The Story of Cultivating Immortality by Shaking Light Star to Become the Master of the Universe

At this time, everyone's eyes were looking here. The Qi Condensation Stage was suppressing the Foundation Establishment Stage, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Especially the elders of the three sects on the judgment stage. They are also in the foundation building stage. How could they not be surprised.

Elder Xingyue Cave King, who was sitting on the ruling table, stood up and said: "This long sword is so powerful! It can't withstand it even in the foundation building period."

Shi Lihua had known for a long time that Xiao Feng had such a sword, but this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes, "I didn't expect that this sword can't even deal with the foundation-building stage."

All the elders stood up, fearing that they would miss a detail. They believed that they were not capable of fighting this sword.

Xiao Feng threw the real fire one after another, and Meng Yisheng was completely defeated.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, the great elder Jiang Feng stood up on the tribunal and said, "Xiao Feng, stop."

The other party wanted to die. Xiao Feng was furious at this moment and his fighting spirit was strong, and he couldn't hold back.

At this moment, a gust of wind passed by, and an old man with a fluttering white beard appeared on the battlefield. He grabbed the long sword Dawn with his left hand and shot out a few real fires with his right hand.

This person is Dugu Baiyun.

Everyone stood up and saluted Dugu Baiyun.

Isn’t the sect leader in retreat? Why did it appear here? Xiao Feng controlled Li Xiao with his mind and wanted to take it back, but Li Xiao only trembled in Dugu Baiyun's hands and could not break away.

Dugu Baiyun: "Xiao Feng, where did you get this spiritual weapon?"

"Spirit weapon?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this name, especially all the elders in the foundation-building stage. They knew very well what a spiritual weapon was. With a spiritual weapon in hand, their combat power would at least increase to one level, but they had only heard of it. , never seen one, let alone got one.

Everyone's attention was focused on the long sword Dawn, and other things seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Xiao Feng: "Master Qi, it was picked up by a disciple by chance."

Dugu Baiyun: "Picked it up? Do you know anyone from the Murong family?"

The Murong family? Isn’t my beautiful master Murong Xue’s surname Murong? Could it be that she was the previous owner of Daybreak? Impossible, impossible! She wanted to kill herself, how could she give herself this treasure!

Xiao Feng: "Disciple did meet a person named Murong a few years ago, but I didn't get Breaking Dawn from her!"

"Breaking Dawn? Is that the name of this spiritual weapon?" Dugu Baiyun let go of his hand, and Dawn returned to Xiao Feng's hand and disappeared.

The spiritual weapon was put away, and everyone recovered from their obsession.

"Yes. The disciple named it."

Dugu Baiyun asked again: "Where is the Murong you met now?"

Everyone pricked up their ears, and some even came closer. Everyone heard that if they wanted to get the spiritual weapon, they had to find this person named Murong first.

Xiao Feng: “I only saw it once, and I’ve never seen it since!”

Everyone was disappointed when they heard this.

Dugu Baiyun calmed down and said, "Then why did you attack Elder Meng this time?"

Meng Yisheng's face was extremely gloomy. Hearing this, he said first, "Xiao Feng, how dare you do such a heavy hand to your fellow disciples."

Xiao Feng: "To report to the sect master, Meng Qing used a poisonous hidden weapon. The disciple was angry for a moment, so he took a heavy blow!"

Dugu Baiyun stretched out his hand, and a poisonous needle flew from the ground to his hand. He looked at it, threw it to the ground, and said: "Meng Qing, you have been expelled from the sect!"

Then he said to Xiao Feng: "Xiao Feng, don't use spiritual weapons when competing with fellow disciples at the same level. No one can catch your moves!"

"Yes!" Xiao Feng saluted.

After Dugu Baiyun left, the competition continued, but the atmosphere changed, and the other participants lost their fighting spirit.

When Xiao Feng faced off against Xu Shengnan, Xu Shengnan flicked his sleeves and said, "No more competition, it's boring!"

"Sister, what are you doing..."

"Don't call me Senior Sister! Are you humiliating me? Senior Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Feng "..."

This competition ended hastily, and there was no doubt that Xiao Feng won first place.

The elders of the three sects present all ran over to congratulate Xiao Feng.

"Master Nephew Xiao, congratulations! Come to my place for tea when you have time. I still have some good spiritual tea."

"Come to my place, I have a jug of fine spiritual wine."

"Master Nephew Xiao, my daughter is only eighteen years old and has not yet been married..."

……

Xiao Feng knew what their intentions were, whether the congratulations were fake and whether they wanted to find out more about the Murong family, and they probably all had thoughts of putting him down.

In the crowd, there was a pair of resentful eyes staring at Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng seemed to feel something and looked up.

Xiao Feng crossed the crowd and came to her: "Senior sister, you are here too. When were you here?"

"Don't call me senior sister. Isn't it fun to tease others?"

This person was Huang Xuanxuan, who was looking at Xiao Feng with hatred on his face.

"Senior sister... no. Xuanxuan, I am not teasing you. It does not exist. If you are willing, you will still be my senior sister from now on."

"I don't want to!" After saying this, Huang Xuanxuan walked away with a face.

"What's going on? What's going on today? One is like this, and the two are still like this."

At this time, the transmission note on Xiao Feng's body moved, and it was Shen Fei who said, "My lord, there has been an accident, be here quickly!"

"Accident? What accident? Liu Qingling had an accident?"

Xiao Feng put on his wind shoes and hurried to Hengcheng. He traveled more than a thousand kilometers and didn't arrive until the next day.

I made an appointment with Shen Fei to meet at Juying Tower. It was already noon when I saw Shen Fei.

"what happened?"

Shen Fei: "Miss Liu and the others were fine in the front, and their revenge was avenged, but a city lord came out from behind and arrested both Miss Liu for murder. The city lord was in the middle stage of foundation building, and there was nothing I could do."

"The city lord here is actually a foundation-building monk?"

This is a city where mortals live together, which is so surprising.

"My lord, Miss Liu and the others will be sentenced to death today. Go and save them quickly."

"Don't call me Lord from now on, call me Young Master Xiao. Where will the execution be? Leave quickly!"

"Okay, Mr. Xiao, come with me!"

Xiao Feng and Shen Fei came to a large square where many people gathered to watch the execution.

Everyone was also talking about it.

"Hey! It's unreasonable. Killing a villain to take revenge is punishable by death."

"Who says it's not the case? Qiao Zhengan deserves to die."

"Hey! Do you think Miss Liu is stupid? She ran away, why did she come back? Now she's involved again."

"At least the revenge for killing my father has been avenged!"

"Yes! It's not easy for a woman to do this! What a pity!"

"Stop talking, I heard that Qiao Zhengan is the city lord, uncle."

Xiao Feng became even more angry when he heard this. He thought he was a city lord with strict laws, but he didn't expect that he was just avenging public revenge.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a sinewy face, wearing brocade clothes and a jade crown walked onto the stage and shouted: "The time is up, take the prisoner."

This person is the city lord. Since two people with high cultivation levels are to be executed, the city lord personally takes charge of the battle.

After a while, two people were escorted up. It was Liu Qingling and Yue Xiang.

"Damn it, a foundation-building monk occupies a city and feeds the common people, bah!" Shen Fei looked angry.