The brother and sister had killed far too many Imperial Guards.
The Suppression Bureau was already so terrifying, yet they had all Twelve Divisions, nearly thirty thousand men. What a horrifying number that was! There were also the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, as well as the Number One Under Heaven, Iron Guts God-Marquis.
This would be an unprecedented manhunt.
"Who had Cloud Dragon Village ever provoked? They brought this upon themselves!"
"What a fine 'brought this upon themselves'!"
The spring breeze washed away the dust; the clouds parted and the mist dispersed.
A figure strode forward. His eyes were as calm as water as he watched the brother and sister.
"At Seventh Peak, I heard that seventeen women were being held inside, all tortured beyond recognition. Did you not know?"
Jiang Han frowned upon hearing this. Ji Chufeng had indeed gone too far.
"Do you know why we became bandits in the mountains?" Jiang Xingxing showed no concern, merely sneering.
"If Great Shang had given us a way to live, would we have ended up like this? The eunuch faction ran rampant, Imperial Guard dogs roamed unchecked, and they preyed upon the common folk. Did you think you were good people?"
Her gaze was cold and sharp as she stared fixedly at Su Changqing's handsome face.
"Iron Guts God-Marquis raised so many Imperial Guards. Were they good people too?"
"With a world like this, if we had the chance, my brother and I would also trample the martial world beneath our horses' hooves. Who would willingly become mountain bandits?"
Su Changqing chuckled softly, his pale fingers lightly stroking the crimson sash at his waist.
"In this world, nothing can escape reason. Since you two wish to argue, I shall indulge you."
"If you trample the martial world beneath your horses' hooves, how are you any different from the Imperial Guard? If you produce nothing, where do you get money?"
"Rob the rich and aid the poor!" Jiang Xingxing said coldly.
"What a fine 'rob the rich and aid the poor'! Should I join you as well?" Su Changqing asked in surprise.
"Only at the third level of the Xiantian Realm, and you think you're some expert worthy of joining us? Laughable!" Jiang Xingxing sneered arrogantly.
"Little sister..." Jiang Han said after a moment of silence.
His sister's talent for martial cultivation was unparalleled, but she was a little too naive.
Su Changqing was openly mocking them. Robbing the merchants on Cloud Dragon Lake was exactly what they did in the name of robbing the rich and aiding the poor.
Trampling the martial world and becoming mountain bandits were no different at all.
"One is guerrilla warfare, the other is lying in wait at a fixed location. What difference is there?" Su Changqing slowly stepped forward, gently shaking his head.
With every step, he drew one step closer to the brother and sister. Once he was within ten steps, the Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk could easily sever their heads.
The Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk was a treasure that could make Lin Xiangyang and his daughter offer it to the Central King's Consort.
In Qing Jiang of Tianfeng Village's original Life Script, he would dominate Mount Zhenwu for twenty years. His Invisible Silkworm Silk would become renowned throughout the martial world, and he would never suffer defeat.
Within ten steps, at arm's reach, one man could stand against a nation!
"Imperial Guard dog! Of course there's a difference!" Jiang Xingxing snapped.
"What difference?" Su Changqing stepped closer again and said softly, "I fear even the two of you do not know, do you?"
Jiang Xingxing's delicate brows furrowed as she was about to speak again.
"Wait! Stop!"
As Su Changqing drew ever closer to Jiang Xingxing, the ominous feeling in Jiang Han's heart grew stronger.
His expression abruptly changed. He threw himself at Jiang Xingxing, and the two tumbled to the ground, crawling low.
A golden afterimage tore through the sky, severing several large trees at their waists and toppling them to the ground.
Jiang Xingxing's glossy black hair danced through the air, only to be severed from afar. Her long hair became short, and she lay on the ground, shock and fear filling her eyes.
Had Jiang Han not acted, her head would have nearly been cut off.
The two quickly rose to their feet, Spring Embroidered Sabers in hand, their expressions grave as they looked toward Su Changqing.
Su Changqing's concealed weapon was fast and vicious, too fast to see clearly.
They still had no idea what it was.
"Impressive," Su Changqing praised softly.
The Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk could be infused with true qi. Within ten steps, it could cut through anything, but it had one weakness: it could not touch sharp objects.
When a needle met an awl, the only outcome was mutual destruction.
