Chapter 457: Chapter 457: The Fall of the Heavenly Moon Sect Chapter 457: Chapter 457: The Fall of the Heavenly Moon Sect “Qingyang?”
Upon hearing this roar of rage, Feng Wuchen swiftly turned his face to look.
“Qingyang!” Zhang Junlan also looked over imdiately.
“Liu Brother isn’t thinking of rescuing Fan Shaoyun, is he?” Dong Zhantian’s face was sowhat awkward.
“Qing’er!” Seeing Yi Tianqing, Yi Yun completely relaxed, the worry in his heart finally dissipating.
“Qingyang! Save ! Save quick!” Hearing Liu Qingyang’s roar, Fan Shaoyun, as if grasping a lifeline, hurriedly bellowed.
The upper echelons of the Heavenly Moon Sect also saw hope.
And that Tianji Realm powerhouse, his gaze glancing at Feng Wuchen, noticed the palm was half an inch from Fan Shaoyun but still halted.
Without Feng Wuchen’s order, he would not strike.
But when Feng Wuchen and the others saw Yi Tianqing returning with Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing, their expressions changed dramatically.
“Qingqing!” Feng Wuchen was shocked, quickly darting forward.
“Qingqing, she… is dead…” Zhang Junlan’s expression instantly stiffened.
“What?” Nangong Zhan, Chi Huang, and the others paled as they gazed at Miao Qingqing, their faces also stiffening.
“Sister Qingqing…” Lan Yue shed tears.
Yi Tianqing, using True Yuan to envelop Miao Qingqing, found her utterly breathless.
“Qingqing…” Feng Wuchen’s eyes were moist, his body trembling.
Feng Wuchen could no longer sense Miao Qingqing’s breath; not even the slightest trace of it.
“Dan Emperor, I’m sorry… I… I didn’t expect Ao Yan to be so despicable…” Yi Tianqing was full of self-reproach, unable to face Feng Wuchen, his head hanging low, not daring to look at Feng Wuchen.
Yi Tianqing’s mission had been to protect Miao Qingqing, but he had failed, feeling a deep guilt for letting Feng Wuchen down.
“I know you did your best; no need for self-reproach,” Feng Wuchen shook his head.
“Qingyang! Save quick!” Fan Shaoyun yelled frantically.
“Feng Big Brother… It was who caused Qingqing’s death! It was who killed Qingqing!” Liu Qingyang’s tears flowed uncontrollably, gripped by extre sorrow.
“Qingyang, have you recovered your mory?” Feng Wuchen asked, stunned.
“I would rather never recover my mory! That way, Qingqing wouldn’t have been killed! If it weren’t for , Qingqing wouldn’t have died. It’s all my fault! It’s all my fault!” Liu Qingyang broke down crying, his heartache so severe it was worse than death.
“Qingyang…” Feng Wuchen felt mixed emotions, unsure whether to be happy or sad.
Yi Tianqing said sorrowfully, “When Miss Qingqing was killed, Qingyang was stimulated and recovered his mory.”
“Liu Qingyang has recovered his mory?” The last hope for Fan Shaoyun shattered.
“Feng Big Brother, I want to kill Fan Shaoyun with my own hands!” Liu Qingyang cried out in grief and anger.
“He’s right there! At your disposal!” Feng Wuchen said icily.
All of this started because of Fan Shaoyun. If it weren’t for him gravely injuring Liu Qingyang, causing Liu Qingyang to lose his mory, none of the subsequent losses would have likely happened.
“Fan Shaoyun!” Liu Qingyang glared at Fan Shaoyun, a furious roar erupting, rage filling the sky.
“Qing… Qingyang, don’t… don’t kill ,” Fan Shaoyun said with a face full of terror, his body continuously retreating.
“I’m going to tear you into a thousand pieces!” Liu Qingyang scread madly, charging at Fan Shaoyun like a ferocious beast.
Fan Shaoyun was destined to die today; no one could save him!
As Liu Qingyang rapidly closed in, Fan Shaoyun’s face twisted hideously: “Even in death, I’ll drag you down with !”
