Great Revenge Achieved

With the Holy Lord of Snow Moon taking action personally, the situation of the battle changed drastically!

That streaming figure instantly broke through the chaotic sky, and wherever it passed, there were severed limbs and broken arms!

One person was enough to reverse the general trend of the battle, and the name of the Holy Lord was indeed not ordinary!

Seeing that, the terrifying aura was heading straight for Yi Feng!

The black-clothed youth and the other two brothers also had solemn expressions and were about to step forward to meet the attack.

Suddenly!

A sword cry echoed in the world, resounding like a dragon's roar!

"Buzz!"

Hearing the sound, everyone looked back. No one saw when he drew his sword. They only saw the long sword in Yi Feng's hand flashing with light, and looking at the cold light lingering on the blade, thousands of cultivators retreated with fear in their eyes.

That one person and one sword met the Holy Lord like lightning, and the terrifying sword intent instantly dissipated in the sky, spreading like silk!

Looking at that phenomenon, the Holy Lord's eyes sank.

"Great Completion Sword Intent!"

A murmur shocked the sky battlefield into silence!

It is known to the world that among cultivators, sword cultivators are the most formidable in combat power and also the rarest, and those who can comprehend sword intent are even rarer!

Yi Feng was young and had already stepped into a profound realm, and had even comprehended the Great Completion Sword Intent. Such talent had not been heard of for hundreds of years!

At this moment.

The cultivators all over the sky were shocked. Looking at the two intertwining and expanding terrifying auras, they kept retreating, as if witnessing the sun and the moon shining together!

In just a few breaths, the battle between the two had changed the color of the world.

The unfathomable sword intent and fingering had attacked and defended each other no less than a thousand times, and the Holy Lord's expression became increasingly solemn!

As he roared, the strongest cultivation method of the Snow Moon Holy Land was displayed in front of the world!

"Grafting!"

Two fingers struck out together, and endless spiritual power poured out.

This was the secret martial art of the Snow Moon Holy Land, which could absorb the spiritual power of many geniuses for their use, and the spiritual power exceeded that of ordinary cultivators of the same realm by more than ten times.

At this moment, the Holy Lord's full-force finger had condensed into two visible white rainbows!

However.

The terrifying spiritual power that made the surrounding area change color and terrified people, when it fell into the eyes of the black-clothed youth and the others, did not cause the slightest ripple. Instead, it made these three guys look speechless and sleepy, and they commented heartlessly.

"Is this it?"

"This Holy Lord of Snow Moon doesn't seem to be that great."

"Except that his cultivation is a tiny bit higher than Big Brother Yi's, his combat power is completely at a disadvantage, and his spiritual power is nothing more than this."

A few words made the disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Land glare angrily!

But before they had time to refute, they saw Yi Feng sweeping his sword across, and the sword intent and spiritual power he swung out intertwined, and the scale far exceeded the Holy Lord's finger!

Looking at that exaggerated sword glow, the Holy Lord's eyes widened in shock.

The next moment.

A sonic boom resounded through the world!

"Bang!"

In just an instant of terrifying spiritual power, the Holy Lord was swallowed by endless sword intent and spiritual power, and his body was covered in scars, falling to the ground like a broken kite!

Even though he was already in an extremely sorry state, the shock in his eyes was still difficult to calm down!

"This..."

"This is impossible!"

"I have cultivated and absorbed the cultivation of twenty cauldrons to reach my current realm. Why do you have spiritual power far exceeding mine!"

Perhaps it was out of anger, or perhaps it was out of unwillingness and shock, the Holy Lord of Snow Moon actually admitted the ugly deed of cultivating cauldrons in the battle under the watchful eyes of the public, which made the disciples of the New Sword Sect look at him with disdain!

At the same time, it also made the black-clothed youth and the others laugh out loud!

"Tsk tsk, after absorbing the cultivation of so many people, you are still a piece of trash!"

