Chapter 9

Amidst the swirling dust, a large pile of rubble came crashing down. Su Ci quickly covered her head and rolled away to avoid it. The entire weathered cliff collapsed, with large sections of loose rock and soil sliding down like an avalanche, advancing several hundred meters instantly. The people on top couldn’t stand their ground and were pushed deep into the stone forest, rolling and tumbling.

Yang Yanzong somehow managed to turn the entire weathered cliff into a natural pit, which became the most crucial part of his ambush.

The result was very successful.

The weathered cliff, with a drop of sixty to seventy meters, collapsed in an instant, separating Liang Shen, Zhang Mou, and others from the main force.

It was dusk, and as the sun set, the sky quickly darkened. In the dim red twilight, dust flew everywhere, making it hard to see even a few inches ahead, and breathing became difficult.

Su Ci quickly got up, tore off the hem of her clothes to cover her mouth and nose, and hid behind a large rock. She clung to the rock and cautiously peeked out.

At the top of the collapsed, weathered cliff, shouts of battle and weapons clashing could be heard. A fight had already broken out above. It was unclear how Yang Yanzong created such a commotion with just over a hundred people.

Oh, right. There were also hidden agents, like the pockmarked-faced soldier who had previously signaled to Su Ci. It was unknown how many people Yang Yanzong had turned against them.

Due to the heavy dust, Su Ci couldn’t see much, so she focused on her immediate surroundings. She hadn’t forgotten that Liang Shen was just a few steps behind her when the cliff collapsed.

Su Ci had many thoughts, but they were fleeting. She clung to the rock, cautiously peeking out. As soon as she did, she saw Liang Shen!

Liang Shen, dressed in black and wearing soft armor, hadn’t been as prepared as Su Ci when he fell. His head was injured. Zhang Mou was in worse shape, lying motionless beside a large rock. Liang Shen got up, blood streaming down his face, his black armor stained with dust and blood. It was unclear if it was all his blood or mixed with Zhang Mou’s. As Su Ci peeked out, Liang Shen let go of Zhang Mou and jumped up, his face covered in blood, looking fierce.

Liang Shen, not deaf, also heard the battle cries. He drew his long sword with a “clang” and charged upwards!

Seeing this, Su Ci immediately bent down, picked up a rock, and threw it with all her might!

It was unclear where Yang Yanzong was or if he had found them, but Su Ci knew she couldn’t let Liang Shen climb up and take charge.

With a “thud,” the rock landed heavily, but as agile as ever, Liang Shen dodged it and looked over. Su Ci quickly hid behind the large rock, moving to the other side.

Liang Shen didn’t come to kill her. He pushed aside the rock, glanced around fiercely, and then turned to continue climbing. As he did, a hidden arrow shot out with a “whoosh”!

The iron arrow flew with deadly precision, far more lethal than the rock Su Ci had thrown. It aimed straight for Liang Shen’s back. In a flash, Liang Shen twisted and bent backward, narrowly avoiding the arrow, which grazed his back without causing harm. The arrow deeply embedded itself into the large rock where Su Ci had been hiding, its tail vibrating rapidly.

The atmosphere changed instantly, and Su Ci held her breath. Without needing anyone to shout, alarms went off in her head, and she quickly retreated, moving back twenty to thirty meters before stopping.

Sure enough, just as she retreated, there was a “clang” sound of a bowstring being drawn!

While dodging the hidden arrow, Liang Shen was exposed in an open area. Almost simultaneously, a rain of arrows shot out!

There weren’t too many arrows, but each one was powerful. Dozens of arrows covered the area where Liang Shen stood, dense as raindrops, piercing through the dust. The sound of sharp objects slicing through the air and the ominous dark red glow could be heard and seen.

Everything happened in an instant. Su Ci thought Liang Shen would be either dead or severely injured this time, but she was wrong. His resilience and skill far exceeded her expectations.

Amidst the rolling yellow dust, the dense flashes of blades formed a silver flower of knives. In a rapid series of seven or eight clashes, on the brink of death, Liang Shen remained calm. He drew his twin blades, rolled on the ground, leaped up, and used his soft armor belt to catch five or six arrows. He rolled again, and a large, weathered rock blocked his path. In a life-or-death moment, this battlefield killer, known for his immense strength, let out a fierce roar and threw a powerful punch!

With a “boom,” the rock, weathered by thousands of years, shattered into pieces under his punch, turning into fragments.

Su Ci: “!!!”

Liang Shen flipped over and successfully rushed into the bushes and rocks.

Damn, this guy is too formidable!
How can he be killed?
Does the boss have any more tricks up his sleeve?

Liang Shen flipped over in Su Ci’s direction. Su Ci, panicking, quickly crawled and rolled to the other side.

Liang Shen also heard the commotion but couldn’t care less about that wretched woman.

“Is it over?”

The rain of arrows gradually stopped. Liang Shen had trusted subordinates; some stayed above to control the situation, while another group of dozens quickly rushed down, and the sounds of fighting erupted.
In the dust-filled stone forest, visibility was poor, but the rain of arrows slowly ceased. Liang Shen slowly stood up, wiping the blood off half of his face with his hand. His blood-stained eyes looked particularly fierce.

“If it’s over, it’s my turn.” Liang Shen sneered, “I want to see how a crippled man with a useless hand plans to kill me!”

Liang Shen was very skilled at locating sounds. Su Ci wasn’t sure where Yang Yanzong was, but Liang Shen’s bloodshot eyes quickly locked in a direction. He laughed loudly, filled with mockery and a sense of crazed satisfaction. Yang Yanzong’s execution had his instigation. It had to be said that his master greatly feared Yang Yanzong. This surnamed Yang was a sharp blade in the hands of the Sixth Prince!

