Take the Yunmeng Sword

Yue Wei was greatly alarmed, and in a hurry, he raised his sword to block, but was still shaken back by the powerful sword energy, stumbling and hitting the tree trunk behind him.

Just then, the Shen Meng Ze Sect Leader, who was far away at the celebration banquet, suddenly frowned and looked up thoughtfully.

"This Sword Intent... Could it be the head Disciple practicing?" the Shen Meng Ze Sect Leader thought to himself.

Seeing this, the surrounding guests flattered.

"As expected of a Qing Sect Disciple, they are diligently practicing even during rest time!" an Elder said with a chuckle.

"Yes, yes, this kind of diligence is truly admirable," another Sect Leader echoed.

The Shen Meng Ze Sect Leader smiled slightly, noncommittal.

However, just as everyone was still guessing, the Sword Intent suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The guests looked at each other, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes.

Someone quietly swallowed, someone unconsciously touched their nose, and someone else slightly frowned.

The Shen Meng Ze Sect Leader's heart sank, but his face remained calm.

He lightly coughed and said, "Presumably, there was a slight error in the middle of practice. It's fine, young people, it's inevitable to make mistakes."

Saying that, he quietly gave a look to an Elder beside him.

The Elder understood and silently left the banquet hall.

The Shen Meng Ze Sect Leader's face still had a smiling expression, but a wave of unease rose in his heart.

"What happened? I hope nothing goes wrong..."

Meanwhile, within the Shenmeng Marsh camp, a thrilling battle was unfolding.

Xiao Feng was enveloped in a faint golden light, and the long sword in his hand was like a spiritual snake spitting out its tongue, each sword strike as fast as lightning.

Although Yue Wei and the others had the advantage in numbers, they were no match for Xiao Feng at all.

"Bang!" Xiao Feng struck out with a palm, and a Disciple immediately flew out like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall heavily and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft!" With another sword strike, blood splattered from another Disciple's shoulder, and he screamed and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

In the blink of an eye, only two or three Disciples who could barely stand were left beside Yue Wei.

They looked at Xiao Feng in horror, as if looking at an invincible Demon God.

Song Sinian on the side was dumbfounded, his heart filled with both shock and ecstasy.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful! With him here, the Yunmeng Sword is secure!"

That was the truth.

Not only did Xiao Feng win beautifully, he actually obtained this Yunmeng Sword!

Just then, Yue Wei suddenly shouted, "No! You absolutely cannot take the Yunmeng Sword!"

He struggled to stand up, a 瘋狂 light flickering in his eyes.

"Even if I risk my life, I must protect the Yunmeng Sword!"

Seeing this, Song Sinian's heart tightened.

He knew that if they really took the Yunmeng Sword, Shenmeng Marsh would definitely not let it go.

By then, Three Immortals Island would likely be implicated.

After thinking for a moment, Song Sinian made a decision.

He turned to Xiao Feng and said, "Little brother, I'll give you this Yunmeng Sword."

Xiao Feng was startled and looked at Song Sinian with some confusion.

Song Sinian explained with a bitter smile, "Our Three Immortals Island is weak and cannot withstand Shenmeng Marsh's revenge. But you are different, you have strength and the Qing Sect as a backer. It is more suitable for you to keep this Yunmeng Sword."

Xiao Feng took the Yunmeng Sword, his fingers gently stroking the sword body, feeling the powerful Spirit Energy contained within.

A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but it quickly returned to calmness.

"Thank you, Brother Song, for the gift. I will certainly use this sword well."

Ouyang Mingyue stared intently at the sword in Xiao Feng's hand, her heart stirring.

The familiar sword light was identical to the person who had been frivolous with her that day.

She couldn't help but bite her lower lip, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

Could it be... him?

Yu Yan was greatly surprised to see Xiao Feng easily defeat Yue Wei and the others.

Her eyes darted around, and she immediately put on a fawning smile.

"You are really amazing! Why don't you come and be a guest at our Hundred Flowers Valley and let us entertain you properly?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng sneered in his heart.

Hundred Flowers Valley, one of the accomplices who killed Jing Shen.

However, he showed a gentle smile on his face and nodded, "Okay, I was just thinking the same thing."

Yu Yan was overjoyed upon hearing this, secretly delighted that such a master must be served well.

Then, she would have her sisters take turns, and she would definitely be able to take him down!

Her smile widened on her face, and she said, "That's great! I'll arrange it now..."

Seeing this, Ouyang Mingyue felt a surge of displeasure in her heart.

She took a step forward, pushed Yu Yan aside, and asked with concern, "Young Master, are you injured? Do you want me to check you?"

Xiao Feng watched the two women vying for his favor, sneering repeatedly in his heart.

He still had a gentle smile on his face and said softly, "Thank you both for your concern, I'm fine."

Ouyang Mingyue's face immediately turned red upon hearing Xiao Feng's words.

She lowered her head, but her eyes flickered with adoration, occasionally stealing a glance at Xiao Feng.

Song Sinian saw the hint and couldn't help but tease, "Oh, Sister Mingyue, your face is as red as a monkey's butt, could it be that you're interested in Young Master Xiao?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ouyang Mingyue glared at Song Sinian in embarrassment and anger.

Song Sinian chuckled, "I'm not talking nonsense, your fluttery eyes are almost eating Young Master Xiao."

Ouyang Mingyue was both shy and annoyed, and was about to retort, but suddenly thought of something and quickly knelt down, "Young Master Xiao, please take us in!"

Seeing this, Song Sinian also quickly knelt down, "Yes, Young Master Xiao, we have nowhere to go and can only rely on you."

The two women knelt on the ground, looking pitifully at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching.

He saw a dignified the old man approaching quickly, who was precisely the Shenmeng Marsh Elder.

His face was gloomy, and he angrily shouted, "Who is it! Who severely injured my Qing Sect Disciple!"

Before he finished speaking, the sobbing Yue Wei choked out, "Elder, this Disciple is incompetent. Not only did I fail to kill that Demon Sect remnant, but he also snatched the Yunmeng Sword from me."

Yue Wei was filled with regret, thinking, "If I had known this, I should have fought to the death at that time, and I wouldn't have ended up in such a state."

Upon hearing this, Ye Elder's face became even gloomier.

He stared intently at Xiao Feng, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes, "Kid, hand over the Yunmeng Sword, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Sinian quickly explained, "Please calm down, Elders! There is a misunderstanding here. Young Master Xiao and Young Master Yue Wei were gambling in a match, and the winner got the Yunmeng Sword. This was a fair transaction, not snatching."

Ye Elder was greatly surprised upon hearing this, and then turned around and slapped Yue Wei fiercely, "You bastard! How dare you gamble with the Sect's treasure!"

Yue Wei was slapped and staggered back, not daring to make a sound.

"Elder, at this moment, it is more important to retrieve the treasured sword!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Elder frowned tightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.