"With this level, you can still call yourself a Holy Land?"

"I thought I could have a good fight, but you disappointed me too much!"

"Big Brother Yi has absorbed the natural treasures of more than half of the treasure house secret realm, which is enough for ordinary people to use for thousands of years. What does the cultivation of twenty people amount to?"

A few short words were even more murderous and heart-wrenching!

Treasures enough to last for thousands of years were actually absorbed by one person?!

What a shocking opportunity this was!

Is this perverted body still human?!

It's outrageous!

Hearing the terrifying truth, the remaining half of the disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Land were all dumbfounded. Looking up at Yi Feng holding a sword in the sky, a look of fear arose in their eyes!

Even the dying Holy Lord stared blankly at the figure in white holding a long sword in the sky, as if he had suffered a great blow.

It wasn't until he heard the laughter of the few people that a look of shame, anger, and resentment burst out in his eyes.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and he laughed out loud!

"Hahaha..."

"The foundation of my Holy Land is not something you juniors can imagine!"

"Don't think that just because you have gained power through a heaven-sent opportunity, you can look down on everything!"

As he spoke, the Holy Lord struggled to get up, pinched a spell, and a jade token appeared in front of him. He poured spiritual power into the jade token, and then knelt on the ground and roared!

"Patriarch!"

"A strong enemy is invading, and your disciple boldly asks you to come out and help!"

A roar shook the world.

Everyone was stunned in their eyes, only feeling an indescribable sense of oppression falling from the sky, as if it was a misty drizzle that was hard to see clearly, yet it silently enveloped everything!

"What a terrifying pressure!"

"This level of divine sense is simply inhuman!"

Trembling voices rang out in the crowd, and many people only felt a chill down their spines.

Yi Feng and the three brothers also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis at this moment.

The next moment.

A ripple spread out in the sky, and an old man with white hair and beard stepped out!

His face was full of the traces of time, and his long eyebrows concealed the light in his eyes. Although there was no excess spiritual power fluctuation on his body, he exuded a profound bearing that made thousands of cultivators revere him!

Seeing that person appear, the Holy Lord of Snow Moon and his disciples knelt down in excitement!

"Greetings, Patriarch!"

The old man lowered his eyes and glanced at the mess on the ground, his eyes full of disappointment. He swept his gaze over the thousands of figures of the New Sword Sect, and the expression on his face never changed in the slightest, as if everything was just ants in his eyes.

It wasn't until he saw the sorry state of the Holy Lord of Snow Moon that he spoke in a deep and majestic voice.

"Disciple."

"You have disappointed me too much!"

"In recent years, it's rare to see a decent cauldron dedicated. That's fine, after all, geniuses are hard to find, and it's excusable. But now, you can't even protect the reputation of my Holy Land and have been bullied to this extent. Do you know your crime?!"

Hearing this, the Holy Lord of Snow Moon hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, and then pointed at Yi Feng in the sky and argued!

"Patriarch, forgive me!"

"It's not that your disciple is incompetent, but this cauldron is too strong. This son is young, but has an extraordinary opportunity. He has absorbed countless natural treasures and his cultivation has skyrocketed. He has also created a powerful force to seek revenge. Your disciple has already tried his best, but really can't resist it!"

"This son has very deep spiritual power. I'm afraid there are still remnants of treasures in his blood. He is definitely not comparable to an ordinary cauldron!"

Following the guidance of the Holy Lord of Snow Moon, the old man sized up Yi Feng, and a trace of greed flowed in his eyes.

"Sword intent?"

"Hmm, not bad, he is indeed a good seedling. If I can absorb this cauldron, perhaps I can also comprehend sword intent!"

As he spoke, the old man slowly lifted his foot and stepped out.

One step, a thousand feet, shrinking the ground into an inch!

In an instant, he was in front of Yi Feng's eyes, and he struck out a palm, forcefully forcing Yi Feng back a hundred feet. If he hadn't experienced several life-and-death crises and had combat experience different from ordinary people, he would probably be injured by this move!

