Xiao Feng swung the weapon in his hand and found it quite comfortable, so he simply tucked it into the scabbard at his waist.

"knock off!"

He spent those thousand spirit stones quite comfortably, managing to take all the treasures of Divine Sword Peak.

Feeling pleased with himself, Xiao Feng walked towards the gate of the Sword Tomb. However, after taking only two steps, Bai Chengwang and Xu Qiao appeared in front of him at the same time.

"Greetings, senior brothers!"

Xiao Feng was very pleased, and his words were naturally more polite. However, the two men did not look at Xiao Feng with any good mood.

"Excuse me, junior brother, you need to put back what doesn't belong to you!"

Xiao Feng frowned slightly.

"What do you mean, senior brother?"

Bai Chengwang snorted coldly.

"Stop pretending! The Flowing Light Sword, this is the weapon of our Divine Sword Edge!"

A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.

To outsiders, he's just a disciple with mixed spiritual roots, yet he wields such a powerful weapon; naturally, everyone wants to take a swipe at him.

Xiao Feng understood this principle well, but it was impossible for him to vomit up the fat he had swallowed.

"Senior brothers, if you leave now, I'll just think you're joking!"

Xiao Feng was not someone to be trifled with; it was just that he had a favorable impression of this disciple of Divine Sword Peak.

"Enough nonsense! The Flowing Light Sword can only be given to the disciples of Divine Sword Peak!"

Xu Qiao simply dropped his feigned kindness and reached out as if to snatch a sword.

Xiao Feng took two steps back, a mocking smile on his face.

"Senior brothers, are you ungrateful? This Flowing Light Sword has already recognized me as its master, so why should it belong to your Divine Sword Peak?"

Xu Qiao showed no mercy, his aura suddenly surging, rising to the early stage of the Golden Core realm in the blink of an eye. Seeing this, Bai Chengwang also raised his aura to the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm.

"Junior brother, I advise you to be sensible. If you put the things back now, neither of us will make a move!"

"Why waste words with him! It's obvious he stole our sect's treasure through crooked means. How could someone with mixed spiritual roots possibly have such abilities?"

Xiao Feng snorted coldly.

"Senior brothers, private duels within the sect are against the rules. You two don't want to cause any trouble, do you?"

Xiao Feng's face was full of impoliteness.

Xu Qiao was the first to attack Xiao Feng.

"A rain of swords fills the sky!"

The next second, countless sword energies appeared out of thin air, all aimed at Xiao Feng. In an instant, the hairs on the back of Xiao Feng's body stood on end, and cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.

Xiao Feng understood that he was only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and it would be difficult for him to withstand this attack.

"Hey Xiao, if you return the things now, you might live. But if you remain stubborn, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Bai Chengwang stood to the side, brimming with confidence. After all, with Xu Qiao's early-stage Golden Core strength, Xiao Feng would have no choice but to hand over the power, even if he didn't want to.

"Then let's give it a try!"

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, silently reciting the Flowing Light Sword Technique in his mind.

"Then die!"

Seeing that Xiao Feng was still stubborn and unrepentant, Xu Qiao didn't bother with any more words, and countless sword energies instantly pierced towards Xiao Feng's body.

"Flowing Light Sword Technique!"

Xiao Feng roared, and instantly countless colorful lights rose up around him. The sword energy disappeared into thin air the moment it touched these colorful lights.

Xu Qiao and Bai Chengwang exchanged a glance, inwardly realizing the danger. They decided to attack simultaneously, but that attack had already drained most of Xiao Feng's spiritual energy, leaving them with no ability to retaliate.

At the critical moment, when Xiao Feng thought his life was about to end, the sword appeared out of thin air and blocked all the attacks.

Xiao Feng took three steps back, glanced at the bewildered disciples around him, and a wicked thought suddenly came to his mind.

"Disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, those Divine Sword Peak members are bluffing us. They cheated us out of a thousand spirit stones by using the name of this Flowing Light Sword. Now that I have pledged allegiance to the sword, they're denying it!"

"Do you agree to this?"

Upon hearing this, the people around him immediately erupted like a powder keg, each expressing their dissatisfaction.

"We cannot agree to this!"

"That's right, this is obviously a scam, give us our money back!"

"Refund! Refund! Refund!"

Seeing this, Xiao Feng smiled and put away his weapon. The crowd was indignant, but Xiao Feng was confident that the two people in front of him did not want to cause a scene.

"Senior brother, you can have this Flowing Light Sword, but you have to spit out what you swallowed from Divine Sword Peak!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng became even more of a hero for protecting the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, and the people around him launched another round of provocations.

"That's right, make you spit out what you've eaten!"

"It was agreed that anyone could take it, do you people from Divine Sword Peak have no shame?"

"Give me my money back!"

Xu Qiao and his companion suddenly felt as if they were on a hot seat. A quick glance around revealed at least two or three hundred people.

Each person gets a thousand spirit stones, that's two or three hundred thousand!

This amount of money is enough to buy a low-grade divine artifact. An ordinary cultivator could never obtain so many spirit stones in their entire life.

Even a genius like Xu Qiao would have to work himself to the bone without eating or drinking to accumulate that much; this is simply impossible.

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate, Bai Chengwang couldn't help but speak to Xu Qiao, who was standing to the side.

"Senior brother, maybe we should just forget about it, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, a powerful force suddenly erupted from Xu Qiao's body. Most of the disciples here were at the Foundation Establishment stage, and none of them could withstand the pressure from the Golden Core stage.

"If anyone dares to speak again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Seeing this, Xiao Feng found it laughable. The people of Divine Sword Peak all looked like immortals, but in reality they were all hypocrites who couldn't hold back when their interests were involved.

"Put the sword back in. This is the last time!"

The Flowing Light Sword flashed in Xiao Feng's hand, as if telling him that he was going to teach the disciples on the peak a lesson.

The spirit of the Flowing Light Sword is considered an ancestor on this Divine Sword Peak. How could it tolerate the shamelessness of the disciples of the Sinking Sword Peak?

Do you want to fight?

Xiao Feng asked with a smile.

The light flashed again, seemingly agreeing with Xiao Feng's idea.

Xiao Feng understood that even if he didn't want to fight, he had no choice but to fight now, because this guy seemed to have no intention of letting him go at all.

"Senior brother, then I'll have to offend you!"

The next second, Xiao Feng soared into the air, the force of his feet instantly sending dust flying and the clods of earth he kicked up causing the surrounding disciples to take a few steps back.

Upon seeing this, Xu Qiao roared in anger.

"court death!"

The next second, their weapons clashed, and Xu Qiao's weapon was actually cut in two.

So sharp!

Xiao Feng gasped inwardly, for the sensation of his strike felt as if he had struck the ground.

The broken weapon had an incredibly smooth cross-section.