The Fate of the Sword
The battle just now seemed long, but it actually happened in an instant. However, it was in that instant that the situation of the battle changed.
Liu Wentian and Lin Tianchong fought and lost.
The five Yin Yang experts died at the hands of Wu Jing Xue. Their corpses were nowhere to be found.
The top forces of the Ancient Star Sect and Wanjian Pavilion were all annihilated. The remaining few thousand people who survived were all scared out of their wits. They lost all will to fight and were only filled with fear and despair.
Under such circumstances, many warriors ran away as if they had gone mad. They wanted to escape from this bloody hell. However, before they could get far, the sky was suddenly covered by a wave of spiritual energy.
Rumbling sounds could be heard. When the wave of spiritual energy fell, the lives of the fleeing warriors were annihilated. They turned into cold corpses and fell from the sky.
The entire space was dead silent in an instant. The crowd looked at the Spiritual Energy Tide in the distance and then looked at the blood-stained corpses all over the mountains. Their minds immediately fell to the bottom of the valley. They fell limply to the ground and no longer made a sound.
"Damn it!" Fan Wujie's pupils suddenly constricted when he saw all of this. Especially when he saw Fan Wuchen and Qi Yangchen die, his body suddenly trembled.
Wanjian Pavilion had a total of 18 Sword Masters. They were independent of each other and each ruled an empire.
At this moment, all 18 Sword Masters were dead. Not a single one was left.
A strong sense of sorrow attacked Fan Wujie's heart. It was as if he had lost everything. His heart became especially empty and his mind was blank.
"The 18 Sword Masters are dead. Wanjian Pavilion's 100,000 disciples are also dead. There are only a few thousand left. Now, as the Pavilion Master of Wanjian Pavilion, it's time for you to step into the Yellow Springs." Chu Xingyun's voice slowly sounded while Fan Wujie was still in a daze.
Fan Wujie suddenly turned around. In an instant, his body was enveloped by the light of the Dark Incantation. A strong sense of weakness surged from all parts of his body. He almost lost his grip on the legendary ancient sword.
Whoosh!
In front of his eyes, a strange dark purple brilliance flashed. Chu Xingyun, who was originally a hundred meters away, suddenly appeared in front of Fan Wujie. The Black Hole Epee was raised high, almost covering Fan Wujie's entire body.
"Fallen Mountain Style!"
Chu Xingyun spat out a cold voice. Without another word, he slashed out with his Black Hole Heavy Sword. Black light rolled out, and a terrifying destructive power gushed out. It was as if a murderous beast of darkness was pouncing down.
"You think you can kill me?" Fan Wujie shouted coldly. He immediately brandished his ancient Legendary sword to meet the Black Hole Greatsword.
However, the invincible Legendary sword lost its original domineering aura in the face of the Black Hole Epee. Its sword light dimmed, and it didn't dare to meet the attack head-on.
Bang!
The two swords collided, and a terrifying sword light instantly erupted. Fan Wujie was already in a weakened state. Facing the might of the two swords, he couldn't resist at all. He immediately spat out a mouthful of boiling blood.
After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Fan Wujie's entire body was sent flying. His expression was ugly. His eyes turned, and just as he was about to track Chu Xingyun's trajectory, he discovered that Chu Xingyun's devilishly handsome face had appeared in front of him. The two of them were less than a foot apart.
"Chop!"
Chu Xingyun brandished his sword again. The sword aura was even more ferocious, and the sword's might was even more vigorous. Fan Wujie was so frightened that his face turned pale. He restrained his aura, and the thought of escaping immediately appeared in his mind. At this moment, an invisible and strange gravitational force attacked. It was as if it had been predicted, and directly bound his entire body.
"If I want you to die, how can you live?" Chu Xingyun coldly spat out. At this moment, Fan Wujie no longer had his usual arrogant attitude. His face was filled with fear, and his body was constantly trembling. He was completely flustered.
"Reverse Sword Style!" With a single word, with Chu Xingyun as the center, a pitch-black sword light tore through the sky, twisting the five elements of heaven and earth. The sword light vortex churned, and the world was about to be torn apart.
The Black Hole Heavy Sword fell, and the void churned. The sword light covered the sky.
"Sword!" Seeing that the Black Hole Heavy Sword was about to fall, Fan Wujie clenched his teeth and raised the legendary ancient sword in his hand. In an instant, a thumb-sized crystal slowly appeared on the hilt of the legendary ancient sword. The crystal was clear, and a faint light gushed out, causing the dull legendary ancient sword to once again emit an extreme light.
"What a pure power of light. It even has a trace of the origin aura." Chu Xingyun's gaze fell on the crystal. The Black Hole Heavy Sword pressed down, but it was actually unable to annihilate this power.
"Originally, I wasn't willing to take this step. But since you are so aggressive, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Fan Wujie spat out a mouthful of essence blood. His originally withered Spiritual Sea trembled violently, and surging Spiritual Energy gushed out once again.
Fan Wujie closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his body was bursting with thousands of rays of extreme light. A terrifying aura pervaded the air, causing the hearts of the crowd to tremble. They all sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Not good!" Lin Tianchong and Wu Jing Xue's expressions froze. Fan Wujie had clearly used a secret technique to forcibly restore his Spiritual Energy. With his frightening realm, once he made a move, it would definitely be incomparably terrifying.
Weng Weng Weng!
The Spiritual Energy around his body was like a dragon, endlessly churning within his body. Fan Wujie swept away his weakened state and slowly raised his eyes. However, he discovered that not only was there no fear on Chu Xingyun's face, he was actually smiling.
That's right, Chu Xingyun was smiling. Furthermore, it was a mocking smile!
"Burning your essence blood as the price to restore your Spiritual Energy. Then, using the might of the Legendary Ancient Sword to completely annihilate me. This idea is not bad, but you seem to have forgotten the most important point." Chu Xingyun said unhurriedly. This caused Fan Wujie to be stunned. What did he forget?
Chu Xingyun took in Fan Wujie's expression. His sword-like eyebrows rose as he said indifferently, "Thousands of years ago, the Legendary Ancient Sword was defeated by the Black Hole Heavy Sword. The Black Hole Heavy Sword even cut off the tip of the sword, causing it to become a broken artifact. Although thousands of years have passed, the Sword Spirit's fear of the Black Hole Heavy Sword has not diminished in the slightest. In fact, it has become even more intense."
"You tried to use a broken sword to block the Black Hole Heavy Sword and even wanted to kill me in one fell swoop. Don't you think that such an action is very laughable?"
Chu Xingyun looked at Fan Wujie, whose expression had changed drastically. His calm voice was filled with strong confidence and arrogance. It seemed to come from the depths of his soul. He completely despised Fan Wujie and the Legendary Ancient Sword.
With a thought, strange black inscriptions immediately appeared on the body of the Black Hole Heavy Sword. As soon as these inscriptions appeared, the Legendary Ancient Sword began to tremble violently. The sword light was restrained and even disappeared without a trace.
"This …" Fan Wujie and the Sword Spirit had merged. At this moment, he could feel the Sword Spirit's intense fear. He frowned, but before he could say anything, he heard Chu Xingyun shout, "Break for me!"
As his voice fell, a destructive power that seemed to come from the Dark Abyss seeped out from the Black Hole Heavy Sword. It was mixed with a trace of demonic, cold, and even madness. It descended on the Legendary Ancient Sword.
A crisp cracking sound was heard. Then, the crowd saw the Black Hole Heavy Sword press down. The extreme sword light that filled the void dissipated. Moreover, half of the sword body rapidly fell from the sky.
This half of the sword body naturally belonged to the Legendary Ancient Sword.
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