Clearly, this turn of events was something no one had anticipated.
With that palm strike, Wang Tianquan's face turned deathly pale almost instantly. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the token in his hand turned to dust with a bang and disappeared.
"father."
Wang Qing'er screamed suddenly, her pupils contracted, and by the time she rushed over, Wang Tianquan's figure had already fallen heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
The turn of events was so sudden that by the time the people in the stands reacted, Wang Tianquan's figure had already sunk in and was embedded in the ground.
"The Imperial Guards... are they gone just like that?"
Even those who have seen it with their own eyes still find it hard to believe.
The Golden Guard is the culmination of generations of the Wang Family Martial Arts School's efforts, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the school's most prized possession. This is also why, even though the Wang Family Martial Arts School is declining, no one has the power to openly oppose it.
After all, the fighting spirit solidified by these hundred or so Golden Guards is equivalent to that of a Saint-level warrior.
In addition, Wang Tianquan, the head of the Wang Family Martial Arts School, is at the half-step Saint Realm. With the power of the Saint-level spiritual weapon, the Rebirth Blade, he can barely contend with a Saint-level expert.
In other words, the Wang Family Martial Arts School is now equivalent to having two saints.
But now, under the attack of the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, the Golden Guard is gone, and the Pavilion Master is seriously injured. In other words, one Saint is gone, and half of the Saints have fallen.
It's no exaggeration to say that the Wang Family Martial Arts School is now defunct in name only. Without the protection of powerful figures, what difference is there between it and fish on a chopping board?
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Upon seeing this, Mo Yuntian laughed loudly, his laughter somewhat sinister, sending chills down one's spine.
He hadn't expected the Golden Guard to be so weak. His father had repeatedly told him that he must eliminate the Golden Guard first before taking action against the Wang Family Martial Arts School.
As long as the Golden Guard exists, the Wang Family Martial Arts School will exist.
He originally thought the Imperial Guards were very powerful, otherwise his extremely proud father would always sigh and shake his head when mentioning the Imperial Guards.
But the result was...
Thinking of this, Mo Yuntian couldn't help but burst into laughter, the sound echoing throughout the martial arts hall, creating a rather sinister atmosphere.
The sound sent a chill down the spines of everyone who heard it.
The elders behind him also had smiles on their faces, but to outsiders, those smiles appeared extremely sinister.
On the stands, the crowd who had been secretly watching the spectacle were also terrified, instinctively shuddering and pulling their clothes tighter.
Now, the fate of the martial arts school's master, Wang Tianquan, is unknown. Among the remaining people, the highest-ranking is Wang Tianfeng, the Grand Elder of the Elders' Pavilion. However, when the martial arts school's people turned their attention to him, Wang Tianfeng remained extremely indifferent and showed no reaction whatsoever.
...
Qingyun Peak
Inside the main hall, Zhou Mu was extremely comfortable. The sun was shining brightly, and he lay on the grass. The gentle breeze brushed against his skin as the grass swayed softly, a very pleasant sensation.
Zhou Mu laughed, his legs crossed, looking incredibly relaxed.
Compared to other transmigrators, Zhou Mu was in a more comfortable position.
Those people, which one of them didn't have a deep-seated grudge? They were either burdened by the hatred of killing their fathers, or their childhood sweethearts were taken away, thus beginning their legendary lives.
But Zhou Mu's situation is different from those scripts. He has no blood feud with his father, and he has never even met his so-called godfather, Ye Qing. As for his childhood sweetheart, she has become his lover, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will have a child in a few more days.
Of the nearly one hundred fantasy novels he had read, he had never seen one where someone had a child so soon after transmigrating. He was about to set a precedent in history.
Just then, a dark figure slowly walked in from outside the hall.
The shadow moved close to the wall, hidden in its darkness, and was almost invisible in the sunlight.
The dark figure stood before Zhou Mu, bowed slightly, and knelt on one knee, saying, "Greetings, Master."
Zhou Mu looked over.
That was a person who was exactly the same as him in both expression and appearance.
He asked, "Fang Yun, is everything settled?"
Fang Yun's face began to change, gradually becoming shrouded in mist, then reverting to the ferocious look of the ghost mask.
"It's all taken care of. Xi Tianqiu has already headed to the Wang Family Martial Arts School."
Previously, Ye Mujiu had told Zhou Mu about this matter, and Zhou Mu then instructed Fang Yun to do it. However, he couldn't let Fang Yun feel completely uninvolved, so he came up with this brilliant plan: to have Fang Yun change his appearance so that others would think Fang Yun was him.
Zhou Mu smiled with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, very good..."
His gaze inadvertently fell on Fang Yun, and the next moment, he frowned. "Why do I feel that your cultivation level seems to have improved a little?"
Fang Yun didn't hide anything and directly told the story of killing Chisongzi.
Killing someone of a higher level is equivalent to killing ten experts of the same level. In other words, when Fang Yun was still in the Divine Treasure Realm, to upgrade to the Saint Realm, he either had to kill one hundred experts in the Divine Treasure Realm or ten experts in the Saint Realm.
It is no exaggeration to say that even a top-tier power like the Sword God Palace probably couldn't just casually produce ten saints.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu's expression changed slightly. He stood up abruptly, stared at Fang Yun with wide eyes, and after a long pause, said, "Who did you say you killed?"
“Red Pine Seed,” Fang Yun said.
Who is Chishongzi?
"The offerings of the Four Seas Pavilion".
Even though Zhou Mu couldn't see Fang Yun's expression at that moment, he knew that the latter must be calm and composed.
Perhaps for this emotionless killer, there's nothing to worry about.
Zhou Mu swallowed hard.
"Good heavens, the top three forces in the Desolate Heaven Domain have all made contact with me. The Sword God Palace wanted to win me over, but I killed Yang Yun and an elder of the Four Seas Pavilion. Even Lu Shan's unlucky constitution isn't as effective as mine."
Fang Yun did not make any comment.
After a long while, Zhou Mu finally recovered from his shock. He waved his hand weakly, signaling Fang Yun to leave first, while he lay on the grass, bewildered and alone.
He just wanted to live a peaceful and happy life with Ye Mujiu, but life is unpredictable.
The Four Seas Pavilion will certainly not let him off easily. Even if he didn't kill him, what difference would it make?
This is truly like a sweet potato falling down your pants, no... it's also...
"I hope they don't know it was me."
He sighed deeply, "Xiao Jiu, I'm hungry, I..."
He was only halfway through his sentence when he realized with a start that Ye Mujiu seemed to have been gone for quite some time.
He slowly stood up and gazed into the distance.
"The matter at the Wang Family Martial Arts School should have been resolved by now. Could it be that Xi Tianqiu has encountered another accident?"
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