"Haha, it seems that the famous Wu Sheng Cult in the past is nothing more than this."
After killing Wu Laoliu and others, Lu Feng did not take advantage of the situation to stop. He turned his eyes to Sun Chuanxiong not far away, and then he became full of fighting spirit, and obviously there was still some unfinished intention.
After all, the strength of Wu Laoliu and others can only be compared to the first level of the Kai Pulse Realm, and they are at best an appetizer. Sun Chuanxiong, the helmsman of Wusheng Sect's "Chen" branch, is the real feast.
"If I kill this person and refine the essence of his corpse, my Yuanli cultivation will be able to go further and break through the eighth level of the pulse opening realm!"
Thinking of this, Lu Feng's eyes couldn't help but become more fierce with fighting intent, and he clenched his fists quietly.
"Hmph! You just killed a few low-level drug slaves, do you really think you are my opponent?" Facing Lu Feng's provocative gaze, Sun Chuanxiong also smiled instead of angry. The energy around him suddenly exploded, and the next moment he jumped towards the former to attack and kill him, "You don't know how high the sky is, you little brat! I'm a big man!" Let me show you what the real difference in strength is...! "
"Well done!"
Seeing Sun Chuanxiong finally take action in person, Lu Feng was not afraid at all. At that moment, the energy around his body swept across again, and then turned into a layer of dragon scale armor as thick as a rock, and at the same time, he faced him head-on.
"What an awesome boy...!"
“Not only can he easily kill the “Medicine Slave” cultivated by the Holy Religion, but even Master Sun will be unable to do anything to him in a short period of time...! "
"Could it be that this boy is a young genius from a certain righteous force in the Dongxuan Territory?!"
Seeing Sun Chuanxiong and Lu Feng locked in a fight, and they were inseparable, the Wusheng Cult warriors on the side also looked shocked, and there were many discussions. At the same time, no one dared to intervene in the battle between the two.
After all, most of these Wusheng Cult warriors have cultivation levels below the Kaimai Realm, and are not as good as Wu Laoliu and others who were previously refined into "Medicine Slaves". Even if they get involved, they will die in vain, and they are no match for Lu Feng!
Boom!
Another loud rumbling sound came suddenly, and the next moment, the aftermath of the Yuanli impact gradually dispersed, and then two figures emerged from it. They both retreated at the same time. One of the figures in gray robes retreated hundreds of meters before he could stop. At this moment, he looked embarrassed. It was Lu Feng!
On the other hand, not far away from the opposite side, Sun Chuanxiong had only retreated less than a dozen steps. At this moment, not only was his aura strong and steady, but his face was as rosy as ever. He had obviously not suffered any injuries, and he had the upper hand!
"It's Captain Sun!"
"As I expected, with this boy's strength and cultivation, he is no match for Master Sun!"
"This boy is still too young after all! He only solved a few low-grade medicine slaves, and he thinks he can compete with Master Sun. He is simply asking for death...!"
Seeing that Sun Chuanxiong was not injured at all, Lu Feng fell down instead. The faces of the Wusheng Cult warriors beside him were also overjoyed. At this moment, the eyes looking at the latter could not help but be filled with contempt and ridicule.
After all, Lu Feng is only at the seventh level of the Pulse Opening Realm, while Sun Chuanxiong, as the helmsman of the "Chen" sub-brand of the Wusheng Sect, has already reached the tenth level of the Pulse Opening Realm with his Yuanli cultivation, and is only one step away from being a master of the Soul Realm!
In the eyes of the Wusheng Cult warriors, the gap between three small realms cannot be easily smoothed out no matter how strong Lu Feng is, and the final outcome will be a dead end!
...!
A wisp of blood slowly slipped from Lu Feng's hands until it soaked the ground, turning into red.
"Sixth-grade spiritual treasure, and it is also contaminated with poison..."
Looking down at his bloody hands and claws, Lu Feng's face was cold and solemn, and the next moment he looked at Sun Chuanxiong, who was not far away and looked like he was winning.
I saw a pair of strange black and white gloves densely covered with spikes on the opponent's fists. They seemed to be cast from some special mineral. Not only were they full of spiritual energy, no weaker than a sixth-grade spiritual treasure, but they were also impregnated with poison!
"Little bastard, the next move will send you on your way!"
