Looking at the one-armed young man, Chu Xingyun's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
Of course, he didn't forget about Chang Mingyang. Today, when he saw him again, he realized that Chang Mingyang's cultivation was even stronger. He had reached the second layer of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. His empty eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent. It was as if they were about to burst out and cover the sky.
"Are you surprised that I can find your whereabouts?"
Chang Mingyang looked at Chu Xingyun's gloomy face and said in a cold voice like a crazy person, "That day, you cut off my right arm and erased the mark on my storage ring. According to common sense, I shouldn't have been able to find you. However, I, Chang Mingyang, am extremely patient. Since that day, I have been madly searching for your whereabouts with the Iron Peak Country as the center."
"As of today, I have already searched four dynasties and eighteen kingdoms. My cultivation has also increased due to my hatred. I have stepped into the second layer of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. Finally, my efforts have paid off. I have found you!"
At the end of his sentence, Chang Ming Yang let out a hysterical laugh. His voice was filled with madness which caused the hearts of the crowd to violently tremble. This person was crazy, he had actually been searching day and night for over ten days.
"Mingyang, why are you talking to this person?"
The crowd raised their heads and looked over, only to see a few silhouettes descending and landing beside Chang Mingyang. Every single one of them was emitting an extremely sharp Sword Qi.
"Little guy, do you still recognize me?" Chang Chixiao saw Chu Xingyun at first glance. His eyes were filled with undisguised mockery. His body didn't move, but a scorching sword light bloomed and covered the sky. It was filled with a violent flame Qi.
Back in the Shifang Gorge, Chang Chixiao had slashed out a scorching sword light. He wanted to kill Chu Xingyun on the spot and seize all the treasures in the Heaven's Craft Secret Territory.
Unfortunately, Chu Xingyun managed to dodge the scorching sword light by a hair's breadth.
Now, as soon as Chang Chixiao appeared, he used his sword light to cover the sky. This undoubtedly showed that Chang Chixiao was determined not to let Chu Xingyun escape from under his nose.
Such a scene made Chu Xingyun's face turn even uglier. He didn't expect that Chang Mingyang would be so crazy. Not only had he searched for more than ten days, but he had also brought so many experts.
Chang Chixiao and the middle-aged man in grey were both Sword Masters of the Wanjian Pavilion. They had reached the Yin Yang Realm and could control Heaven and Earth Qi.
"Chu Xingyun!"
Just as Chu Xingyun was vexed, Wu Jing Xue's voice suddenly came from the Reincarnation Stone. He said in a deep voice, "Do you remember that I told you that when the Ancient Star Sect came to the imperial city, the people of the Wanjian Pavilion also appeared?"
"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Chu Xingyun had a strange premonition.
"These two people were in the team of the Wanjian Pavilion." Wu Jing Xue's voice was very firm. He said in a low voice, "The one who spoke just now is called Chang Chixiao, and the other is called Qin Qiumo. Seventeen years ago, they were only Elders of the Wanjian Pavilion. They had talked with the Ancient Star Sect many times. They definitely had something to do with what happened back then."
Buzz!
Chu Xingyun's expression froze. He stared at Chang Chixiao and Qin Qiumo, and a cold killing intent rose in his eyes. These two people in front of him had something to do with what happened back then. They were accomplices.
Chang Chixiao seemed to feel something. He narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You're emitting killing intent. Do you want to kill us all?"
As he spoke, he swung his arm, and a pitch-black figure suddenly descended from the sky and ruthlessly smashed into the ground in front of Chu Xingyun. The force of the impact was so great that it caused the ground to tremble.
When the billowing smoke and dust dissipated, everyone looked over, and all of them were dumbfounded.
This figure was Tang Yue!
At this moment, he looked extremely miserable. His body was full of wounds. His breath was weak and his vitality was weak. His face was full of pain, and he could not even make a sound.
"You people of the Liuyun Dynasty are really bold." Chang Chixiao's body slowly floated up. He looked down at everyone with a condescending gaze, as if he was looking at lowly ants. His expression was especially arrogant.
"He is just a king of a dynasty. How dare he secretly send someone to inform me and try to deceive me? Unfortunately, I saw through his trick from the beginning. I purposely did not expose him. My purpose was to let the palace guard lead the way for me."
"And you, an ordinary leader of a Chamber of Commerce, not only cut off Ming Yang's right arm, but also took away the treasure that Ming Yang found. And just now, you released killing intent toward me. I really can't think of any reason for you to live today."
As he spoke, Chang Chixiao pulled out the long sword at his waist.
Whoosh!
The scorching sword radiance bloomed. The sea of fire surged as if it was going to cover the sky. For a moment, the temperature of the entire space seemed to be able to burn and evaporate people. Even Chu Xingyun felt uncomfortable.
This sword was a flaming sword. It had four divine patterns on it. It was a four-pattern King Artifact!
At the same time, Qin Qiumo also attacked.
A cold aura surged from his body. A dark light flashed and condensed into a cold long sword. It appeared in his hand. The tip of the sword turned slightly. Like a demon from the abyss, it seemed to be able to lock onto everyone's bodies.
The two Sword Masters attacked at the same time. The entire space began to distort. A fierce wind blew and the sword hummed. Fear appeared on the faces of the crowd. They could not help but take a few steps back.
In terms of power, the strength of these two people was far inferior to Wu Jing Xue at his peak.
But these two people were the Sword Masters of Wanjian Pavilion. They represented Wanjian Pavilion.
As long as they said a word, the Liuyun Dynasty would be destroyed. No one would be able to escape.
This kind of pressure made people tremble even more than Wu Jing Xue's.
In particular, the other party was clearly filled with hatred for Chu Xingyun. The sword Qi that filled the sky was all ferocious and murderous!
"What happened that day was done by me alone. It has nothing to do with them." Chu Xingyun strode out and looked directly at Chang Mingyang and the others. Spiritual energy surged in his body. He was about to continue speaking when a violent sword shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
Almost in an instant, the sword shadow swept into the void. Endless sword Qi spread out. Layer upon layer, it covered the mountains and plains. It carried a terrifying and deadly brilliance as it swept towards the surrounding crowd.
Boom, boom, boom!
In an instant, the sound of explosions was unceasingly heard. Each and every one of the sword lights were extremely sharp. They directly tore apart those people's martial spirits and mercilessly pierced through their bodies.
Howls of anguish and roars of rage shook the heavens.
Blood and broken limbs scattered on the ground. There was a bloody and horrifying smell.
In just a short moment, the people standing around were either dead or injured. Not a single person was left standing. They all fell to the ground. The scene was so tragic that it made Chu Xing Yun and his group's eyes turn red. Their faces trembled nonstop.
"What did you say just now? Can you say it again? I didn't hear it." Chang Mingyang stood not far from Chu Xingyun. He put on a mocking expression. His arm trembled and the sword light bloomed again. It cut off the head of a person at his feet.
Whoosh!
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