The only beast master in the world of immortality.

Chapter 335: Kill the Prodigy and Get the Immortal Weapon
“So rampant!”

How could the already arrogant and proud geniuses tolerate being looked down upon by a wild cultivator without a master? Immediately, another genius uttered a Taoist sound, and five-colored light bloomed on his torso, followed by five rays of divine light.

red! white! green! mysterious! yellow!
In the void, five phantoms of gods symbolizing the five elements emerged. The five energies rotated and evolved in a circle, and unexpectedly turned into a small world. Then they suppressed Feng Qing'an.

"kill!"

Feng Qing'an did not dodge. He strode forward and took the initiative to attack. Still without using any magic skills, he clenched his fists and blasted out.

Break all laws with one force!

Click!

This made many Taoist geniuses, even the immortal Dou outside the cave, frown. The wild fighting style shattered the small world created by the evolution of the five elements in an instant.

The genius who displayed his magical powers flew backwards in an instant, with a look of shock in his eyes, while another person made a move to his side, with brilliant and colorful moves, like peach blossoms filling the sky, like a dream, making people feel as if they were in a world of nothingness and illusion.

boom!
Wearing the armor nicknamed the Armor of the God of War, Feng Qing'an's response was simple and decisive. Blood surged, mist rose, and then a dragon shadow was outlined behind him. He opened his mouth and roared, and the rain of flowers in the sky instantly dissipated.

In a flash, the five geniuses took turns to come forward and fight with Feng Qingan, trying to test his strength. Each of them used a magical power that made them famous, but all of them returned empty-handed. No one hurt Feng Qingan at all, and some of them were backlashed because their magic and magical powers were broken, and they vomited blood.

"So incompetent!"

Feng Qingan laughed loudly, his blood boiling and making the sound of a river crashing against the shore.

"If you don't show your true strength, I will kill you right here!"

"How dare the wild cultivators act so rampant!"

After the encounter between many geniuses and Feng Qing'an, they all understood why the master of Xingxiu Dao looked at Feng Qing'an with admiration and even begged to accept him as his disciple.

Because they are extremely similar beings, with physiques so fierce and strong that even warriors of the same level feel ashamed of themselves. They are rare in the world, so how can one not be excited to meet someone similar to oneself?

"Don't engage him in close combat, use magic to kill him!"

Some geniuses thought they had seen through Feng Qing'an's weaknesses. Feng Qing'an had been using the fighting style of a barbarian from beginning to end, and had never used any proper magical powers or spells.

Considering that Feng Qing'an once borrowed the power of the ghost fairy to ask them for magic and supernatural powers, it is obvious that the shortcoming of this wild cultivator is that he does not have any magic and magic that can be used in such a situation.

"What kind of magical powers are used to suppress him with immortal weapons!"

A genius could not tolerate the fact that he was forced to retreat by a wild cultivator who had no master. Above his head, fairy light bloomed and a bronze tower rose up, turning into a towering mountain, falling towards Feng Qing'an with great momentum.

"kill!"

Feng Qing'an, whose mind has been connected with the Minglong Armor, is like a real dragon flying across the sky. His blood is boiling and the Thunder Sea Halberd appears in his hand. Countless lightning flashes and surging waters surround him. The young man brandishes the magic weapon and infinite divine power erupts at this moment, striking the bronze tower that blocks the sky.

clang!
A deafening roar sounded, and the bottom of the bronze tower burst into brilliant fairy light, about to take Feng Qing'an in. The genius who threw out the fairy tower showed joy on his face, but before the smile on his lips could fully bloom, it suddenly froze again.

Because the young man in armor swung the halberd in his hand across the sky, and the brilliant divine light burst out, and he actually resisted the power of the fairy tower. But it was not over yet.

Feng Qing'an stretched out his hand and a spear emitting red fairy light appeared in his hand. However, as the red banner danced like a burning flame, everyone present immediately recognized the origin of this fairy weapon.

"Nine Sun Spiritual God Banner!"

"Why is this magical weapon in his hands?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Why do you even need to ask?"

After a brief exchange of spiritual thoughts, Feng Qing'an took out a magic weapon without any reluctance on his face. He poked the bottom of the copper tower that was still releasing the devouring power and threw the magic weapon in.

"No!"

