Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"I wondered who this villain was, but it turns out to be you, you little brat...!"

Upon discovering that the attacker was Lu Feng, Jiang Wuya was also stunned for a moment, before his anger turned into joy.

After all, the opponent's head is extremely valuable, and he is also one of the mortal enemies with a hefty bounty on his head in the Dragon Arena!

For Jiang Wuya, capturing Lu Feng alive would be a great achievement, and his master, Sikong Zhuiyue, would reward him handsomely upon their return to the Dragon Arena!

In addition, Jiang Wuya had fought Lu Feng back in Jinling City, and the latter's disguise could not fool him!

"Jiang Wuya, bullying a weak woman and a monk is no real skill. Why don't you let me have a go at you...?"

Lu Feng waved his hand, signaling Yao Guangxiao to step back. His face remained calm as he looked at Jiang Wuya, who was radiating murderous intent on the other side of the cliff, seemingly intending to have a one-on-one duel with him.

"Hmph, arrogant brat!"

Faced with Lu Feng's provocation, Jiang Wuya snorted coldly, his face gradually turning gloomy and sinister. "Do you perhaps think that I, Jiang, am cut from the same cloth as that piece of trash Zhang Shunfei?"

"You narrowly escaped death in Jinling City back then, but you won't be so lucky today...!"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely powerful innate qi surged from Jiang Wuya's body, which then transformed into countless tiny, black, poisonous thorns, all of which enveloped and attacked Lu Feng, who was not far away!

"Young Master Lu Feng, be careful!"

Seeing Jiang Wuya launch his attack, Yao Guangxiao, who was also seriously injured, couldn't help but gasp in surprise, his face full of worry.

Although he didn't know why Lu Feng was helping him, now that the other party had made a move, it meant that Lu Feng was on the same side as him, and most likely also had a grudge against the Dragon Arena!

Therefore, faced with the threat from Jiang Wuya and others, Yao Guangxiao naturally gave his full support to Lu Feng!

"Well done!"

Faced with the overwhelming onslaught of black poisonous stingers, Lu Feng merely flickered starlight in his right pupil. The next moment, he lightly touched the ground with his foot, and his entire body transformed into a nimble snake, weaving back and forth, dodging most of the poisonous stinger attacks with almost no effort!

"Completely unharmed? How is that possible...!"

Seeing that his full-force attack hadn't even scratched Lu Feng, not even touching the hem of his clothes, Jiang Wuya's eyes widened in astonishment. "What kind of movement technique did this kid just use?!"

It should be noted that his attack was not only delivered with full force, but also contained a portion of innate qi. The black poisonous stings that it generated were incredibly powerful, and even a martial artist at the third level of the Profound Qi Realm might not be able to withstand them!

However, facing Lu Feng, who was only at the ninth level of the Yuanhai Realm, all of his full-force attacks missed their mark and couldn't hit him at all. Jiang Wuya was naturally incredulous!

"Even with only a small amount of innate qi mixed in, these jet-black poisonous thorns are no less powerful than genuine spirit-grade martial arts..."

"The power of innate qi is indeed not to be underestimated..."

His body landed steadily again, and he found that the area around the cliff had been reduced to a mess, with countless small cracks. Lu Feng nodded silently and sighed inwardly.

Although thanks to the power of the Earth Tiger Star, Jiang Wuya's attacks were almost full of flaws and could not touch him at all, this did not mean that the opponent's attacks were without any killing power.

Therefore, even though his strength has greatly increased, Lu Feng did not become arrogant and show off by choosing to directly confront Jiang Wuya's attacks with his physical body. Instead, he used "Breaking Evil and Penetrating Void" to dodge the former's attacks throughout the entire process.

"Jiang Wuya, if this is all you've got, you still can't kill me...!"

Composing himself, Lu Feng slightly raised his eyelids, his gaze falling once more on Jiang Wuya, who was not far away opposite him. His words were full of provocation, "Make your move. You can't be that useless, can you?"

"You sharp-tongued little bastard, you're asking for it!"

Faced with Lu Feng's repeated provocations, Jiang Wuya was also completely enraged. He immediately flung his sleeves outward and shot out dozens of silver poison needles shaped like rat tails, all aimed at Lu Feng's vital points!

"The Eighteen Needles of the Shadow Rat, a Rainstorm Falls From the Sky!"

