Zhao Yuwei stared blankly at Bai Zhao's outstretched hand, her expression extremely dazed.

There was a time when she thought this man was quite nice, and even considered staying here.

Right now, Jing Shen, whom they had finally managed to find from the lower realm, is dead at their hands.

Such hatred cannot be erased with just a few words.

"Smack..."

She forcefully slapped his hand away and stood up, her face full of anger.

"You actually killed my senior brother? Do you know how hard he tried to find me?"

Given the strength of those people in the lower realm, finding someone in the upper realm would be extremely difficult.

Moreover, Jing Shen once disguised himself and entered the Palace of Bliss, which was fraught with danger.

They were finally reunited, only to be killed by Bai Zhao in a sneak attack, without even being able to dodge.

When Bai Zhao saw Zhao Yuwei summon her weapon, his face also turned very ugly.

After dodging several deadly sword attacks, he said, "Listen to me, he was hanging out with those two. I...I thought..."

"Is that your reason for killing him?"

Judging from her expression, she was clearly unwilling to believe Bai Zhao and even wanted to take action again.

Seeing that they had intercepted Zhao Yuwei, the leader of Hundred Flowers Valley naturally had no support for Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing.

He laughed loudly: "Gentlemen, your hatred is none of our business. We... only care about them."

When Master Yuan Yue saw that Xiao Feng and his companion were isolated and helpless, his spiritual power burst forth from his body.

Judging from their actions, they clearly intend to make a joint move.

As Yuan Yue Zhenren and the other two approached, Xiao Feng's expression turned extremely grim, and he dared not withdraw the spiritual energy within his body.

Beside him, Su Xueqing landed, her voice extremely indifferent.

"Everyone says that you prestigious sects are good at frontal attacks, but I think you're all hypocrites."

Bai Zhao first used a sneak attack to kill Jing Shen, and then the four sect leaders joined forces to deal with Xiao Feng.

Neither of these points aligns with their image as a respectable and righteous family.

When Master Yuanyue saw that Su Xueqing was trying to guide him in this way, he sneered.

“Don’t think that we will obey you just because you use this method. He must die.”

In his mind, Xuanqing's grief-stricken expression was still vivid.

Seeing their determination to deal with him, Xiao Feng couldn't help but look at Jing Shen lying on the ground not far away.

This scene had a profound impact on his mental state.

"Jing Shen actually died at your hands? You call yourselves a righteous sect, yet you are so despicable."

Seeing that they had pointed out his crimes one after another, Bai Zhao dodged Zhao Yuwei's sword and snorted coldly.

“You are members of the Ming Cult, and we don’t need to follow any rules with you heretics.”

"Stop talking nonsense. Let me beat you into a cripple first, and see if you still have such sharp teeth."

Xiao Feng noticed that the four of them were using their spiritual power almost simultaneously, and he struck Su Xueqing with a powerful palm strike.

Su Xueqing was knocked aside by the force, her face filled with disbelief: "You..."

Clearly, he didn't want Su Xueqing to join the fray.

Despite their actions not being as honorable as one might expect, these four individuals are actually quite formidable.

If Su Xueqing were to join them, she might become a burden.

"You... I'll be right here watching you."

She casually picked up the jade pendant given to her by the Ming Cult, ready to crush it if Xiao Feng made the slightest mistake.

Xiao Feng knew that Su Xueqing had a stubborn personality, and no matter how much he said, it was useless.

The Flowing Light Sword was unleashed once more, its single hand forming a claw as it fiercely opened towards the four people.

"Water Curtain Sky Flower, seal it!"

All they saw was a curtain of water shooting out from his palm, firmly trapping them inside.

No matter what methods they used to chop and slash, they were unable to break through the water curtain.

With his eyes closed, the spiritual energy within his body gradually transformed into poison gas.

Even the whites of their eyes turned an extremely strange green, making them feel extremely creepy just by looking at them.

From a distance, Bai Junhao witnessed this scene and quietly recalled the incident with the Ming Cult.

"Poison skills? What's your relationship with the Poison King Wu Hai?"

Clearly, Xiao Feng had no intention of paying him any attention, and his poison technique remained undiminished, striking him fiercely.

"Bang...bang..."

Loud noises continued to come, and the four people inside the water curtain fought desperately.

"Luckily, the four of us worked together, otherwise this kid could have killed any one of us."

Beside him, the sect leader of Qingyun Sect gasped as he looked at the spiritual energy that had turned emerald green.

"This kid is really good at hiding his strength. Even I didn't realize he had such power. I really admire him."

Xiao Feng saw that they were looking at him and snorted coldly, "You think you can defeat me? You're dreaming."

Spiritual energy erupted from his hands, gradually increasing the stability of the Water Curtain Sky Flower.

Inside, the four sect leaders exchanged glances, and various sacred bodies took shape behind them.

"I don't believe we can't break your little turtle shell."

The four sacred bodies took shape inside the Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor, even poking a huge pit into it.

Seeing that the Water Curtain Sky was about to be broken, he fiercely swung the Flowing Light Sword in his hand.

A sword shadow several meters wide flew fiercely and struck down among them.

Fortunately, they were prepared in advance and raised their hands to receive the attack.

"Bang..."

The misty air revealed the slightly disheveled faces of the four of them.

Looking up, there was no sign of Xiao Feng in the sky.

"Watch out, he's heading your way."

Xiao Feng knew that his spiritual power was insufficient, and that he probably wouldn't have a chance against the four sect leaders.

Bai Zhao and Bai Junhao, on the other hand, had no one to protect them.

If you want to leave, the only hope is to grab onto one of them.

Moreover, Jing Shen's blood feud must be avenged; he absolutely cannot pretend he knows nothing.

Zhao Yuwei heard the sound of wind breaking behind her and noticed that the Flowing Light Sword in his hand had become extremely dim.

"you..."

Xiao Feng looked down at the blade in his hand, then casually put away the Flowing Light Sword and instead summoned the Rotten Wooden Staff.

"I must avenge Jing Shen."

If he hadn't led me into the Palace of Bliss, how could I have had the chance to meet Su Xueqing?

Without Su Xueqing's status and position, how could he move freely in the Upper Realm, and even have the opportunity to defeat these people?

"With your current strength? You actually think you can avenge your senior brother? I think you should give up on that idea."

With a cold snort, Bai Zhao didn't even take Xiao Feng seriously, and pushed out his palms hard.

"Bang..."

A loud crash followed, and the rotten wooden staff broke in half, the remaining force striking him.

Zhao Yuwei watched as Xiao Feng's body flew backward like tattered cotton, and was about to chase after him, but was pulled back hard by Bai Zhao.

“Come back with me, or... these people won’t let you go.”