"Stop!"
At this moment, the people in the courtyard finally arrived. The leader was naturally Ji Tiansheng, followed by Yang An, the Buddha Wisdom Painting, and Ye Qing.
However, they were one step too late.
Chi!
The dull sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh was particularly harsh in the quiet mountain forest.
Ye Qing covered her mouth, not letting out a scream.
The Buddha Wisdom Painting made a Bodhi Seal, shook her head, sighed, and chanted the Rebirth Mantra.
Ji Tiansheng was suddenly surrounded by a heart-wrenching pain, as if she had lost her most precious treasure. This made it difficult for her to breathe, and her face couldn't help but turn pale. She was on the verge of collapse.
Ye Qing hurriedly came up to support her.
"Is my order already nonsense?" Ji Tiansheng asked angrily.
"Zhang Dashan... how dare you..." Yang An pointed at Zhang Dashan, trembling. "How dare you... How dare you... disrespect Your Majesty..."
However, Zhang Dashan did not respond. Not only did he not respond, but he did not even look at them. All his attention was on Yan Li.
The sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, shone with a dark silver light. It was a tearing force, as if anything that touched it would shatter into powder. This was the sword power that Zhang Dashan had cultivated for decades, and it was unique to him. But a hand, like an iron clamp, grabbed it, and made it deviate from its master's will.
It was Yan Li's hand. He did not do anything shocking, but he let the fatal sword deviate from the position of his heart.
"Your Majesty, if we don't kill this boy, there will be endless troubles in the future," Zhang Dashan said slowly and firmly.
"I have struggled in the darkness for thousands of years, but I have suffered unforgettable pain. The strong smell of blood attracts me, and now, who will crown me?"
An evil and cold voice sounded.
"The boundless darkness buried the loneliness of the Eternal Night. The coldness seeped into the marrow and flowed through my body like intoxicating blood for thousands of years. I prayed over and over again for light and warmth, but those high and mighty gods turned a blind eye to me."
A life-like spell seal of a dragon swallowing a sword appeared on Yan Li's forehead. The power of the spell seal spread out quickly and dyed his skin dark gray, making him look like a devil that had come to this world from the abyss.
"This is?" The Wisdom Buddha Diagram's expression changed slightly.
"I already have enough reason to get rid of you," Zhang Dashan said coldly, then raised his sword and stabbed forward.
A raging tide of dead resentment surged out from Yan Li's body.
Zhang Dashan's sword was still half a foot away from Yan Li's heart, but it could not move any further. It let out a thunderous sound, and a large amount of the power of the dead's resentment was shaken away by the destructive power of the sword. The surrounding fruit trees that were touched by the sword immediately withered and decayed into ashes.
"Ant, don't touch me with your filthy sword!"
Yan Li shrieked and flicked Zhang Dashan's sword away like he was swatting a fly. Then, he shot up from the ground like a cannonball.
Zhang Dashan was caught off guard and was hit head-on.
The onlookers only saw the two of them shoot up into the sky like meteors, and with a speed faster than lightning, they drew a parabola in the air and crashed to the ground further away.
Boom!
The earth let out an impassioned roar, and a terrifying wave of air visible to the naked eye surged out in all directions from the point of impact. The battlefield radiated to the entire realm, and the wave of air, which was expelled by the fierce battle between the power of resentment and the sword qi, was annihilated into ashes wherever it passed.
"Your Majesty, run …" Yang An screamed and pulled Ji Tiansheng back in panic.
Fortunately, the aftermath had its limits, and after retreating a few dozen feet, it gradually weakened. However, the scene in front of them made Ye Qing and the others involuntarily suck in a breath of cold air.
They saw that half of the Hundred Fruits Mountain had been shaved to the ground, and the originally lush fruit forest was empty in the blink of an eye. It was desolate.
Suddenly, a roar burst out from the center of the desolate land, and a figure shot out, flipped several times in the air, and after landing, could not stop sliding backward.
"It's Yan Li!" Ye Qing exclaimed.
Yan Li stopped at the edge of the pit, and he looked even more miserable. Wounds of various sizes were all over his body, and half of his body was covered in blood. His hair was scattered and draped over his shoulders and back. But his eyes were still evil and cold.
The Buddha Prajna could not see, but he could feel the evil aura coming from Yan Li. He could not help but let out a deep sigh. "I was right. This is not the will of the power of death hatred. This is Young Master Yan's own will, the flower of evil that blooms in the sea of sin, the child of evil."
Looking at Zhang Dashan again, there were also several wounds on his body that were oozing blood, and his face was full of rage. The biggest change was the sword in his hand. The sword, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wing, had now become a huge sword, as long as his shoulder, two palms wide and one palm thick. The body of the sword also contained a dark silver light, full of a destructive aura.
Without any superfluous words, he pointed the huge sword directly at Yan Li to show his determination, and then took a step forward.
"Stop!"
"Stop."
Two voices, one after the other, rang out. The former's majesty was like the power of the mountains and seas, anxious and blazing; the latter's indifference was like the floating clouds in the sky, without the slightest ripple.
Zhang Dashan looked back and forth. One was loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, and the other was his junior sister. Their wills did not allow him to make another move. And when their wills were combined, he could not ignore them.
"Your Majesty, if this kid doesn't die, there will be endless trouble in the future!" He tried his best to calm his voice and emphasized.
