It was as if, at this moment, time stood still for eternity.
At the sight of that stunning silhouette, falling from the sky, the entire Chu Mun Mountain was dead silent.
Everyone was as if they had lost their lives.
The feeling was as if the sky of the Chu Sect had collapsed with it.
"Tang .... Sect Master Tang, defeated... Defeated?"
Chu Zhengliang was stunned and lost his voice.
The Chu Sect's Grand Elder was even more flabbergasted, his old eyes staring round and round.
"This... This..."
"How is this possible?"
"My Chu Sect Master, how... How could it be possible to lose?"
"This is never possible!"
"Impossible!"
The entire group of Sect Masters of Chu Sect Mountain were as if they had gone mad.
They shook their heads and looked at the scene before them in disbelief.
They simply could not believe that their Chu Sect's faith, the Chu Sect's Lord who had reigned over the world, the Queen of the generation who had been dominating the Heavenly Rankings for many years, would be defeated.
Moreover, she had even lost to an outcast of the Chu Clan.
Of course, what was even more unacceptable to the people of the Chu Sect as well as the Tang Family was that their Chu Sect Master, Tang Yun, was still defeated in her best sword technique. Moreover, it was a defeat at the hands of the Tang Family's unheralded sword art, the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill.
This was no longer just defeat.
It was humiliation.
It was a naked humiliation to Tang Yun.
More so, it was a mockery and a tread on the dignity of the entire Tang Family and even the Chu Clan.
The best way to defeat a person was to cave her down hard in the area she was most proud of, the area she was best at.
Just like Tang Yun at this moment, at the moment of her defeat, all the arrogance and unbeatability she once had in the face of Ye Fan was undoubtedly shattered.
The once magnificent woman was only a loser in front of Ye Fan.
At this moment, the entire Chu Mun Mountain was dead silent.
Everyone was speechless.
The cheering and boisterousness of a moment ago vanished in an instant.
Everyone, with their mouths dead open, was like a rooster being strangled.
Looking at the woman covered in blood, falling from the sky, many people, almost uncontrollably, shed tears.
"Defeated..."
"Surprisingly defeated..."
To this day, those members of the Chu Sect's clan, were unable to accept this fact.
Between the sea of clouds, Ye Fan had withdrawn his sword.
He looked down on the bloodstained body that had fallen to the earth from above, and his majestic and domineering voice resounded through the land of Tianhe: "Tang Yun, I have long said that what you are proud of is not worth a single word in my Chu Tianfan's eyes!"
"You didn't believe me at first, but how about now?"
The sound was like muffled thunder, exploding on the earth of Tianhe.
It made Meng Evening Yu and the others feel nothing but deafening as they listened.
But Ye Fan did not stop after he finished, his morose words still rumbling in this sky.
"You think that you can defeat me after coming out with seven swords?"
"Tang Yun, Tang Yun, thanks to your decades of sword practice, do you not even know the most basic of sword dao?"
"One of the ways of the sword is never won by quantity."
"When your comprehension of the sword reaches an extremely high level, you will be able to match ten million swords with just one stroke!"
"If you don't have this understanding, then give you ten years, twenty years, and you still won't be able to catch up with me in swordplay!"
Ye Fan's cold voice resounded uncontrollably as he towered over him.
Every word Ye Fan said at this moment was undoubtedly like a knife, stabbing deep into Tang Yun's heart.
Her arrogance, her nobility, her untouchability, her superiority.
In short, all of Tang Yun's pride in Ye Fan had once been crushed by Ye Fan.
Tang Yun's body was bloodied, and after her defeat, she was spread out on the ground, her face was pale, and crimson blood kept falling from the corners of her mouth.
The purple and gold phoenix crown had also long since been cut off by Ye Fan's sword energy.
The three thousand green tresses were in disarray and the purple gold dress was stained with dust.
After her defeat, Tang Yun did not say another word.
In the past, Tang Yun was as lonely as she was proud. At this moment, she was as forlorn as she could be.
