efore him, with the abilities of a black wizard and Yamamoto Kusachi, they would surely be able to keep all the people sent by Xuan Yuan Pavilion in Africa.The result was far beyond his expectations...."Little brother, don't rush."

The thin tall man blocked the short fat man, and once again looked at Lu Zhaozong.

"The head of the house said that as long as you hand over your alchemy techniques and the Heaven-Burning Purple Flame, for the sake of being members of the Lu clan, he can spare your life."

"Hahaha…"

After hearing his words, Lu Chao Zong burst into a loud, mocking laughter.

"Lu Chaoyang, that despicable wretch, has what right to speak such words It boils down to him coveting my Burning Heaven Purple Flame."

Tell him to never have that dream again, for the rest of his life. Even if I die, he won't get it!

"If you don't know what's good for you, then go die!"

A cruel glint flashed across the thin man's face. With a stretch of his hand, a massive iron hammer materialized in his palm before crashing down with force.

His iron hammer has a short handle, but the head is surprisingly large, almost making one wonder if it's a paper prop.

But obviously not, the lanky figure's hammer swung out with an endless pressure sweeping across the field. A violent gust of wind swept up dust, even blowing off the thatched roofs of the blacksmith's houses.

It is obvious that this iron hammer is not only genuine but also a rare and remarkable tool.

"Welcome!"

Faced with this earth-shattering blow, Lu Zhaozong not only showed no fear, but his eyes flashed a hint of fervor instead.

With a roar, he raised his two fingers and gripped his iron hammer, charging forward.

With a deafening boom, his hammer, though seemingly smaller, held its own against the lean giant's iron hammer.

Both of them were at the initial stage of integration, but Lu Zhaozong was deeper than the other.

But he was left with only one arm, and with just two fingers to wield the hammer, he was bound to be at a disadvantage.

In this give-and-take, the two of them fought to a stalemate this time, neither gaining an advantage.

"Senior brother, I'm here to help you!"

The short, fat man beside him obviously didn't plan on fighting alone. With a swing of his ax, he charged from behind.

This guy was also at the early stage of fusion, his axe, though huge, was incredibly nimble. He immediately unleashed a flurry of axe shadows, instantly engulfing Lu Zhaozong.

The lanky man, after being knocked back by a single move, immediately resumed wielding his hammer and joined the fray, attacking Lu Zhaozong alongside the other warrior.

"Two dogs! Get out of here!"

Lu Chao Zong remained steadfast, his iron hammer ringing as it smashed towards the two figures.

But he was ultimately fighting two against one, and his body was broken. After a few moves, he was already at a disadvantage, being suppressed by the two of them relentlessly.

"Damn Kunlun artifacts, go to hell!"

When Lu Chao Zong was desperately defending against the giant axe, the thin man seized the opportunity. The hammer in his hand instantly broke through the defense and smashed into his chest with a deafening boom.

"Pffft!"

Though Lu Chaozong was a powerful cultivator, he couldn't withstand such a heavy blow. With a spurt of blood, he flew out like a ball.

Meanwhile, the short and stout man didn't stop his attack, his giant axe swung viciously towards Lu Zhaozong's back.

At this moment, Lu Chaozong was severely wounded and had no ability to dodge. He was struck on the back by an axe, his body flying forward before crashing heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the coarse cloth garments he wore had been completely torn to shreds, revealing Ye Bufan's latest crafted piece of armor that fit snugly against his body.

Two short and stout men, each brandishing a weapon, walked step by step towards Lu Chaozong.

He looked at the armor on his body and a look of sudden realization dawned on him.

"No wonder he could withstand my hammer blow, it turns out he has a spirit armor protecting him."

"Bai Pangzi, however, changed his expression and shouted angrily, “Lu Chaozong, you have such audacity! You actually passed on the refining techniques of our Lu clan to someone else"

The thin man also thought of something, and shouted: "That's right, your hands are now disabled, how could you possibly refine spiritual artifacts"

"Tell me, who did you pass down the alchemy techniques to What about the Burning Heaven Purple Flame, did you give that away too"

These two were both members of the Lu clan and were very familiar with Lu Chao-zong's temperament. They knew it was impossible for him to submit and that asking about his alchemy techniques was futile.

So, according to their thinking, they wanted to directly kill the person and bring back the alien fire. That would be a great achievement as well.

But now the situation is completely different from what they expected. Not only does the other party already have an heir, but they also don't feel the aura of the Heavenly Burning Purple Flame on them, so it should have already been passed down to someone else.

Lu Zhaozong struggled to his feet and let out a burst of extremely joyful laughter: "The Burning Heaven Purple Flame is mine. The art of forging weapons is also something I figured out myself. It has nothing to do with the Lu family, and it has nothing to do with Lu Chaoyang either."

“I give to whoever I want, what's it to you”

After that, he spat out another mouthful of blood. Although the spiritual weapon armor was powerful, it only withstood most of the two people's attacks. Under such fierce attacks, his internal organs were still severely injured.

"Of course, this is already extremely rare. You have to know that the two people opposite are both strong in the integration stage. If it wasn't for the armor, I'm afraid that the thin and tall guy's hammer would have smashed him into a meat pie. "You waste, looking for death, isn't it"

The short, fat man kicked Lu Chao Zong to the ground with one foot, then walked over carrying a giant axe.

"Spit it out, who is that kid Or I'll chop off your last two fingers, leaving you unable to even swing your Kunlun artifact!"

"You think you can make Lu Zhaozong submit to you That's a pipe dream."

Lu Zhaozong struggled to get up, but unfortunately, he failed this time. He coughed out two more mouthfuls of blood. The injuries he had sustained were simply too severe.

Even so, he showed no fear on his face, but instead burst into laughter again: "Come on, you two lackeys, if you have the guts, just kill me!"

"Before revealing the whereabouts of the Netherfire, it's not that simple, is it"

The short, stout man roared, "I'll cripple your hand right now! See how tough you are then!"

Having finished his words, he raised the massive axe in his hand, preparing to swing it down at Lu Zhaozong's hand.

"Stop it!"

Just then, a roar of anger came from behind.

The short, stout man retracted the axe in his hand. Several people turned around together and saw a young man standing behind them.

It was Ye Bufan who had arrived. He had originally come to visit Lu Zhaozong, but he didn't expect to see the scene before him.

Upon seeing his arrival, Lu Chaozong, who had been ready to die valiantly, suddenly showed a look of panic on his face. He then flew into a rage and began to curse loudly.

"Where did you come from, punk This is none of your business! Get lost!"

His words were clear: he wanted to distance himself from their relationship, so as not to be implicated.

Before he took Ye Bufan as his disciple, it was precisely because of this consideration. He knew that the Lu family would definitely not let him go, and finding him here was just a matter of time.

For this very reason, he only left behind the legacy and the Heavenly Fire of Extinction, not wanting to have too close a connection with the other party.

His idea was good, but the two people across from him were as cunning as foxes and immediately saw through it.

The lanky guy chuckled and said, “Wild boy Is that really true Do you think we brothers are fools I think this is the successor you’ve chosen, isn’t it”

"Nonsense, I have nothing to do with him." Lu Zhaozong cried again in a hurry, "Did a donkey kick your head Why don't you run and stand there"

"Can you run, if you want to"

The short, stout figure flashed and blocked Ye Bufan's retreat. He raised a giant axe in his hand and shouted, "Boy, quickly hand over the Burning Heaven Purple Flame, or I'll take your life!"tform about two meters long and one meter wide. On top of it lay a staff, looking rather like a Buddhist meditation staff used by Chinese monks, golden in color, as if crafted entirely from gold."Gol...