Xiao Feng completely lowered his guard!
The person in front of me...
They're nothing but ants!
How dare you be so arrogant?
"Too weak!"
Looking at the person imprisoned in the water dungeon, unable to move, Xiao Feng smiled broadly.
"Who are you?"
The veins on Xing Zhiwen's forehead bulged, and his calves were deeply embedded in the mud.
His muscles were tense, and he practically spat out those three words through clenched teeth!
Fresh blood slowly flowed from his mouth, turning the once pristine white into a deep crimson.
The eyeball that Xiao Feng had previously scratched was now also oozing glistening tears.
Can't hold on any longer?
Xiao Feng found it all laughable!
This guy is still yelling at me!
Is it really that hard to handle even a little bit of pressure?
This is so boring!
Xiao Feng gently raised his hand, and the pressure in the prison decreased somewhat.
Who exactly are you?
"Me? Xiao Feng of the Spirit Sword Sect!"
Zhao Yuwei was also indifferent.
"Zhao Yuwei of the Spirit Sword Sect!"
Upon hearing those two names, Xing Zhiwen instantly recalled the incident at Zuichunlou.
He was there too!
The scene of that Nascent Soul stage monster undergoing tribulation!
He saw it too!
However, Xiao Feng was far away, so he didn't know what Xiao Feng looked like!
But later I heard from rumors that the one who broke through to the Nascent Soul stage was a young man!
He has never believed such rumors!
Even a genius like myself has barely broken through to the Nascent Soul stage?
He's only been cultivating for half a year?
How could he possibly become a deity?
But at this moment, all the previous suspicions completely disappeared.
The old monster who has reached the Nascent Soul stage has arrived!
Xing Zhiwen's chest heaved.
"You are the person who faced the Heavenly Tribulation back then?"
Xiao Feng chuckled softly.
"Young hero, isn't it a bit late to recognize me now?"
"I...I was wrong...Please don't kill me..."
Xiao Feng retrieved the water prison and took two steps forward.
Xing Zhiwen lowered his guard.
However, what he said next made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!
"If I remember correctly, the rule in this secret realm is that whoever has the ability gets the resources!"
Xiao Feng's eyes were blazing with fury!
Only then did he truly realize...
Why was my master so cruel back then!
All six major sects are enemies of the Spirit Sword Sect!
This is not just talk!
They really are the enemy!
We'll fight to the death if we meet!
If that's the case, why should I be kind?
"Both of these demonic beasts are yours; I wouldn't dare take them!"
Xing Zhiwen collapsed to the ground, trembling as he crawled backward.
A yellowish mark was left on the ground!
Oh?
They're even worse than those two!
Is that the kind of person he is?
How could someone hold such a position in the Lingxiao Pavilion?
That's ridiculous!
"Prepare to die!"
As he spoke, Xiao Feng drew his sword and stepped forward.
Xing Zhiwen was completely terrified and shouted at Xiao Feng in panic.
"You can't kill me! I'm a member of the Lingxiao Pavilion!"
"If I die, no one in the sect will let you off!"
"The elders of the Spirit Sword Sect will not let you off the hook either!"
Xiao Feng shrugged and leaned his head up with amusement.
"Then guess who will spread the news if you die?"
As he spoke, Xiao Feng raised his sword and thrust.
"Suzaku! I know Suzaku's secret!"
Xing Zhiwen screamed in terror.
The dragon's roar was only a hair's breadth away from his heart!
The secret of Suzaku?
Xiao Feng came here specifically for this matter!
If the person in front of me can find some answers for me, it wouldn't be so bad to die a little later!
This is my senior sister's good fortune!
Of course, we can't let this opportunity slip by easily!
"Very good!" Xiao Feng shoved his sword back into its sheath: "You've earned yourself a chance to live!"
"Tell me what you have to say. If it makes sense, you'll survive!"
Zhao Yuwei's eyes were burning with passion.
These past few days, she has also been able to feel the heat in her body.
That's the Vermilion Bird unleashing its power!
Although he didn't know whether suppressing or releasing the Vermilion Bird would cause his top-grade Ice Cold Root to mutate again.
but!
But they are the four ancient mythical beasts!
Even if it gets really bad, how bad can it get?
This is an opportunity!
"I can help you catch the Vermilion Bird!"
Xing Zhiwen's chest heaved as he knelt directly in front of Xiao Feng.
"I want to live, so I would never lie to you!"
Xiao Feng rolled his eyes.
"Tell me a solution!"
Xing Zhiwen quickly touched his chest.
"I possess the Spirit Flute of the Wutong Tree!"
The phoenix dares not perch on the parasol tree!
"As long as I play this flute, the sound will surely attract the Vermilion Bird!"
"At that time..."
Seeing that Xiao Feng was becoming increasingly interested, Xing Zhiwen slowed down his speech.
They survived!
And it can also...
Xiao Feng turned around and handed the choice over to Zhao Yuwei.
"What does Senior Sister think?"
Zhao Yuwei pondered for a moment.
"Junior brother, since we can't find it anytime soon anyway, why don't we let him give it a try?"
Then there's nothing more to say!
Xiao Feng sat cross-legged.
"I'm warning you, no tricks allowed, or else..."
Xing Zhiwen raised three fingers, his face full of conviction.
"Otherwise, may I be struck by lightning and never be reincarnated!"
Oh!
People who say things like that are definitely going to break their promises.
Xiao Feng was cautious and activated the system early on.
Let's begin!
At Xiao Feng's command, Xing Zhiwen raised his flute and began to play.
The flute music drifted slowly, and in a moment of dizziness, Xiao Feng felt waves of lightheadedness.
"This is..."
[System notification: Consciousness state is locked!]
The next moment, his confused mind gradually cleared up.
It was definitely a trap!
Then let's play along. Xiao Feng took two steps back and used the dragon's roar to forcefully support his body.
Zhao Yuwei, standing to the side, also looked vacant, her eyes gradually becoming empty.
Both of them fainted...
Seeing this, Xing Zhiwen jumped up with a smile.
"That's it? I thought you guys had some incredible abilities!"
As he spoke, Xing Zhiwen walked directly toward Xiao Feng and the other man, drawing the dagger from his waist.
Looking at Zhao Yuwei's angelic face, he was immediately filled with lust.
"Take your time with this!"
Muttering something to himself, Xing Zhiwen walked towards Xiao Feng.
"You're so arrogant, aren't you? Kill me then!"
I'll grant your wish!
The dragon roared as it was drawn from its sheath, instantly piercing Xing Zhiwen's heart.
Blood gushed out!
Xiao Feng took two steps back, his scalding blood spilling onto the land.
"You asked for this!"
Even on his deathbed, Xing Zhiwen still couldn't understand why.
That's the Wutong Spirit Flute!
Why?
Why is Xiao Feng alright?
Why...
The unwilling fellow, with his eyes wide open, bid farewell to the world.
Xiao Feng raised his sword and instantly severed the head of the person in front of him.
Too weak!
To Xiao Feng, the guy in front of him was far too weak.
After searching Xing Zhiwen's belongings, Xiao Feng returned to Zhao Yuwei.
Zhao Yuwei remained completely dazed.
With his handsome face, Xiao Feng couldn't help but lean his head up to look at it.
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