Kill the God Again

Xiao Feng recognized it at a glance; this was Ying Feihu's move from Lingxiao Pavilion.

Damn it!

Has he returned?

Xiao Feng had no time to react, raising his hand and swinging his sword.

The restraining wooden ball was instantly cut into pieces by Xiao Feng.

Si Tianyi and the others were finally freed from their predicament.

Si Tianyi and the few others were extremely anxious within that barrier.

Seeing the wooden ball break upon impact, they initially thought Sha Wu had won.

But after seeing who had arrived, everyone couldn't believe it.

It was actually Xiao Feng!

Si Tianyi was the first to rush out of the barrier, charging towards Ying Feihu.

"Die for me!"

Just then, Yan Yun finally arrived at the mountain gate.

Seeing the Sect Head make his move, Yan Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Sect Head has acted, our Sect is naturally invincible!"

As she spoke, Yan Yun looked at the other Senior Brothers.

"What's going on? What happened to Lingjian Sect?"

Wang Chongming saw Xiao Feng at a glance, and a surge of anger immediately flashed in his eyes.

"It's that kid again!"

"Everything that's happened is because of this kid!"

Lin Yuan didn't waste words, instead speaking directly.

"Stop thinking about anything else, the important thing is to find a way out!"

"With that Ying Feihu blocking us, none of us can escape!"

Ying Feihu repelled Si Tianyi and landed directly beside Xiao Feng.

"Kid, I've been looking for you!"

As he spoke, a large wooden ball once again enveloped the six people.

"Hand over the Phoenix Divine Blood and the Mystic Bird!"

"Otherwise, these six must die!"

Xiao Feng found it amusing.

Lingxiao Pavilion's plan...

It's simply wishful thinking!

"Alright!" Xiao Feng said with an indifferent expression, "Kill them, and I'll have a chance to become an Elder!"

"Kill Si Tianyi while you're at it, maybe I can become the Sect Head!"

Seeing Xiao Feng's serious look, Ying Feihu was angered into laughter.

"Kid, do you think those words can fool me?"

Xiao Feng also laughed.

If it can't fool you, so be it!

Xiao Feng swung his sword again, and the wooden ball shattered upon impact.

At the same time, the six Elders also escaped.

Li Luo was the first to land beside Xiao Feng.

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Feng's face was full of composure.

"Revered Master, I'm doing great!"

Seeing the intimate manner of the two, Ying Feihu felt an even deeper sense of contempt.

"You all must die!"

After saying that, Ying Feihu charged towards Xiao Feng.

Seeing this, Li Luo blocked in front of Xiao Feng.

And Xiao Feng spoke softly.

"Revered Master, this guy is Essence Severing stage cultivation, you're not his opponent, go rest!"

Li Luo's face was full of worry, but Xiao Feng's face was calm.

"Revered Master, just leave it to me!"

"He's Essence Severing, how can you be his opponent?"

Xiao Feng always had a faint smile on his face.

He even killed Gu Zheng!

Is he still afraid of a Sect Head from Lingxiao Pavilion?

"It's alright, Revered Master, he's just the next Gu Zheng!"

After speaking, Xiao Feng's figure charged towards Ying Feihu.

This time, Li Luo did not choose to stop him.

When Xiao Feng killed Gu Zheng back then, she witnessed the entire process.

Kid, go for it!

"Flowing Light, come out!"

In an instant, the world was enveloped in colorful light.

Seeing the hazy halo, Ying Feihu swallowed hard in shock.

"This is the Liuguang Sword?"

The reputation of the Liuguang Sword in the martial world was no less than any divine weapon.

Back then, the ancestors of Divine Sword Peak relied on their own strength to force it into becoming a divine weapon.

The Liuguang Sword had been silent for a thousand years!

He didn't expect...

Now, it actually appeared in Xiao Feng's hands!

However, after a moment, Ying Feihu recovered from his shock, and instead, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Kid, add one more thing, this precious sword is also mine!"

Xiao Feng was angered into laughter.

Such a scoundrel...

Rare in the world!

Ying Feihu drew the wooden dagger from his waist, and his eyes were also filled with a vibrant green color.

"Let you see the true power of my Lingxiao Pavilion!"

"Lingxiao Secret Art, Formation Complete!"

Hearing the sound behind him, Sha Wu was greatly alarmed.

This was Ying Feihu's true technique!

It was also Lingxiao Pavilion's technique!

Through the strength of one person, a Formation is instantly completed.

The power of the Formation is supported by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It only requires a small amount of driving force to generate immense power.

Just as Sha Wu was about to go to the rescue, a bolt of lightning struck at his feet.

Zhi Zhan had a mocking expression.

"Even if reinforcements arrive, what then?"

"Today, the three of us will slaughter your entire Sect!"

"Your opponent is me!"

"Kid, be careful! Don't forget what I taught you!"

Sha Wu shouted, turned his head, and fought with Zhi Zhan again.

Xiao Feng remained motionless from beginning to end, his eyes showing disdain.

Formation?

This thing...

What kind of Formation is this?

Xiao Feng was someone who could engrave the Beidou Qixing Great Formation.

Such casually drawn Formations were the lowest grade of inferior goods in Xiao Feng's eyes.

"Ying Feihu, I'll teach you how to use Formations!"

As he spoke, the sharp blade in Xiao Feng's hand began to draw in the air.

In the span of a single breath, seven Formation bases surrounded Xiao Feng.

"Seven Stars Converge!"

"Break the Formation for me!"

Xiao Feng shouted loudly, and the Formation Ying Feihu had just drawn instantly vanished.

Ying Feihu was dumbfounded.

"How is this possible?"

"How can you..."

Xiao Feng stood with his hands behind his back, smiling lightly.

"Do you have any other moves? Feel free to use them!"

Ying Feihu's eyes were about to split, wishing he could completely tear Xiao Feng apart.

"I'm an Essence Severing expert after all, even if you understand Formations, what can you do? Today you must die!"

"Wooden Stake Strike!"

In an instant, countless large wooden stakes appeared in front of Xiao Feng, crashing towards him all at once.

But Xiao Feng was not afraid in the slightest, raising the Flowing Light in his hand.

"Old man, summon!"

The Flowing Light shone brightly!

In the Sword Tomb of Divine Sword Peak, countless sharp blades shot out simultaneously.

Converging towards Xiao Feng.

When those wooden stakes were about to hit Xiao Feng, the sharp blades stabbed towards the stakes one by one.

The enormous force directly changed the direction of the wooden stakes.

Xiao Feng's face was full of smiles.

"Useless trash, is that all?"

Behind Xiao Feng were ten thousand sharp swords.

Ying Feihu was extremely panicked, and the thought of retreating had already sprouted in his heart.

"You... you have the guts to kill me!"

After speaking, Ying Feihu flew backward.

Xiao Feng sneered.

"Grant your wish!"

As he spoke, the sharp blades formed a massive Formation around Xiao Feng at the fastest speed.

Directly forcing Ying Feihu back!

This was Xiao Feng's Domain!

It was also Xiao Feng's arena!

"Today, it's a fight to the death!"

Xiao Feng raised the Flowing Light in his hand high, and countless streams of golden spiritual energy poured into it.

"Old man, do you remember the move we used at Qixing Ridge?"

The sword body lit up!

Xiao Feng bit his finger, smearing blood onto the sharp blade.

"Dragon Roar Swordplay!"