These silver poison needles were small in size and almost invisible to the naked eye, but they were extremely fast and difficult for ordinary martial artists to dodge. At the same time, their power was far greater than the previous black poison needles. It seemed to be Jiang Wuya's strongest killing move!

call out!call out!call out!

In an instant, the silver poison needles pierced through the air and cut off all of Lu Feng's escape routes, leaving him with almost no way to avoid them!

"A great opportunity...!"

However, faced with the rain of silver poison needles, Lu Feng surprisingly abandoned his attempt to dodge. Instead, he raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike from afar, unleashing the "Thousandfold Serpent Hand!"

Hiss hiss hiss...!

A sharp snake-like hiss suddenly rang out, and in the next moment, a large amount of Yuan energy transformed into a series of snake shadows, as if ten thousand snakes were emerging from their holes. In an instant, they deflected the silver poison needles that were attacking from the opposite side, and they finally fell to the ground!

However, after deflecting Jiang Wuya's attack in one move, Lu Feng did not take the opportunity to pursue. Instead, he turned around and rushed towards Wan Rong's direction, just like Xiang Zhuang dancing with his sword, his intention was to kill Liu Bang!

"What?!"

Seeing this, Jiang Wuya's expression also changed slightly, seemingly realizing Lu Feng's true intentions. He immediately roared, "What are you bunch of trash standing there for?!"

"Stop this little beast...!"

"Yes, boss!"

Faced with Jiang Wuya's order, the group of black-clad assassins around him dared not delay. They immediately drew their daggers and charged at Lu Feng, who was rushing towards them, intending to stop him from rescuing people.

"Trying to stop your Grandpa Lu?"

"You bunch of small fry aren't qualified...!"

Seeing the group of black-clad assassins surrounding and attacking him, Lu Feng merely raised the corner of his mouth slightly. The next moment, he suddenly released an extremely powerful soul force outward, instantly covering an area within a thousand meters!

"I can't move...!"

"What's wrong with my body?!"

"What on earth did this kid do?!"

Faced with the sudden surge of powerful soul power emanating from Lu Feng, the group of black-clad assassins around him froze in place, unable to move, and even found it difficult to breathe, seemingly unable to resist the pressure of this soul power!

After all, Lu Feng's soul power is now vastly different from what it used to be, having already reached the mid-stage of the Lesser Grandmaster realm!

Most of the black-clad assassins present had low soul power and were not skilled in mental martial arts. They were even inferior to some fifth or sixth-grade alchemists, so they naturally could not withstand Lu Feng's soul power pressure!

"die!"

With one move, Lu Feng subdued the numerous black-clad assassins present. The next moment, he showed no mercy, transforming his palm into a blade. In just a few breaths, he beheaded all the black-clad assassins, leaving none alive!

"Monster...!"

"That little bastard is a monster...!"

Seeing that Lu Feng had slaughtered all of his silver-ranked assassins in just a few breaths, Jiang Wuya was also shocked. He subconsciously took a step back, seemingly panicked.

You should know that the silver-ranked assassins under his command are no pushovers. The weakest among them has the cultivation of the eighth level of the Yuanhai Realm, and there are also some experts of the first level of the Xuangang Realm!

Even if it were Jiang Wuya himself, he wouldn't be able to kill dozens of silver-rank assassins in just a few seconds!

This clearly demonstrates the immense strength of Lu Feng before us; he is nothing short of a monstrous genius!

"Could it be that Zhang Shunfei's murder back then wasn't just a fluke, but rather the work of this boy...!"

A terrifying thought suddenly popped into his mind, and the next moment Jiang Wuya's face turned pale, all fighting spirit vanished, and he turned and fled towards the forest behind without looking back.

"Trying to run? No way!"

Lu Feng also sensed Jiang Wuya's intention to escape, but he merely smiled coldly. His right palm then reached out again from a distance, instantly extending over a hundred meters, like a freely stretching elastic rubber, and instantly gripped the former's neck.

"Ugh...!"

With Lu Feng gripping his neck, Jiang Wuya's face turned ashen. He struggled frantically, but still couldn't break free from Lu Feng's grasp. "You little beast! How could your strength possibly...!"

Click!

With a cracking sound of a neck bone breaking, the next moment Jiang Wuya's eyes widened, his head lolled to the side, and he completely stopped breathing and moving, clearly dead beyond any doubt!