Psh—
Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear pierced through his viscera!
The Great Guardian fell to the ground, never able to close his eyes in death, without uttering that title.
Of the Eight Guardians, only the Second Guardian, heavily injured by Gu Changqing, remained.
Due to the severe injury, he couldn’t charge ahead and ended up surviving the longest.
He no longer had the strength to fight, looking at the bodies of his fellow disciples, overwhelmed by shock and grief, unsure of who to tend to first.
"Third Guardian... Third Guardian..."
"Eighth Guardian... Wake up..."
"Old Fourth..."
"Old Fifth..."
"Great Guardian... Great Guardian... Great Guardian!"
His voice was choked with sobs and fear.
Gu Jiao dragged the blood-drenched Red-Tasseled Spear in front of him, her body soaked in Sword Manor’s blood, every intact part thick with the scent of blood, igniting an unyielding frenzy within her.
Gu Changqing clutched his chest and called her: "Jiaojiao... don’t kill..."
Gu Jiao couldn’t hear him.
With murderous intent, she raised her Red-Tasseled Spear.
In a split second, a white-robed elder descended from the sky, with fierce killing intent, delivering a strike towards Gu Jiao.
Gu Changqing leaped to take the blow for Gu Jiao.
He landed heavily on the ground, spitting blood everywhere.
This man’s power was too formidable, far beyond the Dark Soul!
The Second Guardian, like a drowning man seeing his last straw, cried out desperately: "White Tiger Master!"
The Sword Manor’s Four Masters: Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Black Tortoise.
Gu Jiao quickly turned around, coldly staring at the newcomer.
Gu Changqing looked at Gu Jiao; she couldn’t fight anymore... she was too overexerted... if she continued... both she and the child in her womb would be lost...
The White Tiger Master stood beside the Second Guardian, glanced at him, and coldly snorted: "You can’t even handle a girl, what’s the point of you!"
The Second Guardian hung his head low.
The White Tiger Master spoke indifferently: "Girl, I don’t want to kill you. If you come with me obediently, I can spare them."
Gu Jiao’s eyes were icy cold as she replied: "Prepare to die."
The White Tiger Master sneered disdainfully: "Won’t take what’s offered, preferring punishment instead!"
He acknowledged Gu Jiao’s power, seeing it clearly, yet she had just been through a fight, her stamina greatly depleted, and the more she was out of control, the more she consumed.
She had little strength left.
He didn’t need to draw his sword, waste two moves, and she’d faint by herself!
That’s the advantage of having more people!
The White Tiger Master, relying on the advantage of agility, baited Gu Jiao to exhaust her last bit of strength, yet at this moment, suddenly, an explosion echoed from the horizon.
A dreadful force grazed his shoulder, spreading a fiery pain through his entire arm.
He landed near a large tree, looking at his wounded shoulder; not a tear but an open wound, appearing gruesomely bloody.
 Shangguan Qing exclaimed in shock: "Brother!" 
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