"Empty words," An Yesun coldly said, "Wait until you can catch me!" He raised his hand to grab the middle of the bamboo crutch, waved his hand behind him, and struck out with his right palm. Yu Shuanglin did not dare to receive the palm power directly, so he blocked his wrist with the edge of his palm, circled around his arm and struck downwards. Just as his palm was about to reach his shoulder, An Yesun suddenly withdrew his palm, turned his elbow and punched toward Yu Shuanglin's abdomen. Yu Shuanglin was still in midair, so he could not parry in time. His bamboo crutch was still stuck in the ground. Hastily he pushed himself down and used the momentum to flip over and landed not far behind An Yesun.
An Yesun heard a 'bang' in his ear. Time was of the essence, so he did not have the patience to turn around and strike again. He lifted his feet and walked away. After flipping over, Yu Shuanglin's feet landed on the ground. He purposely landed heavily on the ground to create the illusion that he had fallen into a daze. This was to lower the enemy's guard. An Yesun ignored him. Yu Shuanglin's feet pushed against the ground and like a carp, he swam forward without touching the ground. When he arrived behind An Yesun, he suddenly raised his bamboo crutch and struck his back with all his might.
Ever since An Yesun made his debut, he had fought many times and never suffered the slightest loss. Right now he felt a burning sensation on his back; it was really painful. Unable to restrain his anger, he shouted, "Old thing, I think you're tired of living!" He turned around and struck with both palms. Yu Shuanglin also blocked with both palms. He had trained his internal energy for more than half of his life, so his foundation was solid. However, when the two of them collided, it was obvious that he was not as strong as An Yesun. He forced himself to use the 'Thousand Catty Fall' kungfu to prevent himself from being blown away, but his heels were still close to the ground and he was pushed back a large distance. After regaining his balance, he tasted something sweet in his throat and a mouthful of blood reached his mouth. He did not want to show weakness in front of the enemy, so he pressed one hand on his chest and swallowed the blood back into his stomach. Then he crossed his arms in front of him and took a fighting stance again.
From a distance someone suddenly laughed and said, "Hierarch, look, the Hall Leader of the Fallen Hall did a beautiful job. He took more than a dozen lives in a flash, his martial art skill has improved a lot." Another muffled voice said, "Of course, even a rabbit will bite when it's anxious, let alone an angry wolf cub. If I were to leave this group of livestock to you, would you be able to clean them up so cleanly? "
As he spoke, two people slowly walked out of the dense forest. One of them was wearing a gray robe and a mask on his face, making it impossible to tell his age and appearance. The other person was a young man in black. When the two of them walked together, their aura was shocking. The first to speak was the youth. At this moment, he smiled and said, "If it were me, the time limit wouldn't be a problem. But I won't make so much blood. It's like slaughtering fish and pigs in a restaurant. I have to dig out their intestines and innards, destroying the overall beauty. "
Yu Shuanglin listened to the young man's casual tone, but the meaning behind his words seemed to be that he enjoyed killing, which made him shudder. Originally, he wanted to curse, but his internal injuries were not light. As soon as he exerted force, he felt the blood and Qi in his chest surge.
The young man cast a sidelong glance at him and said with a smile, "This old man's words are interesting. When he was bragging about how he roamed the Jianghu, the Hall Leader of the Fallen Hall was so and so. Think about it, he was only fit to walk the streets with a broken bowl, begging for leftovers. The other person was much younger than him, but he could stretch out his hand for clothes, open his mouth for food, and enjoy glory, splendor, wealth, and rank. It's obvious who is superior and who is inferior. "
Yu Shuanglin finally adjusted his internal breath. He pointed at the young man and shouted, "I saw you at the Heroes Assembly. You are the Young Master of the Shadow Sacrifice, Jiang Liechen, the rumored Shixiong of An Yesun, the second master of the Devil Cult! And this is … "He looked at the man in the gray robe.
