No Victory or Defeat
The Ten Thousand Swords Mountain was filled with towering peaks that gave off a majestic aura. However, at this moment, the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain was shrouded in dust. Corpses littered the ground, and the pungent smell of blood soared into the sky, causing people to tremble in fear.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the smoke and dust dispersed. Countless people from the Ancient Star Sect dashed out. Violent gales swept up from their bodies, as if a hurricane had passed through, turning the entire space upside down.
Behind them, the sound of air being torn apart could be heard. The people from the Wanjian Pavilion carried Sword Qi and held long swords. Their faces were fanatical, and they were like mad beasts as they charged at the crowd in front of them.
As they waved their long swords, thousands of sword lights bloomed as if they wanted to tear the sky apart. They landed on the bodies of the people from the Ancient Star Sect, causing blood to splatter everywhere. Many people even died on the spot, and their bodies fell into the rubble.
These dead people were all pierced by countless sword lights. Their throats were broken, and their chests were pierced. Their deaths were extremely gruesome. Their wails filled the air, and it took a long time for them to dissipate.
Ever since the people from the Wanjian Pavilion chased after them, such a scene had been repeating itself. At this point, more than three thousand people from the Ancient Star Sect had died. Countless people had bloodshot eyes, and they roared again and again. The scene was extremely horrifying.
As the leader of the Ancient Star Sect, Fan Wujie felt his heart bleeding when he saw this scene. These people were the elites of the Ancient Star Sect. They were the mainstays of the sect. Today, they were like stray dogs, being chased crazily and buried in the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.
Perhaps three thousand people were not a lot to an army of eighty thousand, but if this continued, the people of the Ancient Star Sect would be completely annihilated.
With this thought in mind, Gu Fanxing took a deep breath and suddenly turned around. "Fan Wujie, do you want the two sects to fall into an endless battle until a victor is decided?"
Everyone could hear his angry voice clearly. However, Fan Wujie's expression did not change. He only said indifferently, "Continue the chase!"
In the next instant —
Under Gu Fanxing's gaze, the void was brutally torn apart. 40,000 people in the Wanjian Pavilion waved their swords at the same time. Sword light gathered in a frenzy, releasing endless killing intent. No matter how the wind howled, it did not disperse. The momentum was overwhelming.
When the sword light descended, the space instantly froze. Immediately after, the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth shattered and was annihilated bit by bit. Countless members of the Ancient Star Sect let out shrill cries as their vitality dissipated. They fell from the sky powerlessly.
"Fan Wujie, you bastard!" Liu Wentian's body was trembling uncontrollably. His clothes were dyed scarlet, but his mind was suffocating. He felt as if the heavens and earth were spinning.
The sword strike just now had directly cut through the Ancient Star Sect's formation. An empty space had appeared in the middle of the formation. More than a thousand martial artists had been turned into corpses or minced meat. They were completely dead.
Such a bloody scene caused the faces of countless people to turn pale. At this moment, they finally understood that the Wanjian Pavilion had come with the intention of slaughtering them all.
"Everyone, listen up!"
At this moment, Gu Fanxing's voice suddenly rang out. He suddenly stopped moving. His chest puffed out as he stood upright in the sky. His pitch-black eyes looked straight ahead as he said loudly, "Since the other party has vowed to hunt us down, then there is no need for us to continue running. Let's get into formation and fight to the death!"
As his voice fell, the suppressed anger and killing intent in the hearts of the crowd was instantly ignited. They all stopped moving. Bright starlight surrounded their bodies, faintly condensing into the shadow of a majestic spiritual formation.
A rumbling sound rang out. In the four directions of the spiritual formation, the shadows of seven huge constellations condensed. Countless bright starlight appeared, as turbulent as an abyss. The aura swept across the sky, vaguely suppressing the heavens and earth.
On the other side, in the face of the terrifying momentum of the 28 Constellations Formation, the people of the Wanjian Pavilion were not afraid at all. Sword light filled the sky and descended from the sky. It condensed into a towering sword shadow and blasted out.
