"Ten Thousand Swords of Floating Life!"
One of the disciples entering the palace shouted!
In an instant, a rain of swords scattered across the sky, piercing towards the bronze cauldron.
A sword can't do much damage!
But what if there are countless ones?
Songze spat out a mouthful of blood, and the huge bronze cauldron dimmed considerably.
Xiao Feng glared at all of this from mid-air.
The tragic scenes at Chonghuo Peak and Shuiyun Peak kept flashing through his mind.
A myriad of swords in a fleeting life!
Good idea!
Xiao Feng silently closed his eyes, the scene from just now surging in his mind.
A sky full of swords descended from the heavens!
This moment is just like that moment!
"Ten Thousand Swords of Floating Life!"
The next moment, a spirit sword formed from boundless spiritual energy slashed straight down.
In that instant, countless disciples collapsed.
The attackers raised their heads in fear.
The Spirit Sword has sent reinforcements!
The sect leader of Xuanming Sect was the first to notice.
"No need to worry about it. He's just one person, not a true disciple, nor an elder. It's alright!"
One sentence stabilized the morale of the troops!
It seems everyone has forgotten how many disciples Xiao Feng just killed with that one move.
Even Matsuzawa forgot.
Looking up, all I could see was Xiao Feng's lonely figure.
Despair gripped my heart!
Is this how the Supreme Peak is going to end today?
kill!
With a roar, Xiao Feng charged into the crowd. A gust of demonic wind rose, and Xiao Feng's speed suddenly increased.
In the crowd, heads kept falling off, and before the disciples next to them could even react, scalding blood was splashed all over them.
The group was dumbfounded as they looked at the headless bodies around them.
Who did this?
Upon seeing this, the Xuanming Sect Leader immediately unleashed his ultimate technique.
Soul-calling flags!
The moment the magical artifact appeared, the world seemed to dim slightly.
It was decorated with the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and strange voices emanated from it.
It was chilling; that was the laughter of a vengeful ghost!
Those present couldn't stop praising him.
"They've even brought out the soul-summoning banner. This time, no matter how powerful this kid is, he's going to hell!"
"All of you, attack the cauldron with all your might and watch me kill that brat!"
Everyone held their breath and focused on their duties.
The Xuanming Sect Leader soared into the air and instantly appeared in front of Xiao Feng.
"Kid, your opponent is me!"
Looking at the black and white banner in his hand, Xiao Feng's eyes were full of sarcasm.
"Alright, I've got all the gear ready for the journey, so I won't stand on ceremony!"
As he spoke, Xiao Feng stepped forward with a ghostly figure.
Even the Xuanming Sect Leader couldn't help but marvel at this speed.
A sword thrust out, aimed straight at his chest!
It embodies the meaning of the vast blue sea!
Prepare to die!
The moment the figure appeared, the sword pierced into the chest of the Xuanming Sect Leader.
However, the next moment, Xiao Feng was stunned.
Without shedding a single drop of blood, the Xuanming Sect Leader vanished from the spot.
This is... a phantom!
Xiao Feng felt a chill run down his spine, but then he heard a sinister laugh behind him.
"Kid, you're strong, but you're still too green!"
Suddenly, a pile of white bones emerged from the soul-summoning banner, heading straight for Xiao Feng's back.
Xiao Feng rolled over and successfully dodged the deadly attack.
I've become much more vigilant!
[Idiot, kill him!]
The system notification quickly entered Xiao Feng's mind.
That's absolutely right!
The Xuanming Sect Leader is very fast; it would be difficult to injure him by simply thrusting with a sword.
But chopping is different!
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng randomly took out a large cleaver from his ring world.
Seeing this, the Xuanming Sect Leader laughed in anger.
"It was a semi-divine artifact just now, and now some broken blade thinks it can kill me?"
Xiao Feng remained silent, but the sword technique had already appeared in his mind.
"Yin Nian Dao!"
A powerful aura of blade energy cleaved out from the large sword.
In an instant, the Xuanming Sect Leader soared into the air, but this time, he was already part of Xiao Feng's plan.
As the broadsword fell, a streak of light flashed out, followed closely by sword energy.
With one breath, the Xuanming Sect Leader suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
Blood flowed out, the head fell to the ground, blinked, and died.
Seeing this, the attacking Xuanming disciples were dumbfounded.
The sect leader is dead!
Someone shouted first, and the attackers fled in panic.
Only one thing remained in my mind!
Survive!
But it was all too late; Xiao Feng instantly rushed into the crowd.
Left slash, right thrust!
In an instant, countless lives were lost!
Seeing this, the cultivators of Wushang Peak were excited.
A mere servant disciple was able to kill the sect leader!
We've won! The Spirit Sword Sect has a chance!
"Senior Brother, withdraw your defenses! Let's fight the enemy together!"
"Yeah, Senior Brother, let's charge together and kill them!"
Matsuzawa was overjoyed. Naturally, he wouldn't stop his disciple. A moment later, the group rushed forward together.
Although most of the disciples of Wushang Peak were skilled in defensive techniques, they were outnumbered.
Furthermore, with Xiao Feng already holding back most of the enemies, the rest were no match for him.
The army collapsed like a house of cards!
The battle ended in an instant.
Xiao Feng, covered in blood, arrived in front of Song Ze.
admire!
Words cannot express my admiration!
Songze never expected that among so many elders in the sect, the one who saved him in the end was a menial disciple.
"Junior brother, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have lost my life!"
Kong Xiuwen also clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Xiao Feng.
Thank you!
Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but his face became more stern.
"Don't thank me yet, I have some things I'd like to trouble you senior brothers with!"
Since Xiao Feng had just saved his life, Song Ze naturally wouldn't refuse.
"Junior brother, please speak!"
"The disciples from the major peaks on the mountain have all moved to Qing Peak. Could you please take the menial disciples from Shuiyun Peak with you?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ze and Kong Xiuwen exchanged a glance.
No need to say more!
Those arrogant people on Shuiyun Peak naturally wouldn't bring their own servants with them.
"Junior brother, rest assured, leave this matter to us!"
Matsuzawa accepted the task immediately.
But Kong Xiuwen thought one step further.
"Junior brother, what about you?"
Xiao Feng looked in the direction of Divine Sword Peak and Green Pine Peak.
"I still need to rescue people!"
These words were spoken with great determination!
Xiao Feng knew that no matter how much grudge he had against them, in this moment of crisis, they were all disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.
No one who needs saving should be left behind!
A pair of hands patted Xiao Feng's shoulders, and a warm feeling entered Xiao Feng's body.
"Junior brother, your senior brother can't help you, be careful!"
Kong Xiuwen also looked eager.
"Junior Brother, after you've rescued the people, head to Qingfeng and meet us as soon as possible. We'll be waiting for you!"
People are different!
Here, there's a human touch!
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