Jiang Liechen smiled and said, "You flatter me. You are lucky to be able to see the Hierarch in person. There are not many people in the Jianghu. " These words had a double meaning, but Yu Shuanglin did not catch it. Based on his superficial understanding, the man in the gray robe was the Hierarch of the Devil Cult, which matched his own ominous premonition. He stared blankly for a moment, then raised his head and heaved a deep sigh. With a bitter laugh he said, "Alright, today the Old Man has entered the Devil's Den. Never mind, I have no hope of surviving after falling into your hands. A warrior can be killed but not humiliated. I will end my own life and seek a quick death! "
Jiang Liechen took several steps forward and said with a smile, "Yu Zhanglao, you might as well beg me instead of others. How about this, as long as you ask me, I will save you. What do you think? My words still carry some weight in the Cult. "" Pei! "Yu Shuanglin cursed. "You dare to ask me to beg for mercy from a heretical demon like you? Delusional! You might as well kill me with a blade. "
Jiang Liechen sternly said, "Alright, you have a lot of backbone. But there are two sides to everything. There must be a limit to not being greedy for life and afraid of death. In a desperate situation, those who sacrifice their lives for righteousness will be praised by later generations. But when you have a chance to live, you give up your life and insist on seeking death. You will be suspected of chasing after someone's reputation. Your sacrifice is for reputation and not for integrity; you cannot be called a real hero. As the saying goes, a bad life is better than a good death. Don't you agree? "
Yu Shuanglin did not expect this Devil Cult sorcerer to be so understanding and reasonable. Still suspicious, he tried to sound him out, "Alright, I accept your kindness. Goodbye. "He cupped his fists in salute. Sure enough, he had only turned half his body when he heard Jiang Liechen say," Hold on. " Yu Shuanglin had already predicted this would happen. He laughed aloud and turned his head around, saying, "I knew you, this little devil, would not be so kind-hearted. If you have any tricks, feel free to lay them out. If the one surnamed Yu frowns, he is not a hero."
"You misunderstand," Jiang Liechen said, "I don't care who I am. I don't care who's a hero, and I don't have any enmity with you. But today you dare to make a move against my Xiongdi, your guts are not small. If I just let you go, he will inevitably blame me for disregarding our friendship and loyalty. But I am a man of my word. I said I would spare your life, so I won't kill you. I will only make you suffer a little. It would be better if … "Walking around Jiang Liechen's side, Yu Shuanglin listened to him talk; unexpectedly he felt all the hair on his body stood on end.
When Jiang Liechen walked around to Yu Shuanglin's back, he raised his palm and struck Yu Shuanglin's spine. At first Yu Shuanglin only felt pain and numbness on his back, and then he felt the bones on his back shattering one by one. He could not feel anything below his spine. When he tried to circulate his internal energy, the energy in his' dan tian 'also dissipated without a trace. Gradually he realized the opponent's vicious method had turned him into a cripple. He angrily said, "What's the use of having a rotten life like this?" He raised his staff to kill himself. Jiang Liechen indifferently said, "Life and death are decided by a single thought. Respect yourself, please." He waved his right hand down the mountain. His tone showed that he did not care that he had crippled a martial art master.
Yu Shuanglin's anger slowly subsided. He said in his heart, "Peng Zhanglao's death has not been avenged. If I die now, how can I face him in the underworld? The Little Devil Head's words are reasonable. As long as I can keep my life, I can gather my Beggar Clan brethren and make a comeback. Although my legs are crippled, I still have two hands. Although my martial art skills are gone, I can still train again. Even if I do not have the Emperor's favor and my life is coming to an end, my disciples and grand-disciples can still carry on my legacy. One day I will kill An Yesun. " He made up his mind. Taking a deep breath, he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much for not killing me. But in all my life, Laofu does not like to receive favors from others. If one day you fall into my hands, I will let you live and repay the favor. Then we will not owe each other anything. But as long as I still have one breath left, I will not spare An Yesun. " After he finished speaking, he turned around and used the bamboo crutch to support his body. His skinny and old back slowly moved as he hopped down the mountain like a wooden man. His bamboo crutch was originally used as a weapon to face enemies, but at this moment, it really became a real crutch.
