Chapter 475 The Emperor's Death!

This scene shocked and frightened everyone.

Wang Xianzhi put away his sword and stood up, a hint of coldness and determination flashed in his eyes.

He knew that he had embarked on a path of no return and could not turn back.

Looking at Si Xiaofei's frightened face, an inexplicable emotion surged in my heart.

However, he did not speak, but remained silent for a moment.

After a moment, the steel knife in his hand slowly rose up, like lightning in the sky, about to strike the earth.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to stop, and everyone held their breath, waiting for that decisive moment.

Finally, the steel knife fell down!

With an unstoppable momentum, he slashed straight towards Si Xiaofei!
As the sword flashed, it seemed as if the roar of a dragon was echoing on the surface of the river.

Si Xiaofei was terrified. He tried to dodge the knife, but found that he could not move!

The red mist trapped him firmly in place, making it impossible for him to escape from Wang Xianzhi's sword!
He could only watch helplessly as the knife light got closer and closer...

However, at this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of Si Xiaofei!

The figure was wearing a black robe and his face was hidden under a hood, so his true appearance could not be seen.

However, judging from the terrifying aura emanating from him, he was obviously an unrivaled powerful man!
"Wang Xianzhi, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

The black-robed man's voice was low and majestic, as if it carried an indescribable power.

The black sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, blocking Wang Xianzhi's sword light!
However, Wang Xianzhi's swordsmanship is so powerful and domineering!

The light of his sword was like a dragon soaring into the sky, how could it be easily blocked?
I saw the sword light collide with the knife light, sparks flew everywhere!
A terrifying wave of power instantly spread out, causing the entire deck to tremble!

The black-robed man's figure trembled slightly, obviously not expecting that Wang Xianzhi's swordsmanship would be so domineering!
The black sword in his hand was almost shaken away!
But Wang Xianzhi did not give him a chance to breathe!

He swung the steel knife in his hand again, with an unstoppable momentum, and chopped straight towards Si Xiaofei!
This time, the man in black robe can no longer be stopped!
He could only watch Wang Xianzhi's sword slash towards Si Xiaofei!

Finally, the knife flashed!
Si Xiaofei's head rolled to the ground like a kite with a broken string!
The blood dyed the deck red, and also dyed every corner of this world red.

This brought a tragic end to the war in Qianyuan County that had attracted the attention of the entire Daqian Dynasty and everyone in the surrounding area!

This is a historical change and a symphony of destiny.

At this moment, some people laugh, some cry, some are silent, and some shout.

However, no matter what, all this has become a past that cannot be changed.

At the same time, on the Tianwu Continent, whether it is the Taoist's quiet and deep valley, or the Yin-Yang School's mysterious palace standing at the intersection of Yin and Yang, or the Mohist School's intricate mechanical city, or even the Confucian school with the sound of books, and the Legalist school's rigorous and solemn law hall, there seems to be an invisible tacit understanding flowing.

Scholars from various schools of thought all stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the Daqian Dynasty, with complex expressions flashing in their eyes, including shock, regret, expectation, and solemnity.

In their deep eyes, the Purple Emperor Star that originally stood above the Daqian Dynasty was now shaky, as if it would fall from the throne in the sky at any time.

This imperial star has been the symbol of the Daqian Dynasty since ancient times.

For hundreds of years, its light has illuminated the entire Tianwu Continent, and its trajectory has guided the fate of Daqian.

However, at this moment, it was shaking violently, as if telling some ominous omen. Finally, after a moment of violent shaking, the Purple Star fell like a meteor!

Its light drew a sad arc in the sky and then disappeared into the vast horizon.

This scene made everyone feel an indescribable shock and sorrow, as if the whole heaven and earth had lost their color.

However, at the moment when the Purple Star Emperor Star fell, several other Emperor Stars that also emitted faint purple light rose quietly!

Although their light is dim, they firmly illuminate a corner of the Daqian Dynasty.

Beside them, stars of various colors are guarding them, shining brightly!

This is the formation of a new pattern and also a historical necessity.

At this moment, everyone understood one thing: the dragon had been slain, and a new era had quietly arrived.

"The Great Qian Ziwei has fallen, and troubled times have arrived!"

All kinds of voices rang out!
"Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs. The fall of Daqian Ziwei may be the reincarnation of heaven."

A Taoist priest in the deep mountains fiddled with his dustpan and sighed softly.

"Yin and Yang change, the world changes, and the prosperous era is coming!"

The Yin-Yang School priest in the Zhaixing Tower was pondering with an excited look in his eyes.

"Once a hero draws his sword, it will be another hundred years of disaster for the common people."

"The rituals and music are in ruins, and the world is in turmoil. From now on, the world will never be stable again!"

A teacher in the school was distracted for a moment and sighed.

"Ziwei has fallen, and the world has changed. We should use the way of benevolence and righteousness to turn the chaotic world into a peaceful one."

However, there are students in the classroom who are full of vigor and ambition, and are ready to demonstrate their talents.

"In times of chaos, there should be strict laws and severe punishments to restore order."

The legalists held the book of law tightly, with a cold light flashing in their eyes.

At this moment on the Tianwu Continent, the eyes of all those who felt the fall of the Daqian Ziwei Emperor Star were focused on the Daqian Dynasty!
No matter how different their expressions were, they all understood one thing in their hearts: this historical change was inevitable, and they would play their own roles in this change.

Some people will become heroes, some will become villains, and more will become ordinary members of this historical torrent, swept away by the tide of the times.

At this moment, history seems to have turned a new page, waiting for the birth of new heroes and legends.

The scene of Wang Xianzhi killing Si Xiaofei not only changed the fate of the Daqian Dynasty, but was also about to change the pattern of the entire Tianwu Continent.

At the same time, there was unrest within the Daqian Dynasty.

The scene of Wang Xianzhi killing Si Xiaofei also touched upon deep-seated contradictions within the dynasty.

Those ambitious people who once hid in the dark also began to stir, trying to use this historical change to realize their own ambitions and desires.

It is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples, or like a gust of wind blowing through a silent valley, awakening sleeping creatures.

Let everyone realize the arrival of a new era and the end of an old era!
(End of this chapter)