Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 924 - 924 312 You Refuse to Walk the Path to Heaven

Chapter 924: Chapter 312: You Refuse to Walk the Path to Heaven [Combined 2 in 1]_3 Chapter 924: Chapter 312: You Refuse to Walk the Path to Heaven [Combined 2 in 1]_3 Feng Yin had no idea that everyone on the Anping Continent had deep faith in martial arts, and that those who were powerful were respected. The career of escorting valuables was hence extremely dangerous. To say they licked the blade’s edge for a living wasn’t an exaggeration; their combat skills were certainly extraordinary. Conversely, while the strength of the chief escorts and protectors from Sihai Escort Bureau was not low, it was not extraordinarily high either. There were quite a few other escort bureaus stronger than them, if not a great many.

After all, not everyone enjoyed a life of wandering and bloodshed in the martial world.

Most people, no matter how skilled they were, still preferred living a safe and stable life.

So, it was not that there was a lack of experts in the escort bureaus.

With a deafening blast at the battle’s epicenter, Qi Jianyun stumbled back, clearly overpowered by the opponent and on the brink of defeat.

The black blade’s light flared again, and three arcs of Blade Qi shot out: one aimed for the throat, the second for the groin, and the third, incredibly, looped back to pierce through the back!

One blade, three killings; it was a clear intent for a quick and fatal blow.

Qi Jianyun reacted with astonishing speed, flipping his body to dodge the first two arcs of Blade Qi, then striking back with his sword to shatter the one coming from behind. He retreated sharply and shouted sternly, “Black Blade, do you truly disregard our past friendship and proceed alone in your obstinance?”

“What past kinship do I have with you? I gave face to Sihai in the past because it did not concern me, and I let it pass. But now that it concerns my own life, what’s more important than one’s life and wealth?”

Black Blade laughed heartily, confident in his upper hand, already convinced of his imminent, complete victory.

He glanced furtively around, noting his allies clearly dominating the escorts in the fight, holding a complete advantage.

If it weren’t for the reluctance to sacrifice too much in the process of killing the enemy—losing eight hundred to kill a thousand—the battle could have been concluded early.

But now, with the advantage in his hands, it didn’t matter if it took longer than necessary, for to kill the adversary without suffering any losses was obviously the best outcome.

Qi Rong’er was drenched in sweat, her long sword twirling as she blocked three thugs, seemingly the only one from the escort bureau who had the upper hand in this fierce battle.

Feng Yin sighed. From his personal standpoint, the entire incident of this escort ambush was unharmonious and off.

First off, there was something incredibly suspicious about Qi Jianyun’s escort mission!

Moreover, despite knowing the dangers, he brought along his niece, who had never left home or experienced the world, which was even more discordant…

Not to mention… Black Blade’s arrival was too coincidental, and the disparity in strength between the two was so overtly significant…

Many of these issues could have been avoided early on, yet there was no attempt to evade them at all.

Why?

As they say, when the world acts unnatural, it’s a sign of trouble; everywhere there was a sense of ‘something’s brewing,’ which was never normal.

Feng Yin was unrelated to this matter, but now he was very curious to see how it would unfold, to confirm what was truly going on.

Who was orchestrating this grand play?

But the current situation for the escort bureau was perilously uncertain; blood could be spilled at any moment. Thinking it over, he decided to intervene.

Considering Zhao Sihai’s reputation, not to mention their kind offer to accompany him for a stretch of the journey, he felt obliged to act.

Should he really wait for someone to lose their life before swooping in to save the day, that would seem rather beneath him.

The first one to receive the order was Little Snake, who struck silently and stealthily.

“Don’t use too much poison; just a touch, enough to weaken them, will do,” Feng Yin instructed. “Don’t make it too messy and disgusting.”

With Little Snake’s prowess at that moment, his intervention instantly altered the course of the battle.

The few bandits who were besieging the escorts suddenly lost strength and collapsed without a sound; but because the battle was still raging, their weaknesses were caught by several escorts. Before the bandits could even fall completely, their heads were chopped off.

Little Snake’s method was clever, not biting but merely passing swiftly, releasing threads of poison from its mouth into the noses of the targeted bandits.

In the midst of the yelling and roaring typical of battle, few of the bandits kept their mouths shut and silent.

This led to the sudden and baffling loss of strength of many Black Rock Mountain outlaws, who were then easily cut down by their adversaries.

The escorts, with their level of skill, didn’t realize how effortlessly they were winning, believing they had found the enemy’s weak points, turning the tide of the battle.

This mental boost invigorated them, and they struck quickly, their fighting spirit surging.

In the blink of an eye, three or four dozen Black Rock Mountain bandits lay dead!

It included two out of the three high-ranking fighters from Black Rock Mountain who were battling the head escorts!

The escorts who defeated their opponents immediately aided another, while the other joined forces with Qi Jianyun to double-team Black Blade. Although they hadn’t completely turned their losses around, the situation was no longer one-sided!

Seeing this, Black Blade was naturally astounded; he couldn’t fathom how the tide had turned so quickly and dramatically!

Black Blade, as a Heavenly Level cultivator with the highest combat strength present, had the capacity to monitor the entire battle while fighting Qi Jianyun. Yet in his perspective, the defeat and death of his underlings seemed like an absurd joke: They were clearly about to land the final blows, just one or two more moves and the adversaries’ heads would come off, but inexplicably, suddenly, they stepped forward and their heads were severed as if they purposefully placed their necks under the enemies’ swords and blades!