The footsteps in the bushes began to sound slightly, with three or four people stepping out from behind the big trees nearby.
All four of them were masked, dressed in green robes, concealed behind the trees and among the bushes.
"This, this," Jiang Changsheng said in surprise, unable to finish his sentence.
"You could have chosen Heaven but you did not, and with no doors to Hell, you co uninvited. It seems the lesson from last ti was not enough for Young Master Lin," said one of the n in green with a sinister tone.
"Regardless, it’s still better than you rats who don’t dare to show your faces," Xu Zii said indifferently.
"If you’re seeking death, don’t bla us brothers," the man in green scoffed, not wasting any words, and charged directly towards him.
"Senior Brother, you must protect ," Jiang Changsheng, frightened, quickly hid behind Xu Zii.
Xu Zii frowned slightly as he watched one of the n in green charge at him with a knife.
He grabbed Jiang Changsheng from behind and used him as a shield in front of himself.
"Damn it, Senior Brother, you’re betraying ," Jiang Changsheng shouted in terror, quickly struggling free and rolling to the ground, dodging to the side.
Elsewhere, Yelv Liang blocked one of the n in green, as they fought to a standstill.
The other three n in green all charged at Xu Zii.
Surrounded by several people, Xu Zii dodged frantically.
The cultivation of these n in green was not very high, only at the level of Origin Mansion, but they had mastered a set of combined attack techniques, which were very proficient.
Every attack Xu Zii fended off was fraught with danger, and finally, as another blade descended, Xu Zii had nowhere to retreat.
The bright cold gleam of the long blade was re inches from Xu Zii’s head.
Suddenly, a large, bronze-colored hand as hard as iron reached out from the side and firmly grasped the blade.
With a light twist, the longsword shattered into dozens of pieces, and the green-robed man was flung away.
Everyone quickly turned to look, only to see Jiang Changsheng looking at them nonchalantly.
"Kill," another man in green spoke softly, and along with another man, they both charged at Jiang Changsheng.
...
"Taiji Cloud Hand," Jiang Changsheng said lightly.
His hands waved slowly, tracing the shape of Tai Ji in front of him.
The power of his hands could be soft or firm, dissolving the attacks of the two n in green and incorporating them.
The two n felt like they had sunk into a quagmire, unable to control their arms, following Jiang Changsheng’s rhythm.
"The Blend of Hard and Soft," Jiang Changsheng shouted, his hands suddenly exerting force, pushing the two n flying away.
This strike was imnsely powerful, containing hidden energy, and the bodies of the two exploded in mid-air.
Xu Zii looked at Jiang Changsheng with so surprise.
Yelv Liang, having subdued another man in green, ran over worriedly and asked Xu Zii, "Junior Brother Lin, are you alright?"
"I’m fine," Xu Zii said, shaking his head slightly.
"That’s good, you scared to death," Yelv Liang took a deep breath, raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his brow.
At that mont, his hand forcefully grabbed his longsword at his waist and swiftly slashed towards Xu Zii.
This strike was unexpected, resolute, and swift.
With a clang, before the sword could fall, Jiang Changsheng had already caught it midair.
"How can this be?" Yelv Liang looked at Jiang Changsheng in shock.
"You say these n in green couldn’t possibly guard here twenty-four hours a day.
We didn’t let many people know about our departure from the sect, how could they be lying in ambush here?
I’ve long suspected soone was tipping them off."
Jiang Changsheng grinned and said, "You see, it’s always good to be extra cautious."
As soon as his words had fallen, Yelv Liang could not worry about anything else and tried to draw his sword.
But he found that the sword was gripped tightly by Jiang Changsheng, virtually impossible to withdraw even slightly.
He abandoned the sword and fled, not looking back as he ran towards the distance.
In Jiang Changsheng’s hands, the longsword was like a nimble serpent, flexible and ever-changing.
He pinched the blade between two fingers as if it were a dart and threw it swiftly.
The sharp sword turned into a streak of light and in the blink of an eye pierced through Yelv Liang’s back.
It penetrated his heart, nailing him directly to a large tree in front.
.........
In the quiet forest, everything was serene within these woods.
A few leaves fluttered down gracefully.
Jiang Changsheng slowly approached Yelv Liang’s corpse and began to search it.
He pocketed so mysterious dicines and pills.
"My real na is Jiang Nan, an orphan from birth.
An old man found on a winter day heavy with snow and took ho; from then on, he beca my grandfather.
I grew up fed by the entire village. The villagers there were my family.
One day, a group of martial artists arrived at our village, and to vent their bad moods, they slaughtered the villagers.
My grandfather hid , allowing to escape the massacre."
While searching the green-clothed n for their belongings, Jiang Changsheng narrated to Xu Zii with a smile.
"Before he died, my grandfather grabbed my sleeve and told to run, to run as hard as I could without looking back.
He wanted to survive, to live well.
Since then, I have changed my na to Jiang Changsheng, living solely to survive."
Xu Zii smiled calmly as she watched Jiang Changsheng.
Finally, having finished going through all the spoils of battle, Jiang Changsheng grinned at Xu Zii.
He said, "The person you knew before was called Jiang Changsheng, but now standing before you is Jiang Nan.
Life is like a play; you must never trust what your eyes see."
Before Xu Zii could reply, two figures approached from not far away.
It was Lin Feng and Murong Yan’er.
"Junior Brother," Lin Feng called out in so surprise, then looking around at the scene, his expression changed slightly.
"What has happened here?" he asked hastily.
"The truth lies before you. Yelv Liang conspired with others to kill .
Then he was killed by in return," Xu Zii replied indifferently.
"Yelv Liang? How is that possible? He’s our fellow disciple," Lin Feng said in disbelief.
"And with your strength, you’re no match for Yelv Liang."
"That’s none of your concern; just report the truth to father," Xu Zii responded.
"Yelv Liang is the second elder’s true disciple. You will have to explain this yourself," Lin Feng said with a slight frown.
"Then it’s not your problem," Xu Zii waved it off and turned to walk down the mountain.
Watching Xu Zii’s unhard figure, Lin Feng squinted, his expression flickering but eventually decided to follow quickly.
.........
Huohuang City was not far from the foot of Nine Skies Mountain.
The two were only about seven or eight kiloters apart.
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