Although they couldn’t defeat the Sixth Prince as planned, successfully eliminating Yang Yanzong and other key figures of the Sixth Prince’s faction was still a considerable achievement.

What can a general do without his right hand? Just barely survive.

Liang Shen laughed heartily. At this moment, he felt immense satisfaction, like a cat playing with a mouse, savoring the downfall of his old enemy. He held his sword and walked forward step by step. At this moment, a faint “crack” sound came from the front left.

Liang Shen sharply turned his head. “Who’s there?!”

Su Ci: “…”

The weathered rock under her feet couldn’t support her weight. Despite her best efforts to stay silent, a slight “crack” sound was still made.

Su Ci quickly dashed toward where the hidden arrow had been shot!

Oh my!

Her heart was pounding wildly. Behind her were urgent and heavy footsteps, dust swirling around. She tripped and fell to the ground. And then she missed the most spectacular scene of the day!

Yang Yanzong stood beside a massive limestone pillar, with the iron-gray stone wall full of ravines as the backdrop. His dark green robe fluttered, and in the rolling yellow dust, a long silver sword pointed diagonally to the ground. His posture was as straight as an unsheathed sword, unmoving like a mountain, with his sharpness fully revealed. He looked at Liang Shen ten steps away with a cold and indifferent gaze. Like the sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with a cold light, full of killing intent!

“Clang!!”

A short, sharp clash of swords rang out. Yang Yanzong held the sword in his left hand, moving as fast as lightning. The sword light burst forth like white lightning, instantly aiming at three vital points on Liang Shen’s throat, chest, and abdomen!

The green robe flashed, and the sword cried like a howl. Yang Yanzong’s left-hand sword was no less skilled than his right hand, showcasing top-notch martial prowess!

Liang Shen was greatly shocked, but he reacted quickly. He immediately abandoned his plan to deal with Su Ci, retracting his hand that was about to release a hidden weapon, and swiftly retreated!

With a tearing sound, his front lapel was cut open by the sword’s energy. Liang Shen quickly retracted his abdomen, narrowly avoiding injury!

The two soon fought fiercely together. Clang! Clang!

In an instant, they exchanged more than a dozen blows. Everything happened so quickly that Su Ci, who had just been tripped and pressed her hands heavily on the ground, grimaced in pain. She didn’t have time to lift her head before she felt a gust of wind above her and quickly rolled onto the ground. Suddenly, she heard the sound of flesh being cut and footsteps.

Amidst the swirling dust and the sounds of battle, there was a clear “tear” as a sharp blade sliced through a throat with lightning speed. The sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air abruptly stopped, making the moment of the blade entering the flesh particularly clear. The green robe surged, and a sword sealed the throat!

Blood continuously flowed, blurring Liang Shen’s vision and slowing his reaction by a fraction of a second. In a duel between masters, even a moment can decide life and death!

Feeling a chill in his throat, he knew something was wrong. He leaned back with all his might, but the sword blade still cut his throat!

The blade was so sharp and fast that he didn’t even feel the pain for a moment. But a mix of blood and dust entered his throat, making it difficult to breathe. At this moment, someone rushed down—it was A’Kang!

In a life-and-death moment, Liang Shen’s survival instinct kicked in. The blade light surged, and a tremendous force erupted. Liang Shen desperately knocked the long sword out of Yang Yanzong’s hand.

When faced with the threat of death, the potential one can unleash is astonishing.

Liang Shen’s knife handle struck Yang Yanzong’s wrist. With a short, sharp clang, the long sword trembled. Yang Yanzong’s wrist shifted slightly, and although the sword would not be dropped, he let go.

The long sword fell as Liang Shen wished. In that instant, Liang Shen’s eyes sparkled with the light of survival. But in the next moment, Yang Yanzong’s right hand, which had been hanging by his side, moved!

With a swift backhand, he caught the falling long sword. The sword slashed at an incredible angle in a flash, and the sharp blade once again cut through the throat!

Liang Shen clutched his throat with his left hand, four fingers flying off, as the sword sealed his throat.

“You, you, how…?” How could his right hand still be usable?!

It was too fast. The light in Liang Shen’s eyes had not yet faded. He stared in disbelief, eyes wide open, fixed on Yang Yanzong’s right hand holding the sword.

How could his right hand still be usable?!
Impossible!!

Liang Shen’s blood-stained eyes widened, “Huh, huh, huh!” Unwillingly, he fell to the ground with a thud!

A large spray of blood splashed onto Su Ci’s upturned face, hot and fishy, covering her head and face.

Su Ci: “…”

Ugh!

Yang Yanzong quickly killed Liang Shen’s remaining henchmen. The two sides fought with wits and courage, and Yang Yanzong won a great victory in this battle.

Su Ci was stunned, “Oh my, ugh, blah!”

The blood from the throat sprayed on her face, feeling both wet and hot. The sensation was indescribable; the term “hot blood” was no exaggeration!

She wiped her face vigorously, finally managing to open her eyes, only to see Yang Yanzong with a cold, icy smile.

Su Ci’s eyes widened as she watched him raise his hand and decapitate Liang Shen. He did it calmly and unhurriedly; he cut off the entire head.

Su Ci’s teeth ached from the shock. It was too intense, and her heart trembled. She quickly closed her eyes. But they were quite close, and the blood from the neck flowed to her hand. Su Ci quickly jumped up!

“Oh crap!” She grimaced, “Ahhh!” This male lead is definitely not someone an ordinary person can handle!