Lan Wuxin then remembered something. What was going on? Why were they fighting? It was just a disagreement, did it have to be like this? Why did they have to fight here? This, this, this, what exactly is going on?
They could not fight.
At the very least, they couldn't fight here!
With a loud bang, it seemed like two swords had collided. Then, a muffled groan seemed to come from the depths of someone's chest. A streak of blood suddenly broke through the cover of the sword light and suddenly rushed up to the sky.
In the next moment, a silhouette stumbled and spun as he retreated. With each turn, there was more blood around him.
Everyone was shocked to see that there were at least a hundred wounds on that person's body, and blood was still spurting out from every wound.
When that person staggered to his feet, his face was already as pale as snow. One of his hands trembled as he reached into his bosom, as if he wanted to take out some medicine to treat his injuries. However, he saw a sword light fly out from the fierce battle. With a crack, an arrow of blood shot out from the person's forehead. The blood was mixed with white brain matter, and it gave off steam. When it landed on the cold ground, it was a horrifying and soul-stirring sight.
The person's action of retrieving the medicine was cut short. His pupils were unfocused as he fell to the sky, dead.
The other three people who were still fighting in the sword light roared at the same time, their voices filled with grief and anger.
In spite of this, none of them could escape. The sword light formed a complete light veil once again, like a prison that was imprisoning them.
A moment later, another cry of agony could be heard. Another Four Seasons Tower's man had an arrow of blood spurting out from his throat as he fell in a crooked manner, landing on the ground like a broken sack. His body twitched once before he stopped breathing.
It turned out that only those who had to die could leave the light veil. The moment they left was the moment of their death!
A shrill voice rang out, "Jun Moyan, are you bent on going against the Four Seasons Tower until one of us is dead?"
His voice was full of threat, but the hidden meaning behind it, as well as the intention to beg for mercy, could be heard by everyone!
So this was the strength of the number one swordsman in the world. Only after experiencing it for himself did he realize that the pinnacle of swordsmanship was actually so unreachable. The pinnacle wasn't something that could be climbed with mere imagination and confidence. However, the price of knowing this was too high!
It was the price of his life!
Jun Moyan's voice was so cold that it seemed to carry shards of ice. "If Mr. Nian comes after me for killing a few pieces of material like you, Jun Moyan will accept it!"
This was confidence, the confidence of the number one swordsman in the world!
Back then, Ling Xiaozui had slaughtered the Four Seasons Tower for a long time. Mr. Nian had the same ability as Ling Xiaozui, but he had waited until the very end to confront him personally. This was the fear between experts of the same level. Unless it was absolutely necessary, they would not engage in a life-and-death battle. It was the same for Ling Xiaozui and Jun Moyan!
It would be a joke if Mr. Nian sought out Jun Moyan for the sake of these people's lives.
"There's no enmity between us. Why must you kill me?" The shrill cry was interspersed with a cry of agony.
"This is how the martial world's reputation and status come about. Do you think that the title of the world's number one swordsman is something that I've boasted about?" Jun Moyan's words were slow and unhurried, but they were not directed at the people he was slaughtering. His words were directed at the Empire of Ziyou's officials who were present.
"One should have his own dignity and demeanor when walking the martial world. If anyone dares to offend his dignity, he should be killed! This is the martial world's iron law! "
"I, Jun Moyan, am the world's number one swordsman. Although I don't like the title of number one above my head, as long as it's on my head, I will defend it!"
"Killing until no one dares to speak rudely in front of me is also a very difficult and not easy thing to accomplish!"
Jun Moyan's voice traveled into Lan Wuxin and the others' ears. Everyone shuddered subconsciously.
"Even though I have to swallow my anger for now due to various reasons, I will have to vent it eventually. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after." Jun Moyan's voice was tinged with indifference. It was a disregard for human life, as if there was no one who could not be killed by his sword.
"If I don't vent my anger, how can my thoughts be at ease? When I set my mind on killing someone, no one in this world can escape my pursuit!"
"Do you know that the reason the four of you died by my sword today is not only because you wanted to kill me, but also because you were impolite. Remember in your next life that no matter what you do, you must keep up appearances. Don't provoke someone you can't afford to provoke. Otherwise, you'll really lose your life. "
"I don't like people who want to kill me and don't know when to back off. My sword doesn't like it either."
"When you don't know when to back off and start to feel regret, it'll be too late for regrets. Any profession, anyone, anything … "
Jun Moyan let out a long howl, "All of you!"
Two thunderous sword lights flew out at an extremely fast speed, and two heads flew up into the sky along with a spurt of blood.
The four leading experts of the Four Seasons Tower had been killed by Jun Moyan in less than the time it took for a joss stick to burn. None of them were spared.
Jun Moyan lectured them while he killed, his words were filled with the principles of being a good person.
Those who were familiar with Jun Moyan would realize that he had never spoken so much in one go in his entire life. In spite of this, Jun Moyan had never used his sword to kill because of a small killing intent, nor had he lectured others in such a manner.
After all, Jun Moyan had been the Unrivaled Swordsman for too many years. If someone had coveted him or killed him just because of his hostility, hostility, or killing intent, the Unrivaled Swordsman would have long become the Unrivaled Killer!
Lan Wuxin and the others, however, were pale. They felt like they were standing naked on the peak of a snowy mountain; the bone-chilling wind had frozen them into ice cubes.
It was not just their bodies; their hearts and souls were cold as well.
A politician could play with the public opinion to achieve his own goals; he could also make the experts who were looked up to in the martial world listen to his orders, making it easier for his own ambitions.
However, after all these things were done, could the politicians really resist the revenge of these forces?!
Once extreme, how could a mere politician's means contend against it?
Especially when … some powers were simply unparalleled powers.
There was no other way but to await death!
At this moment, the four corpses were lying lifelessly on the ground. A moment ago, they were still all-powerful. But now, even an ant could bully them at will!
It was a ghastly sight.
"Life and death are so simple, yet so complicated at the same time!"
Jun Moyan's robe was still whiter than snow. Although he had taken four lives, there was not a trace of blood on him. Looking at the corpses on the ground, he said faintly, "Great Chancellor Lan, do you know why these people dared to harbor murderous intent toward me? They were confident, and they had the right to be so."
"To reach where they are now, the first prerequisite is to possess the talent of eight innately awakened chakras and above. Then, they must have good comprehension and the guidance of a master teacher. At the same time, they must study diligently and go through countless years of cultivation that would be worse than death."
"Then, they must have enough luck and the protection of a benefactor. Only then can they obtain many treasures of heaven and earth and countless opportunities of life and death …"
Jun Moyan said faintly, "Not a single one of these conditions can be omitted. Only by fulfilling so many stringent conditions can they live to this day and become the otherworldly experts and pinnacle experts in the eyes of the common people! It's evident that their opportunities are profound and their providence is rather high. It's a pity that they've used up their providence today. When they offended someone they shouldn't have, they've used up their providence. That's why they've all died by my sword! "
Lan Wuxin's vest was drenched in sweat.
He could clearly feel Jun Moyan's rage and murderous intent.
Moreover, this rage and killing intent was clearly directed at him!
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