terrifying innate aura that sent chills down one's spine!

"I'm not dead?"

Having narrowly escaped death, Lu Feng was equally bewildered. When he finally recognized the person, his pupils constricted sharply. "How...how is it you...!"

"Heh, I never expected that after only a few months, you'd have fallen into such a sorry state..."

"Looks like you're no good without my help...!"

The newcomer also crossed his arms, then grinned and revealed a mocking smile. He was none other than Yan Wu, the mysterious expert who had given Lu Feng half of the Medicine King Manual and had saved him on numerous occasions!

"This guy... is not simple!"

Seeing Yan Wu suddenly appear out of nowhere, Tu Su gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with apprehension. He gripped the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade tightly in his right hand. "No! I can't stay here any longer, or I might just meet my end here...!"

Because he wasn't stupid, and he could naturally see that Yan Wu was no ordinary person!

Moreover, the innate aura emanating from the other party was extremely terrifying, even surpassing that of Tu Su himself, and almost infinitely close to that of a Xuan Ying Realm expert!

As the saying goes, above the Xuan Gang is the Xuan Ying, and above the Xuan Ying is the Xuan Xiang!

It is no exaggeration to say that even the weakest first-level Xuan Ying Realm martial artist can easily defeat dozens of tenth-level Xuan Gang Realm experts, not to mention that Tu Su in front of him is only at the sixth level of Xuan Gang Realm and has had his left arm cut off by Lu Feng, so his injury is not light!

"Yan Wu, what are you doing here...!"

"Alright, Grandpa Yan knows what you want to ask, kid..."

Before Lu Feng could finish speaking, Yan Wu raised his hand to interrupt him, saying calmly, "However, before answering your question, Grandpa Yan has to take care of some important business first..."

"Hey! You skinny monkey wielding a knife over there, yes! Stop looking around, I'm talking to you!"

Shifting his gaze, Yan Wu looked again at Tu Su not far away, his tone still playful and lazy, "I forgot to remind you, this brat surnamed Lu is my godson, Yan-grandpa. You dare to hurt him now, so you'll have to leave your life behind...!"

"So, do you want to obediently kill yourself, or should Grandpa Yan personally give you a quick death?"