Lord of the night.

Chapter 893: Rage in the Bumpy City [Two in One]

On the Yunlan River, after the ten great gods and demons had bombarded Fang Che with millions of hidden weapons, they were still afraid that Fang Che would not die, so they would rather overturn the river and smash his corpse to pieces!

This kind of determination makes people feel creepy.

Seeing Fang Che's body turned into dust in an instant, Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng cried out loudly: "Fang Che!!"

At the same time, he tried his best to attack the ten demons.

The ten great gods and demons joined forces to fight back, laughing loudly. They flew over the Yunlan River, resisting while slowly floating towards the other side.

One of them laughed and said, "Master Dong! Master Yang! You guardians have hunted down Fang Tu on such a large scale and will not let him go no matter what. Now that we have killed him, we have helped your guardians a lot! It would be fine if you two did not thank us, but why did you attack us?"

Dong Changfeng was so heartbroken that he was speechless.

Just attack desperately.

One of them laughed and said, "Dong Changfeng, what good is it for you to fight so hard for us? Ask yourself, did we kill Fang Tu?"

The nine gods and demons nearby laughed together: "Hahahaha... That's right, did we kill Fang Tu?!"

These words made Dong Changfeng suddenly feel weak all over.

Yes, it was the people of the Antinomian Church who dealt the final blow, that is indeed true.

But how did Fang Che die? Could it really be said that he was killed by the people of the Antinomian Church?

The ten great gods and demons laughed heartily, feeling extremely proud.

His figure quickened, floating up and down in the mist of the Yunlan River, appearing and disappearing, getting farther and farther away.

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng felt their hearts were broken. They no longer had the will to fight and floated back to the top of the cliff in despair.

He stared at Meng Changran and the others, gritting his teeth and saying, "You guys! What a good thing you did!"

Meng Changran also sensed that something was wrong, and said forcefully: "But... this... Fang Che is the Night Demon, and the other party is obviously trying to silence the witnesses and destroy the bodies!"

Yang Luoyu hasn't spoken yet.

Suddenly a loud laugh came from nearby.

With laughter.

A figure in white appeared in front of everyone.

This man has a handsome face, gentle and elegant manner, with black hair that is not a strand out of place, a face as white as jade, and eyes like bright stars.

It feels as if it is about to leave the world and ride on the wind.

He had the aura of a superior, and even just standing there, he made people feel as if they were in the clouds, high above, overlooking all living beings.

There was only a slight smile on his face, but from his eyes, it seemed that he was extremely proud.

They walked out clapping their hands, smiling, and praising: "What a great show, what a great show!"

Although not many people present knew this person, there were still people who recognized him.

“Feng Yun! This is Feng Yun from the Feng Family of the Only Orthodox Sect! Chief Commander of Southeast!”

Feng Yun laughed loudly, and said with a casual bow, "I am Feng Yun of the Orthodox Sect, and I am honored to meet you all."

Dong Changfeng's eyes were red, and he shouted angrily: "Feng Yun, what are you doing here at this time?"

Feng Yun said calmly: "I didn't have to come out. But, Senior Dong, please forgive me, I really can't help but feel proud, and I can't help but be grateful to you all. So I came out specially to thank you!"

He bowed his hands lightly and said with a smile: "Thank you all for helping me get rid of Fang Tu! This man is really a big worry in my heart! If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't dare to kill him. Haha, after all, I am in the southeast, and even if I am Feng Yun, I can't withstand the revenge of the guardian."

Meng Zushi was furious and extremely terrified. He shouted hoarsely, "Feng Yun, stop pretending! You must be heartbroken to see the death of such a successful undercover Night Demon leader. Are you pretending to be like this to sow discord?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Feng Yun laughed loudly, extremely happy: "Night Demon? Hahahaha... Night Demon, come out! Let them see our real Night Demon leader!"

Everyone's heart was shocked.

A black shadow flashed and suddenly appeared in the scene invisible and traceless.

The sword light flashed in all directions like thin threads.

Then he laughed loudly, appeared in front of Feng Yun and bowed to the ground: "I am Ye Mo, your subordinate, and I am here to see you, Commander-in-Chief!"