Shen Liuyun did not say anything. She walked behind Chen Ping, pulled out the sword on his back, and pointed it at Qu Youfeng's neck.
She did not say anything, but it was quite shocking.
"Junior sister!" Zhang Dashan suddenly turned around and glared at her. "Are you going to hurt your martial nephew for an outsider?"
At this point, he no longer cared about the exposure of his secret.
Chen Ping first bowed to Ji Tiansheng. "Your humble servant greets Your Majesty. Please forgive me for coming uninvited."
Then he said to Shen Liuyun, "Shen Liuyun, I can't accept your way of doing things. Return the sword to me, and you can speak. With me present, I guarantee that justice will be served to you and your student."
"Chen Jinjin, shut up," Shen Liuyun said calmly. "Just watch from the side."
If Chen Jinjin would compromise, he wouldn't be called Chen Jinjin. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and Zhenqi circled around his body.
Before he could act, Shen Liuyun kicked out at lightning speed, causing Qu Youfeng's knees to weaken, and he knelt down. She said, "Qu Youfeng, do you want to say it yourself, or do you want me to say it for you? This is your last chance to redeem yourself. "
Qu Youfeng's face was ashen. He looked at Zhang Dashan fearfully, and suddenly burst into tears. "Master, I'm a beast. It's all my fault. I had evil thoughts about Junior Uncle …"
"What did you say?" Zhang Dashan's face became very scary.
Qu Youfeng did not dare to say anything else. He looked at Shen Liuyun pleadingly.
"Senior Brother, let him finish," Shen Liuyun said calmly. "Qu Youfeng, this is your last chance to save yourself."
Qu Youfeng hesitated for a moment, not daring to look at Zhang Dashan. He lowered his head and said, "I hate Yan Li. I hate Yan Li for taking away Junior Uncle's life. When I was chasing after Yan Shiyi, I was afraid that Li Yong wouldn't be able to kill Yan Li, so I went to stop him. Unexpectedly, I injured Junior Uncle. Later, I … I was possessed. It was Yan Chaoyang who saved Junior Uncle, and I lost an arm. I was afraid that Master would blame me, so I told a big lie …"
"Beast!"
Zhang Dashan walked over quickly and slapped Qu Youfeng hard across the face.
Half of Qu Youfeng's face immediately swelled up. He endured the pain and crawled up. He knelt on the ground and begged, "Master, spare me, spare me. I won't do it again. Master, spare me …"
Zhang Dashan walked over quickly and slapped him again.
The other half of Qu Youfeng's face was also swollen. He endured the pain and crawled up, crying bitterly, "Master, spare me. I won't do it again. Master …"
Zhang Dashan's raised hand paused in mid-air, trembling slightly. The eyes of this old man, who had personally experienced the "Feast of Ghosts and Gods" during the dark ages, were now red. Anger and heartache overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.
"You evil creature, how dare you …" He couldn't help but cry.
Qu Youfeng cried bitterly, "I know I was wrong. I beg Master, I beg Your Majesty to spare me. I will turn over a new leaf and repent …"
Zhang Dashan finally put down his hand dejectedly and walked to Ji Tiansheng. He knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, Feng 'er is still a child after all. Please spare his life for the sake of him admitting his mistake in time …"
In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have really entered the twilight years, full of sorrow and helplessness. He hated sin, and he had been fighting against it all his life. But when it happened to him, he chose to cover up the sin, which conflicted with his beliefs. So he couldn't face himself. He could no longer righteously denounce sin, because he himself was sin itself.
Ji Tiansheng was a little hesitant. To her, the truth was the result she hoped for. However, even if Qu Youfeng had lost an arm, he was still half a master on the Asura List. The dynasty was in a period of turmoil, and they shouldn't lose soldiers at this time. However, how to arrange for Qu Youfeng was very troublesome. It was obviously not suitable to continue to stay in the academy, and she also had to consider Shen Liuyun's feelings.
So she was in a dilemma.
Yang An suddenly said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the Changping Xiao Clan has been very restless recently."
Ji Tiansheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at him with appreciation. Then he said to Zhang Dashan, "The death penalty can be spared, but the punishment cannot be avoided. First, sentence him to be exiled for three thousand miles to see what happens in the future. The northwest is bitter cold, so let's go there."
Zhang Dashan was also a smart person. Combined with Yang An's words, he immediately understood. As long as Qu Youfeng didn't cause any more trouble, it wouldn't be long before he could become an official again. With his status and cultivation, he would at least be a provincial governor. Although he couldn't compare to the supervisor, he would still have a high position and power.
He said gratefully, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Qu Youfeng was overjoyed and repeatedly kowtowed. "Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Master."
"What decision are you making on your own?" At this moment, Yan Li, who had been ignored all this time, suddenly spoke.
"How dare you." Yang An pinched his throat and said, "Yan Li, although you've been cleared of suspicion, the fact that you helped the Mutated Tribe spy is conclusive. Do you think you have the right to speak here?" But when he met Yan Li's eyes, he immediately trembled all over.
Without warning, Yan Li suddenly rushed toward Qu Youfeng, like a moving tide of dead resentment.
No one, including Qu Youfeng himself, could react in time because no one thought that Yan Li would dare to attack at this time.
Bang!
Before Qu Youfeng could react, he was punched into a rain of blood.
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