Chapter 300: Chapter 117: The World Turned Upside Down, The Guest Becomes the Host
Feng Mengrou said, "He’s a genius! A true genius!"
For some reason, Feng Mengrou had this kind of confidence.
A sneer came from the mountaintop, followed by loud laughter!
Without any restraint!
Feng Xiongyi said coldly, "You just mentioned there’s a demon in the Valley of the Dead that killed this octagonal demon ox, so it’s Tier Three.
Steward Mengrou, although you’re one of us, I cannot show favoritism...
Go there quickly again and bring back the flesh and blood of that Tier Three demon.
Remember, it’s blood and flesh, neither can be missing!"
With that, he waved his long sleeves and turned to leave.
Feng Mengrou shouted, "You’re breaking your promise!"
"Insolence!"
Before Feng Xiongyi could respond, the elder beside him from Feiguang Peak spoke up.
Perhaps trying to flatter Feng Xiongyi, or maybe truly angered, or possibly having a penchant for striking down those already in trouble, or for other purposes... that elder suddenly swung his sleeves, stepping onto a flying sword, overlooking the purple-robed woman below the mountain gate stairs, and said, "How dare you speak nonsense!?"
With that, he flicked his fingers, and the flying sword instantly transformed into four swords, falling diagonally like light chasing electricity, carving a ripple of chilling air in mid-air, pressing straight towards Feng Mengrou.
Feng Xiongyi did not stop him.
He walked with his head held high, as if he was the victor.
Lately, he’s arranged many things.
Feng Mengrou hadn’t expected the sudden attack, but she reacted quickly enough, flicking her fingers as the flying sword behind her shot out, weaving a silver plate.
Clang clang clang clang...
A series of explosions.
Feng Mengrou’s flying sword suddenly seemed powerless, crushed open.
And the four swords, in rapid succession, shot towards her like the wind chasing the moon.
Feng Mengrou wanted to turn around.
But how could a person be faster than a flying sword?
She painfully opened her eyes, yet couldn’t believe the elder of Feiguang Peak dared to kill her within the Sect.
However, she also realized the opponent might not need to kill her, as long as they severely injured and captured her.
After all, the acting Sect Leader somehow became Feng Xiongyi.
What could she do if Feng Xiongyi was all-powerful?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The flying swords arrived.
Feng Mengrou clenched her fists, but was already powerless.
At this moment, a buzzing sound, like a mosquito flying, suddenly came from afar, floating a pale glow of fireflies...
In an instant, the buzzing rapidly grew, like a murmuring stream, then like a waterfall rushing straight down, soon turning into the roaring sea tide, finally becoming the overwhelming tsunami sound, with an unstoppable force of a natural disaster.
A glow of fireflies exploded into brightness, like the sun in the sky suddenly falling before your eyes, then radiating a myriad of golden lights.
Ears, almost deaf.
Eyes, almost blind.
In the distance, that glow filled with death, rolling along all the wind and sand on its path, like the blazing sun revealed from the myriad golden rays of dawn.
It arrived in an instant.
Bang!!!
The four flying swords encountered that glowing light, flying straight back, clattering into the ground, deeply embedded in the mud and stone.
The elder of Feiguang Peak was stunned, quickly flicked his fingers, attempting to summon back the four swords.
During the summoning, he couldn’t help but look up.
The elders atop the mountain gate, even the departing acting Sect Leader Feng couldn’t help but turn their heads.
They saw in the sunlight, a man was striding in.
One-armed, black hair fluttering, with the remaining hand slightly bent.
And the one who knocked away the elder’s four flying swords... was merely a single flying sword.
One sword breaking four swords!
The newcomer, Great Yin’s Divine Martial Monarch... Li Xuan.
...
...
The flying sword made a loop and fell back into the scabbard Li Xuan carried.
Feng Xiongyi was about to speak, but suddenly noticed that there were more people behind Li Xuan.
Leading were two women.
One was a woman in white robes with hair bound, icy skin and bones, with an aura resembling an authoritative figure.
The other was a young girl wrapped in snowy attire, carrying a sword and arms behind her, akin to a chivalrous heroine of the martial world.
Evidently, this was the Peak Master of Purple Mist Peak, Hua Xiaoying, and her daughter Luo E.
The two women were at the front, followed by several others, all elders and stewards of Purple Mist Peak, each at the Soldier Lord Realm.
Li Xuan turned, bowed to Hua Xiaoying, and said, "Disciple, pays respect to Master."
Hua Xiaoying didn’t react immediately.
Not only her...
No one present reacted.
Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the elder of Feiguang Peak, still summoning back the four swords.
The elder’s old face turned red, looking at Li Xuan, he asked, "What sort of demonic sorcery is this?"
Li Xuan loudly said, "This is Lingyi Swordsmanship, taught by Master, mastered in just a few days."
With that, he flicked his fingers upward.
The flying sword rang back to life.
He spun upwards, looking down at the elder of Feiguang Peak.
The elder couldn’t withstand this humiliation, gathered strength to control his sword.
The four swords launched together, forming a spiral, shooting towards the sky.
Li Xuan moved his fingers, his sword beneath his feet forming a silver ring, repeatedly knocking the four swords away. While knocking them away, he roughly estimated the strength on the opponent’s sword...
Then, he was shocked to find the power contained in the sword already capable of "injuring over three hundred physiques" level.
Although not sustained, it was merely an instant burst of power, yet already very terrifying.
If not for his current constant inhabitancy of the three-strain demonic blood "Mutated Monster Monkey," "Rotting Buddha Corpse Rat," "Octagonal Demon Ox," raising his power attribute to 584, physique to 410, he might have really suffered a small loss.
If the elder was like this, the Peak Master was undoubtedly stronger, and the sword being forged... was especially terrifying.
Still, Li Xuan was amazed.
But the elder was even more so.
His four swords were scattered again, and this time... he hadn’t held back at all!
In the blink of an eye, Li Xuan had already descended, a sword against the elder’s throat of Feiguang Peak, sternly asking, "Sect disciple, without even asking, you attack with deadly force!