The genius who first used the immortal weapon let out a roar of resentment, without a trace of joy on his face for having obtained an immortal weapon out of thin air, because as the Nine Yang Spirit God Banner was put into the bronze tower, the two immortal weapons, which were of almost the same grade, suddenly came into fierce conflict.

The genius, who was already unable to control a magic weapon due to his realm, felt that his control over the bronze tower had fallen to the lowest level in history. The spirituality contained in the magic weapon had no time to pay attention to him.

"Daoyou, it's time to get going!"

The fist wrapped in lightning and fire came down with a loud bang, and with an unstoppable force, it instantly broke the genius into several pieces, with bones and flesh splattering everywhere.

In the midst of this sudden change, no genius was able to react. Even the immortal who could send down his divine thoughts at any time and anywhere to take charge of everything did not react. It was not known whether he had completely given up on the matter for the younger generation or just did not want to lose face again.

Although he knew that one of his fellow practitioners had fallen at the hands of Feng Qing'an when he saw the Nine Yang Spiritual God Banner, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw with his own eyes that the genius who had just been chatting and laughing with him and others was beaten into pieces of flesh and bones by Feng Qing'an with one punch.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the panic expressions on the faces of those geniuses, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but laugh triumphantly. Then he swooped down and pressed down on the bronze tower that was rapidly shrinking due to losing its owner.

The unique soul power of the Beastmaster spread and invaded the immortal weapon. The bronze tower, which was originally resisting, trembled suddenly, and the layers of immortal light converged, allowing Feng Qingan's spiritual thoughts to go straight in, leaving his unique spiritual imprint in its core.

"So good!"

In this ever-changing battlefield, there was no time to refine an immortal weapon that was far beyond his own realm. After confirming the ownership of this immortal weapon, Feng Qing'an reached out and patted the bronze tower. Suddenly, the flaming banner that had just been collected by the bronze tower fell out from the bottom of the tower and was caught in Feng Qing'an's hand.

"you……"

Seeing that Feng Qing'an had snatched away an immortal weapon in such a short time and left his own mark on it, even the knowledgeable geniuses could not help but be shaken and tremble at this moment.

"This is a great treasure. Thank you all for giving me the treasure today. I would like to thank you all in advance!"

There is a fairy bronze tower on his head, with vast green mysterious light hanging down. Feng Qing'an holds the Nine Yang Spiritual God Banner in his left hand, the Thunder Sea Divine Soldier in his right hand, and is wearing golden dragon armor. He can be said to be very proud and satisfied at this moment.

If he was still furious because these geniuses treated him as prey, the way he looked at these geniuses at this moment had turned into the way he looked at prey. Donghuang, who possessed a Taoist weapon, probably looked down on immortal weapons, but for Feng Qingan now, as long as the grade had the word "immortal" in it, it was a first-class treasure for him, and it was not too much.

Wow~
The sound of metal friction and collision was heard, and an iron chain was thrown into the air. A pitch-black iron chain, even with spots of rust, was moving around Feng Qing'an like a black snake.

"withdraw!"

Although everyone's realm is at the same level, Feng Qing'an has no school or sect, no master, and can't even use any decent Taoist magic.

However, for cultivators, Taoism and magical powers are not absolute. If there is enough capital, a high-grade magical weapon can be enough to decide everything.

"too late!"

Seeing these remaining geniuses who wanted to retreat, Feng Qing'an naturally didn't know what to do and chased them relentlessly. Each of these geniuses represented at least one immortal weapon, and some of the wealthy ones even had more than one.

"My little Taoist friend, please forgive others when you can!"

Accompanied by the loud and angry sound of a phoenix, a young figure surrounded by layers of golden ropes slowly descended from the sky. The pair of eyes, which were extremely immature and weathered, looked at Feng Qingan very gently.

"Could it be that you, the senior, are a Buddhist monk who has come here to practice Taoism? Why do you speak so unpleasantly?"

Although the immortal blocked his way, Feng Qing'an had no intention of giving in. There was even an eager look in his eyes, because the arrival of the immortal's will could not fundamentally solve any problems.

Everything that the immortal's will can dominate and control is everything that the body he descends into possesses, and nothing else.

"I just can't bear to see you commit murder again and make enemies with others. You have already killed two people. If you continue to kill, I am afraid that everyone in the world will be your enemy. Please think twice and don't let the killing intent get to your head."

Tao Baibai, who obviously looked like a child, acted like a gentle and modest elder, giving advice to the murderous Feng Qingan.

