#547 - If anyone doesn't want to be decent, I will help him to be decent!

"How can this be... Good, very good!"

The old monster in the Mahayana stage looked at the wound on his shoulder, and his cold tone finally became a little more angry.

He raised his head and stared at Bai Feng: "Although I don't know what means you used to hurt me, but this alone is enough for you to be proud of."

After saying that, he instantly appeared in front of Bai Feng and grabbed Bai Feng's head with his right hand, but a dangerous spiritual power fluctuation not far away made him hesitate for half a second.

At the same time, at the moment the fluctuation appeared, two more long swords appeared, attacking him from the left and right. He did not hesitate at all, quickly stopped the attack and turned around to block the flying long swords.

This weird young man in the fusion stage can be killed at any time, but it would be bad if I get hurt or even killed by a sneak attack from some guy in the dark.

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But this long sword was really strange. Even though he was not a physical cultivator, as a Mahayana cultivator, his physical strength was not comparable to that of an ordinary fusion cultivator. Even if he defended with all his strength, his arm was still scratched.

"Bye now."

Bai Feng looked at the old monster in the Mahayana stage who had been trapped in the Zhu Xian Sword Formation and slowly exhaled.

He just endured the spiritual suppression of the old monster in the Mahayana period not because he wanted to suffer, but because he was waiting for the Zhuxian Sword Formation to be completed. As for what the other party was waiting for, he didn't know.

"What on earth is this?"

Inside the formation, the old monster in the Mahayana stage who was dodging repeatedly no longer had the relaxed look on his face, but instead had a bit more solemnity.

"This thing is called the Immortal Execution Sword Formation."

A voice sounded in his ears, and the flying sword floating in front of him slowly emitted a faint light. At the same time, the premonition of danger in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, a sword came towards him. He hurriedly defended, but the sword was like cutting tofu. His defense and the spiritual power he gathered were no hindrance to the flying sword, and the sword cut off one of his arms.

Immediately afterwards, the second sword flew over. He didn't care about his severed arm and quickly dodged backwards, but the flying sword seemed to move with him. No matter how far he dodged, the sword still followed him and slowly flew towards him.

With a slash of sword, he fell to the ground and looked at his legs on the ground. There was a bit of fear in his eyes instantly - he found that his severed legs were disconnected from him, and even if he swallowed the precious elixir, the injuries on his legs could not be healed, as if he had become an ordinary person.

The third sword floated above him, then quickly fell down and pierced his heart in an instant.

He raised his arm and tried to pull it out, but he couldn't muster any strength, as if he had turned back into an ordinary person who couldn't practice.

The last sword was hanging above his head. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but the sword fell before he could say anything.

The ancestor of the Sikong family, who was once a genius and had gone through untold hardships to enter the Mahayana stage, died in this way.

This is the Zhuxian Sword Formation. It may look ordinary, without any flashes of swords or sabers, but anyone who enters the sword formation, even an immortal, will be killed like an ordinary mortal.

Bai Feng exhaled slowly, and four long swords flew back to his side. Then his body swayed, and Bai Yumo and Yun Yueyao quickly appeared and held him up.

Long before they came, Bai Feng had mentioned to them the situation of facing a Mahayana cultivator, and asked them to help activate and control the Zhuxian Sword Formation. This was also the reason why Bai Yumo and Yun Yueyao did not step forward just now, and he had also warned others not to get close.

After all, the other party is in the Mahayana stage. Even if all the people in the open are added together, they are not enough to defeat the Mahayana stage.

"fine."

He waved his hand gently - although he had reached the Fusion Stage with the help of the Fusion Stage Experience Card given by the system, it was still too difficult to activate the complete Zhu Xian Sword Formation. Fortunately, he still successfully dealt with the Mahayana stage monster.

After taking a breath for a while, he took advantage of the time before the fusion period experience card expired and slowly walked towards the desperate-looking monk from the Sikong family.

He didn't speak immediately, but looked at Chu Chu who was finishing off the enemy: "Is there anything else you want to do?"

Chu Chu raised the bloody sword and shook her head gently: "Just let you handle it. I trust you."

After successfully taking revenge, she felt much more relieved, and the hatred and murderous intent that had been lingering in her heart began to gradually dissipate.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Bai Feng. She did not feel empty inside after revenge as described in novels or operas. Now she had already found her life goal.

Bai Feng nodded, and then he looked at the elders of the Sikong family and others: "You dug out her eyes, but the instigator is enjoying the highest treatment, and you keep saying that this is for the Sikong family. Now, I give you a choice."

"If you want to protect the Sikong family, those who participated in the digging of the Immortal Pupil incident should commit suicide. I hope you can do as you said and give everything for the Sikong family."

After Bai Feng finished speaking, the scene suddenly became very quiet. No one from the Sikong family took any action or responded. Some of the cultivators were even secretly looking around as if they were looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Why? You don't want to? Didn't you just say you were doing it for the right reasons? Why are you unwilling to sacrifice now that I'm asking you to do so?"

"Why should we sacrifice ourselves for those servants?"

There were a few murmurs from the crowd. Although the voices were small, Bai Feng still caught them. He chuckled and said:

The elder gritted his teeth and asked, "Why do you want to kill them all?"

"Then I have to ask you why you wanted to kill a little girl like that."

The elder fell silent, but Bai Feng did not give him time to think. Instead, he continued to say to the Sikong family: "You have three seconds left. After three seconds, the Sikong family will no longer exist."

"three……"

"two……"

"Wait! I promise you!" The elder hurriedly called Bai Feng to stop. Under Bai Feng's gaze, he quickly turned around and looked at the others who were showing fear, anger, or relief. "Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to help you?"

“Great Elder, you can’t do this!” The head of the Sikong family, who had lost an arm, quickly hugged the Great Elder’s legs, “That man is just a branch family, why should he ask us…”

Without waiting for the head of the Sikong family to finish speaking, the great elder raised his hand and slapped him on the head, and his head shattered like a watermelon falling to the ground.

Then he raised his head and glanced at the others: "I hope you can be more decent and not bring shame to the Sikong family, but if anyone doesn't want to be decent, I will help him to be decent!"

Everyone fell silent again.

"Forget it. I felt that this matter was inappropriate back then. Unfortunately, I was blinded by greed and did not refuse. Now this is retribution. I will leave first."

One of them shook his head, drew out his sword, and stabbed it into his heart, with the sword energy destroying his soul.

However, not everyone is as courageous as him. Some people flew into the sky and tried to escape, some hid in the crowd without saying a word, and some shouted loudly that they did nothing.

Those monks who wanted to escape were all killed by Zuo Qiu, Hu Yiyi and others, while the rest were pulled into an illusion by Bai Feng. Soon someone confessed what they had done, and then they were sent to the great elder of the Sikong family, who killed them personally.

“Hoo…Hoo…”

Although it didn't take much effort, the eldest elder of the Sikong family was still gasping for breath. He looked at the almost few people left and the corpses on the ground, and his face instantly became much older.

He knew that the Sikong family was finished from now on, but... at least there were still some people left. They could still survive if they packed up and moved to a remote place at the foot of a mountain. As long as they could survive, there was hope.

After taking a few more glances at the Sikong family, he turned around and bowed to Bai Feng: "I hope Mr. Bai can keep his promise."

After saying that, he slapped his head with his palm, and the next second his body slowly fell backwards, his old and turbid eyes looking at the sky with no life at all.

At this point, all members of the Sikong family who participated in the eye-gouging incident that year had died.