The departure of the light

The moment the weapons returned!

The enemies laughed loudly.

"Since you don't want to leave, then die here!"

They were considered the cream of the crop among geniuses!

Coming here was also to kill another group of geniuses!

They were about to succeed!

Seeing the enemies advancing fiercely, Xiao Feng gripped the Dragon's Roar in his hand even tighter.

Just then, a reminder came from his mind.

【Use the Liuguang Sword!】

The Liuguang Sword had been damaged, so its power was naturally inferior to the Dragon's Roar Sword.

Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, but the System in his mind continued to urge him.

【Flowing Light is the ancestor of all swords!】

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Feng's head went blank. The next moment, Flowing Light appeared.

Between heaven and earth, everything was hazy!

Flowing Light shone brightly!

The sword in Xiao Feng's hand soared high, and it was at this instant.

The Sword Spirit in the Liuguang Sword moved!

Innumerable powers of gold, from various weapons, all gathered onto the body of the Liuguang Sword.

It was also at this instant that the weapons in the enemies' hands turned into scrap metal.

And the light emitted from the Liuguang Sword became even more dazzling.

A moment later, an aged voice entered Xiao Feng's mind.

"Kid, you've suppressed me for so long, be more respectful in the future!"

Sword Spirit!

Xiao Feng's head buzzed!

Long time no see!

His Heavenly Spiritual Root naturally absorbed the surrounding Five Elements spiritual energy.

Naturally, the spiritual energy on the Sword Spirit would also be absorbed by him over time.

Now, the old thing has finally come back to life!

Seeing the weapons in their hands turn into scrap metal one by one, those Cultivators were dumbfounded.

The Yuanying Stage Sword Cultivator who had spoken earlier threw away the weapon in his hand.

Because he had his eyes on something better!

"I am the Sect Leader of the Tianshui Sect. Give me the God Sword in your hand, and perhaps I will..."

Before he could finish speaking, Flowing Light soared into the sky. This time, it was not controlled by Xiao Feng.

Instead, the Sword Spirit was killing the enemies himself!

The aged voice generated in Xiao Feng's mind again.

"What garbage? How dare you covet this Sword Venerable?"

The next moment, the Yuanying Stage Cultivator's head was directly cut off.

The smooth cut surface and the fountain of blood spurting into the air stunned everyone around.

Run!

Only this one thought remained in their minds.

Escape, a large-scale escape.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yongchang realized that the opportunity for revenge had arrived.

"Divine Sword Peak Disciples, kill!"

Xu Qiao also raised the weapon in his hand, commanding his Disciples to resist the enemy.

"Kill them!"

The Disciples shouted one by one.

The army collapsed like a mountain!

Especially against a group of unarmed people!

A one-sided slaughter began, and terrifying sword energy lingered among the enemy ranks.

The battle continued.

Xiao Feng's figure, however, stopped in mid-air.

In his mind, an aged voice struggled once more.

"Kid, you are not worthy either!"

The Liuguang Sword rebelled!

In his Sea of Consciousness, Xiao Feng fought fiercely against the Sword Spirit.

This was a battle of spirits!

But whether it was the previous exhaustion or the sudden surge of the Sword Spirit's power, things did not look good for Xiao Feng.

At this moment, Xiao Feng could only rely on his last shred of consciousness to forcibly make the recovered Liuguang Sword submit to him again.

"Old thing, you are mine!"

Xiao Feng shouted frantically.

However, the Sword Spirit continued to struggle!

The battle at Divine Sword Peak ended. Xu Qiao led his Disciples to a great victory.

Except for those who ran fast, the rest became withered bones.

After the battle ended, Xu Qiao reluctantly came to Xiao Feng's side.

"Hey, thank you!"

Xiao Feng stared with wide eyes, still silent, his expression wooden.

"Hey! I said thank you!"

No response!

Seeing that it was pointless, Xu Qiao rolled his eyes and left on his own.

And in Xiao Feng's mind, the battle had not stopped.

"If you don't submit, I will die with you!"

The aged voice replied.

"Fine. This old man will never yield to a junior like you. I only ask that after my Soul dissipates, the descendants of my Divine Sword Peak can bury me back in the Sword Tomb!"

Xiao Feng was furious. He had fought alongside Flowing Light for many days.

Why did it suddenly want to leave?

"You old thing, is there no trace of camaraderie left?"

"I have no camaraderie with you. I want to return to my Master's side!"

Master?

Xiao Feng remembered the day he pulled out Flowing Light!

The grave mound he was standing on was the grave of Flowing Light's Master.

That Sword Cultivator Genius from Divine Sword Peak back then!

He founded a Sect by himself and pacified the land with a single sword.

This was his Master!

Xiao Feng fell silent, and the confrontation stopped at this instant.

However, back then, Xiao Feng had signed a contract with the Liuguang Sword. Before this contract ended, which was before he died.

The contract would not terminate!

Unless he willed it!

The aged consciousness sensed Xiao Feng's change and also stopped struggling.

"Kid, what are you doing?"

Xiao Feng was silent for a long time. A golden light spot appeared between Xiao Feng's eyebrows.

Xiao Feng extended his finger and pointed at the spot between his eyebrows.

Contract Release!

The aged consciousness was stunned. He could feel as if a shackle on his body had been removed.

"Go back!"

Xiao Feng's desolate voice sounded.

Indeed, he was not its Master, and he could not compare to that Senior from Divine Sword Peak back then!

The aged consciousness was silent for a long time.

Finally, it left behind a benevolent voice.

"Kid, thank you!"

The moment these words were spoken, Xiao Feng also slowly opened his eyes.

The Flowing Light in his hand also completely gained its own consciousness.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the Liuguang Sword went straight to the Sword Tomb.

Xiao Feng slowly landed, and the people from Divine Sword Peak also came over.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Feng did not explain, mechanically repeating his previous words.

"You guys go. Go to Qing Peak. The Lingjian Sect Disciples should stay together. Remember to survive!"

The crowd exchanged glances, not knowing why, but they felt a real sadness emanating from Xiao Feng.

Sadness materialized!

It affected the surrounding atmosphere, and even those close to Xiao Feng felt the low mood.

Helplessly, everyone left on their own!

The bustling crowd also disappeared.

Main Peak Treasure Pavilion.

With Sha Wu, Elder Chen was completely freed up and rushed into the Treasure Pavilion with Li Luo.

Seeing the Yuanying Stage experts looting wildly here, the two attacked simultaneously.

In an instant, that group of bandits was cut down.

Li Luo's eyes were full of disdain.

"A bunch of trash fish, how dare you covet my Lingjian Sect's treasury? You're simply courting death!"

Elder Chen looked at the corpses lying on the ground. They were wearing clothes of various colors.

These were representatives of different Sects. It seemed they had all been instigated by Biyao Palace this time.

Li Luo withdrew her weapon and spoke to herself.

"Senior Brother Chen, I'll go check other places in the Sect!"

Saying this, the graceful figure disappeared from the spot.