In a split second, all the cultivators present were dumbfounded!

The black-clothed youth looked at Toad and the snail, and pressure also appeared in their eyes!

"This old bastard has some skills, let's attack together!"

The next moment.

The four brothers struck out simultaneously. Their attacks were fierce and relentless, with the gleam of blades and the shadows of swords overflowing with spiritual energy, tightly sealing off the sky so that not even a drop of water could leak through.

However.

The old man did not fall into a disadvantage. His palms continuously neutralized their attacks with a somewhat leisurely stroll, making him appear rather relaxed.

Not bad, not bad.

This seat is very satisfied with these four cauldrons!

With a casual, smiling remark, the greed in the old man's eyes grew even more intense!

This expression completely enraged the youth in black!

Cauldron your grandpa!

You old mongrel, you really are an ugly Toad lusting after swan meat. You are ugly, but you sure think beautifully!

With your level of trash, you actually want to absorb the cultivation of us brothers?!

With a furious roar, the youth in black suddenly launched a fierce assault. His moves followed no set pattern; palms, fists, claws, and fingers constantly shifted. Wherever his intent went, his attacks followed effortlessly!

The seemingly chaotic techniques flowed as smoothly as moving clouds and flowing water, devoid of any flaws. Every move was filled with a terrifying killing intent that sent chills down one's spine!

Seeing the youth in black go all out, Yi Feng and the other three brothers also erupted with all their battle intent, revealing all their trump cards!

Suddenly.

Various terrifying techniques spread and exploded across the sky!

The old man was instantly overwhelmed, and panic continuously surfaced in his eyes!

This is... the Dao of Killing?

The Dao of the Sword?!

Devouring...?

And what the hell is this cloud of acid fog?!

After exchanging blows for merely a few more rounds, the old man was actually unable to parry and retreated repeatedly. At the same time, an expression of unbelievable terror emerged in his eyes!

This is impossible!

You juniors are so young. How could you have all comprehended your respective Grand Daos of cultivation, and even formed their rudiments, at such a realm?!

His exclamation caused the expressions of everyone present to change!

To cultivators, the two words Grand Dao were a dream that could only be heard of but never hoped for. Only the most stunningly brilliant geniuses in legends could possibly touch upon a trace of it.

But right before their eyes, these four brothers had actually comprehended a trace of it, causing their combat prowess to soar to the point where they could fight across realms!

These were truly monstrous geniuses!

No one dared to believe it.

To think that in their lifetimes, they would witness four monstrous geniuses appear at the same time!

As Yi Feng and his three brothers revealed all their methods, the Snow Moon Patriarch retreated step by step, his eyes already showing signs of aggrieved regret!

He had originally thought that he could obtain a few decent cauldrons this time.

He never expected...

These cauldrons were so massive they could crush a person to death!

In just a few breaths of time, a rare pleasant surprise had turned into a suffocating terror!

The Snow Moon Patriarch was surrounded by the power of various Grand Daos. Even if they were just rudiments, they were still the supreme power of the Dao, far beyond the comparison of low-level methods like worldly martial skills. Even an occasional graze would injure his muscles and bones!

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands.

Not to mention that he was now facing eight fists as big as sandbags!

The Snow Moon Patriarch, whose lifespan was already nearing its end, simply could not withstand the devastation of the power of the Dao. He soon ended up dead, his soul extinguished, and the disciples of the Snow Moon Holy Land were so terrified that they scattered and fled!

In less than half a day.

The Snow Moon Holy Land, which had prospered for a thousand years, was annihilated in one fell swoop by the New Sword Sect.

The blood feud of many years was finally avenged, and all grievances were settled. From then on, the illustrious names of Sect Master Yi Feng and the three great protectors shook the Thirteen Nations of the Southern Continent, revered by millions of people!