The Unfulfilled Will
Fresh blood dyed Yun Changqing's hunched body red.
When the crowd saw this scene, it was as if the hoarse voice was still echoing in their ears. Their brows were tightly furrowed as they felt very upset.
Yun Changqing's death had a great impact on them, especially the sorrowful roar that sounded like a wail.
If the person survives, the land will be lost. Both the person and the land will remain.
If the person loses the person, then both the person and the land will be lost.
These were Yun Changqing's last words before his death. They were the words of his life. He wanted to use his life to stop Fan Wujie.
"What a bunch of nonsense!" Qi Yang stared at Yun Changqing's corpse as his eyes flickered. "In my opinion, Yun Changqing must have colluded with Luo Yun in an attempt to disrupt our formation. We can't believe his words so easily."
Qi Yang's cold voice immediately woke the crowd up. They looked at Fan Wujie at the same time, only to see Fan Wujie standing in his original position without a single change in his expression.
"Sword Master Changqing has already done so much with his blood. Could it be that he still can't make the Pavilion Master retract his decision?" Tang Yunhuan's face was already covered in tears. Although Lei Yuanguang and Su Lengliu didn't say anything, their eyes were also glistening with tears.
They looked at the unmoving Fan Wujie, then at the cold crowd. The sorrow in their hearts was as vast as the sea, causing them to laugh bitterly.
The laughter slowly spread. The instant it dissipated, three rays of sword light blossomed at the same time, drawing out a patch of bloody red. Pu!
Pu! Pu!
Three corpses fell to the ground. The blood that flowed from their bodies converged into a small river, flowing to the feet of the crowd and also to Fan Wujie's feet.
His eyes trembled. When he raised his head, a majestic battle intent surged from his body. It didn't seem like he had any intention of restraining it despite the death of the four Sword Masters.
Not only was this killing intent filled with killing intent, it also contained a trace of disdain. It was as if he didn't care about the deaths of the four Sword Masters.
"A bunch of despicable wretches!" Fan Wujie's heart coldly echoed these words.
In fact, ever since Chu Xingyun joined the Technique Imparting Lineage, he had been brooding over this matter. His suspicion of the four Sword Masters grew deeper and deeper, and he felt that he could no longer control them.
After returning from Sacred Star City, Fan Wujie took the opportunity to frame Chu Xingyun. Not only did the four Sword Masters not agree with his words, they even spoke out many times in an attempt to help Chu Xingyun clear his name and restore his reputation.
Just now, the Ancient Star Sect had fled, and the Wanjian Pavilion should have taken the opportunity to chase after them and restore its reputation. Even if there were some casualties, it would have been reasonable. However, the four sword masters refused again, even at the risk of death.
Fan Wujie's suspicions from before, as well as the strange events that had just transpired, made him even more suspicious. Therefore, Yun Changqing's death didn't cause any ripples in his heart, nor did the deaths of the other three.
In fact, the deaths of these four people gave him an inexplicable sense of peace.
The crowd couldn't see through Fan Wujie's thoughts. When they saw that Fan Wujie was silent, they naturally didn't dare to make any moves. Their gazes swept over the four bodies that were gradually turning cold, and they were momentarily at a loss.
"Continue the chase!"
At this moment, Fan Wujie's voice suddenly rang out. He stepped forward, his eyes looking straight ahead, and said in a low voice, "These four people's actions are really strange. It's very likely that they are colluding with the Ancient Star Sect in an attempt to harm the Wanjian Pavilion.
"With the legendary ancient sword in my hand, no one can defeat me, and no one can stop me. A mere Ancient Star Sect is no match for us. Let's destroy the Ancient Star Sect in one go and seize their thousand-year-old heritage!"
Fan Wujie's voice was full of incitement, and the flames of battle that had just been extinguished were suddenly ignited again. Qi Yangchen, Fan Wuchen, and the others, who were already good at stirring up trouble, were now shouting loudly.
"Fight!"
One person shouted. His voice was like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth. There was no longer any trace of sadness in his voice. The gazes that were looking at the cold corpses were also retracted. There was only battle intent in their minds, and there were no more words to speak.
With a loud bang, sword light flashed, and the space collapsed. Fan Wujie transformed into a sword shadow that broke through the void and rushed in the direction of the Ancient Star Sect's retreat.
Seeing this, the crowd roared angrily again. Their eyes were filled with battle intent, and they followed in a mighty manner. Everyone's body emitted a resounding sword cry, like an arrow that was released from a bow, and there was no thought of turning back.
As the crowd left, the entire space gradually became quiet, and even deathly still.
On the ground, there were countless broken rocks and broken walls, and thousands of cold corpses. There was a desolate and bloody aura everywhere. However, if one looked carefully, they would discover that there was actually a trace of evil aura gathering in this space. It flowed along the ground, like a stream flowing into a long river, and quietly converged in the distance.
At the same time, in the void, there were two figures flashing.
These two figures were pitch black in color, and they were like ghosts that constantly flashed and moved. Every time they approached a corpse, they would stretch out their palms as if they were able to extract the soul from the corpse and devour it to ceaselessly increase their own strength. They looked extremely strange and mysterious.
They were like death gods, mercilessly harvesting souls.
When they arrived in front of the corpses of the four Sword Masters, their dull eyes immediately burst with a bright light. They reached out with their palms and impatiently reached out.
"Stop!"
Seeing that the souls of the four Sword Masters were about to be forcibly extracted, at this moment, a cold shout was heard. With just one word, the two pitch-black figures stopped in their tracks and bowed deeply with their backs facing the source of the voice.
The person who spoke was naturally Chu Xingyun.
He slowly descended from the sky. The moment his eyes landed on the four corpses, his eyes, which were shrouded in a demonic light, trembled, and he let out an almost inaudible sigh.
In his field of vision, the four corpses had already turned cold, and the blood that flowed out had solidified. Under the refraction of the faint light, it revealed a sad red light, and the familiar faces had already lost their smiles. They were frozen in place, still being blown by the strong wind.
Chu Xingyun stood in front of the corpses, speechless.
He did not avoid his gaze, and just stared directly at them. The four Sword Masters were already dead, but their eyes were still wide open. There was no confusion or fear in their eyes, only indignation.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the space filled with dark clouds.
The wind was so strong that it blew Chu Xingyun's robes. At the same time, it also blew the clothes of the four Sword Masters. The clothes had already been stained red with blood, and when they fluttered, they were like balls of burning flames, reflecting the crimson color in their eyes.
Chu Xingyun looked at this scene, and his body suddenly moved.
He bent his back slightly and bowed to the four Sword Masters. Then, he bent down and carefully closed the eyes of the four Sword Masters. He murmured, "The four of you would rather die to protect Wanjian Pavilion. Others may not understand, but I can clearly feel it."
"Today, although you have died and turned into dust, you will rest forever. Tomorrow, I will take your loyal souls and fight for Wanjian Pavilion forever!"
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