Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Hmph! Even with a fourth-grade spiritual treasure by your side, you are no match for me!"

Suppressing his shock, Zheng Qiudong slowly untied the peach wood prayer beads from his right wrist, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

In his view, Lu Feng was merely a sixth-level Qi Condensation Realm martial artist, and even with the help of a fourth-grade spiritual treasure, he might not be able to threaten him.

After all, Zheng Qiudong's physical strength is comparable to that of an ordinary martial artist at the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, and he also has the support of the quasi-fourth-grade spiritual treasure "Peach Wood Buddhist Beads". His overall strength is almost equivalent to that of a martial artist at the second level of the Meridian Opening Realm. He is no ordinary person!

"You little bastard, today is the day you die!"

With another roar, Zheng Qiudong leaped towards Lu Feng opposite him once more, his killing intent so intense it spread in all directions.

"A trivial skill!"

Faced with Zheng Qiudong's sudden attack, Lu Feng merely sneered and immediately unleashed the Dragon Dance, his entire body moving like a nimble swallow as he flashed to the side, easily dodging the former's attack.

"Flying through the air?!"

Upon seeing this, not only did Zheng Qiudong's expression change slightly, but Jia Chao, who was standing next to him, was also greatly surprised.

Because even experts at the Opening Meridian Realm cannot master such skills; only those at the Spirit Soul Realm can comprehend them!

Lu Feng, standing before them, was merely a sixth-level Qi Condensation Realm martial artist. How could he possibly know the skill of flying through the air? This was undoubtedly a pipe dream!

"Distraction in battle can be fatal...!"

Just as Zheng Qiudong was astonished, Lu Feng's cold laughter, like that of the Grim Reaper, came from the side again.

Swish!

The next moment, Lu Feng's figure appeared behind Zheng Qiudong like a ghost, which made the latter feel a chill and his face turn pale.

"not good!"

Sensing impending death, Zheng Qiudong quickly threw a backhand punch behind him, at the same time his internal energy and blood exploded, and his entire right arm swelled up several times its original size like a balloon, like the arm of a Vajra Qilin, with tremendous momentum!

Clang! Clang!

A piercing sound like metal clashing rang out, and the next moment Zheng Qiudong's figure retreated rapidly, leaving streaks of crimson along the way, until he finally knelt on one knee in a disheveled state, his entire right arm covered in wounds and exposed veins.

"Such formidable physical strength! Even though the Bloodthirsty Spear has successfully evolved, its power comparable to a fourth-grade spiritual treasure, it couldn't kill this person in one strike, only slightly injuring him. This legendary body-refining martial artist is indeed quite something..."

With a single shot, Lu Feng forced Zheng Qiudong back, and landed on the ground as well, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Although his move was a sneak attack, he still used 80% of his strength and had the help of the fourth-grade Bloodthirsty Spear, but he still failed to kill Zheng Qiudong, which is enough to show how powerful the latter's physical body is.

"How could this child's strength be...!"

Slowly raising his head, Zheng Qiudong was equally shocked. You must know that his right arm was enhanced by the near-fourth-grade spiritual treasure "Peach Wood Buddhist Beads". It was not only comparable to an indestructible body, but also the power of a casual punch was enough to kill any martial artist below the Meridian Opening Realm!

Even so, he still couldn't withstand the power of Lu Feng's single shot!

"Could this young man not be an ordinary rogue cultivator, but rather a young junior from a powerful sect in the Eastern Cloud Kingdom...?!"

As if something had occurred to him, Zheng Qiudong's face darkened, and his right hand involuntarily tightened its grip on the slightly dull peach wood prayer beads with faint cracks.

This Buddhist rosary is called "Tiger-Subduing Vajra Seal". It is not only his natal weapon, with power comparable to a quasi-fourth-grade spiritual treasure, but it was also a reward personally given to him by Jia Dongping, the president of the Tianxia Merchant Guild, which has extraordinary significance.

However, after only a few simple exchanges with Lu Feng, the Vajra Seal of Subduing Tiger in his hand was damaged, which made Zheng Qiudong feel even more fearful.

"You seem to have some ability, so why are you following such a useless master?"

Raising his bloodthirsty gun again, Lu Feng's lips curled into a slight smile, his tone tinged with mockery. "Why don't you come work for me? I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury and endless riches..."

"Nonsense!"

Faced with Lu Feng's provocation, Jia Chao angrily interrupted, his eyes bloodshot, "Zheng Qiudong, you are my brother's most trusted confidant, and you have been cultivated by the world's business guilds. How can you be bewitched by this brat's wicked words!"

"What are you all standing there for?! Quickly make your move and kill him! If you can slay this brat, I, this young master, will reward you handsomely!"

Jia Chao was both angry and furious, as if he was afraid that if he was a step too slow, Zheng Qiudong would turn against him.

"Young Master, rest assured, I will not let down the expectations of the merchants and you. Today, I vow to kill this villain!"

