The moment the weapons return!
The enemies laughed.
"Since you don't want to leave, then you might as well all die here!"
They can be considered among the best of the best!
We came here to eliminate another group of geniuses!
They're about to do it!
Seeing the enemy's fierce approach, Xiao Feng gripped the Dragon's Roar sword in his hand even tighter.
Just then, a reminder came to my mind.
【Use the light sword!】
The Flowing Light Sword, having been damaged, is naturally less powerful than the Dragon Roar Sword.
Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, but the system in his mind kept urging him on.
[The Flowing Light is the ancestor of all swords!]
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng was completely stunned. The next moment, a stream of light appeared in the world.
Everything was shrouded in mist!
Dazzling lights!
At that very moment, Xiao Feng's sword rose high into the air.
The swords within the Flowing Light Sword came to life!
Countless golden energies gathered from various weapons and converged on the Flowing Light Sword.
In that instant, the enemy's weapon became scrap metal.
The light emanating from the Flowing Light Sword became even more dazzling.
A moment later, an aged voice entered Xiao Feng's mind.
"Kid, you've been holding me back for so long, show some respect from now on!"
Blade & Soul!
Xiao Feng's head buzzed!
Long time no see!
One's own innate spiritual root allows one to naturally absorb the spiritual energy of the five elements around them.
Naturally, the spiritual energy on the sword spirit will be absorbed by itself over time.
Now, the old man has finally come back to life!
The cultivators were dumbfounded as they watched their weapons turn into scrap metal one by one.
The Nascent Soul sword cultivator who had spoken earlier threw away his weapon.
Because he's set his sights on someone better!
"I am the Sect Master of the Tianshui Sect. Give me the divine weapon you possess, and perhaps I will..."
Before he could finish speaking, the light soared into the air, this time beyond Xiao Feng's control.
It was the Blade & Soul itself that was killing the enemy!
The aged voice resonated in Xiao Feng's mind once more.
"What trash dares to lay a finger on this Sword Master?"
The next moment, the Nascent Soul cultivator's head was severed.
The smooth cut surface and the fountain of blood shooting into the air left everyone around dumbfounded.
run!
Only this one thought remained in my mind.
Escape, a large-scale escape.
Seeing this, Ling Yongchang realized that his chance for revenge had come.
"Disciples of Divine Sword Peak, kill!"
Xu Qiao also raised his weapon and directed his disciples to defend against the enemy.
"Kill them!"
The disciples shouted one by one.
The army collapsed like a house of cards!
Let alone a group of unarmed people!
One-sided slaughter has begun, and terrifying sword energy lingers among the enemy ranks.
The battle continued.
Xiao Feng's figure stopped in mid-air.
An aged voice struggled to emerge in my mind.
"Boy, you're not worthy!"
The Flowing Light Sword has rebelled!
Within his own sea of consciousness, Xiao Feng frantically fought against the sword spirit.
This is a battle of minds!
However, neither the previous depletion nor the sudden strength of the sword spirit is optimistic for Xiao Feng.
At this moment, Xiao Feng could only rely on his last bit of consciousness to force the restored Flowing Light Sword to submit to him once again.
"Old man, you're mine!"
Xiao Feng screamed wildly.
However, the sword spirit continued to struggle!
The battle at Divine Sword Peak has ended, and Xu Qiao led his disciples to a great victory.
Except for those who ran fast, the rest became skeletons.
After the battle, Xu Qiao reluctantly came to Xiao Feng's side.
"Hey you, thank you!"
Xiao Feng stared wide-eyed, remaining silent, his entire expression blank.
"Hey! I said thank you!"
No response!
Seeing that it wasn't interesting, Xu Qiao rolled her eyes and left on her own.
Meanwhile, the battle in Xiao Feng's mind had not stopped.
"If you don't submit, I'll take you down with me!"
An aged voice replied.
"Very well, I will never submit to a junior like you. I only ask that after my soul dissipates, the younger generation of Divine Sword Peak bury me back in the Sword Tomb!"
Xiao Feng was furious, as he had fought alongside Liu Guang for many days.
Why leave so suddenly?
"You old fool, can't you even spare a shred of affection?"
"I have no affection for you, I want to return to my master!"
Owner?
Xiao Feng remembered the day he drew the Flowing Light Sword!
The mound beneath his feet was the owner of that flowing light.
That sword-cultivation genius from Divine Sword Peak back then!
He established his own school of thought and conquered the world with a single sword.
This is his true master!
Xiao Feng fell silent, and the confrontation ceased in that instant.
However, back then, Xiao Feng signed a contract with the Flowing Light Sword, and before that contract ended, that is, before his death.
The contract will not end!
Unless you're willing!
The aged consciousness sensed Xiao Feng's change and stopped struggling.
"Kid, what are you doing?"
Xiao Feng remained silent for a long time, and then a golden spot of light appeared between his eyebrows.
Xiao Feng extended his finger and touched his brow.
Contract terminated!
His aged consciousness froze; he could feel as if a shackle on his body had been removed.
"Let's go back!"
Xiao Feng's dejected voice rang out.
Indeed, I am not his master, nor can I compare to that senior from Divine Sword Peak back then!
The aged consciousness remained silent for a long time.
Finally, a kind voice remained.
"Kid, thanks!"
The moment he said those words, Xiao Feng slowly opened his eyes.
The light in his hand had also completely gained its own consciousness.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Flowing Light Sword headed straight for the Sword Tomb.
Xiao Feng landed slowly, and the people from Divine Sword Peak also came up.
"What's going on?"
Xiao Feng did not explain, mechanically repeating the same words he had said before.
"You all go, go to Qingfeng. The disciples of the Lingjian Sect should stay together. Remember to survive!"
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, sensing for some reason a genuine sadness emanating from Xiao Feng.
Sadness has materialized!
It affected the atmosphere around them, and even those who were close to Xiao Feng felt their spirits were low.
Helpless, everyone left on their own.
The bustling crowd has also disappeared.
The main peak's treasure pavilion.
With Sha Wu by his side, Chen Kun was finally freed up and rushed into the treasure pavilion with Li Luo.
Seeing the Nascent Soul experts robbing the place so frantically, the two attacked simultaneously.
In an instant, the group of henchmen were cut down from their horses.
Li Luo's eyes were full of disdain.
"A bunch of small fry dare to lay their hands on my Spirit Sword Sect's treasure vault? They're practically courting death!"
Chen Kun looked at the corpses lying on the ground; they were wearing brightly colored clothes.
These are representatives from different sects; it seems they have all been misled by Biyao Palace this time.
Li Luo sheathed her weapon and began to speak to herself.
"Senior Brother Chen, I'll go and take a look at other places in the sect!"
With that, her beautiful figure disappeared from the spot.
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