A sword and a sword approached each other in the void. At the moment of contact, the starlight boiled and the sword light was dazzling. However, it continued to shatter. The sound of the collision was endless. Every strike was shocking and made people feel as if they would be destroyed at any time.
The 28 Constellations Formation was a constellation of will. Each constellation was extremely powerful and could condense starlight into a meteor that fell to the ground. Even the people of the Wanjian Pavilion, who were equipped with sharp sword light, could not withstand it.
In just an instant, the place where the meteor fell was covered with the corpses of the people of the Wanjian Pavilion. The number of dead was incalculable, and the number of injured was even greater. Blood mixed with internal organs almost stained everyone's body.
However, in the face of the terrifying attack of the meteor, the people of the Wanjian Pavilion sped up. They were like sharp swords, withstanding the meteor light and blood, madly rushing into the formation.
Every time someone rushed in, the place would become a bloody place. The sword light was sharp and filled with strong murderous intent. It would either pierce the heart or the arm. It was like a bloody wolf rushing into a flock of sheep. It could be said that it was extremely chaotic.
In this mountain range, there were scarlet corpses everywhere. These corpses had long been unrecognizable. It was impossible to tell which side they belonged to, and no one dared to identify them.
The battle was in complete chaos. Within the ancient formation, in the void, there were people dying every minute and every second. Even the high and mighty Yin Yang cultivators did not dare to be careless. They could become one of the corpses at any time.
In the center of the 28 Constellations Formation, Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing stood side by side. Their bodies were covered in starlight, which converged into a towering pillar of light. It was as if they had become one with the Constellations Formation.
With the appearance of the towering pillar of light, the aura of the entire formation suddenly changed. The phantoms of the 28 Constellations raised their heads at the same time and let out earth-shattering roars. Every ray of starlight was like a stormy sea, mercilessly reaping the lives of the people of the Wanjian Pavilion.
It should be known that in a battle between two armies, the battle formation had the advantage.
The 28 Constellations Formation of the Ancient Star Sect was a pure killing formation. Before the people of the Wanjian Pavilion could reach them, they would be intercepted and killed halfway, causing countless deaths and injuries.
With the sudden addition of Liu Wentian and Gu Fanxing, the power of the formation became even stronger. Almost every ray of starlight that fell could cause blood to splatter everywhere. Among them, even the swordmasters who had entered the Yin Yang Realm were killed by the brilliant starlight.
At this point, the Ancient Star Sect still had a huge advantage. They had more than 60,000 people left. On the other hand, the Wanjian Pavilion had only suffered heavy casualties. They only had 20,000 people left, and this number was constantly decreasing.
The contrast between the Yin Yang cultivators was even more intense.
In front of the mountain gate, the Wanjian Pavilion had already lost three swordmasters. With the death of the four swordmasters of the Technique Imparting Sect, only nine of the 18 swordmasters were left. And in the previous round of killing, another four had died on the spot.
Therefore, on the side of the Wanjian Pavilion, there were only five swordmasters left.
However, on the side of the Ancient Star Sect, although there were also casualties, they relied on the advantage of the 28 Constellations Formation. Only five Yin Yang cultivators died, and 13 survived.
Seeing that the disparity between the two sides was increasing, Gu Fanxing narrowed his eyes and looked straight at Fan Wujie in front of him. He said, "For the sake of your so-called reputation, you don't care about casualties and madly chase after us. It seems that you really want to push the Wanjian Pavilion into the abyss of extinction."
"Push it into the abyss?"
Hearing this, Fan Wujie couldn't help but sneer. He said with a smile, "The battle hasn't ended yet. Isn't it a little too early for you to jump to conclusions?"
Liu Wentian also stared at Fan Wujie. His face was as gloomy as water. "I've read books before. Thousands of years ago, the legendary ancient sword was an unparalleled Imperial Weapon. Judging from the power you used just now, its power has indeed surpassed the level of an Imperial Weapon. But with your current strength, it's impossible for you to completely control the Imperial Weapon. You'll definitely suffer a backlash.
"With the legendary ancient sword in your hand, your strength has increased greatly. No one is your opponent. But so what? The battle has already been decided. What can you change with your strength alone?"
Speaking of this, Liu Wentian's face darkened.
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