Chapter 131 - The Black Token [I]

A tragic scene occurred at this time.

After Cao Wang said these words, the remaining disciples of the Sacred Sword Sect rushed towards Fei Hong and thrust out their swords in a spiral, locking Fei Hong's arms and legs.

Cao Wang let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand, stabbed forward towards Fei Hong's heart.

Fei Hong immediately scolded loudly: "Shameless Cao Wang! I, Fei Hong, just killed one of the Sacred Sword disciples by mistake, but you want to kill me for your own hatred? You don't even care if you sacrifice all of them?"

Cao Wang ignored Fei Hong, seeing that Fei Hong was at the end of his force at the moment, his body swayed. Fei Hong didn't want to sit still, but he had no choice since he was locked in a formation. Yet, he roared up to the sky, and something fell from his waist to the ground, making a clicking sound.

Cao Wang sneered as the long sword in his hand rattled, and was about to pierce Fei Hong's chest when an orb of white light hit the long sword with a bang, deflecting it. 

On the high platform on the side, the elegant man in white robe suddenly waved his arm, and his voice rang through the arena. "Dao friends, stop. What is that? Is that a token?" 

In fact, in the battle just now, these cultivators already felt that something was wrong with the fierce battl. Truthfully, most people felt that this matter was a bit strange, it was just that the provided evidences were overwhelming. 

But at this time, the man in white robe suddenly saw the token that fell on the ground, and he felt the connection in his heart. Startled, he hurriedly stopped Cao Wang.

Cao Wang looked at the white-robed man suspiciously, but saw that the senior jumped up and came to him in the blink of an eye. With a wave of his hand, a powerful spiritual pressure pressed against the Sacred Swords formation, releasing Fei Hong's body from it. The disciples fanned to the side.

In the eyes of everyone, the white-robed man stepped forward and picked up the token, looked at it over and over. He turned around and said to Cao Wang, "Dao friends, this Daoist misunderstood the situation. There's a bit of suspicion in this matter. How about asking you for a favor concerning Fei Hong?"

This person also understood in his heart that if he continued to fight, Fei Hong could probably die. Although he was a person with the second-layer cultivation base of the Imperial Realm, he would find this sword formation difficult to break. Yet, even if he was at the end of his energy force, he could definitely avoid Cao Wang's blow. The gap in cultivation was still difficult to make up.

When the white-robed man said this, everyone in the audience was shocked. Cao Wang had several thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't figure out why the senior in front of him wanted to help Fei Hong. But since he had even said the words "please", he couldn't help but be ignorant, so he clasped his fists and bowed: "Alright, since senior said there was a misunderstanding, let's stop here."

The man in white robe nodded and waved to let Cao Wang and the others go down. He turned around and called a few people, and carried Fei Hong, who had returned to his original form but fainted.

Then the man in white robe glanced in Fei Li Ling's direction, and then a clear voice came to Cao Wang's mind through the mindvoice, who had just left the stage: "This is the end of this matter, and anyone related to Fei Hong must be assured of safety. Remember."

Cao Wang was stunned for a moment, and his heart was startled. What the man in white robe said to him just now using the technique of mind transmission. It seemed that what he said should be concerning Fei Li Ling. But who is Fei Hong to him that this person wanted to protect him like this? What was that black token?

After thinking about it, Cao Wang, who was only one step away from killing Fei Hong, became more and more annoyed. With a wave of his hand, he took everyone from the Angong out of the competition arena.

After a few days, the competition would officially end.

The five major sects in Lingxiu Mountain, Luojianmen, Wanyezhuang, Qianhuashan, and Nanyanggu each took in twenty disciples, and the rest of the small sects also selected a few reasonable disciples to take back.

But after all the sects left, in an inn in Tianyuan City, the man in white robe who rescued Fei Hong a few days ago was still pacing with a frown. Fei Hong on the bed had fainted for a few days, but no matter how he was healed, the boy just didn't wake up. And he found out early this morning that Fei Hong's injury was almost healed, but he was still asleep which made him a lit bit worried.

Although it was easy to bring him back in this way, he was afraid that something could happen on the road, and it would be even more troublesome if he was not able to bear it!

In fact, Fei Hong was in a state of meditation at this time, and he didn't know what happened to him at all. His memory is still stuck in the competition meeting a few days ago. It hit him hard that day. He never thought that one day Sacred Sword Sect would make all this public and slander himself in front of everyone...

Now Fei Hong was anxious.

At the competition meeting that day, he was first injured by Luo Dong, and then he was injured by the Luohan Sect with the Sacred Sword Sword Formation. In addition, the potential in his body was vigorously stimulated, and now Fei Hong was very tired.

It was the yellow bead, but why didn't it show some power to save him, Fei Hong was a little puzzled.

HE didn't know how long it took, but when Fei Hong finally slowly opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was an antique bedroom.. He propped his body up on his arms and scanned everything around him.