This man was of burly build, with a full beard, dressed in black, and had a fierce and murderous aura.

"Get up."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Today, your identity has been exposed. Don't blame me, right?"

The Night Demon laughed and said, "It's better than Fang Tu, right? I'm satisfied."

Feng Yun laughed: "It is my responsibility to vindicate Chief Fang. After all, I still have to wait and see the follow-up drama of the Guardian. If you, Night Demon, don't come out to clarify, there will be no follow-up to this drama."

Night Demon laughed and said, "So, we can't let Chief Fang take the blame for me anymore."

Meng Zushi knew something was wrong, and he forced himself to shout angrily: "You said it was Night Demon, so you are Night Demon? Night Demon is dead! We killed him!"

The Night Demon didn't even look at him, but just smiled sarcastically.

Hahaha laughed and said, "Since you said it's not, then it's not."

Just then.

Among the guardian team, nine people who had been involved in the hunt for Fang Che suddenly fell straight to the ground.

like a statue.

Everyone was shocked and rushed forward to check.

When the nine people were turned upside down, they found that there were no scars anywhere else, only a tiny red dot on the throat.

The brain is in chaos, the dantian is shattered, and the meridians are broken.

But there was only a small red wound on the throat.

Killing without blood, just a little red under the sword!

Seven Blood Spirit Swords!
The Night Devil's sign!
Now that Yinshen Gong is dead, among all the people in the world, only Ye Mo can use the Seven Swords of Blood Spirit.

Meng Zushi and others suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground!
The other guardians who participated in the manhunt were also stunned!
They suddenly remembered that during the whole process of chasing Fang Che, Fang Che still held the same knife until his death, and he never used the Seven Blood Spirit Swords. If he was the Night Demon, why didn't he use it?

Dong Changfeng groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he almost fell to the ground!
On the other side, Ye Mo said calmly: "The Meng family killed my master and destroyed my master's Yi Xin Sect. I will collect some interest on this debt today."

"I hope the guardian will be magnanimous and forgive you this time. I hope he will give me a chance to take revenge in the future."

He grinned and said, "It's a pity that Fang Che is dead. If he hadn't died and continued to stir up trouble outside under my name, I would have been safer."

"The commander-in-chief is truly a man of great foresight. With a little trick, the great threat has been wiped out. I admire you."

Feng Yun smiled faintly: "It's just a normal operation. Now I regret it a little. With my status and position, I really shouldn't show off. This is a bit childish."

“But it’s still good to show off.”

The Night Demon laughed.

Feng Yun smiled and said calmly, "Let's go."

"Walk!?"

Dong Changfeng looked at Feng Yun with red eyes: "Feng Yun, you can come as you like and leave as you like?"

A figure appeared, stood in front of Feng Yun, and said calmly: "Why, can't you leave?"

It’s Sun Wutan!
"Sun Wutian!!"

Dong Changfeng almost vomited blood again: "Why are you everywhere!!"

Sun Wutian chuckled and said, "If it weren't for the sake of continuing to watch the fun of your Guardians, no one here today would think of going back! How could someone say that we can't leave? What a joke!"

He shouted, "Go! Just walk away in such a swagger. Let's see who dares to stop us!"

Feng Yun laughed loudly and said, "Night Demon, accompany me for a while!"

"I am honored."

The two walked away side by side.

He displayed his skills and disappeared in an instant.

Sun Wutian stood there and chuckled, "Everyone, continue the show. I'm waiting to see it! There haven't been such a series of shows in many years. I'm really enjoying it."

With a wild laugh, he rose up like a whirlwind, spun in the air, and disappeared without a trace.

Dong Changfeng screamed and spat out blood again, his face pale as gold paper.

Barely able to stand.

Yang Luoyu hurriedly supported him, gritting his teeth and looking sad and angry.

Dong Changfeng panted heavily, but he held on. He stretched out his fingers and pointed at them one by one: "None of you...don't even think about escaping! Go back! No one is left behind, go back to the Guardian headquarters!"

"This old man...wants to seek justice for Fang Che!"

"I will do this to the end even if it costs me my life!"

"You people, you families, just wait! Just wait! Just wait!!"

