Fan Wujie's voice shook the void, and the sword intent on his body shook the sky, which made thousands of stars lose their light and become dull. His eyes were filled with anger and coldness. The moment he touched the crowd, it made people tremble.

A few days ago, Wanjian Pavilion was looted. Fan Wujie, who is the head of the pavilion, was full of anger and felt aggrieved.

Today, the Ancient Star Sect suddenly arrived, gathering 130,000 people to suppress Wanjian Pavilion, and even teased them. Without any defense, Wanjian Pavilion took a large number of killings and blood stained Wanjian Mountain.

All this anger and resentment were detonated in one fell swoop when the three thousand sword weapons were stolen. At this moment, Fan Wujie was full of anger and could no longer bear the wanton humiliation of the Ancient Star Sect.

The Pavilion Master, the Ancient Star Sect condensed the spiritual array. If we forcefully rush to Yun Changqing, we looked frightened and immediately spoke out to dissuade Fan Wujie. But Fan Wujie just turned around and swept his cold eyes, which immediately made him stop his words.

Yun Changqing, are you going to disobey my order? Fan Wujie's voice was full of threatening. His words fell, and the expressions of the sword masters changed drastically. Even the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion below shuddered.

Battle! Fan Wujie shouted again, and a gray and black sword light condensed on his body, his palm swept towards the void, and the sword light suddenly burst out. A Lingtian sword force was surging, making a clanging sound, and the sword energy swept through the sky.

boom!

Under Fan Wujie's order, the crowd of Wanjian Pavilion held the sword tightly, and sword lights soared into the sky, rushing forward like a crazier of sword energy, colliding with thousands of starlight.

In an instant, the space was flooded with spiritual power, and the destructive sword power was strangled out crazily. The buzzing sound continued, and the crowd of the ancient Xingchen Sect gathered the martial spirit one after another, and even intertwined a long river of starlight, forcibly suppressing the great sword light.

Kill out! Qi Yangchen roared, and the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion rushed out with sword light and rushed out to different directions. In just a moment, the entire void was completely in chaos, and there was a breath of destruction everywhere.

A group of stupid people who died. Liu Guqiong looked ahead coldly and laughed coldly. A red star appeared behind him. With his footsteps, his body stepped straight forward. The space wherever he passed became extremely hot.

The head of the Liu family actually took action to slaughter some juniors, which was really disgusting. The moment Liu Guqiong took action, a scorching sword light was about to break the spiritual power of the heaven and earth, and hit his vital point.

Liu Guqiong frowned, the red stars bloomed with starlight, and a hot starlight shot out, destroying the power of the scorching sword light. He raised his eyes and glared at the person ahead, shouting: Qi Yangchen, you are qualified to say to me?

Qi Yangchen also glared at Liu Guqiong. The two of them confronted each other for a moment. At almost the same moment, the starlight and sword light were released, and they immediately collided one after another in the void, bursting out the terrifying power of heaven and earth.

While the two were fighting, the rest of the Yin and Yang powerhouses collided in various parts of the space, and terrifying forces came, shaking the void and trembling, cracks appeared on the earth, which could be broken at any time.

The twenty-eight star formations cover the sky and the sun, condensed thousands of terrible starlights, directly covering the crowd of Wanjian Pavilion. Once someone approaches, the formation moves and the stars change, but the starlight still exists, causing terrible damage.

Under such a situation, the people from Wanjian Pavilion were like mud cows entering the sea. Countless people were flooded by the stars before they even approached, leaving mottled blood on the ground, and even broken limbs and bones. The picture was as tragic as the Shura hell, which was shocking.

However, under the shroud of this dazzling starlight, someone still rushed out.

These disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were covered with blood. Once they entered the star formation, they were like hungry wolves rushing into the flock of sheep. The dazzling sword lights were their sharpest fangs. With a flash of sword light, more than ten people died on the spot.

When the crowd of Xingchen Ancient Sect reacted, the figures of the disciples floated away and had already rushed to other directions. The sword light flashed again, ethereal and ethereal, but it was like the deathly sickle of the God of Death, ruthlessly harvesting away huge heads.

It should be noted that the Ancient Star Sect is good at spiritual formations. Before the enemy approaches, it is covered by thousands of starlight. However, the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion are good at swordsmanship, elegant and agile, and can also break into the enemy group and kill in large numbers.

It is precisely in order to prevent this situation that the Ancient Star Sect consumed a huge amount of resources and devoted its efforts to forge the Three Thousand Star Pattern Armor. Unfortunately, the Three Thousand Star Pattern Armor was stolen by Chu Xingyun and they could not defend themselves at all.

In the space, wailing sounds echoed. These wails came from both the people from Wanjian Pavilion and from the Ancient Star Sect. The former was penetrated by the starlight and it was difficult to move forward half a step, while the latter was torn apart by the sword light and it was difficult to resist.

The two sides slaughtered each other, and blood penetrated into the earth like flowing water, and finally condensed into streams and converged into blood rivers, lingering around the entire Wanjian Pavilion. In the river, there were countless remaining limbs filled with blood.

But because of this, neither side is willing to retreat and is completely immersed in the cycle of killing and being killed. Roars, wailings, and even crazy laughter, sounds entering the ears and hearts, just like a music of death, clearly echoing in the sky above Wanjian Pavilion, and it will never be eliminated for a long time.

But unlike the turbulent momentum here, Wanfeng Cliff, the deepest part of Wanjian Pavilion, is quiet and terrifying at this moment, with a huge void, with only the whistling sound of the storm passing by.

In the stone forest, Ning Lefan and Lu Qingxuan were tied to the stone pillar. The bone-blazing wind swept over, causing them to wake up from their state of retreat, grinning in pain and trembling all over.

Behind the seven people were eight hundred disciples, all of whom had not entered the realm of heavenly spirit. Under the baptism of the gale wind, many of them had scarlet blood on their bodies, and their blood had already dyed their clothes red, and they looked very embarrassed.

Among them, some people could not bear the stinging pain and started to wail. These wailing sounds spread out, but they could not be heard from Wanfeng Cliff. The sounds outside Wanfeng Cliff were also unable to be transmitted. It seemed that there was an invisible force that completely isolated the place.

Since we were imprisoned here, the entire Wanfeng Cliff has been shrouded by a spiritual array, not only isolating all sound fluctuations, but even the spiritual power of heaven and earth cannot penetrate. It seems that Shi Hao wants us to die here. The wind penetrated into Ning Lefan's body, but he did not wail, but instead sneered.

With Shi Hao's status, it is probably difficult to arrange these spiritual arrays. The real person who takes action should be Fan Wujie. He wants to force us to hand over the sword scripture with this. Lu Ling also grinned. He called Fan Wujie's name directly, and obviously he never regarded the latter as the lord of Wanjian Pavilion again, without any respect.

Since the Six Sects Competition, Fan Wujie has targeted Master everywhere, obviously because he is afraid that Master will become famous and endanger his position as the Pavilion Master. Even the four sword masters of the passing lineage have been brutally suppressed. What can such a person do not do?

Today, Wanjian Pavilion is in name only. Instead of falling into endless disputes and making profits, I would rather be trapped here, even if I die, I can die purely.

Lu Qingyao and Lu Qingxuan also spoke one after another.

The words of the two women immediately attracted a lot of attention and nodded involuntarily. Although this place is a dangerous place and a dead place, it is also a rare and pure place, and can stay away from the chaos and disputes of Wanjian Pavilion.

Everyone's voice fell into Lu Xing's ears word by word. He was still sitting cross-legged on the stone pillar, motionless like an old monk entering into meditation, but a faint curve of approval appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!