"This is what happens when you offend me!"
The sect leader of Yunying Sect was ashen-faced, his body convulsing, and his eyes filled with disbelief.
He never imagined that he, the dignified leader of a sect, would be so easily defeated by a mere youth.
Xiao Feng looked down at the Yunying Sect leader and said coldly, "If you know what's good for you, send your disciples to the Huayun Sect for help immediately. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to have your Yunying Sect wiped off the map of the Divine Descent Continent!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the Yunying Sect leader.
He endured the excruciating pain and roared at the disciples around him, "What are you all standing there for? Go to Huayun Sect for help!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples seemed to awaken from a dream, and they all turned around and rushed towards the Huayun Sect.
As Xiao Feng watched this scene, his smile deepened.
Xiao Feng stood in the square of Yunying Sect, waiting with a mocking expression for the arrival of the Huayun Sect.
He crossed his arms, his eyes radiating a nonchalant air, as if everything was under his control.
Not long after, a series of hurried footsteps approached.
A dozen or so disciples dressed in Huayun Sect attire stormed into the square.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a resolute face. His eyes were sharp as lightning as he stared straight at Xiao Feng.
"How dare you!" the middle-aged man roared, his voice booming like thunder. "How dare you come to my Yunying Sect to provoke me! Boy, do you know what you're doing?"
Xiao Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.
He spoke slowly, his voice tinged with languor: "What are you doing? I've been waiting for you."
"Arrogant!"
The middle-aged man's anger intensified: "Today I'll show you the consequences of offending my Huayun Sect!"
Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man had already transformed into a blur and rushed towards Xiao Feng.
He formed his right hand into a claw, his five fingers like hooks, aiming straight for Xiao Feng's throat.
This move was incredibly fierce, clearly intended to defeat the enemy in one strike.
However, Xiao Feng seemed to have anticipated this all along.
He swayed his body and easily dodged the fatal blow.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Feng struck back with a palm, seemingly light and airy, yet containing boundless power.
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man felt as if he had been struck in the chest, and he flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Seeing this, the other Huayun Sect disciples roared and charged towards Xiao Feng.
However, Xiao Feng moved with ease, dodging left and right, dealing with the situation with effortless grace.
Every move he makes is like a precision-guided missile, always hitting the opponent's vitals.
In the blink of an eye, the disciples of Huayun Sect collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain.
Xiao Feng stood in the center, his robes fluttering, like a war god descending to earth.
Just then, a young disciple who had fallen to the ground suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Xiao Feng's face.
He trembled as he extended his finger, his voice filled with terror: "You...you are...Xiao Feng!"
Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow, looking at the young disciple with interest: "Oh? It seems you know me?"
The young disciple's face turned deathly pale as he recalled the terrifying figure he had seen in Wushan.
Xiao Feng left a deep impression on him at that time; his powerful and suffocating aura was something he would never forget.
"I...I am a disciple of Senior Brother Gan Feng."
The young man stammered, his voice filled with fear, "I...I saw you before in Wushan!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of reminiscence flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.
He recalled that he had indeed encountered some disciples of the Huayun Sect when he was in Wushan.
Looking at the trembling young man on the ground, Xiao Feng said calmly, "Get up."
The man slowly stood up, looked Xiao Feng up and down, and asked, "Senior Xiao Feng, what brings you to Yunying Sect?"
Xiao Feng's disgust for the Yunying Sect surged like a raging river. He sneered and replied without any politeness, "What am I here for? Of course, I'm here to teach these arrogant fools a lesson!"
The man frowned: "What do you mean?"
A hint of disdain flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes, his tone filled with contempt: "The people of Yunying Sect are too arrogant, aren't they? They actually dare to covet the Dragon Clan, wanting to capture dragons to cultivate? Do they really think they are invincible?"
Upon hearing this, the man's expression changed drastically.
He was utterly shocked upon hearing this. "What? The Yunying Sect would commit such a heinous act?"
Enraged, the Hua Yun Sect disciple immediately turned around and shouted towards the distance, "Where are the Yun Ying Sect people? Get over here!"
Soon, several disciples of the Yunying Sect arrived in a hurry.
The Hua Yun Sect disciples glared angrily at them, pointing and demanding, "How dare you! You actually plot against the Dragon Clan? Do you really think our Hua Yun Sect is just for show?"
The disciples of Yunying Sect looked at each other, stammering, "This...where did this rumor come from? How could we possibly do such a thing..."
"Still dare to argue?" The Hua Yun Sect disciple was furious. "Is this young master just spouting nonsense?"
Xiao Feng sneered, stepped forward, and exuded a powerful aura: "You bunch of cowards, you've already done it and you still don't dare to admit it? Do you want me to tell you your whole plan to capture the dragon?"
Upon hearing this, the Yunying Sect disciples turned deathly pale.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng became even more interested. He strode forward and grabbed one of them by the collar: "What? Are you scared now? Weren't you so arrogant just now?"
The disciple was lifted into the air by Xiao Feng, his legs kicking incessantly, but he could not break free.
Xiao Feng snorted coldly, flicked his right hand, and the disciple flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.
"Ah!" A scream rang out, and the other Yunying Sect disciples retreated in fright upon seeing this.
Xiao Feng flexed his wrists, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
"What? Is that all you've got? It seems your Yunying Sect is nothing special after all!"
Xiao Feng sneered, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
He suddenly leaped up, his figure flashing like a ghost as he rushed towards the group of Yunying Sect disciples.
"Since you won't tell the truth, let me help you get on your nerves!"
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Feng had already arrived in front of one of the disciples. His right hand formed a claw, swift as lightning, aiming straight for the disciple's throat.
The disciple hurriedly raised his hand to block, but felt a tremendous force strike him, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall behind him.
"Ah!" A scream rang out, and the disciple immediately coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.
Xiao Feng did not stop. He turned around and rushed towards another disciple.
This time, his palm strikes were like a whistling wind, like a blue dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable.
The disciple was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits and hurriedly summoned a jade shield to defend himself.
With a crisp "crack", the jade shield shattered.
Xiao Feng's palm strike, still powerful, slammed directly into the disciple's chest.
With a loud bang, the disciple tumbled out like a rolling gourd, crashing hard into a large tree and instantly losing consciousness.
"With such meager abilities, you dare to plot against the dragon race?"
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