“Hmph!” The Tianji Realm powerhouse let out a vicious snort, as an extrely terrifying Qi Force blasted towards Fan Shaoyun.
“Boom!”
“Pu!”
Fan Shaoyun’s face changed color, and he imdiately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, suffering heavy injuries.
“Ha!”
Liu Qingyang arrived in an instant, his long sword sweeping out and severing one of Fan Shaoyun’s arms.
“Ah!” Agonizing pain spread throughout his body, and Fan Shaoyun scread in misery.
“This is vengeance for Uncle Qin of Greenstone Town!” Liu Qingyang roared, his long sword chopping down again.
“Ah!”
With a ferocious strike, Liu Qingyang’s sword fell, cutting off Fan Shaoyun’s other arm, who scread repeatedly in agony.
“This is vengeance for the town chief!” Liu Qingyang roared.
“Qingyang! Kill this beast!” Chi Huang and others roared furiously, feeling a great sense of satisfaction.
“Ah!”
With each sword strike and each roar, Liu Qingyang severed both of Fan Shaoyun’s legs, and a great amount of fresh blood flowed out, staining the area red.
“This is vengeance for all the commoners of Greenstone Town!” Liu Qingyang roared again.
The upper echelons of the Heavenly Moon Sect had already been scared out of their wits, watching in horror as Fan Shaoyun was dismbered, not daring to utter a single word.
“You killed Shuisheng and Ziqing! I will never forgive you!” Liu Qingyang roared furiously, gripping his long sword tightly, and slashing down at Fan Shaoyun’s head from above.
“No! Qingyang! Stop!” As the rciless sword chopped down, Fan Shaoyun finally felt a strong sense of impending death. His desire to live intensified, and he let out a frantic roar.
With this strike from Liu Qingyang, Fan Shaoyun was destined to die!
“Not even the Heavenly Gods can save you! Fan Shaoyun! Killing you a thousand tis wouldn’t satisfy my hatred! Die!” Liu Qingyang bellowed with madness, his sword striking down rcilessly.
A vicious strike cleaved Fan Shaoyun in two, instantly killing him on the spot!
The scene fell deathly silent except for Liu Qingyang’s mournful, furious roar, as he wildly vented his anger and grief.
“Ah…” Liu Qingyang roared uncontrollably, facing the sky.
Miao Qingqing’s death was too great a blow for Liu Qingyang, especially since it was because of him.
“Qingyang…” Feng Wuchen saw such loss of control in Liu Qingyang for the first ti.
Seeing the imnsely grieving Liu Qingyang, Nangong Zhan, Bei Dou Yan, and the others were deeply moved, their eyes moistening.
“Kill all of them! Leave none alive!” An enraged Zhang Junlan suddenly roared out.
“Shhh!”
Tianji Realm powerhouses attacked viciously, and in the blink of an eye, the high-ranking mbers of the Heavenly Moon Sect were all slain in seconds.
Dozens of Heavenly Moon Sect’s strong ones were re ants to the Tianji Realm powerhouses.
The Heavenly Moon Sect was completely annihilated!
“If I were more powerful, I wouldn’t have let Ao Yan succeed! It’s all my uselessness!” Watching the grieving Liu Qingyang, Yi Tianqing clenched his teeth and spoke angrily, feeling imnse guilt.
“You cannot take all the bla for this, no need for excessive self-reproach,” Bei Dou Yan consoled.
“Pavilion Master, will Qingyang ever recover from this? I’m worried he won’t be able to bear this blow,” Leng Mucheng voiced his concern.
“Dan Emperor, can’t you revive the dead?” Nangong Zhan suddenly asked.
“Qingqing’s Soul Body is too weak, there’s nothing I can do,” Feng Wuchen shook his head in grief.
Lan Yue wiped her tears and asked, “Master, is there really no way to save Sister Qingqing?”
Feng Wuchen slowly closed his eyes. Miao Qingqing’s death pained him deeply too.
But Feng Wuchen was also helpless.
Feng Wuchen was not an all-powerful god, and there would always be things that even he couldn’t do.
The space was perated with a sorrowful atmosphere; every face revealed sadness and distress.
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