"In life, it is inevitable that there will be things that are not satisfactory. If you take a step back, you may see a brighter future."

"No problem. Senior, I'm sure you know the whole story. As long as you call them back and make them kneel before me and kowtow to apologize, the matter will be over. What do you think?"

Feng Qingan asked with a smile.

"Little Taoist friend, are you really unwilling to take a step back?"

"Senior, there is an abyss behind me. I can't retreat!"

As he spoke, the Thunder Sea Halberd, which was surrounded by lightning, fire, and rapids, chopped down at the Taoist genius whose body was controlled by the immortal's divine consciousness.
"I can only move forward. Since you want to block my way, I will crush you along with you!"

"Good boy, you are so arrogant. Come, try it with me!"

Facing Feng Qing'an's dancing magic weapon, the immortal who had descended from his divine consciousness smiled indifferently, and drove Tao Baibai, whose aura had skyrocketed in a short period of time through unknown means, to fight against him with the Immortal Binding Rope which had no power to attack or defend.

Fighting with a well-prepared immortal at the same level, even though Feng Qing'an began to give in and let Minglong take the lead and assisted from the side, he still had a very uncomfortable fight.

The vigorous and powerful martial arts tactics of opening and closing and advancing forward were simply not suitable for fighting against this immortal. The power that was enough to shatter mountains and evaporate rivers was completely dissolved by this immortal with just an ever-changing rope.

However, after a series of fierce battles, Feng Qing'an immediately discovered a clue. He had the Qilin beast of the demon king level as a backup support. As long as he had any injuries on his body, he could quickly mobilize the Yi Mu Qing Qi and repair them quickly.

But what does Tao Baibai have? He may have some secret treasure, but is it really possible for a Taoist disciple to bear the price of maintaining a combat power that is one level higher than his for a long time?
"They have all fled. There is no point in fighting any further. Little Taoist friend, how about we each take a step back?"

After fighting for less than a quarter of an hour, Tao Baibai, who looked immature but spoke maturely, proposed a truce again, unwilling to get entangled with Feng Qingan any longer.

"Senior, you can't hold on any longer, right? If that's the case, just give me this immortal rope, and then you can run away. Maybe you can even save the life of your disciple."

Feng Qingan said with a smile.

"Shuzi!"

The immortal rope is more than capable of trapping enemies but not enough to kill them. Facing Feng Qing'an, who was protected by all kinds of immortal weapons and magical instruments, even a wisp of divine consciousness sent down by the immortal did not have much temper. There was really nothing it could do to Feng Qing'an.

Qiang Qiang——

The angry cry of the phoenix resounded, and Youyou, who was temporarily trapped by the immortal rope of the immortal who had descended on her with divine thoughts, heard what Feng Qingan said, and endless evil thoughts also poured down.

"Ugh!"

In such a situation, even an immortal couldn't help but sigh. When the gap was not big, he could rely on his knowledge that was several levels higher to crush everything with ease. But in this situation, he had no choice.

He didn't know what the situation was with the young man in front of him who claimed to be a wild cultivator, but he knew one thing, that the other party's physique was extremely extraordinary, and he also had other extraordinary secrets. It was incredible enough that he could make the immortal weapon surrender instantly. In the same situation, even he would need some time.

"Please choose one between the Immortal Weapon and my disciples. If you don't want to give up either, then you won't get either. I believe you still have the courage to do so!"

Feng Qingan said with a smile that at this moment, even if a Xuanwu of the same realm came to meet him, he would have to call him "big brother".

"Boy, if you have the ability, stay in this cave and don't come out!"

Wrinkles had already appeared on the face of the child-like San Sheng Xiang Zhenchuan. The immortal who had sent down his divine consciousness did not dare to delay any longer. He threw out the bright and golden immortal rope in his hand, which then stretched for a distance of a thousand feet. One end was wrapped around the Immortal Phoenix, and the other end was wrapped around Feng Qing'an.

"Tsk, how miserable!"

Looking at the avalanche-like decline in the life energy of this Taoist master, Feng Qing'an knew why the immortal was able to hold back Youyou with his cultivation in the Transcendent Realm. As expected, if one's life is not one's own, one will not know how to cherish it, let alone feel sorry for it.

"Senior, if you have the ability, you can always guard the exit of this cave!"

Feng Qingan responded immediately, but there was one more thing he didn't say.

We can compare and see who has a longer life!
(End of this chapter)