Furthermore, those above the Xiantian Realm could protect themselves with true qi and need not fear being harmed.
"Imperial Guard dog, you truly are shameless!" Jiang Xingxing stared at Su Changqing and said coldly.
"Xingxing, I seem to have heard of this concealed weapon before. The Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk, a supreme concealed weapon of the Tang Sect, was made by raising a thousand golden silkworms to devour one another as gu. It can be infused with true qi and is indestructible. It was once shattered by Invincible Brat on Heavenly Mountain, and it has not appeared in the martial world for many years!"
Jiang Han looked at his sister and spoke softly.
"As long as we keep our sabers in hand or protect ourselves with true qi, that Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk will shatter at once!"
Without true qi infused into it, the Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk was merely ordinary silkworm silk.
Once infused with true qi, it became indestructible and swift as lightning,
but it already contained Su Changqing's true qi. Once it came into contact with more true qi, how could it not shatter?
This was its flaw, but for ambushing and killing, there was nothing better.
Su Changqing had not expected Jiang Han to recognize the origins of the Thousand Year Golden Silkworm Silk.
He hesitated no longer. Frost Snow left its sheath, its Blade Aura splitting the sky. His eyes were cold as lightning as he fixed them on the two.
"Enough nonsense. If you have the nerve, come at me. I, Su Changqing, will take you on!"
The brother and sister attacked together, their minds in perfect accord and their coordination flawless. Though they had fought a fierce battle earlier, they still retained a great deal of true qi.
The Spring Embroidered Sabers in their hands were equally formidable.
"Tyrant Saber, Death God Slash!" Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly as he pointed straight at the brother and sister.
A single slash split the sky.
The Blade Aura was peerless, piercing through the nine heavens.
The brother and sister's eyes narrowed as they joined forces to block it. Su Changqing truly possessed Innate Divine Strength as well. As they pitted strength against one another, neither gained the upper hand.
Waves of force rolled outward, blasting apart the surroundings. Even Cloud Dragon Lake churned with towering blue waves.
Jiang Han and Jiang Xingxing exchanged a glance, then separated and charged again from the left and right.
Su Changqing was only at the third level of the Xiantian Realm. No matter how great his strength, he would eventually be exhausted!
Jiang Xingxing wore red, her short hair falling over her shoulders. Her red lips were alluring, her figure full, and her exposed long legs slender and beautiful.
She raised her leg and kicked, her red robes fluttering, revealing endless charm between her thighs.
Yet this kick was incomparably vicious, aimed straight at Su Changqing's chest.
At the same time, Jiang Han slid in low along the ground, sweeping his saber toward Su Changqing's thigh.
One high and one low, Su Changqing had no room left to evade. He was driven into a desperate situation.
"Commander Su, be careful!" Commander Jin struggled to his feet, his face pale as he shouted.
He had been forced into a desperate situation by exactly this kind of combined attack.
"What have I to fear!"
Su Changqing laughed loudly. The Purple Blood Soft Sword flashed out from his waist and lay across his palm.
A pill shot from his waist, and Su Changqing swallowed it in one gulp.
It was the Beggar Gang's Nine Revolutions Great Returning Pill. It could greatly raise one's cultivation and was also a sacred medicine for healing.
Su Changqing had never taken it before. After today's bloody battle, if not now, then when?
He held the Purple Blood Soft Sword in one hand and the Frost Snow Saber in the other. His lustrous hair cascaded loose, his eyes were indifferent, and his killing intent was as vast as the sea.
The Purple Blood Soft Sword swept downward, crimson as blood, coiling around Jiang Han's Spring Embroidered Saber like a snake.
Jiang Han's expression changed. He tried to pull back his saber, but Su Changqing clenched the Purple Blood Soft Sword. His large hand gleamed gold, brilliant with golden light and filled with overwhelming strength.
He nearly dragged Jiang Han over by force, then lashed out with a kick that struck Jiang Han squarely in the chest.
Jiang Han groaned, coughing blood as he was kicked dozens of meters away. He crashed through several large trees before falling to the ground.
"Big Brother!" Jiang Xingxing's eyes filled with tears as worry rose in her heart. She glared furiously at Su Changqing.
"Imperial Guard dog, I will definitely kill you today!"
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