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Chapter 482 The Sword Stele is Broken Again

Fan Wujie left.

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he did not explain too much. He just handed over the investigation of the Shadow Swordsman to the law enforcement lineage, and walked out of the law enforcement hall with great ambition.

What left afterwards was naturally the law enforcement lineage.

Fan Wujie personally ordered to start to thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of the Shadow Swordsman. This time, the Blood Sword Team and the Law Enforcement Team took action, with a huge momentum, and it seemed to be a trend of blocking Wanjian Pavilion.

After the law enforcement lineage left, the four sword masters of Chu Xingyun and Chuangong lineage also left one after another.

When they left, the vast crowd also followed them. Their eyes fell on Chu Xingyun from beginning to end, and they were eager to see something.

The last thing I left was the internal affairs lineage.

Their faces looked extremely ugly. They stood there for a long time before leaving.

Among them, when Qin Qiumo left, he did not say a word, and his eyes were not at all full of spirit. He was like losing his soul, and his every move was like a walking corpse, making no one dared to talk to him.

As the sun sets, the night gradually envelopes Wanjian Pavilion.

The hustle and bustle of the past few days have gradually disappeared under the quiet moonlight, as if returning to the tranquility of the past, no longer making people feel worried.

However, what happened during the day is still talked about.

Countless people are speculating whether there is any communication between Chu Xingyun and Fan Wujie, and deliberately staged such a good show.

It was obviously a situation of death, but in the end, such a reversal occurred. Not only did Chu Xingyun not be punished, but instead cleared his suspicion and received praise from the Pavilion Master.

This matter is too mysterious and unpredictable, and everyone wants to know the truth.

Sword Master Peak, Chu Xingyun's residence.

Yun Changqing and his group sat upright in front of Chu Xingyun, staring at him with wide eyes. Their faces and eyes were full of strong curiosity, which made him feel a little furrowed.

Now, you should have said that, right? The one who spoke first this time was the silent Su Lengliu.

As soon as he spoke, everyone around him was stunned, but soon everyone focused their attention and took a step forward together, with a bit of a questioning.

This scene made Chu Xingyun laugh a little and said with a smile: In fact, the whole thing is not as complicated as you imagined. There was no collusion between me and the Pavilion Master. Everything originated from that sword.

Listening, everyone was still full of doubts and did not understand Chu Xingyun's meaning, but they did not say anything, and listened quietly to the past.

Because I control the power of darkness, the internal affairs lineage will bite me tightly and forcefully slander me as a shadow swordsman. Therefore, I showed the power of darkness I control in front of the Pavilion Master.

Hearing Chu Xingyun's words, Yun Changqing's brows relaxed and realized that the power of that sword is extremely terrifying. Judging from the lethality, even a person at the fifth level of the Heavenly Spirit will be seriously injured or even die on the spot. If it falls on the second level of the Heavenly Spirit, it will definitely collapse in flesh and blood, and there will be no corpse in death. Do you want to use this sword to show that your strength is far better than the Shadow Swordsman?

That's right.

Chu Xingyun nodded and explained: The reason why there is dark power remaining on those corpses is because the Shadow Swordsman is insufficient. There has been a fierce battle between the two sides. And I, with one sword, can take away other people's lives in an instant, how can I leave dark power remaining?

With this alone, I can clear my suspicion and prove that I am not a Shadow Swordsman.

At this time, Xia Qingcheng, Ning Lefan and others finally understood. Their eyes at Chu Xingyun were not only amazed, but also admired them.

Although this method is simple, it is difficult to implement.

Fan Wujie is the master of Wanjian Pavilion. His cultivation level is high and he has reached the realm of Nirvana and has touched the rules of heaven and earth.

It would be really difficult to swing the sword in front of him. If you had not had absolute confidence and strong will like a rock, you would never dare to do such a move.

Even if you draw a sword and unsheath it is difficult to do it.

This time, you not only cleared the suspicion, but also showed your talent and strength in a comprehensive manner. No wonder the Pavilion Master would raise his head and laugh. With the ninth level of Earth Spirit, you could burst out with such terrifying combat power. In the future, you will be promoted to the realm of Heavenly Spirit. Wanjian Pavilion will inevitably have another peerless monster. Yun Changqing stroked his long beard, his face full of praise.

However, you should pay more attention to your internal affairs in the future.

Tang Yunhuan suddenly spoke and said earnestly: Although this incident has nothing to do with you, the internal affairs lineage will definitely not let go, especially Qin Qiumo, who lost two sons and has added all the hatred to you. The hatred of a sword master is definitely not easy.

After hearing this, Chu Xingyun just smiled.

In his previous life, all he faced was the powerful Martial Emperor. Whether it was scheming or powerful, he was thousands of times better than Qin Qiumo, or even more.

Now, even though his cultivation is not high, he is still quite confident in facing Qin Qiumo and others.

However, if you have confidence, Chu Xingyun will not underestimate the other party.

The lion fights the rabbit and still gives his all.

As long as he treats the enemy, no matter how his cultivation or how he is, Chu Xingyun will do his best to step on him completely so that he will never turn over.

Crack Crack Crack!

A series of crisp cracking sounds came, interrupting everyone's conversation. Then, the cracking sound gradually became dull, exploded like a muffled thunder, attracting everyone's attention.

This sound seemed to be the sound of the sword monument shattering. Gu Xuanqing pondered for a moment and spoke angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures came to the void ahead.

All the people who come are women.

One was wearing a black robe, and his breath was cold, as if he had merged into the dark night sky.

The other one is a snow-white long dress with a gentle aura, like a fairy descending from the Moon Palace.

What is even more surprising is that the faces of these two women are exactly the same, both of which are so exquisite and perfect, and are fascinating.

Why, how could there be two Lu Qingxuan? Ning Lefan jumped up in shock, and his voice became hesitant.

The same was true for Xia Qingcheng and others, all of whom were staring at each other, feeling a little incredible.

As for Yun Changqing and others, they obviously knew Lu Qingyao's existence.

But, they also had a look of surprise on their faces.

They could feel a dark aura emanating from Lu Qingyao's body. This aura was clearly spread to this place when the sword monument was shattered.

This shows that the person who broke the sword monument was Lu Qingyao!
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