Xiao Feng's expression hardened, and his tone became decisive: "Brother Liu, now is not the time to talk about this. You should quickly take my senior sister to a safe place!"
He grabbed Liu Qisheng and pushed him toward the ice coffin.
Just then, a strong surge of spiritual energy suddenly came from behind.
It was as if countless tiny electric currents were jumping in the air, making a "buzzing" sound.
Immediately afterwards, a giant axe, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, cleaved towards Xiao Feng.
The giant axe gleamed with a cold light and emitted a piercing whistling sound, as if it were about to cleave the air itself.
Just then, a strong surge of spiritual energy suddenly came from behind.
Xiao Feng reacted swiftly, instantly mobilizing his spiritual energy and rapidly forming hand seals.
A blue light condensed in his palm, flowing like water.
He stomped his feet, slightly turned his body, and suddenly pushed forward with his right hand, unleashing a surge of powerful water-based spiritual energy to meet the sharp axe shadow.
"Boom!" The spiritual energy collided with the giant axe, producing a deafening roar.
Xiao Feng used the momentum to take a few steps back and regain his balance.
A hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes as he thought to himself, "Such a powerful attack!"
However, the enemy's offensive did not stop there.
Following closely behind, all sorts of weapons rained down on Xiao Feng.
Longswords, throwing knives, iron hammers, steel whips—each item was imbued with powerful spiritual energy, exuding astonishing might.
The air was filled with the shrill sound of weapons tearing through the air, as if they were going to rip the world apart.
Xiao Feng frowned, knowing that the situation was now critical.
He took a deep breath, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, and he uttered a low shout: "Suppressing Sea Prison, open!"
In an instant, a vast and boundless spiritual power erupted from Xiao Feng's body.
A pale blue light appeared around him, flowing like seawater.
The weapons that came rushing in were instantly rendered powerless upon contact with this light, like mud sinking into the sea.
Xiao Feng's hands moved in a series of hand seals as he manipulated the "Sea Suppressing Prison" divine power.
The absorbed spiritual energy from the weapons formed streams of water around him, swirling like giant whirlpools.
Whenever a new attack comes, it will be absorbed by the vortex and transformed into Xiao Feng's power.
Liu Qisheng was both surprised and delighted to see Xiao Feng single-handedly withstand the attacks of the crowd.
He quickly urged, "Quick! Let's leave now!"
With that, he grabbed Zhao Yuwei's ice coffin and turned to Liu Heguang, shouting, "Brother Liu, take your family and let's go!"
Liu Heguang suddenly realized what was happening and quickly embraced his wife and daughter, following Liu Qisheng as they fled.
They walked hurriedly, glancing back frequently, as if afraid of being overtaken.
When the leaders of the righteous sects saw that Xiao Feng was still able to hold on despite their siege, their faces darkened.
An elder snorted coldly and said, "He's just relying on some petty tricks. We'll join forces and take him down!"
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
Their eyes gleamed with excitement, as if they could already see Xiao Feng fall.
In an instant, the attack intensified, with various spiritual energies weaving together into a large net that enveloped Xiao Feng.
Just then, someone noticed that Liu Qisheng and his group were fleeing.
A glint of greed flashed in the eyes of a sinister-looking man, who whispered, "Since we can't take down this kid, why not grab a few easy targets to squeeze?"
After saying that, he quietly left the battle and chased after Liu Qisheng and the others.
The man thought to himself, "If I can capture them, I can not only gain merit, but I might also be able to reap some benefits from it."
With that thought in mind, he quickened his pace.
Just then, Xiao Feng seemed to realize something and suddenly pulled back.
He coldly glanced at the four elders who were trying to take advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Want to get a bargain? Then give it a try!" Xiao Feng shouted, his long sword flashing out like lightning.
The sword light was like a rainbow, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
Xiao Feng's sword-wielding posture was as smooth as flowing water, and the sword energy roared out, making people tremble with fear.
The four elders were immediately alarmed and hurriedly summoned their defensive magical artifacts.
However, how could they possibly be a match for the disciples of the Second Elder of the Azure Sect?
Xiao Feng's swordsmanship was exquisite, with every move aimed directly at vital points.
His figure flashed like a ghost, and blood splattered wherever his sword light passed.
In the blink of an eye, the four elders fell into pools of blood, lifeless.
This scene shocked everyone present.
Everyone stared at Xiao Feng in disbelief, a wave of fear washing over them.
They never expected that this young man would be so terrifying, that even the four elders were no match for him.
"Is...is this even human?" someone said, trembling, their voice filled with despair.
“We are no match for him at all!” another person cried out in terror, his face as pale as paper.
The group looked at each other, seeing hesitation and fear in each other's eyes.
They began to doubt whether it was wise to continue besieging Xiao Feng.
Just then, a deafening battle cry suddenly erupted outside.
The sound grew louder and louder as it approached, as if a vast army was on its way.
Everyone felt a chill, wondering what new twists and turns were about to occur.
A tense atmosphere filled the entire hall, and everyone held their breath.
Suddenly, the doors of the main hall were kicked open with a loud crash.
A group of cultivators dressed in black surged in like a tide.
They were full of imposing momentum, their eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.
The one leading the group was the High Priest, who spotted Xiao Feng at a glance.
"Young Master!" the High Priest shouted, immediately leading his men to rush to Xiao Feng's side and surround him.
"I am late, please forgive me, young master!" The high priest knelt on one knee and said respectfully.
His eyes were filled with loyalty and admiration, as if Xiao Feng was his heaven.
Xiao Feng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding demonic cultivators.
They were all in high spirits, clearly elites carefully selected.
With this fresh force, the battles to come will be much easier.
The righteous cultivators looked at each other, their faces filled with fear and despair.
They thought to themselves, "We're doomed! The Demonic Cult's reinforcements have arrived. Do we even have a chance of survival?"
Some people began to regret: "If only we had known this would happen, we should have taken the opportunity to run away earlier. Now it's probably too late to leave."
The high priest stood up and respectfully asked, "Young master, what should we do next?"
Xiao Feng smiled coldly, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes.
He said calmly, "It's very simple. Kill every single righteous cultivator present without leaving a single one alive."
"Yes, sir!" the high priest replied excitedly. "Rest assured, young master, we will exterminate these righteous ants!"
Xiao Feng nodded: "Remember, leave no survivors. I want the entire cultivation world to know the consequences of offending my Demonic Sect."
“Understood!” the high priest replied with a sinister grin. “We will make sure they die a worthwhile death.”
No sooner had the words been spoken than the demonic cultivators charged at the righteous cultivators like wolves and tigers.
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