Xiao Feng immediately recognized that this was a move by Ying Feihu of Lingxiao Pavilion.

hateful!

Has it made a comeback?

Before Xiao Feng could react, he raised his hand and swung his sword.

The bound wooden ball was instantly chopped into pieces by Xiao Feng.

Si Tianyi and the others were finally able to get out of their predicament.

Si Tianyi and the others were extremely anxious inside the barrier.

Seeing the wooden ball break instantly, I initially thought that Saudi Arabia had won.

But after seeing who it was, no one could believe it.

It was actually Xiao Feng!

Si Tianyi was the first to break out of the barrier and charge towards Ying Feihu.

"Die!"

Just then, Yan Yun arrived at the mountain gate.

Seeing the sect leader make a move, Yan Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"With the sect leader in charge, our sect is naturally invincible!"

As she spoke, Yan Yun looked at her other fellow disciples.

"What's going on? What's wrong with the Spirit Sword Sect?"

Wang Chongming spotted Xiao Feng at a glance, and a flash of anger immediately crossed his eyes.

"It's that kid again!"

"This kid is the one who caused all of this!"

Lin Yuan didn't waste any words; instead, he spoke directly.

"Don't think about anything else for now, figuring out how to get out is the most important thing!"

"With Ying Feihu blocking our way, none of us can escape!"

Ying Feihu repelled Si Tianyi and landed directly beside Xiao Feng.

"Kid, I've been looking for you for ages!"

As they were talking, a huge wooden ball enveloped the six of them once again.

"Hand over the Phoenix Divine Blood and the Black Bird!"

"Otherwise, all six of them must die!"

Xiao Feng found it amusing.

This is the idea that Lingxiao Pavilion has in mind.

That's absolutely outrageous!

"Alright!" Xiao Feng said nonchalantly, "Kill them, and I'll have a chance to become an elder!"

"You might as well kill Si Tianyi too, maybe then I can become the sect leader!"

Seeing Xiao Feng's serious expression, Ying Feihu was amused and exasperated.

"Kid, you think you can fool me with those words?"

Xiao Feng smiled too.

If you can't fool me, then so be it!

Xiao Feng swung his sword again, and the wooden ball shattered with a crash.

At the same time, the six elders also escaped.

Li Luo landed next to Xiao Feng first.

Are you alright?

Xiao Feng remained calm.

"Master, I'm perfectly fine!"

Seeing the two of them being so intimate, Ying Feihu sensed a deep sense of contempt.

"You all must die!"

After saying that, Ying Feihu charged towards Xiao Feng.

Seeing this, Li Luo stood in front of Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng then spoke in a low voice.

"Master, this guy is at the Nascent Soul stage. You are no match for him. Go and rest!"

Li Luo looked worried, but Xiao Feng remained calm.

"Master, leave it to me!"

"He's a Nascent Soul cultivator, so how come you're my opponent?"

Xiao Feng always had a faint smile on his face.

Gu Zheng himself died!

Are you still afraid of the head of Lingxiao Pavilion?

"It's alright, Master, he's just the next Gu Zheng!"

After saying that, Xiao Feng charged towards Ying Feihu.

This time, Li Luo did not choose to stop her.

She witnessed the entire process of Xiao Feng killing Gu Zheng.

Keep it up, kid!

"Liuguang, come out!"

In an instant, the world was enveloped in a dazzling array of colors.

Upon seeing the hazy halo, Ying Feihu swallowed hard in shock.

"Is this the Flowing Light Sword?"

The reputation of the Flowing Light Sword is no less than that of any other divine weapon in the martial arts world.

Back then, the ancestors of Divine Sword Peak relied on their own strength to elevate it to the status of a divine weapon.

The Flowing Light Sword has been dormant for a thousand years!

Unexpectedly...

Now, it has actually appeared in Xiao Feng's hands!

However, after a short while, Ying Feihu recovered from his shock, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Kid, add one more, this sword is mine too!"

Xiao Feng was so angry he laughed.

Such a despicable person...

Rare in the world!

Ying Feihu drew the wooden dagger from his waist, his eyes filled with a vibrant green.

"Let me show you the true power of my Lingxiao Pavilion!"

"The Soaring Sky Secret Technique, formation complete!"

Upon hearing the sound behind him, Sau was terrified.

This is Ying Feihu's true method!

This is also a tactic of the Lingxiao Pavilion!

A formation was formed instantly by one person.

The power of the formation is supported by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It can generate tremendous power with only a small amount of activating force.

Just as Shau was preparing to go to the rescue, a bolt of lightning struck at his feet.

Zhi Zhan had a mocking look on his face.

"Even if reinforcements arrive, what then?"

"Today, the three of us will slaughter your entire family!"

"Your opponent is me!"

"Hey kid, watch out! Don't forget what I taught you!"

Shau ​​shouted and turned to fight the enemy again.

Xiao Feng remained completely still throughout, his eyes filled with disdain.

Formation?

This thing...

What kind of formation is this?

Xiao Feng was someone who could inscribe the Big Dipper formation.

In Xiao Feng's eyes, such a hastily drawn array was the lowest quality product.

"Ying Feihu, let me teach you how to use formations!"

As he spoke, the sharp blade in Xiao Feng's hand began to draw in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, seven array bases surrounded Xiao Feng.

"Seven Stars Converge!"

"Break the formation!"

Xiao Feng shouted, and the formation that Ying Feihu had just drawn vanished in an instant.

Ying Feihu was dumbfounded.

"How is this possible?"

"How could you...?"

Xiao Feng chuckled and stood with his hands behind his back.

"What other tricks do you have? Bring them on!"

Ying Feihu's eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could tear Xiao Feng to shreds.

"I am at least a Nascent Soul cultivator. So what if you understand formations? You will die today!"

"Stake Strike!"

In an instant, countless enormous wooden stakes appeared in front of Xiao Feng and crashed into him all at once.

Xiao Feng, however, showed no fear and raised the Flowing Light in his hand.

"Old man, call him!"

A dazzling display of light!

From the sword mound at Divine Sword Peak, countless sharp blades shot out simultaneously.

They converged on Xiao Feng.

Just as the wooden stakes were about to touch Xiao Feng, sharp blades pierced towards them one by one.

The immense force caused the wooden stake to change direction.

Xiao Feng's face was full of smiles.

"Useless trash, is that all?"

Behind Xiao Feng were ten thousand sharp swords.

Ying Feihu was extremely flustered, and the thought of retreating had already begun to take root in his mind.

"You...you have the guts to kill me!"

After saying that, Ying Feihu flew away.

Xiao Feng sneered.

"I'll grant your wish!"

As he spoke, the sharp blades formed a massive array around Xiao Feng at lightning speed.

They directly forced Ying Feihu back!

This is Xiao Feng's territory!

It's also Xiao Feng's arena!

"Today, it's a fight to the death!"

Xiao Feng raised the Flowing Light in his hand high, and countless golden spiritual energies poured into it.

"Old man, do you still remember that move we used at Seven Star Ridge?"

The sword gleamed!

Xiao Feng bit his finger, and the blood smeared onto the sharp blade.

"Dragon Roar Sword Technique!"