Upon hearing Jia Chao's promise, Zheng Qiudong took a deep breath, seemingly calming down once again. At this moment, the murderous intent in his eyes as he looked at Lu Feng across from him remained undiminished.

"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, while insisting on forcing your way into hell when there's no way out..."

Seeing that Zheng Qiudong hadn't fallen for the trick, Lu Feng wasn't surprised. He pointed his Bloodthirsty Gun at Zheng Qiudong again, his tone growing increasingly cold and harsh, "Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

"You little beast! The outcome is still uncertain!"

Zheng Qiudong suddenly ripped off his shirt, revealing his muscular physique. The next moment, he clasped his hands together in a fist, and his blood and qi surged out like a stream, then gathered above his head.

"Such potent qi and blood, is this guy trying to fight to the death?"

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng's face also showed slight surprise, and a solemn expression appeared.

He sensed a sense of danger from Zheng Qiudong for the first time; clearly, the other party was planning to use a deadly move!

"The Vajra Seal for Subduing the Tiger, the Vajra manifests its Dharma form!"

As his blood and qi surged to their peak, Zheng Qiudong suddenly threw the Vajra Subduing Tiger Seal in his hand into the sky. Then the prayer beads scattered and cracked, like hundreds of stars, vaguely outlining a lifelike Vajra image with astonishing momentum!

boom!

The moment the Vajra Dharma Image appeared, it locked onto Lu Feng, who was not far away. As if it were a living person with intelligence, it immediately raised its hand and punched the latter, creating gusts of wind.

"Dragon Dance!"

Faced with a formidable enemy, Lu Feng dared not be careless. A pair of Yuan Power wings instantly sprouted from his back, and he took to the air, barely avoiding the full force of the Vajra Dharma Image's punch.

"You little bastard, where do you think you're going!"

Seeing Lu Feng easily evade his attacks, Zheng Qiudong's face turned furious. He once again manipulated the Vajra Dharma Form to attack, but Lu Feng did not confront him head-on, only dodging without retaliating.

"Dragon's Assault!"

Circulating his Yuan Power to form layers of dragon scale armor to protect his body, Lu Feng's gaze returned to the somewhat exasperated Zheng Qiudong opposite him. A thoughtful expression appeared on his face. "As expected, this guy's Qi and blood have dropped quite a bit. It seems that even though he is a body-refining martial artist, he cannot maintain this state for long..."

"You little bastard, all you can do is run away?! If you've got the guts, fight me to the death!"

Seeing Lu Feng dodge left and right the whole time, as slippery as an eel and impossible to get close to, Zheng Qiudong couldn't help but roar in anger. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed to have been somewhat broken down.

"Who's like me who only knows how to run?"

Lu Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a strange smile, and at the same time, he landed on the ground again.

"What?!"

Seeing Lu Feng suddenly stop, Zheng Qiudong's expression first turned slightly serious, and then his body trembled violently as if he had sensed something. He quickly turned his head to look behind him.

bass!

A flash of cold light appeared first, followed by the spear thrusting out like a dragon!

puff!

The Bloodthirsty Gun shot through Zheng Qiudong's back like an arrow, tearing a huge, bloody gash in his chest—a truly horrific sight!

"You little beast...! You despicable...!"

With a bullet piercing his chest, Zheng Qiudong's face turned deathly pale, his body trembled violently, and he collapsed to the ground. At the same time, his aura instantly weakened, as if he was not far from death.

Although he was a body-refining martial artist with extremely strong physical strength, he was still just a mortal. Now that he had been shot through the body and his internal organs were destroyed, even a god would have difficulty saving him!

"As the saying goes, all's fair in war. In a life-or-death battle like this, as long as we can win, what's the point of talking about being despicable?"

Lu Feng glanced at Zheng Qiudong, who was lying on the ground, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. The next moment, he summoned the Bloodthirsty Spear again with his right hand and then stabbed the former into the heart meridian!

Pfft...!

As the Bloodthirsty Spear pierced Zheng Qiudong's heart, a large amount of blood and qi were separated from the corpse and then surged into the Bloodthirsty Spear, which was now flashing with a strange crimson light.

hum!

As the last wisp of life force was stripped away, Zheng Qiudong's body rapidly withered at a visible speed until it turned into dust, seemingly drained of its life force, leaving no trace of its remains!

"Zheng, Zheng Qiudong is dead?!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Jia Chao collapsed to the ground, his expression one of utter terror, seemingly stunned. "This...how is this possible...!"

"The Bloodthirsty Gun has grown considerably stronger...!"

"Hehe, if it absorbs the essence and blood of a few more experts at the Meridian Opening Realm, this spear might be able to evolve again and break through to the Quasi-Fifth Grade Spiritual Treasure level?"

Lu Feng sheathed the Bloodthirsty Gun once more, feeling the surge of searing, blood-like power emanating from his palm. A look of satisfaction crossed his face. The next moment, his gaze shifted to Jia Chao beside him, a murderous aura surging within him. "Next, it's your turn...!"