Chapter 69
"Let's rest here for a while."
"We're in a hurry."
"I have to relieve myself. Are you telling me to do it here?"
"Th-then go ahead."
Xi Xichang, whose face had turned red at Jiang Ziya's direct request, got off her horse and sat down on a rock.
"I'll be back."
Jiang Ziya awkwardly and hurriedly went into the forest. He had to approach the pursuer quickly before he noticed his actions.
Swoosh!
A fierce wind brushed past Jiang Ziya's skin.
"Huh?"
Jiang Ziya, who had moved his body in an instant, tilted his head when he felt a strong aura from someone next to the pursuer.
Although he didn't know what had happened, the presence that had increased to two was now one again.
Jiang Ziya immediately displayed the Nine Palaces Divine Steps with all his might.
It was to check what had happened.
At the place he arrived, a strange man was standing. A dead body was lying next to him.
The strange man was a giant who looked to be in his thirties, and he was holding two swords in his hands.
"Huh? So you were here, senior."
The pursuer that Jiang Ziya had felt was surely the corpse whose limbs were now severed.
The pursuer must have come from the Black Contemplation Fortress.
If he had been cut up like that, it was highly likely that the man with the twin swords was a martial artist.
Looking at the corpse, it seemed that he had been killed with a single blow.
Even at the sight of the corpse, which he had seen for the first time, Jiang Ziya's head was surprisingly calm and was working.
It was a strange thing to think for himself, whether his senses had become dull from dismantling numerous beasts in the Hermit's Valley, or whether it was because it didn't feel real.
"Is this your work, senior?"
"Hmm... yes, but what's your business? By any chance, are you with this guy?"
"No. He seemed to be a pursuer, so I came to give him a piece of my mind."
"Huh? I thought this guy was chasing me?"
"Well, if the result is good, it's good. What does it matter whether he was chasing me or you, senior?"
"No, no. If he had been chasing me, it wouldn't have mattered, but if he was a man who was chasing you, didn't I make a big mistake?"
"Well, if you think so..."
He was a strict man. He began to search the pockets of the disgusting corpse without hesitation.
"Hmm, here it is."
A small and hard-looking nameplate came out of his hand.
"This is a nameplate of the Black Contemplation Fortress? Were you being pursued by the Black Contemplation Fortress?"
"Well, if you put it that way, yes."
He looked at the nameplate closely and then slowly nodded his head.
"Seeing that the guys from the Black Contemplation Fortress are chasing you, you must be a person of the righteous path! If so, since I have helped a brother, this murder is not so meaningless."
Seeing that he was speaking, the man seemed to be a person of the righteous path.
"I'm not particularly of the righteous path or the evil path... by the way, I haven't heard your name, senior."
"I was born in Hunan, and my name is Yang Jian."
"My name is Jiang Ziya. It's nice to meet you like this."
"Haha... it's nice to meet you too."
He seemed to be a magnanimous person. Although this situation of exchanging greetings with a corpse in between was a little strange...
"What do you do to be pursued like this?"
"It's nothing special. In fact, my companion is being pursued more than me."
"A companion?"
"Yes, there is a slightly fierce young lady."
"Oh... are you stepping forward like this to protect a young lady? It's a truly manly thing to do."
"Well... something like that."
Yang Jian nodded his head repeatedly.
"Hmm?"
The expressions of the two, who had been creating a warm atmosphere, suddenly changed. This was because a powerful aura was felt from somewhere.
"It seems this is my guest."
Yang Jian's expression hardened.
Jiang Ziya's expression was also not good.
If it was this much momentum, it was a strong enemy that he had felt for the first time since he had stepped into the martial world, and it was a master whose skills could be felt in the Hermit's Valley.
"Young hero Jiang, you should go back now. I'm worried that you might get into trouble if you are with me."
"It seems it's already too late."
"You've come this far, Yang Jian. Now you must give up your life."
The ones who had appeared before Yang Jian and Jiang Ziya in no time were two middle-aged men wearing black and white martial arts uniforms.
Their prayers and momentum were so formidable that it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were the heads of a sect.
"Hmm... Black and White Twin Demons, you've come? I thought you were not in a position to take on such a trivial task."
"Hahaha! To whom would we give the honor of catching you, if not to us?"
"I have a request. This man here just happened to meet me by chance, so how about letting him go?"
"Of course we'll let him go! But he'll have to watch the death of the Twin Swords of Guankou here. That way, the world will know that the Twin Swords of Guankou were killed by the Black and White Twin Demons, right?"
"Twin Swords of Guankou...?"
Weren't the Twin Swords of Guankou one of the Twelve Honored Ones and one of the Four Unrivaled Swords, a master of twin swords?
Jiang Ziya lamented his own foolishness.
Did they say that they did not know that heaven was by their side?
He had not even thought that he would meet the Twin Swords of Guankou, Yang Jian, in a place like this.
"You stay away. I'm worried that you might get injured if you get caught up in a big fight."
Yang Jian, who had drawn his beloved Arang Twin Swords, advised Jiang Ziya.
"Don't worry about me. I have the strength to protect my own body."
"If so, I won't say any more."
It was not a matter of worrying about others when facing a life-and-death enemy.
"Shall I help you?"
"Haha..."
Who in the world would say that they would help the Twin Swords of Guankou, Yang Jian?
And that against the Black and White Twin Demons of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, the main headquarters of the demonic cult?
