Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 37: Tragic

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"My mother?" Jian Wushuang's heart moved.

He had been with his father Jian Nantian since he was a child. It wasn't until he was twelve years old that his father suddenly left and disappeared. As for his mother... he had never seen her, or even heard her father mention it.

So until now, he doesn't know who his mother is or what her name is.

"Do you know my mother?" Jian Wushuang was about to ask, but suddenly Ji Wuyue waved her hand and threw him directly towards the burly man walking side by side.

"Wuyue, you..." The burly man quickly took Jian Wushuang, but looked at Ji Wuyue, and his expression changed drastically at this sight.

I saw that the veil on Ji Wuyue's face had fallen off, revealing a terrifying face that had completely suppurated. Veins were surging on the face, as if there were thousands of bugs biting on the face. , and Ji Wuyue let out a shrill and crazy roar of pain, looking extremely painful.

"Damn it, the poison is taking effect." Abu, a burly man, said with a sullen face, "It will happen sooner or later, but it happened at this time."

"Toxic attack?" Jian Wushuang looked at Ji Wuyue in shock.

"Jian Wushuang." Ji Wuyue's voice with a hint of madness came out fiercely, "Listen carefully... Your mother, named Ji Wumeng, is the eldest daughter of the Ji family. Three years ago, your father Being chased by the Blood Feather Tower, I had no choice but to flee to the Ji clan. In order to protect your father, my Ji clan did not hesitate to quarrel with the Blood Feather Tower. A large number of strong men from the Blood Feather Tower directly entered the clan! The whole clan fights to the death!”

"result… "

"Your mother was killed on the spot, your father was taken away by the Blood Feather Tower, and everyone in my Ji family was wiped out! I was the only one who managed to escape!"

"So you have to remember that you are not only Jian Nantian's son, but also the last bloodline of my Ji family besides me. You have to live well and grow up slowly. When your strength grows, you can fight in the Blood Feather Tower. , avenge my entire family, Ji!"

"And... and..." Ji Wuyue looked like she was crazy, and the extreme pain caused by the poisonous attack made her words somewhat intermittent, "You have to keep the Three Killing Sword... Okay, your father... said, that is... Enter Ancestral land... token!”

By the end of the sentence, Ji Wuyue's voice was hysterical.

"Let's go, Abu, take him with you and leave quickly!"

Ji Wuyue suddenly roared and roared.

Abu glanced deeply at Ji Wuyue, then directly carried Jian Wushuang on his back, "Let's go!"

"Aunt, she is my aunt." Jian Wushuang finally understood the identity of Ji Wuyue at this moment, "No, take my aunt and let's go together!"

"As soon as Wuyue's poison attacks, she will immediately become delirious and fall into madness. She will even attack people everywhere. If we take her with us, none of us will be able to escape." Abu said in a low voice.

"We can't leave her behind," Jian Wushuang shouted hurriedly.

Abu's expression darkened, and then he slapped Jian Wushuang directly on the back of the neck, causing Jian Wushuang to pass out immediately.

With Jian Wushuang in a coma, Abu fled the place without looking back.

Not long after, a man in purple from the Blood Feather Tower found Ji Wuyue, who had fallen into madness.

"Haha, Ji Wuyue, follow me obediently."

"Old shadow dog, you must die a happy death!"

After half a day, the fighting in Qingxin Forest finally calmed down.

On the fighting battlefield, there were corpses everywhere. More than ten masked men in black robes stood there, led by the man in purple.

"More than thirty silver-level killers and three gold-faced killers were all dispatched. As a result, most of the silver-level killers were killed or injured, and even one gold-faced killer died. The loss was so great, but the target was not killed. I want you to What's the use?" The man in purple's face darkened.

Crash~~~Many people in black robes behind them immediately knelt down.

"Send the order and issue a bloody arrest warrant in all parts of Tianyan Province. Even if the entire Tianyan Province is turned upside down, you must find him for me!" the man in purple said coldly. "Yes." Many men in black robes responded immediately.

"Fortunately, although I didn't kill the target this time, catching Ji Wuyue doesn't mean I gained nothing at all." The man in purple murmured, "With Ji Wuyue, I won't be afraid that Jian Nantian won't speak. "

In the Jianhou Mansion, after a tragic battle, the entire Jianhou Mansion was covered with devastation, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Behind the central school yard, corpses were carried over one after another. At a glance, there were hundreds of corpses.

A large number of powerful disciples from the Jianhou Mansion stood at the edge of the school grounds, looking at the hundreds of corpses in front of them, all of them looking ugly.

"Master, all casualties have been counted." An elder from the Blood Martial Hall came to Jian Xinhong's side.

"Say it."

Jian Xinhong's face was a little pale, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured in the battle just now.

"Eight powerful people above the sea level have fallen, four of them are the four elders of Jiange, and four of them are the four deacons of Jiange." The elder said.

"Are they all from Jiange?" Jian Xinhong glared, then asked, "Where are the dead disciples?"

"There are a total of ninety-four disciples at the spiritual level who died. Most of these disciples did not take the initiative to participate in the war, but were helplessly involved. The youngest among them was only twelve years old and had just condensed his spiritual power." The elder replied, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

Jian Xinhong trembled physically and mentally. Hearing the number of casualties, his face turned green and white. After a long time, he sighed heavily and said, "Bury them properly!"

On the school grounds, there were several other people standing there with heavy expressions on their faces. They were Bai Chong and others from the Life and Death Martial Arts Arena.

It's just that the number of golden-robed deacons following Bai Chong at this moment has changed from six to three.

And Bai Chong, looking at the densely packed corpses in front of him, couldn't help but touch his left sleeve with his right hand. Under the blood-stained sleeve, there was nothing, and there was no arm.

"Jian Nantian, Ji Wumeng, I, Bai Chong, will repay the favor between you two and your wife!"

On this day, a war broke out suddenly, and even the forces on all sides were confused about the cause of the war. The final result...

In the Jianhou Mansion, all the four elders of the Jian Pavilion died!

Mr. Jiu, die!

Four deacons of Jiange and nearly a hundred ordinary disciples at the spiritual level were implicated and also died. The youngest among them was only twelve years old.

There were countless injured people in Jianhou Mansion.

In the life-and-death martial arts arena, three of the six golden-robed deacons died, and the other three were all seriously injured.

Bai Chong, broke off an arm!

Ji Wuyue was captured alive!

A tragic, extremely tragic battle, and the source of this war was only because of the awakening of Jian Wushuang's sword soul!

PS: Brothers, if you don’t understand, you can read it again. You should be able to understand it. It doesn’t matter if you really can’t understand it. There will be explanations later.

(End of chapter)