Lightning Pierced the Night
Chang Chixiao's confidence was not baseless.
He had been in charge of internal affairs for many years and was extremely familiar with Fan Wujie's methods and temperament. He could quickly figure out the latter's actions and actions. This was also the reason why he was able to gain a foothold in Wanjian Pavilion.
After all, Fan Wujie was a Nirvana expert who had passed three Lightning Tribulations. He was the number one sword cultivator in the Northern Wilderness Region. With him personally taking action, how could Chu Xingyun survive? Just one sword strike was enough to end the battle immediately.
Whoosh!
A cool night breeze blew into Saint Star City. It was already late at night. Thick dark clouds covered the entire night sky, covering the stars and the bright moon. This caused the entire world to be dark and gloomy, making people feel very uncomfortable.
In the desolate city, a figure appeared. It was a man whose entire body was covered in black clothes. He stepped on the void and floated like a ghost, silently flying towards Chu Xingyun's courtyard.
This person was none other than Brahma Wujie.
In reality, Chang Chixiao's words and actions were exactly what Fan Wujie was thinking. However, he had guessed one thing wrong.
Fan Wujie was indeed prepared to kill Chu Xingyun to appease the anger of the three major forces. However, he did not plan to kill Chu Xingyun in the following three days. Tonight, he would do it!
His figure drifted in the dark night. After a short while, Fan Wujie arrived outside a dense forest. In the middle of the forest, there was a simple but elegant courtyard. It was extremely eye-catching.
"Very good. Only Luo Yun is in the courtyard." Fan Wujie narrowed his eyes. With a casual glance, he saw through the entire courtyard. At this moment, Chu Xingyun was cultivating in the courtyard alone.
He knew that Chu Xingyun had offended many people, but he had also befriended many people. If there were other people in the courtyard, it would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of his attack.
Fortunately, his luck was not bad. At this moment, there was no one else in the courtyard other than Chu Xingyun.
Fan Wujie already had the intention to kill Chu Xingyun.
When Chu Xingyun was in charge of the Outer Sect, Fan Wujie had acutely noticed that Chu Xingyun's shrewdness, methods, strategies, and talent were not below his. In fact, Chu Xingyun was several times better than him.
More importantly, Chu Xingyun did not trust him and had rejected him time and time again. If it wasn't for the Six Sect Grand Competition, Fan Wujie would have killed Chu Xingyun in the Sword Cleansing Pool long ago!
"Now that I think about it, it's fortunate that I held back my killing intent. Otherwise, the position of First Disciple wouldn't have fallen into my hands. This Luo Yun has brought me too many surprises. Therefore, I won't torture him any further and will directly kill him with a single strike." Fan Wujie said in his heart. In his eyes, killing Chu Xingyun with a single strike was already the greatest benevolence to Chu Xingyun.
It was also at this moment that Fan Wujie no longer concealed his true appearance. His eyes flickered with a cold brilliance, like a nightmare walking in the night, revealing its sharpest fangs.
Pata!
Fan Wujie took a step forward. Just as he stepped into the forest, his brows immediately furrowed as he looked to the side. There was a huge rock there and a white-haired black-clothed old man was lying on top of it.
This black-clothed old man seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
He felt Fan Wujie's cold gaze and immediately stood up. His stooped and short body moved as if he was warming up. He said somewhat impatiently, "Pavilion Master Fan, you've finally appeared. I was about to fall asleep from waiting."
"Who are you?" Fan Wujie's heart fiercely trembled. He retreated slightly and carefully sized up this black-clothed old man.
When he arrived in the forest, Fan Wujie was very sure that there was no one else in the entire forest besides him and Chu Xingyun. But now, this black-clothed old man had appeared and had been waiting for a long time.
From beginning to end, Fan Wujie had not sensed the black-clothed old man's aura. This made him feel a strong sense of dread. His right arm that was hidden in his sleeve had already secretly gripped the hilt of his sword.
"Who I am is not important. You only need to know that I'm here to kill." The black-clothed old man grinned. As his voice faded, a muffled sound of thunder suddenly erupted from his body.
In an instant, streaks of lightning surged out from the black-clothed old man's pores. Rolling thunder overflowed and bloomed, condensing into the image of a huge thunder hawk in the dark night. His eyes also became extremely resplendent, emitting a purple-blue light of thunder. His black robes and white hair fluttered, as if he was a peerless expert that controlled the thunder of the heavens.
Boom!
A violent bolt of lightning fiercely pounced out from Chu Xingyun's body. The terrifying bolt of lightning swept past, causing the dark night to distort. The thunder hawk flapped its wings and surged into the sky.
"Shameless boasting fellow. You want to kill me with just you?" Fan Wujie said coldly. He waved his hand and the dark night behind him suddenly exploded with an even more intense divine light. Dense sword light appeared from within. The void seemed to be a true bottomless pit, containing millions of sword light.
"Die!" Fan Wujie coldly spat out a word. Light exploded. In an instant, the night sky trembled. Millions of sword shadows swept through the sky. Each sword shadow was like a ray of light, emitting an endless sword pressure.
Fan Wujie was known as the number one sword cultivator in the Northern Wilderness Region. His strength was unquestionable. Millions of sword shadows gathered to form a long river of swords that crossed the void, causing the thunder hawk to let out a low cry.
However, before Fan Wujie could reveal a happy expression, the long river of swords in front of him suddenly shattered. The sword shadows exploded, and the black-clothed old man's withered face was reflected in Fan Wujie's eyes.
The old man formed a seal with one hand. In the void behind him, endless lightning gathered. Its power surged into his body. In an instant, the black-clothed old man's body seemed to have transformed into lightning. His palm blasted out, and an ancient lightning seal descended, as if it wanted to destroy everything.
"How is this possible?" Fan Wujie was shocked. He suddenly drew his sword with his right arm. The sword light was grayish-black, and it emitted a soul-shaking mournful wail. The surrounding space was torn apart, and the void squirmed. Gradually, a true nightmare shadow appeared.
However, even so, Fan Wujie was unable to block the ancient lightning seal. Under the flickering lightning, the sword shadow was once again annihilated. The nightmare shadow also turned into nothingness. The violent lightning struck the sword. With just a slight contact, Fan Wujie spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Rumble!
His body crashed onto the ground. The incomparably huge ancient lightning seal had forcefully destroyed the ground. Wherever the lightning flashed, the ground was filled with cracks. Fan Wujie collapsed on the ground, spitting out blood continuously. His aura was extremely weak.
"Fan Wujie, the owner of Wanjian Pavilion. With just this bit of strength, isn't it a little too boring?" The black-clothed old man descended from the sky. His body was surrounded by a sky full of lightning. As he focused his eyes, an incomparably terrifying light of lightning suddenly soared into the sky, tearing apart the layers of dark clouds. The bright moon and stars were once again reflected in the sky.
"Six … Six Tribulations of Nirvana!" At this moment, Fan Wujie's gaze towards the black-clothed old man was completely lifeless. A terrified voice involuntarily rang out in his heart.
The black-clothed old man in front of him had actually reached the Six Tribulations of Nirvana!
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