Dong Changfeng's angry roar echoed in the air, and even the thunderous waves of the Yunlan River that had been roaring for tens of thousands of years seemed to be suppressed!

Meng Zushi, Chu Changran, Jin Yubo and all the others looked as pale as death!

One by one, they collapsed to the ground like mud.

Heartbroken.

It's over! This time, it's really over!
Yang Luoyu helped Dong Changfeng sit down, then turned around and rushed into the Yunlan River without saying a word!
Everyone understood that he was going to look for Fang Che's body.

However, everyone understood the same thing: it could not be found. Perhaps even a complete piece of flesh and blood as big as a fingernail could not be found!

Fang Che was completely shattered to pieces!

really.

After a long time, Yang Luoyu came up from the Yunlan River wet, with a gloomy face and empty hands.

Dong Changfeng asked dejectedly: "Didn't find it?"

Yang Luoyu didn't say anything, but shook his head with a gloomy face.

Then he began to look around, and finally he saw a piece of black cloth in a bush full of thorns in the distance.

Yang Luoyu walked forward silently and took it down carefully.

There was blood all over it.

Dyed my hands red.

But when it is flipped, you can still see the dark stars and dark patterns flashing on it.

Seeing this scene, Yang Luoyu couldn't hold back any longer and tears started to fall. He searched all the way but only found seven or eight messy strips of cloth.

Nothing else was gained.

He came back silently and walked in front of Dong Changfeng.

Spread your hands.

There were only seven or eight strips of blood-stained cloth, shining with a bloody luster in his hands.

The mountain wind blows.

The strip of cloth fluttered slightly in Yang Luoyu's hand, but the blood had solidified on it and could not be blown up, so it just floated slightly.

Dong Changfeng stared at the seven or eight pieces of cloth in a daze, closed his eyes, and said solemnly, "Is that all?"

Yang Luoyu closed his palms and held the strip of cloth tightly in his hand.

Nodded sadly.

Dong Changfeng said tremblingly: "Fang Tu, the world-famous Fang Che, who controls the seventeen continents of Southeast China, the world's number one genius, the life and death of the people of Southeast China... only these few pieces of cloth are left?"

He suddenly couldn't hold back his grief, he screamed, tears streaming down his face, turned around, rushed to the edge of the cliff, and shouted at Yun Lanjiang: "Fang Che! Fang Che! Your death was so unjust! How unjust! How unjust!!"

"Fang Che!!!"

Dong Changfeng's voice echoed in the wind.

The waves of the Yunlan River roar like thunder.

It was as if he wanted to take away the sorrows and joys of ten thousand years. It was also as if he was saying that the world was originally like this.

This has been the case since ancient times.

Never changed.

Chu Changran and others lowered their heads, not daring to move.

"Let's go back!" Dong Changfeng stood up shakily.

"If I kill you now, it would be too easy for you. Let's go back."

Everyone walked back like zombies, with a blank mind.

There was despair in my heart.

Yang Luoyu and Dong Changfeng's hearts were broken into pieces, and they were the ones who felt the most pain.

Follow along the whole way.

But Fang Che was finally shattered in front of him.

When they thought of this, they both wanted to die!

Throughout the continent over the past tens of millions of years, there have been many people as famous as Fang Che.

However, no one has ever died so unjustly!

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Now, it has appeared.

Fang Che's death can be regarded as an injustice that will go down in history!
……

……

Guardian Headquarters.

Dongfang Sansan is in a meeting again.

The ancestors of the six major families have all been called back from the Extreme Realm. Except for Shen Changtian of the Shen family, who has always been in the family, the ancestors of the other five families have been fighting in the Extreme Realm all year round.

Now, they have all been recalled.

Everyone was aware of Jiu Ye's anxiety, and more and more people mentioned Fang Che's matter.

The controversy is also growing.

There was a knock on the door.

Feng Wanshi went out to meet the new information.

"Master Jiu. There is new information about Fang Che."

The wind governs all things.

"read."

The Three Three Ways of the East.

"Yes."

Feng Wanshi opened the information and was about to read it out, but as soon as his eyes came into contact with the words on it, he suddenly felt dizzy.

His body shook violently.

"what happened?"

Dongfang Sansan turned around and looked.

