Qiankun Gourd

The atmosphere in the main hall was tense and solemn.

Two figures quickly shuttled back and forth in the main hall. The intensity of the fight was staggering, and every confrontation was accompanied by a slight tremor in the space.

The immortal energy on their bodies surged like a tide, causing the entire hall to tremble.

On a stone platform not far ahead, a treasure shining with silver light stood quietly. It was a three-pointed, double-edged sword about ten feet long. Faint silver runes flowed on it, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

These two figures are none other than the famous Saint Lord Tai Guang and Saint Lord Jin Guang.

The two of them appeared in the main hall almost at the same time. As soon as their eyes met the three-pointed double-edged sword, they both showed greed and wanted to take it for themselves. Therefore, a fierce fight inevitably broke out.

At this moment, Ye Feng's figure flashed, and he appeared in the hall like a ghost. His appearance immediately attracted the attention of Tai Guang Sheng Jun and Jin Guang Sheng Jun, and they both sent their spiritual senses to scan and instantly locked onto Ye Feng.

They quickly recognized Ye Feng's identity, but did not take it to heart. They just threatened him coldly: "Boy, you'd better not have any ideas about the holy weapon, otherwise once the two of us stop, we will kill you together!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng curled his lips slightly, secretly weighing the strength of both sides in his heart.

These two were both powerful ninth-order Saint Lords. If he intervened rashly, he would probably not be able to escape unscathed. In this case, he decided to wait and watch for the time being, and wait for the best opportunity to strike again.

He smiled and said to the two of them: "My two fellow Taoists, you can fight as much as you want. I won't touch the holy weapon." After that, he found a relatively safe place, sat cross-legged, and began to regulate his breathing.

After so many fierce battles, Ye Feng really needs some rest.

He planned to wait until both Saint Lord Tai Guang and Saint Lord Jin Guang were defeated and then take action to seize the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

However, just as he was thinking this, the battle between Saint Lord Tai Guang and Saint Lord Jin Guang had become increasingly fierce.

Saint Tai Guang activated the magic formula in his hands, and a huge white space domain instantly appeared. White light flickered in the domain, as if it was going to swallow everything.

The Golden Light Saint Lord was not to be outdone. He also activated his magic spell, and a golden space domain appeared, shining with golden light, echoing the white space domain in the distance.

With a loud rumbling sound, the two space domains collided fiercely, erupting with strong energy fluctuations.

The two of them had equal cultivation base and strength, and for a moment they were stuck in a stalemate, unable to determine the winner.

It was unknown how long it had been before Ye Feng heard their voice transmission. The Great Light Saint Lord extended an olive branch to Ye Feng, promising that as long as he defeated the Golden Light Saint Lord, he would take him to join the Great Light Saint Sect, let him serve as an elder, and give him the holy weapon.

The Golden Light Saint Lord promised Ye Feng a valuable gift. As long as he helped to defeat the Tai Light Saint Lord, he would become his sworn brother and jointly manage the Golden Light Saint Sect, and the saintly weapon would be given to him.

Ye Feng sneered inwardly when he heard this. He sent a voice message to the two of them and said, "This must be Taoist Tai Guang, right? I am willing to help you, so don't break your promise."

"Is this Fellow Daoist Jin Guang? I am willing to help you, but you must keep your word." However, he sat there still motionless, just quietly observing the changes in the situation.

When the two heard that Ye Feng was willing to help, proud smiles appeared on their faces.

They thought that defeating the powerful enemy in front of them would be a piece of cake, and killing this kid who was only at the Fourth Level Saint King Realm would be even easier.

Therefore, they fought even harder, using all their magical powers in an attempt to end the battle quickly.

However, Ye Feng had been waiting for the best opportunity. When he saw that the time was almost up, he slowly stood up with a sneer on his face.

Suddenly, the third eye on his forehead opened, and two nine-colored rays of light shot out instantly, penetrating the space of the two people like two lightning bolts and passing through them.

Blood splattered everywhere. Neither of them expected Ye Feng to suddenly attack them, and they all screamed.

Only then did they realize that they had fallen into Ye Feng's trap, but it was already too late.

The two Nascent Souls flew out in horror. Faced with Ye Feng's powerful strength, they were at a loss, with nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare our lives! As long as you spare our lives, we are willing to give everything to you!" The Nascent Souls of the two men knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Feng for mercy.

However, Ye Feng just smiled coldly, shot out two black and white lightning rays from his hands, and threw the two people's Nascent Souls directly into the small gourd.

At this moment, the bodies of the two men turned into ashes and disappeared in the hall, leaving only a few storage holy vessels floating in the air.

Ye Feng grabbed all the storage holy objects with one hand.

Then, he smiled and looked at the three-pointed, two-edged sword and said, "This three-pointed, two-edged sword is mine."

However, just as he was about to fly towards the stone platform, the three-pointed, double-edged sword suddenly flashed, flew into the air, and slashed down at him.

Ye Feng did not dare to delay. He urged the magic formula in his hand and the green sword spun around and flew out.

However, the three-pointed, double-edged sword was so powerful that the green sword was immediately knocked away.

Then, Ye Feng summoned the Purple Thunder Hammer again, but as soon as the Purple Thunder Hammer came into contact with the three-pointed double-edged sword, it was knocked away.

At this moment, Hu Ling'er suddenly said in a voice transmission: "Sir, this is a ninth-grade sacred weapon. Neither the Qingming Sword nor the Zixiao Thunder Hammer can match it.

Let me help you subdue it!" However, Ye Feng shook his head and said, "You can't show up, so let me deal with it myself."

After saying this, he made a hand gesture and a nine-colored space field instantly appeared and swept towards the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

However, the three-pointed, double-edged sword was not afraid at all. It instantly penetrated the nine-color space field and continued to kill Ye Feng.

But what was unexpected was that as soon as it entered the nine-color space, it was imprisoned there by a powerful force.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword was obviously not convinced. It struggled desperately and slowly approached Ye Feng, as if it wanted to kill him with one blow.

Seeing this, Ye Feng smiled and said, "You're not convinced, huh?" After saying that, the three eyes on his forehead suddenly opened, emitting a nine-colored light.

The light instantly hit the three-pointed, double-edged sword, knocking it away and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Ye Feng put away his skills and flashed to the front of the three-pointed, double-edged blade.

He looked at it with a smile and said, "What do you think? Are you convinced?" The three-pointed, double-edged sword no longer hesitated and instantly flew into Ye Feng's hand, indicating that it had been convinced.

However, at this moment, a light suddenly flashed in the hall, and an old man in a gray robe appeared. The old man exuded a powerful aura, and Ye Feng could not tell the depth of his cultivation at all.