"Great Elder, how dare you betray the sect!"
"Senior Brother Feng always held you in high esteem, yet you could harm him like this?!"
Gu Linglong, Leng Ningshuang, and Zhang Ruocheng looked at Feng Xiaoyao lying on the ground, their faces turning pale with anger. The Great Elder, however, was unconcerned.
"Hmph, held me in high esteem? If he truly respected me, he wouldn't have hindered me. He should've joined me in killing the Sect Master! Then, I would've become the new Sect Master, and he would've been the chief disciple, second only to me!"
"But he chose to stop me!"
"I've raised him for so many years, taught him martial arts, and this is how he repays me? Respect me? This disciple is better off not having!"
The Great Elder sneered coldly.
Hearing this, Gu Linglong and the others grew even angrier.
"You betrayed the sect, and you still try to justify it?"
"Senior Brother Feng understood the greater good. You, as his disciple, are truly unlucky."
"Exactly, Great Elder, surrender now!"
The Great Elder looked at the young disciples in front of him with disdain. "You little brats want to catch me? You must be dreaming!"
"They can't, but what about me?" Ling Feng stepped forward slowly.
He drew the Seven-Star Longyuan sword with a whoosh.
The sharp sword energy surged out.
Seeing this, the Great Elder's expression turned serious. "Liu Rusi's disciple, the Martial Saint Body. If you had joined my sect back then, I wouldn't need to cooperate with the Xuan Shen Sect. With your talent, you would've helped me ascend to the Sect Master's position. Yet, you chose to be Liu Rusi's disciple! She, a fallen cripple, is no match for me! Ling Feng, Ling Feng, you have no vision!"
"You're not even qualified to shine my shoes!" Ling Feng responded indifferently.
"Good, very good!"
"Let me see just how capable Liu Rusi's disciple truly is!"
The Great Elder sneered twice and then made his move.
With a swing of his sword, a beam of sword light slashed toward Ling Feng.
But Ling Feng casually blocked it with a sword, easily catching the flaw in the Great Elder's technique. He countered with a precise strike, stabbing a blood hole in the Great Elder's shoulder.
The Great Elder's face changed. "How is this possible?! Your sword technique is so exquisite. How did you achieve this?"
"Exquisite? My swordsmanship is still far from my master's level," Ling Feng said flatly.
"No, this can't be! Liu Rusi, that waste, how could she teach you such a disciple? She couldn't possibly have this kind of sword technique!"
The Great Elder growled lowly.
Then, his aura erupted.
True Qi surged like a torrent—he was at the ninth level of Martial King!
Only a step away from becoming a Martial Venerable!
"Baiyun Divine Sword Technique, die!" The Great Elder unleashed his full power.
A sword struck out, its aura like clouds, layer upon layer, overwhelming!
Ling Feng saw this and did not dodge.
He thrust his sword forward, his posture ethereal like a celestial being. The sword light was sharp, like a guiding finger from the heavens. It was the Flying Immortal Sword Technique!
At this moment, man and sword merged, as if a heavenly immortal had descended.
The scene was ethereal.
All the disciples could only watch in awe as the sight before them was enchanting.
But only the Great Elder felt the overwhelming killing intent in that sword. In an instant, the sword energy ripped through the thick cloud-like sword aura, cutting through his neck. Blood gushed out like a spring!
The Great Elder staggered back two steps, clutching his neck, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at Ling Feng. "You... what sword technique is this...?"
"The sword's name... Flying Immortal."
"I... I won't accept this..."
The Great Elder's gaze dimmed, and with a loud thud, he fell to his knees.
At the ninth level of Martial King, he had fallen!
[Ding! Host has killed the Great Elder and cleared the sect. Congratulations, host has received a random talent lottery draw!]
The system's notification rang out.
However, Ling Feng had no time to draw a prize.
He looked at the Baiyun Sect Master and the others, still fighting fiercely against the Xuan Shen Sect, then turned his gaze to the Xuan Shen Sect disciples who were breaking through the formation, entering the sect one by one.
His eyes grew colder.
"Senior Brother Ling Feng! Please lead us to resist the Xuan Shen Sect!"
"Senior Brother Ling Feng, please lead us!"
Several disciples approached Ling Feng.
Seeing these people, Ling Feng thought of something and his eyes brightened. He then took out several copper spheres and handed them to the others, saying, "These are called Fire Thunder Bombs. Inject your true qi into them to activate them!"
"If you encounter an opponent you can't resist, throw this orb!"
The disciples held the copper spheres in their hands, some curious.
"Is this really useful?"
But Gu Linglong and Leng Ningshuang didn't doubt it.
Gu Linglong took one of the orbs, infused her true qi into it, and threw it toward a group of Xuan Shen Sect disciples.
The disciples from Xuan Shen Sect, seeing the copper orb flying toward them, were confused.
But the next moment...
The orb emitted a red light and exploded with a loud bang!
Terrifying flames and lightning erupted, engulfing an area of several dozen meters!
Everything within the blast radius turned to ashes!
Over a dozen Martial Spirit level experts fell on the spot!The overwhelming power left the Baiyun Sect disciples dumbfounded.
They looked at the copper spheres in their hands, now feeling their weight.
"What a terrifying weapon!"
"Haha, with this, who needs to fear the Xuan Shen Sect?"
Excited, the disciples charged at the Xuan Shen Sect members, holding the copper spheres.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
Thunder and fire exploded in the air.
It was like a series of fireworks going off.
One by one, the Xuan Shen Sect disciples turned into ash under the force of the explosions!
Meanwhile, Ling Feng wasn't idle either.
His finger pointed, and he activated his sword control technique. The Seven-Star Longyuan sword transformed into a dragon, spiraling through the air, letting out a loud dragon's roar.
Wherever the sword passed, Xuan Shen Sect disciples were decapitated.
It was like mowing down grass.
The top experts of the Xuan Shen Sect were shaken by this scene.
"Who... who is this guy?!"
"I know him, he's Ling Feng!"
"Damn, didn't they say he's just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy? How can he have such strength?!"
"No wonder he could kill a Martial King. He's terrifying."
"This person, if left alive, will definitely be a future threat!"
"Kill him!"
Their eyes were cold, and they sought to eliminate Ling Feng first.
Instantly, three Martial Kings and seven or eight Martial Venerables united and flew toward Ling Feng. Seeing this, Ling Feng simply clenched his fist.
He squeezed his fingers, and with a punch, chaos erupted.
The Chaotic Era Overlord Fist was unleashed.
Eleven massive elephants appeared in the void, roaring furiously.
Wherever the fist passed, the very air trembled.
The three Martial Kings and seven or eight Martial Venerables were instantly crushed and fell from the sky, smashing into the ground as nothing but meat!
"What... what kind of fist is this?!"
"Damn it, this guy isn't human, he's a monster!!"
The Xuan Shen Sect members looked at Ling Feng, fear written all over their faces.
The white-haired elder leading them swallowed hard, then shouted decisively, "Retreat!!"
He tried to escape, but was stopped by the Baiyun Sect Master, who laughed and said, "Haha, since you've come, don't think of leaving now! Stay and fight!"
"Damn!! Secret Technique, Blood Light Divine Sword!"
The white-haired elder roared, activating his true blood energy. A blood-red sword shadow slashed toward the Baiyun Sect Master!
The Sect Master's gaze sharpened. Just as he was about to block, a voice came from behind him—Ling Feng's.
"Sect Master, move aside!!"
In the blink of an eye, the Sect Master dodged.
Ling Feng raised his hand and threw out over twenty Fire Thunder Bombs directly into the fray!