The other senior executives in the entire conference room also turned to look, wondering if something had happened.

Feng Wanshi's tears could no longer be controlled and fell.

"Woo..."

He controlled himself tightly but still let out a cry.

Dongfang Sansan frowned.

He took the information from Feng Wanshi and took a look at it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Dongfang Sansan's face suddenly turned pale, his body shook, and he suddenly sat down on his seat!

"Master Jiu!"

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Xue Fuxiao quickly stepped forward, supported Dongfang Sansan, and input spiritual energy into him.

After a moment, Dongfang Sansan's face turned pale and he said softly, "I'm fine..."

His fingers trembled as he pointed at the intelligence: "Xue Fuxiao...read the above to everyone. Read it clearly so that everyone can hear it clearly."

Dongfang Sansan actually said the last four words while gritting his teeth.

After saying this, Dongfang Sansan stood up tremblingly and said dejectedly: "I can't hold on any longer... I'll go back and rest."

With a staggering step, he slowly left with the help of Feng Wanshi.

Xue Fuxiao's eyes were solemn.

Watching Dongfang Sansan leave.

Then he picked up the piece of information and opened it. Suddenly, his face changed color and violent aura suddenly erupted.

A slap hit the table with a loud bang!
The huge conference table was shattered in an instant!

His face was ashen!

Everyone was an expert, so even though the incident happened suddenly, no one was injured or embarrassed.

They all asked, "Master Xue, what happened?"

"Master Xue, what happened?"

"Snow Lord?"

Xue Fuxiao's eyes were like copper bells, fixed on the information in front of him.

He looked at it again in disbelief.

Then he finally closed his eyes, his temples throbbing.

He raised his face, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said, "Are the people from the Shen family, the Jin family, the Meng family, the Pan family, the Luo family, and the Chu family here?"

Everyone looked at each other and said, "Except for Chu Yiran and Jin Wushang who are recovering from their injuries, everyone else is here."

Xue Fuxiao folded up the information and said calmly, "Tell them both to come here immediately!"

Everyone was shocked.

The faces of the ancestors of the other four major families, namely Pan, Shen, Meng and Luo, turned pale at the same time.

The news is out.

Chu Yiran and Jin Wushang came with pale faces and hurt looks: "Master Xue, what do you want me to do?"

"Sit down."

Xue Fuxiao took a deep breath and said calmly, "I will read out a piece of information."

Everyone sat up straight at the same time.

His face was serious.

Something big must have happened, which made Dongfang Sansan leave and Xue Fuxiao smash the table in anger!

Everyone's face looked solemn.

Xue Fuxiao's cold gaze swept across everyone's faces, and everyone felt a flash of a knife.

Then Xue Fuxiao took out the intelligence and read it out word by word: "Fang Che's pursuit ended at the Ghost Cry Cliff on Yunlan River."

"Fang Che was seriously injured and dying. He was forced to the Devil Cry Cliff. He was unwilling to surrender, so he jumped from the Devil Cry Cliff and jumped into the Yunlan River!"

"Before Fang Che entered the water, the Ten Great Demon Gods of the Only Orthodox Sect suddenly appeared and fired millions of hidden weapons at the falling Fang Che, all of which penetrated his body. Afterwards, his body fell into the Yunlan River. The Ten Great Demon Gods turned the river water over and rolled Fang Che's body out again, smashing it to pieces in mid-air!"

"Later, Feng Yun, the chief of the Southeast of the Only Orthodox Church, suddenly appeared with the Night Demon. He thanked those who participated in the pursuit, and with the cooperation of both sides, he finally got rid of the major threat."

"At that time, the Night Demon mysteriously appeared, and the Blood Spirit Seven Swords killed nine people from the Meng and Jin families in a row."

"Afterwards, Feng Yun and Ye Mo left under the protection of Sun Wutian, and said with a smile that they were waiting to see the follow-up drama of the Guardian!"

Although the person reporting the incident was still trying his best to speak plainly, one could sense that he could no longer control his emotions.

The faces of all the high-ranking guardians present changed drastically.

Especially the six ancestors of Shen, Jin, Pan, Meng, Chu and Luo, their faces suddenly turned as pale as death!
His eyes were fixed on the information in Xue Fuxiao's hand.