An Yesun stomped his foot and cursed, "Who needs your forgiveness? I … "Jiang Liechen held back his laughter and pulled An Yesun into his arms. He said," That old thing did not act like an old man. He lost to you in a fight and felt that he lost face. He learned from a young boy and said a few words in a fit of pique. Why should you lower yourself to his level? "In a low voice Jiang Liechen said," The Hierarch wants to ask about the information you obtained. "
Even if he did not remind him, An Yesun was still worried about this matter. He rushed to the Hierarch and hastily reported it. He was so anxious that he spoke incoherently. Before the Hierarch could reply, Jiang Liechen said, "What about the notice? Show it to me. "The Hierarch's heart flashed with a trace of anger, but his expression was completely covered by his mask.
An Yesun took out a yellow silk scroll from his sleeve and shook it several times. In his panic he could not flatten it. Jiang Liechen took it and glanced over it. The Hierarch suppressed his anger and also moved forward to take a look. He had just silently read two lines when Jiang Liechen closed the scroll with a "pa" sound. He said leisurely, "The information is fake. If the imperial court really did arrest him, why didn't they mention anything about the 'Residual Shadow Sword'? Shen Shiyun is too naive. He thinks that everyone else is a fool. Does he think that this kind of insignificant skill can fool me? "
Although the Hierarch had not finished reading it, he was relieved to hear his narration. He said, "That's good. As long as the 'Residual Shadow Sword' does not fall into the hands of the imperial family, I can be at ease." An Yesun had already expected their reaction, but when he heard it with his own ears, he still felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He said sorrowfully, "Is the 'Residual Shadow Sword' the only thing in your eyes?"
The Hierarch said coldly, "Do you still need to say it? Other than the 'Residual Shadow Sword', who cares about the life and death of that rebellious girl … "An Yesun's face was twisted in pain. He did not wait for the Hierarch to finish speaking and loudly interrupted," I! I care! Since you don't care, I'll go save her alone! " There were also many horses that the Beggar Clan's disciples had ridden over. An Yesun lightly jumped onto the back of the horse and sped down the mountain with all his might.
The Hierarch angrily said, "Come back!" An Yesun completely ignored him. Only the sound of his shouts could be heard as he rode further and further away. The Hierarch was furious. He flicked his sleeve and the wind picked up a small pebble from the ground. He then pushed it forward and the pebble shot out like an arrow towards the horse's leg. He did not show any mercy to his subordinates. Mount Tai's terrain was steep and it was a path down the mountain. If the horse suddenly fell down, the rider would be thrown off the horse's back. The force of the fall was far beyond what an ordinary person could endure.
Jiang Liechen coldly looked on from the side. He also flicked his sleeve and the pebble flew out from the side. In the nick of time, the Hierarch's pebble was deflected. The pebble went through a tree trunk and continued to knock down a row of trees. He had already seen that the Hierarch was determined not to save An Yesun, but he could not let An Yesun be seriously injured.
The Hierarch angrily glared at him and scolded him for meddling in other people's business. But since he was able to deflect the pebble, it was clear that his internal energy was profound. Thinking that he was the one who trained him, the Hierarch was secretly pleased. His reproach also contained praise. Jiang Liechen stood motionless and raised his eyes to return the Hierarch's cold gaze.
The Hierarch only felt that this gaze was full of contempt and anger. Moreover, he was disciplining his subordinates. If he let it go just because another disciple interfered, where would his prestige go in the future? Thinking of this, he jumped up and shuttled through the tree trunks to chase after An Yesun. His qinggong was excellent and his running speed was faster than a horse. He quickly overtook the horse and shouted, "Get down!" He stretched out his hand to grab An Yesun's collar. An Yesun did not respond and lay on his back. The Hierarch turned his hand and chopped the horse's neck. The horse did not even have time to cry out before its head was chopped off. Its front hooves fell first and An Yesun was thrown forward.
The Hierarch grabbed him by the collar in the air and threw him to the side. He shouted, "Stand properly!" An Yesun's back hit the tree trunk heavily and coincidentally hit the wound from Yu Shuanglin's sneak attack. He felt a sharp pain and a look of disgust flashed across his face. The Hierarch took in his expression and coldly shouted, "I ordered you to stop. Did you hear me? Why are you ignoring me? Do you still know how to respect me as the Hierarch? "
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