When her prosperity is over, all that remains is desolation.
Where was she, the queen of the world, who had frightened the world's strongest people?
Where is she, the once magnificent and towering Lord of the Chu Sect?
Now, she only looked like a dead king, a complete failure.
Tang Yun looked up at the straight figure standing proudly in the sky, this was the man who had cut away all her glory with a single sword.
As a descendant of the Tang family, she had lost to the outcast of the Chu family.
As a sword practitioner of her generation, she was defeated by the sword of another.
As the Chu Clan's Sect Master, she lost to the Dragon God Hall Master.
As a fellow practitioner of the Cloud Smoke Sword Skill, she lost under Ye Fan's six swords after seven swords in a row.
She was defeated, a complete and utter joke.
She should have hated him, right?
It was this man who had shattered all the pride she had always had.
But why couldn't she hate him?
On the contrary, at this moment, Tang Yun's heart only had a sense of peace and relief.
It was as if someone who had been tortured for years had finally waited for the end.
Perhaps she should even feel happy.
Happy for her child who was left behind in Jiangdong.
Because he had a father, so good.
"If you still want to walk down Truman Mountain alive, kill her."
Just at that moment, a cold voice suddenly came from afar.
The crowd immediately looked at the voice, only to see an out-of-this-world, ethereal, stunningly beautiful silhouette that had, at some point, appeared on Chu Men Mountain.
The moment they saw her, Chu Zhengliang and the other people of the Chu Sect immediately had a chill in their hearts.
"Yue... The Moon God?"
"Damn it, why is she here!"
Chu Zhengliang secretly said something bad, thinking to himself that he was afraid that he was in big trouble this time.
He had previously thought that this Moon God would help Ye Fan at most once.
After all, a near-God realm powerhouse like them would never be able to help out easily.
To be able to come out once was probably the limit.
However, Chu Zhengliang had never expected that when Ye Fan went up to the Chu Sect for the second time, this Moon God would follow him again.
This time, it was completely bad.
"Yue'er, you..."
Seeing the Moon God, Ye Fan was also a little surprised.
He had come alone this time and hadn't told anyone.
He had even hidden it from Gaia and the others, but he hadn't expected that the Moon God, who was far away in the Sun Country, would rush here.
Could it be that she knew that she had come to Truman Mountain?
"Don't think too much about it."
"You are only the enemy of my martial path in the country of Japan, if you want to kill, it will be me who will do it."
"Until I do it myself, I do not wish for you to die in the hands of others."
The Moon God spoke coldly, the slightest emotion unreadable on that holy and moving countenance.
As the saying goes, too much forgetfulness.
Perhaps, when one was in a higher position, the less one had the seven emotions and six desires, just like Tang Yun, who was clear-hearted and had no desire.
"Hurry up and do it, when Chu Yuan comes out later, you won't have the chance to do it again if you want to."
The Moon God's indifferent voice rang out once again.
Ye Fan glanced at Tang Yun, who was limp on the ground, before nodding heavily, sharpness and coldness once again permeating his forehead and face.
"Ye Fan, don't!"
"Teacher has already been defeated, she can't block it anymore, just let her go."
Meng Evening Yu came over to block again.
But this time, Ye Fan showed no more mercy.
"I gave her a chance, she was the one who didn't cherish it."
"I don't want to make the same mistake twice."
Ye Fan said back in a cold voice, pushing Meng Wanyu away.
Buzz!
The longsword buzzed and cold Qi swept through it.
Ye Fan waved his sleeve and arm, and the ancient sword of Yun Yang, instantly rested against Tang Yun's throat.
"Tang Yun, when you were so desperate for love and justice, did you ever think about today?"
"I know that I have seen countless people, and all the people I have befriended in my life have been people of love and righteousness."
"Only in your case, I have lost my eyes."
"I have treated you with sincerity, but you have returned my love with a sword."
"I have defended you to the death, but you have pushed me to death."