The Divine Sword Villa was destroyed and replaced by Zhanlu Tianfeng. On that day, the tenth branch of swordsmanship - Sword Lord appeared.
The first sword master, Dongfang Fan, was the former Chunjun sword master and the successor of the Sword Demon. His legendary reputation spread throughout the human race and beyond: he defeated four of the first nine swords, defeated the four great priests, recovered the Divine Sword Villa hidden by the gods, and made various achievements.
After being passed down from one person to ten, ten to a hundred, and a hundred to tens of thousands of times, the praise actually outweighed the criticism.
It was precisely because of the major events that happened at Shenjian Villa that people turned their attention away from the originally bustling Human Emperor's Mausoleum. They had no idea that the tomb had been closed for some special reason, and the people trapped in it were in a short period of time.
Can't get out of it...
And just the day after Zhanlu Tianfeng initially spread, another blockbuster news broke among the human race: the first generation sword master died in his own house!
On the day when the news came out, Zhang Canzhi, Haotian, Lin Liping, Sword Demon Lin Yue and many other swordsmanship peers came to visit, but the result was that the news of the death was more confirmed -
"There is no response from the heart pulse. It cannot be a fake death."
"The pupils are dilated and the body is abnormally cold. These are the symptoms of death that have begun to stiffen."
"This is not caused by being offline. When the player is offline, the body in the other world will still maintain normal signs of life, but Dongfang Fan has... Although the cause of death is not known, he is indeed dead.
"
"In the challenge ranking of God of War City, the name of Dongfang Fan, who is the thirteenth, has disappeared, and the fortress of the thirteenth domain in Fengyun City's peak realm is also in an ownerless state. This is the result of the data being reset to zero after the player dies.
, Dongfang Fan is indeed dead."
One piece of evidence proved the fact of Dongfang Fan's death. Suddenly, in the Dongfang Mansion, cries continued: Nalan Wan'er, Jian Rushuang, and Jian Ruxue were howling and crying beside Dongfang Fan regardless of their appearance.
Those who came to pay homage felt sad after seeing that scene.
Long Xin'er looked at Dongfang Fan's body on the master's seat with red eyes. The tears at the corners of her eyes proved that she had cried before, but she didn't know whether it was because she was tired from crying or because she didn't know how to continue crying. She was in a trance.
Staring at Dongfang Fan, he kept thinking in his heart: This is not true, this is not true...
Xia Youran stood aside, staring at Dongfang Fan's body, frowning, with a "there is only one truth" expression on her face, thinking about Dongfang Fan's possible motive of fake death, and the method of causing it - she didn't believe Dongfang Fan
Dead, I have never believed it from the beginning until now.
"Hahaha! I told you! I, Shi Enguang, will definitely live longer than you! Dongfang Fan, you are finally dead!! Hahahaha!" Outside the gate of Dongfang Mansion, Shi Enguang laughed wildly, and the laughter spread into the solemn Dongfang.
In the main hall of the mansion, Long Xin'er's originally dazed eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent——
“Whoosh——!!”
Unsheathing the Shadow Sword is the ultimate move. Xizi's heart-grabbing move has a thunderous movement, turning into a sword energy that flies out from the main hall and directly hits Shi Enguang outside the door!
"Clang! Clang!"
This sword energy used Yunlong's third turn to strike three times in a row. Shi Enguang was not weak at all, and actually blocked the three strikes. But how could this move be avoided immediately?
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Three blood arrows were superimposed on Shi Enguang's left shoulder, leaving a hideous wound!
"I'll give you a moment to breathe and leave Huaxia City, otherwise... I'll risk my life as a second-generation sword sect to kill you!" Long Xin'er was so angry that he truly had the intention to kill.
"Hmph!" Shi Enguang knew in his heart that he was still no match for Long Xin'er, so he thought to himself, "If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood." He immediately left Huaxia City without stopping...
At this moment, Yunfeng, the first sword sect, appeared - he and Yue Shenxi had returned from the border.
After learning about Dongfang Fan's death, Yunfeng rushed to Dongfang Mansion. He also did not believe that this swordsman genius would die at such a moment, so he personally diagnosed Dongfang Fan.
A quarter of an hour later, Yunfeng sighed, took back his hand, shook his head and said: "I am jealous of the talented people..."