Seeing Lu Feng's aura unstable and his hands full of blood, Sun Chuanxiong couldn't help but become more murderous. He immediately shouted loudly and flew out again.
「Red Flame Fist!」
I saw that the energy from all over Sun Chuanxiong's body quickly gathered on his fists like a tide, and then bursts of red light appeared, as if each of his fists contained a prairie fire, and its power was endless!
Fierce! tumultuous!
Sun Chuanxiong struck out with both fists in the air, and then two huge fireballs burst out violently, like meteors breaking through the sky, and immediately hit Lu Feng on the opposite side. The power was comparable to that of a sixth-grade martial arts!
"Dragon Dance!"
Just when these two huge fireballs were about to swallow Lu Feng, a pair of Yuanli flying wings suddenly appeared from behind Lu Feng's back, and then the whole person was like an agile goshawk, drawing several strange arcs in the air, while barely avoiding the fireball attack!
「What?!」
Seeing that Lu Feng easily avoided his fatal punch, Sun Chuanxiong's expression also changed slightly, and a strong sense of disbelief emerged, "This kid was obviously hit hard by my poison-quenching glove from the front, but he can still move freely now. How is this possible...?! ”
You must know that the pair of poison-quenching gloves in his hand is not an ordinary thing, but was given by Liao Fusheng, one of the four protectors of the Wusheng Sect in the past. Not only is its power comparable to the sixth-grade spiritual treasure, but it is also contaminated with hundreds of strange poisons in the world!
Not to mention a small seventh-level warrior like Lu Feng, even a master of the Soul Realm, if he accidentally gets a trace of it, the poison will enter the body on the spot, paralyzing the nerves, until the body can no longer move, and can be slaughtered by others!
Now that Sun Chuanxiong saw that Lu Feng had been punched in front of him, but he could still move freely, as if nothing was wrong, Sun Chuanxiong looked astonished, as if he had encountered a ghost.
"Sun, I didn't expect you to have some abilities. I admit that I looked down on you a little before..."
Him took out a third-grade Yuan Hui Dan from Najie and drank it. Lu Feng secretly used his kung fu to restore the energy of his Dantian while raising his eyes to look at Sun Chuanxiong opposite, "It's just that the real battle is next...!"
"It only takes one move to kill you!"
Lu Feng hooked his right index finger, his tone was still full of provocation, and he did not regard the opposite Sun Chuanxiong as a human being. At the same time, he also used his provocation method to the extreme.
As the saying goes, anger can make people impulsive, causing them to lose their rationality, and eventually become full of flaws, and this is also the essence of the provoking method!
"Arrogant, you are seeking death!"
Facing Lu Feng's provocation, Sun Chuanxiong was also furious. He completely lost his mind and rushed out violently. It seemed that he just wanted to twist off the former's head on the spot to vent his hatred!
"Jialuo splits the mountain!"
Seeing Sun Chuanxiong's angry attack again, Lu Feng also shouted violently, and all the energy in his body's Dantian was swept away, turning into layers of dragon scale armor as red as blood. At the same time, he smashed several Jialuo fists from the air, obviously not holding back at all!
Bang! boom!
In an instant, the fists clashed like thunder, and two powerful shock waves of Yuanli raged outward. As for Sun Chuanxiong and Lu Feng, they both retreated violently, until they finally fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Click...!
Lu Feng was seen struggling to get up. The next moment, a large number of cracks appeared on the red dragon scale armor on his body, and then slowly collapsed and fell off. It was obviously difficult to withstand the remaining power of this wave of confrontation. As for the former, there were also horrific bloodstains and scars on his body.
"Damn it! Could it be that these bastards from the Wusheng Cult have taken some strong drugs? How come they can easily defeat my Dragon Armor? What a hell...!"
Slowly wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Feng ignored the injuries on his body and took out several third-grade Yuan Yuan Pills from the Najie, then stuffed them into his mouth like eating jelly beans and chewed them crazily.
Since the battle, not only is there not much energy left in his Dantian, but he has also almost eaten up all the elixirs he has refined. It can be said that he is in a critical situation, with no ammunition or food!
"Hehe, Lu family boy, do you need me to take action this time?"
At this time, Gu Canyang's joking voice slowly came from the cornucopia. It was obvious that he was watching the whole battle and did not miss the good show. "I am still very confident about dealing with an ant at the tenth level of the Kai Pulse Realm, and it takes no effort..."