But it's out of focus!
Xue Fuxiao said grimly, “San San read the news and left the table.”

The meeting room was silent.

Only Xue Fuxiao's cold voice echoed.

"Fang Che, since leaving Baiyun Martial Academy and entering the Baiyun Continent Guarding Hall, he has captured and killed demons along the way, constantly making meritorious deeds, and risking his life countless times. In one and a half months, he was promoted from an ordinary deacon to the chief deacon."

"Participate in the friendly battle between the young generation of the Only Orthodox Church and the Guardians, and win the King-level championship! Bring glory to our Guardians and win a lot of resources."

"On behalf of the guardian, we entered the Yin-Yang Realm and obtained a large amount of resources. Now, the countless pills you eat are all donated by Fang Che."

"He also did countless things for the families of his fellow soldiers, and spent all his gains on guarding the palace."

"Transferred to the southeast, to patrol life and death. Now, the southeast is peaceful and the new policy is in order."

"We set up Nirvana Martial Arts Academy to take in disabled children from all over the world; we set up a tomb for beautiful women to comfort the hearts of women from all over the world."

"Fang Che patrolled the continent and obtained hundreds of billions of property, all of which were invested in Nirvana Martial Arts Academy and entered into the Southeast Headquarters' treasury."

"Fang Che entered the secret realm and seized a secret realm for the Guardian Continent, increasing the luck of the Guardian Continent!"

"..."

Xue Fuxiao listed out everything Fang Che had done in his life, one by one, as if he knew them all by heart.

Finally, he said, “Fang Che was a martial artist three and a half years ago. In just three years, his cultivation level was promoted all the way to the peak of the eighth level of the Saint!”

"His fighting power is enough to surpass his level and fight against the fifth-grade Saint Emperor! He can also protect himself in this pursuit against the weak Saint Lord. He can be said to be a super genius in martial arts. Given time, I am afraid that Xue Fuxiao will not be his opponent!"

Xue Fuxiao took a deep breath, and his anger and grief burst out like a mountain torrent.

He said word by word, "Such a genius, such a hero, such a meritorious official, was falsely accused of becoming a Night Demon. All the major families dispatched hundreds of thousands of experts to hunt him down, traveling all over the world, and finally killed him unjustly on the Devil Cry Cliff!"

"Only our Orthodox Church will join forces with the Guardian to fight against the Guardian's super hero!"

"Finally, it worked!"

“You finally succeeded!”

Xue Fuxiao asked solemnly, "Jin Wushang, Chu Yijiu, Shen Changtian, Pan Junyi, Luo Lutu, Meng Zhengyi; the six of you, do you feel very proud?!"

The six people named by Xue Fuxiao were sweating profusely, their eyes were staring straight ahead, and their faces were extremely pale.

He stood up tremblingly and said dreamily, "This...is this...real?"

Xue Fuxiao gritted his teeth and sneered: "What do you think? Did I make it up to slander you? In this world, you are the only ones who can slander others. Who can slander you?"

The six people looked ashen, trembling as if they could not sit still. Shen Changtian stared blankly: "How...how is this possible? Isn't he...the Night Demon?"

Xue Fuxiao said calmly: "If you don't give up, just wait for the report from your descendants."

"I am now going to announce a decision."

Xue Fuxiao said coldly: "From now on, the six of you are not allowed to enter but leave. From now on, all those who participated in the pursuit of Fang Che must go home and wait. From now on, the Guardian Headquarters will launch an investigation into this matter. Yan is not guilty!"

"I'm here!"

Yan Wuzui, known as the Black-Faced Yama, stood up.

"Do you know how to do this?"

"Understand!"

Xue Fuxiao said in a mocking tone: "Don't be like them and wrongly accuse good people."

"Understand."

"The follow-up is still ongoing. Let's wait until everything is settled."

Xue Fuxiao finished speaking.

Just walked out of the meeting room.

The others sat quietly, their minds in a state of confusion.

After a long time, someone stood up, walked out of the meeting room silently, and then left one by one quietly.

Finally, only the six ancestors were left, standing like statues, dumbfounded in the messy conference room.

(End of this chapter)