The rest of the army was wiped out; not a single one survived.
Not even a complete corpse can be seen.
Such a tragic scene was heartbreaking for some members of the Wu family who hadn't intervened.
Wu Jie's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a low growl, but he was completely powerless.
Ye Qiu, carrying his sword, slowly walked to Wu Jie's side and plunged the sword into Wu Jie's thigh.
Wu Jie screamed in agony, nearly fainting from the pain.
Ye Qiu looked down at Wu Jie: "What goes around comes around."
"Don't be too smug. When the master of my Sword Pavilion returns, he will surely tear you to pieces."
Wu Jie snorted softly.
"Really? It's a pity you can't see it."
Ye Qiu severed his head with a single sword stroke, without any hesitation.
Moving against the Wu Family Sword Pavilion was only Ye Qiu's first step.
Wu Jing of the Wu Family Sword Pavilion is the one Ye Qiu is determined to kill.
Ye Qiu will wait for Wu Jing's return at the Wu Family Sword Pavilion.
The women and children of the Wu family trembled in fear behind them, and not one of them dared to speak.
Ye Qiu remained silent, thrusting his sword into Wu Jie's chest with one hand and placing one foot on Wu Jie's body, remaining motionless.
After an unknown amount of time, an old woman finally emerged from a large hall, leaning on a cane.
The old woman had disheveled hair, was skin and bones, and was extremely old and frail. Her cultivation level was also almost gone.
"Young master, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Why did you kill so many innocent people?" The old woman's voice was hoarse, carrying a questioning tone.
Ye Qiu said calmly, "None of the Wu family members who attacked me are innocent. If you dare to attack me, I will kill you too."
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