After more than ten years on the mountain, you will become invincible when you come down.

"I gave you a chance, but you just don't know how to cherish it. So, you two are begging for mercy now. It's a little late! I won't give you another chance!" Lu Feng said coldly.

As he spoke, he slashed his sword across, and their heads rolled down...

Lu Feng looked at his rusty iron sword, which became brighter again, and put it away with satisfaction.

It seems that every time I kill a few people, the rust on my iron sword will fall off a little, and it seems to be getting sharper...

"Son of God, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble if you kill them?" Chen Haoran asked in confusion.

"Don't we, the Qingyun Sect, have enough troubles? If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. Even if you don't kill such people, do you think the troubles will be less? Remember, the weaker you are, the more others will want to take advantage of you, because all persimmons are like this You may be picky, but only if you are strong enough and have the corresponding strength, others will not dare to offend you easily..." Lu Feng said.

"I understand. In the past, the more we gave in, the more we gained, they pressed harder step by step. It is indeed useless to be patient. The more worried you are, the more afraid you are of them, and the more energetic they will be..." Chen Haoran said suddenly. .

"Well... Su Yao, please try to see if you can take off this fairy sword. This sword should be pretty good..." Lu Feng said.

Su Yao nodded, walked to the stone platform again, and reached out to touch the fairy sword on the stone platform...

As soon as Su Yao touched the fairy sword, a strange light began to shine on the fairy sword, which resonated with Su Yao's body.

The light gradually converged, and the fairy sword seemed to recognize Su Yao as its master, and fell into her hands easily.

The sword is light and faintly exudes a heart-stopping aura.

Su Yao clenched the hilt of the sword, and a feeling of blood connection came to her heart.

"This...this is recognition of the master!" Lu Feng said in surprise.

A trace of envy flashed in Chen Haoran's eyes, but then he smiled: "Congratulations to Junior Sister Su Yao for getting such a sword!"

Su Yao glanced at the two of them gratefully. She knew that without the support of Lu Feng and Chen Haoran, she would not have been able to obtain this sword so easily.

"Son of God, Senior Brother Haoran, thank you for your support. I was able to successfully obtain this fairy sword. This is a heaven-level fairy sword. I feel that using this fairy sword is a bit wasteful with my cultivation level. Otherwise, this fairy sword I’ll leave it to you, the Son of God. You are the hope of our Qingyun Sect. I always feel inappropriate using such a rusty iron sword. After all, you are the Son of God of our Qingyun Sect. It is only in line with your wishes to use this heavenly realm. Identity..." Su Yao said.

Lu Feng was stunned. What happened to him using a rusty iron sword? He felt very comfortable...

"Su Yao, since this sword recognizes you as its master, then this is your opportunity. I have no habit of robbing my own people of opportunities. Besides, although my iron sword is rusty, I feel that it is quite easy to use. Just take it if it's yours, you're welcome..." Lu Feng said.

"Son of God, Junior Sister Su Yao is right. In your capacity, you should use a better fairy sword. We can get it again if we have the opportunity later..." Chen Haoran persuaded.

He also felt that Lu Feng's rusty iron sword was a bit too embarrassing, as if the Qingyun Sect abused its own divine son, as if the Qingyun Sect did not have a good sword...

"Ahem... I think my rusty iron sword is quite good. You don't understand. This is the end of this matter. It's your opportunity, Su Yao. No one can take it away. If you are worried about who will come back, If you have any objections, just say that this is my decision, and if anyone is dissatisfied, just let them come to me..." Lu Feng said.

Su Yao felt happy. The reason why she wanted to give up the fairy sword was because she was worried that someone would gossip. After all, they were here to cooperate with Lu Feng. As a result, the Son of God didn't even have a heaven-level sword. What's the point of having a heaven-level sword for her? ?

"Thank you Shenzi. I won't take any further opportunities. They all belong to Shenzi and Senior Brother Haoran..." Su Yao said gratefully.

Lu Feng shook his head helplessly. In fact, everyone who knows him knows that he is not the kind of person who searches for his own people. Lu Feng will give them opportunities that suit them, but they don't understand yet...

The three of them walked out of the cave. They had already found the opportunity here, so they naturally had to look for the next one...

At this time, in the Lingxiao Palace outside, a ball of light flew into the hands of the palace owner Ling Xiao...

Seeing this light ball, Ling Xiao secretly thought something bad, because the appearance of the light ball meant that a core figure in their Lingxiao Palace had died, but who exactly could only be known by looking at the light ball... …

Therefore, Ling Xiao did not want to see this kind of light ball.

Ling Xiao took the ball of light with a gloomy face, made a hand seal with his hands, and a ray of light hit the ball of light. The ball of light bloomed quickly, and a curtain of light appeared in front of him...

Above the light curtain, six people were fighting, three of them were Lu Feng, Chen Haoran, and Su Yao from the Qingyun Sect.

There are three other people, they are Tang Yu from Lingxiao Palace.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao understood in his heart that it was most likely that Tang Yu fell and was killed by Lu Feng...

Ling Xiao watched the whole process with a gloomy face, his fingers crackling loudly.

"Hmph! What can you do to me? Lu Feng of Qingyun Sect, you are too arrogant! They have all given up, and if you still don't let them go, where will you put our Lingxiao Palace? Will you also treat me, Qingyun? The palace is in your eyes!" Ling Xiao said coldly.

At this time, Ling Xiao was very angry. A saint son of the sect who had definitely spent a lot of resources to train was killed just like that, and the other party knew that he was from Ling Xiao Palace. , how can he not be angry?

But Lu Feng didn't know this, and Lu Feng didn't know that Lingxiao Palace already knew about his killing of their holy son Tang Yu.

But even if he knew about it, Lu Feng didn't take this matter to heart. He would kill him if he didn't accept it. If he was timid because of his background, how could he grow?