"It hasn't been long since we met, but there's no need to risk your life."
"You also helped me, so I should also help you. In fact, wasn't it you, senior, who eliminated the pursuer? Besides, a two-on-one fight is a cowardly thing."
"Haha...!"
Yang Jian seemed to be a little moved by Jiang Ziya's bold words. He nodded his head lightly.
"Be careful."
"Of course."
The Black and White Twin Demons, who were watching the two chatting, looked at Jiang Ziya as if he were pathetic.
Looking at him, he seemed to be a brat with a bit of a sense of justice.
But did that guy know that he was about to lose his life with a useless bravado?
"Well, since we only need your mouth and eyes, we'll cut off your limbs as a punishment for opposing us."
The sleeves of the Black and White Twin Demons swelled up greatly.
At the same time, a tremendous palm force would rage like a storm, and a loud voice echoed from Yang Jian's mouth.
"Brother, get away!"
Swoosh!
As Yang Jian swung the Arang Twin Swords, a sword steel with a tremendous energy was displayed.
A steel qi like a single bolt of lightning!
It was Yang Jian's unique martial art, the Thunderclap Divine Art.
The palm force of the Black and White Twin Demons could not penetrate the Heaven-Breaking Three Ultimate Swords displayed by the Thunderclap Divine Art.
"Hmph! Our Black and White Asura Palm has been disintegrated... as expected of the Twin Swords of Guankou! But don't think this is the end!"
As the Black and White Twin Demons waved their hands dizzily, the palm forces of the two demons flew from all directions, aiming for Yang Jian.
"Hmm...!"
The endless pursuit of the demonic cult had exhausted Yang Jian's mind and body.
In the end, it had been a long time since he had even suffered an internal injury from the enemy's secret move.
In the end, even if he were to defeat the Black and White Twin Demons this time, it was a fight where the losses were greater than the gains.
Wasn't the reason he was heading to Sichuan to treat his internal injuries with the power of the Tang Clan's miraculous medicine?
"Hyaah!"
As Yang Jian swung the Arang Twin Swords, the palm force that had been displayed around him was all shaken off by the steel qi of the twin swords.
Swoosh!
"What should I do about this..."
Although he had said he would help, it was not a situation or a level where Jiang Ziya could step forward.
Yang Jian, who was emitting a sword steel, was a supreme master who was mentioned along with his masters, the Sword Immortal and the Tongtian Cult Master.
It was clear that the ones called the Black and White Twin Demons, who were not being pushed back at all against such a Yang Jian, were also extraordinary masters.
Moreover, the one move and one move they were displaying could not help but to arouse admiration.
But as time passed, a strange unnaturalness was felt in Yang Jian's steel qi.
Jiang Ziya guessed that Yang Jian had suffered an internal injury.
"I can't watch any longer."
Jiang Ziya immediately bent Tonglin and shot an arrow at the White Demon.
"Huh?"
The White Demon, who was startled by the arrow that had suddenly attacked him, twisted his body.
"Th-this brat!"
The White Demon, who was flustered by the attack of Jiang Ziya, which he had not expected at all, his face turned red as if it were too insulting.
"I'll beat you to death!"
"Then say that after receiving my attack!"
Jiang Ziya immediately raised the Nine Gates True Art with all his might. In any case, the opponents were those who had superior skills than him.
If they were those who displayed a long-range palm, he didn't know how many moves he could endure even if he used all his strength.
"White Demon, kill that young brat first and come. I'll take on Yang Jian."
After competing with Yang Jian for a few moves, the Black Demon, who had realized that his body condition was not normal, passed Jiang Ziya to the White Demon as if he were doing him a favor.
"Alright."
The White Demon immediately swung his hand and flew towards Jiang Ziya.
"Oops! You're a vigorous old man!"
The Tonglin in Jiang Ziya's hand freely swam in the air like a bird flying in the sky.
"Hmph!"
The White Demon, surprised by the change in the martial arts that Jiang Ziya had displayed, immediately withdrew his palm force.
But Jiang Ziya's Tonglin, combined with the White Demon's palm art, began to leave its footprints freely like a brush on a rice paper.
"So you weren't just a stupid brat!"
The White Demon's expression hardened, surprised that the opponent's internal energy and martial arts were higher than he had expected.
Although Yang Jian had suffered an internal injury, he was one of the twelve strongest in the world at that time.
Although it was a matter of pride, it was impossible for either the Black Demon or himself to subdue him alone.
"Old man, use all your strength! You have to eliminate me quickly to defeat my senior, right?"
To shake his composure, Jiang Ziya moved his mouth and stretched out his hand.
Although he was displaying a verbal provocation, the White Demon's palm art was not at a level where he could take his eyes off it for even a moment.
The Black and White Twin Demons of the demonic cult were renowned masters of Guangdong and elders of the demonic cult!
If the two of them were to attack together, they would have no rival in the world.
But unfortunately, the Black Demon was currently struggling against Yang Jian, and the White Demon was struggling against Jiang Ziya.
"White Demon! Are you not done yet?"
The Black Demon, with Yang Jian's twin swords coming up to his neck, shouted loudly, sweating coldly.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian did not show much sign of getting tired.
If Yang Jian's body condition had been the same as in the past, his neck would not have been intact.
"I'll take care of it soon!"
The White Demon gritted his teeth and struck down with his palm force with all his might.
(End of Chapter)