God is jealous of talented people who died young, and all kinds of sighs cannot bring back the departed heroic spirit...
As soon as Longxin'er heard what Yunfeng said, the last glimmer of hope in her heart was extinguished. Her eyes turned red, but she burst into tears.
"Senior, can you see...the main reason for his death?" Xia Youran asked.
"This...there are no internal or external injuries...the cultivation level is exhausted, the source of life is completely gone...this kind of death, there is only one possibility...that is, the life span is over, and death is natural..." Yunfeng frowned, cautiously
replied.
This conclusion made Xia Youran feel unacceptable, but she did not continue to ask: If Dongfang Fan is cheating to die now, then he should have his own reasons. Waiting for a while may lead to a result.
Dugu Sword Demon, the last member of the Sword Demon lineage, Dugu Sword Demon stepped into the main hall of Dongfang Mansion with a solemn expression——
"How could this happen... Is it true that my lineage of sword demons is an existence that cannot be tolerated by nature..." Dugu Sword Demon said with a bitter smile. His whole body instantly aged for more than ten years, and his lonely figure was crumbling. Xia Youran stepped forward to support him.
Got him.
"Senior Sword Demon, this is...this is the...suicide note he left...it is written in writing and requires senior to sign it personally..." Xia Youran handed a letter to Dugu Sword Demon, with two words "suicide note" written on the cover.
The words and inscription are "Dugu Sword Demon Qinqi".
Dugu Sword Demon finally opened the letter and left a message. After reading it, he burst into tears and read out the contents of the suicide note on the spot:
"My Master: My disciple Dongfang Fan is unfilial. He was unable to propagate the Sword Demon lineage in his lifetime. It was a waste of your cultivation for more than a year. I really feel regretful and regretful. However, Dongfang Fan has never done anything worthwhile in his short life.
I just hope that the move to humiliate the master will be overcome without success, and in the end, I hope that the master will read out the disciple's last wish."
"Dongfang Fan has three last wishes: first, to die as an apology; my evil body commits crimes and slaughters Bei Xi; my selfish desires cause war, and all sentient beings suffer. Both of these things are inseparable from Dongfang Fan... Dongfang Fan
I only have one life, and I know that I cannot apologize for my sins. I originally wanted to spend the rest of my life doing my part in the great cause of "stopping war in the world"... However, after creating the Sword Lord lineage, my destiny has been exhausted.
Knowing that my life is approaching, I know... this is retribution... Therefore, Dongfang Fan's death has nothing to do with anyone. It is all my own fault... People in Dongfang Mansion are not allowed to be enemies with anyone for my death. This is
One of my last wishes.”
"It is my last wish to hand over the leadership of Zhanlu Tianfeng to the three brothers Can, Haotian and Liu Yan. The conduct of these three people is the best among their peers. With the three of them leading Zhanlu Tianfeng, I have no choice.
It’s a pity.”
"The third last wish was that Dongfang Fan's body after his death would be handed over to the gods. It was Dongfang Fan who provoked the war between the gods and the human race. He hoped that Dongfang Fan's death would calm the war between the two races and allow thousands of human and god people to
I can be healthy, but if my body is subject to all kinds of whippings and humiliations, what does it matter?"
"I, Dongfang Fan, have not cared about many people and things in my life. I only care about the few girls in Dongfang Mansion. I hope you can live your own lives after my death... Dongfang Mansion is under the management of Wan'er, and the Jian family
From now on, sisters are no longer the maids of my Dongfang Mansion. All the feasts in the world come to an end. It’s time to give you your freedom..."
"In the end, all sins are the fault of Dongfang Fan. I just hope that all those who hate me and want to kill me will not vent their anger on innocent people, and return peace to Huaxia City and Dongfang Mansion... So, as
As a member of the human race, Dongfang Fan has lived his life in a worthy manner."
"Dongfang Fan's last masterpiece..." When Dugu Jianmo finished reading the last sentence, Lailei ran away again.
"How can I, the Dugu Sword Demon, have such a loyal and loyal person like Dongfang Fan in this life? How can I regret it?! How can I regret it!!!"
The roar of the sword demon shook the city of Huaxia, but the previous reading was clearly heard by all the residents living in the city of Huaxia. Not to mention what he had done in the past, just that he was dead now and would still think about it after his death.
