Song Sinian smiled slightly, unmoved: "Brother Yue, things may not be as you think. Our Three Immortal Islands have always advocated punishing evil and promoting good. Are we now going to become villains who indiscriminately kill innocent people?"
Upon hearing this, Yue Wei's face grew even more gloomy.
He sneered, "Song Sinian, don't forget, the interests of our Three Immortal Islands come above all else. These two women must die as a warning to others!"
Just then, a charming voice interrupted: "Gentlemen, why argue over such a trivial matter?"
This is a metaphor.
Yu Yan smiled charmingly, her gaze shifting back and forth between Song Sinian and Yue Wei: "How about this, we kill these two women and consider this matter closed? This way, we can maintain the dignity of the Three Immortal Islands without damaging the harmony."
Upon hearing this, a hint of approval flashed in Yue Wei's eyes.
He thought to himself, "This Yu Yan is indeed good at reading people. Sooner or later, I will get her."
After Yu Yan finished speaking, she didn't forget to wink at Song Sinian, as if she were asking for credit.
Song Sinian smiled slightly and said nothing more.
Seeing this, Yue Wei coldly said, "Boy, get out of my way! I'm going to teach these two remnants of the demonic sect a lesson myself!"
Xiao Feng remained unmoved. Instead, he stepped forward and shielded the two women behind him, saying, "This is my personal action and has nothing to do with the Three Immortals Island. I am simply doing what I believe is right."
Upon seeing this, everyone became excited.
Some were clamoring to take action, while others hesitated.
Song Sinian watched this scene, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself, "This kid's cultivation is not simple. If a fight really breaks out, it will probably be Shen Mengze and his group who suffer."
Thinking of this, Song Sinian said, "I agree with Brother Xiao Feng. This was indeed his personal action and has nothing to do with the Three Immortal Islands. Why don't we just drop it and go our separate ways?"
No sooner had Song Sinian finished speaking than Ouyang Mingyue couldn't help but interject, "Elder Song, how could you do this? He's a disciple of our Qing Sect! Are you just going to stand by and watch him fall into danger?"
Song Sinian remained calm, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Don't rush. This kid's strength is probably several levels above all of you here. I dare say, even if you and I joined forces, we might not be his match."
Ouyang Mingyue was stunned and looked at Xiao Feng in disbelief.
Is that seemingly ordinary young man really that amazing?
Song Sinian continued, "I have complete confidence in this kid's abilities. Just you wait and see, he definitely won't let us down."
Hearing these words, Ouyang Mingyue's expression gradually softened.
She carefully observed Xiao Feng and found that this young man remained calm and composed despite facing numerous enemies.
"Perhaps Song Sinian is right," Ouyang Mingyue thought to herself, "This person is indeed not simple."
Yue Wei, who was standing to the side, noticed the unusual reactions of Song Sinian and Ouyang Mingyue, and alarm bells went off in his mind.
He narrowed his eyes and looked Xiao Feng up and down: "Could this kid really be some kind of hidden master? No, I have to test him further."
Just then, several disciples of Shenmengze gathered around Yue Wei, and one of them whispered, "Senior Brother Yue, this kid is too arrogant! Should we teach him a lesson?"
Another disciple chimed in, "That's right! With so many of us, are we afraid of just one guy?"
Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Yue Wei's eyes.
He took a few steps closer to Xiao Feng and sneered, "Boy, you're quite capable! May I ask which sect you're a disciple of?"
Xiao Feng replied calmly and respectfully, "I am a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, not worth mentioning."
"The Kongtong Sect?" Yue Wei frowned. "Never heard of it."
He thought to himself, "It seems to be just a small sect, all bluff."
Yue Wei turned around and waved to his junior brothers behind him: "Since it's just an unknown sect, then don't be polite. You guys, go up and meet this 'expert'!"
After hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Yue Wei's eyes.
He waved to his disciples behind him: "Since it's just an unknown sect, then don't stand on ceremony. You guys, go up and meet this 'master'!"
Several disciples of Shenmengze responded and rushed forward, eager to fight, and approached Xiao Feng.
At this critical moment, Song Sinian suddenly spoke up.
"Wait a minute!" Song Sinian's voice wasn't loud, but it was full of authority: "Yue Wei, how about we make a bet?"
Yue Wei raised an eyebrow and looked at Song Sinian with interest: "Oh? What does Elder Song want to bet on?"
Song Sinian's lips curled up slightly: "I bet that no one here can kill Xiao Feng. If I win, your Yunmeng Sword is mine."
These words caused an uproar in the audience.
The Yunmeng Sword is the sacred sword of Shenmengze, and only the eldest disciple is qualified to wield it.
Legend has it that the first leader of Shenmengze was a powerful and ruthless man who founded Shenmengze with the help of this Yunmeng Sword.
Such a precious treasure is not something that can be gambled on so casually.
A flash of anger crossed Yue Wei's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.
He sneered, "Fine, what if you lose?"
Song Sinian calmly replied, "Do as you please."
Yue Wei's eyes darted around, and he suddenly thought of something.
He glanced at Yu Yan not far away, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "If you lose, you'll crawl between my legs in front of Yu Yan, how about that?"
This bet is utterly humiliating.
Song Sinian's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal.
Just as he was about to agree, Yu Yan, who was standing to the side, became anxious.
"Elder Song, you mustn't!" Yu Yan said anxiously, "This bet is too much. Why would you risk everything for a junior?"
Song Sinian gently patted Yu Yan's shoulder and reassured her, "It's alright, I have faith in Xiao Feng."
After saying that, he turned to Yue Wei and solemnly said, "Okay, I promise you."
Yue Wei was overjoyed, fearing that Song Sinian might change his mind, and immediately ordered his disciples to take action.
A dozen or so Shenmengze disciples rushed forward and launched a fierce attack on Xiao Feng.
However, to everyone's astonishment, Xiao Feng remained completely still.
The attacks seemed to hit thin air, failing to touch him at all.
Before anyone could react, Xiao Feng had already casually waved his hand.
"Bang bang bang!"
After a series of muffled thuds, the dozen or so disciples fell to the ground like bowling pins, groaning in pain.
Upon seeing this, Yue Wei's expression changed drastically.
He gritted his teeth and took matters into his own hands.
With a flick of his wrist, the sword flashed like a rainbow, aiming straight for Xiao Feng's throat.
At this critical moment, the leaders of various sects who were holding a victory celebration banquet in the distance suddenly felt something was amiss.
At that moment, Xiao Feng dodged Yue Wei's fatal blow with a swift movement.
He sneered, and with a sudden flick of his right hand, a sharp sword aura shot out, heading straight for Yue Wei's chest.
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