Could it be that the power of Mu Hanyan's formation is so strong that even Lord Gan can't resist it!
A sneer appeared on Mu Hanyan's lips again.
The Heavenly Sword Seven Killing Formation was called the Heavenly Sword. Of course, it wasn't because of the power of the formation itself, but because when the formation was activated, it would draw upon the power of heaven and earth, condensing into the might of a sword with the force of heavenly thunder!
Back then, those Western Qin masters also failed in their attempts and died in An Yun because of this. If it weren't for the power of heaven and earth, how could the formation itself, no matter how powerful it was, have killed thousands of Western Qin warriors, including several sword masters?
Gan Qiyi actually wanted to break the formation by force, so how could he not suffer a lot?
"Boom!" Finally, a brilliant light flashed on the stage and the formation was broken.
"Master Gan, Master Tian!" Several instructors were anxious and rushed to the stage at the same time, but then, after seeing the situation on the stage clearly, they stopped at the same time.
At this moment, Gan Qiyi no longer had the air of a master of formation and a master of a hall. His clothes were ragged and full of holes, revealing his charred wounds. His old face was as black as charcoal, and his beard had long been burned to pieces by the lightning and fire. His white hair stood straight up, and wisps of green smoke were rising from it.
"Huh..." Gan Qiyi let out a long breath, with a trail of white smoke in it, and it seemed to be mixed with a few sparks.
God bless you, this is a real thunderbolt from heaven.
Tian Wenliang was lying at his feet. He had been struck by lightning, and his wounds were covered with scars and bleeding. It was so tragic that it was unbearable to look at.
Tian Wenliang's eyes were deathly white as he looked at the sky helplessly, spitting out mouthfuls of blood foam. Although he still had a breath in his body, he was breathing in less than out.
"Master Tian!" Seeing that Tian Wenliang's injuries were getting worse, a mentor hurried forward and gave him a pill to take, while at the same time inputting energy to help him refine the pill's power.
"How is he?" Gan Qiyi finally recovered and asked.
"The meridians are all broken, the qi sea is ruptured, it's over, completely over." The instructor said in a sad tone.
After all, they were both mentors and had worked together for many years. Seeing Tian Wenliang fall to this point, he couldn't help but feel sad.
"Ah..." Tian Wenliang jumped up like a fish coming ashore, screamed again, and fainted.
The dark clouds dispersed and the warm sunshine shone down again, but the atmosphere around the performance stage was indescribably sad.
Looking at Tian Wenliang who had become a disabled man, and then looking at Mu Hanyan who was standing beside the performance stage, everyone's eyes became uncertain.
Who is this person? He has only been in Longyan College for half a month, but he has already eliminated two instructors. This is too scary.
What is strange is that Gan Qiyi should have been furious seeing his beloved disciple injured like this, but he just sat down with a dull look in his eyes, not saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Everyone, go home. The assessment for others will be held tomorrow." After a long time, Gan Qiyi spoke.
Disbanded, just like that? The disciples were all filled with doubts, but they didn't dare to disobey the order and walked out slowly.
"That..." At this time, Mu Hanyan took a few steps forward, hesitant to speak.
Looking at his shy face, no one could believe that the brutal formation that injured Tian Wenliang so much that his cultivation was completely destroyed and even made Gan Qiyi struck by lightning was created by him.
"The person is already injured like this, aren't you satisfied?" Gan Qiyi looked at Mu Hanyan and said with a sad face.
"Lord Gan, you are blaming me wrongly. I have only studied the 'Art of Formations' for a few days, which can only be considered an introduction to formations. How could I have set up such a powerful formation? Even if by some accident, I accidentally set up some mechanism, it was Master Tian who accidentally triggered the mechanism, and it has nothing to do with me." Mu Hanyan would not be so foolish as to bear the crime of framing her mentor. There are some things that others can guess, but she cannot admit it herself.
Pretend, keep pretending! Mu Hanyan looked so harmless and innocent that even the disciples couldn’t stand it anymore.
"Now, what else is there?" Gan Qiyi was obviously not interested in arguing with Mu Hanyan, so he asked directly.
"Lord Gan, I should have passed the assessment. Shouldn't you give me the trial token?" Mu Hanyan asked.
Everyone around was ashamed. You had hurt Tian Wenliang so badly, and you still dared to ask for the trial token. Aren't you afraid that Lord Gan would be so angry that he couldn't control his anger and slap you to death?
Although Gan Qiyi has not yet reached the level of a Sword Saint, he has the cultivation level of a Great Swordsman. Even if he had just been struck by lightning, it would not be difficult for him to kill Mu Hanyan.
No matter how dissolute or arrogant Mu Hanyan was, everyone still admired his courage.
However, what surprised them again was that this time, Gan Qiyi was not angry. Instead, he took out a trial token and threw it to Mu Hanyan without saying a word.
"Thank you, Lord Gan. I'll take my leave now." Mu Hanyan bowed and retreated.
That respectful expression and perfect etiquette made him a model for all students in the academy.
Unfortunately, just one look at Tian Wenliang, who was still unconscious, would tell you how terrible it would be to offend Mu Hanyan. Not to mention the disciple, even the mentor would definitely not have a good ending. Everyone looked at Mu Hanyan with awe.
Soon, including Mu Hanyan, almost all the disciples left, leaving only Gan Qiyi and other instructors on the performance stage, as well as several of Gan Qiyi's direct disciples.
"Sir, it's obvious that Mu Hanyan is plotting to frame Sir Tian. How can we let him go so easily?" A tutor said in a sympathetic tone.
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