Chapter 783: Inheritance of Will

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Chapter 783: Inheritance of Will

The blood stained Yun Changqing's rickety body red.

The crowd looked at this scene, as if the hoarse voice was still echoing in their ears, their brows were furrowed, and they felt very uncomfortable.

Yun Changqing's death had a great impact on them, especially that almost mournful roar.

People save and land lose, but all people and land survive.

If the land is lost and people are lost, all people and land will be lost.

This is Yun Changqing's last words before his death, and it is also the words of life. He must use his life to stop Fan Wujie.

"It's a bunch of nonsense!" Qi Yang stared at Yun Changqing's body, his eyes flickering: "In my opinion, Yun Changqing must have colluded with Luo Yun in an attempt to disrupt our position, and we must not believe his words easily .”

Qi Yang's deep and icy voice immediately woke up the crowd. They all looked at Fan Wujie in unison, only to see Fan Wujie standing where he was, without saying a word, and his expression remained unchanged.

"Using blood to learn loyalty, Sword Master Evergreen has already achieved this level. Could it be that the Pavilion Master can't let the Pavilion Master take back his decision?" Tang Yunhuan's face was already covered with tears. Although Lei Yuanguang and Su Lengliu didn't say anything, But his eyes were also glistening with tears.

They looked at Fan Wujie who was motionless, and then at the crowd with icy expressions, their hearts were filled with sadness like a sea, which made them laugh bitterly one after another.

The laughter spread slowly, and the moment it dissipated, three sword lights bloomed at the same time, evoking a bloody red.

Puff puff!

The three corpses fell to the ground, and the blood flowing out almost converged into a small river, flowing to the feet of the crowd, and also to the feet of Fan Wujie.

I saw his eyes trembled, and when he raised his head, a magnificent fighting spirit surged out of his body, and he didn't have any intention of restraining himself because of the four sword masters admonishing each other with death.

What's more, in this killing intent, not only was it full of killing intent, but also there was a trace of disdain, as if he had no fluctuations in the death of the four sword masters.

"A bunch of bastards!" Such words echoed coldly in Fan Wujie's heart.

In fact, since Chu Xingyun joined the Chuan Gong lineage, he has been brooding over this matter, and his doubts about the four sword masters have become deeper and deeper, and he feels that it is difficult to control.

After returning from the Holy Star City, Fan Wujie took the opportunity to frame Chu Xingyun. The four sword masters not only did not agree with his statement, but also spoke out many times in an attempt to help Chu Xingyun wash away his suspicions and restore his reputation.

Just now, the ancient Xingchen sect fled, and Wanjiange should take advantage of the situation to pursue and revive its reputation. Even if there were some casualties, it was a matter of course, but the four sword masters refused again, even admonishing each other with death.

The previous doubts and the changes at this moment made Fan Wujie more suspicious. Therefore, Yun Changqing's death did not cause any fluctuations in his heart, and the subsequent deaths of the three people did not cause any fluctuations in him.

Even, the death of these four people gave him an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

The crowd couldn't see what Fan Wujie was thinking. Seeing that Fan Wujie was silent, they naturally didn't dare to take any action. They glanced at the four corpses that were getting colder, feeling a little dazed for a while.

"Continue to hunt!"

Just at this time, Fan Wujie's voice suddenly sounded, he stepped forward, looked straight ahead, and said in a deep voice: "These four people stopped them with death, their behavior is really weird, it is very likely that they have something to do with the ancient Xingchen sect Collusion, attempting to slander Wanjiange."

"I am holding a legendary ancient sword. I am invincible and unstoppable. A mere member of the Ancient Star Sect is by no means our opponent. In this way, I will destroy the Ancient Star Sect and seize the thousand-year heritage!"

Fan Wujie's voice was full of incitement, and the fire of fighting spirit that had just been extinguished suddenly ignited, especially Qi Yangshen, Fan Wuchen and the others, who were already ready to stir up waves, shouted loudly at this time. up.

"war!"

Everyone uttered their voices, their voices were like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth, the desolate atmosphere just now was completely gone, and the gazes that were looking at the cold corpses were also withdrawn one after another, and there was only fighting spirit in their minds, and there was no sternness. Word.

With a loud bang, the sword lights up, and the space shatters. Fan Wujie transforms into Ling Tian's sword shadow, breaks through the void, and rushes towards the direction where the ancient Xingchen Sect evacuated.

Seeing this, the crowd roared again, with fighting intent in their eyes, and they followed in a mighty manner. Everyone's body emitted a high-pitched sword chant, like a bow and arrow, without any thought of turning back.

As the crowd left, the entire space gradually became quiet, even dead silent.

On the ground, there are countless broken rocks and broken walls, thousands of cold corpses, and the air of desolation and blood is everywhere, but if you look carefully, you will find that in this space, there is actually a trace of evil energy gathered. Along the ground, like a stream going to a long river, it quietly gathers towards the distance.

At the same time, there were two figures flickering in the void.

These two figures were pitch-black, like ghosts, and they kept flashing and moving. Every time they got close to a corpse, they stretched out their palms, as if they could pull out the soul from the corpse and swallow it, constantly strengthening their own strength. It looks extremely evil and mysterious.

They are like gods of death, ruthlessly harvesting souls.

When they came to the corpses of the four sword masters, their dull eyes immediately burst into brilliance, and they stretched out their palms, impatiently reaching for them.

"stop!"

Seeing that the souls of the four people were about to be forcibly pulled out, at this moment, a cold shout came out, and with just one word, the two dark figures stopped their movements and bowed their backs to the source of the sound.

The person who speaks is naturally Chu Xingyun.

Only

Seeing him falling slowly from the air, the moment his eyes touched the four corpses, the eyes shrouded in magic light trembled, and an inaudible sigh came out of his mouth.

In the field of vision, the four corpses had become icy cold, and the blood that flowed out was solidified. Under the refraction of the dim light, there was a sad red light, and the familiar faces had no smiles for a long time, and they were frozen there. Still blown by the wind.

Chu Xingyun stood in front of the corpse, speechless for a while.

He didn't dodge his eyes, just stared directly at them. The four of them were dead, but their eyes were still wide open. There was no blankness or fear in their eyes, only indignation.

call!

A gust of wind suddenly swept through the space covered with dark clouds.

The wind blew loudly, blowing Chu Xingyun's robes, and at the same time, blowing the clothes of the four sword masters. The clothes had already been stained red with blood, and they were floating like balls of flames burning and dancing. It reflects each other with the crimson color in their eyes.

Chu Xingyun watched this scene, and his body suddenly moved.

He slightly bent his back, bowed to the four sword masters, then bent down, carefully closed the eyes of the four, and whispered in his mouth: "Four, you would rather die to protect Wanjiange's mind, Others don’t understand, but I can really feel it.”

"Today, although you have died, turned into loess, and slept forever, but tomorrow, I will bring your loyal souls and fight for Wanjiange forever!"

When the last words sounded, Chu Xingyun's eyes suddenly became solemn, and he poked his sword finger, and tapped lightly on the eyebrows of the four people one after another!

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