Missing the peace between the human race and the divine race, how can such sentiments not move the people?
On this day, the ruthlessness of heaven and earth wiped out the passion of Sword Lord.
On this day, the battle of the man of God surrendered to the responsibility of the righteous man.
In Huaxia City, all residents abstain from eating meat and vegetables on this day and hang up white lanterns. Some even propose to build an ancestral hall for Dongfang Fan, so that future generations will always remember that there was once such a righteous man of the human race.
At the last moment, for the sake of the peace and well-being of the two ethnic groups, he donated his body...
The solemn night could not hide the sadness of Huaxia City. This night, Huaxia City suffered from insomnia——
Dongfang Mansion, the gate of the mansion is wide open, and a regular queue is lined up, but the residents of Huaxia City are lining up to send their gratitude and thoughts to the souls of the departed heroes. The whole queue is lined up from the west of the city to the east of the city, and then around to the south of the city.
, all night long, there was constant crying in Dongfang Mansion...
The next day, the divine priest Ping Zhen descended to Huaxia City and learned about Dongfang Fan's death and the third last words in Dongfang Fan's suicide note through various channels, so he came to ask for Dongfang Fan's body!
"Impossible! I will never let the gods take away Brother Dongfang's body! Absolutely impossible!!" Long Xin'er resisted with a firm heart, but the hand holding the sword was weak from crying for a long time.
"You guys got a thousand blows! Everyone is dead, what else do you want?" Nalan Wan'er's face was full of pear blossoms, and her expression was furious. If the Jian sisters hadn't held her back, I'm afraid there would have been a real war in peace.
Got up.
"Oh, I still remember that Sword Lord turned the tide of the battle in Shenjian Villa yesterday with great enthusiasm and calmed down a war... How could I expect that today... Sword Lord passed away at an early age? It is really cruel of God... Before I was ordered to go on this trip
I came here just to pay homage to Sword Lord... and to fulfill Sword Lord's last wish." Pingzhen sighed and shook his head with a look of pity on his face.
"Hmph! To put it bluntly, I don't want to confirm whether my disciple is really dead! Old Demon, let me make it clear here! Although my disciple's suicide note did state that the body should be handed over to the Gods for disposal... But the Gods want to
It's impossible to take away my apprentice's body!" Dugu Sword Demon snorted coldly and stared at Pingzhen, a tense atmosphere began to fill the air...
"Alas! Old Sword Demon, look at what you said... Is our God Clan the kind of race that takes advantage of others' misfortunes? Well, our God Clan will take a step back and allow our people to perform the most noble cremation ceremony of the God Clan for Your Excellency Sword Lord.
And the ashes of His Excellency Sword Lord will be handed over to the human race for safekeeping, how about this?" Pingzhen sighed and asked in a discussion tone.
The purpose of the God Clan is now very clear: if the God Clan holds the cremation, then any possibility of suspended animation will be eliminated!
"No! I don't agree! The gods have no such right! I believe he is not dead! He is just... just..." Xia Youran was anxious. She always thought that Dongfang Fan faked his death, but if the body was cremated, then there would be resurrection.
The method is also impossible to implement.
"Oh? Is it possible that Your Excellency Jian Jun faked his death?" Ping Zhen stared coldly at Dongfang Fan who had been sitting in the seat, with many thoughts flashing through his mind.
"Okay!" Dugu Sword Demon gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Senior! How can you agree to him? He is not dead! Brother Dongfang is not dead!!" Xia Youran panicked, grabbing the sleeves of Dugu Sword Demon, begging hard - at this moment, her originally firm heart began to
There is a wavering...
"Accept the fact... Xiaofan... he is dead... As long as the God Clan is not allowed to take away the body, then I accept the cremation by the God Clan..." Dugu Sword Demon closed his eyes. Although he was unwilling in his heart, he did not want it.
Hope went against Dongfang Fan's last wish.
"In that case...let's start now..." Pingzhen waved his hand, and several divine attendants behind him stepped forward to take away Dongfang Fan's body——
"bass--!!"
"I'm not allowed!!!"
The blood-eating sword was unsheathed, and Xia Youran finally shed tears, her protective heart unyielding!
