120: A life-or-death battle

Leaving these words behind, Cang Jiuzhou slowly moved up the hillside.

Others inwardly cursed Cang Jiuzhou for his arrogant words.

They could not help but hope that Yang Yi would teach Cang Jiuzhou a lesson.

That way, the words Cang Jiuzhou had just spoken would be tantamount to slapping his own face.

As Cang Jiuzhou was about to reach the hillside, Yang Yi raised his Qichang Divine Sword again, preparing to unleash the fourth sword strike.

The previous strike had already exhausted him.

At this moment, he could only unleash one more strike, which would also be his final one.

Once this strike was spent, he would have no strength left to resist.

Cang Jiuzhou was the master of the Sect; Yang Yi had no confidence that he could kill him with a single strike.

Even if he could kill him, how could he fight against the others?

Just as Yang Yi was pondering this, two people suddenly darted out from the distant jungle.

It was as if these two had appeared out of thin air; in the blink of an eye, they had already arrived on the hillside.

Their speed was astonishing.

The two of them blocked Cang Jiuzhou's path, one on the left and one on the right.

Both individuals wore veils and were dressed in identical black tight-fitting clothes, making it impossible to see their appearances.

However, one of them wore a tight-fitting outfit that accentuated a slender figure, making it clear at a glance that she was a woman.

Upon seeing that one of them was a woman, Yang Yi thought of the Luoyue Sect.

Because, apart from the people of the Luoyue Sect, Yang Yi did not know any other women.

Moreover, besides them, who else would step in to help in a moment of crisis?

Yang Yi did not recognize the other person.

However, as soon as this person spoke, Yang Yi could tell that it was an old man.

"Cang Jiuzhou, as the dignified master of the Sect, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to bully a junior?"

The old man spoke, his voice like muffled thunder, making one's eardrums ache.

The surrounding trees trembled as a result.

Cang Jiuzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning back and forth over the two people who had suddenly appeared.

A faint smile curled at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes held a trace of surprise.

It seemed he already knew who these two were.

"Listening to you two, it seems you do not want me to engage with Yang Yi."

"However, he killed Wang Xifeng's wife and child. If I do not take action, how can I answer to Wang Xifeng?"

"That is your business; what does it have to do with us?"

"We are determined to protect this person today. If you take action, we will certainly not be polite."

As the old man spoke, he cast a glance at the woman beside him.

The woman approached Yang Yi and grabbed his arm.

Several Elders, disregarding everything else, flew onto the hillside and surrounded Yang Yi and the others.

Other experts swarmed up as well, surrounding the three of them so tightly that not even water could pass through.

The old man stared intently at the group of people before him, showing no fear at all.

He let out a long roar toward the sky, the laughter sounding like a thunderclap, causing people's internal organs to ache and their blood to boil.

Some were already swaying, their faces deathly pale.

Everyone was shocked; who exactly was this masked old man? How could his strength be so great?

A single laugh had left them physically unwell; if they were to fight him, would they be able to gain any advantage?

Many experts felt the urge to retreat, but only the several Elders of the Diancang Sect insisted on staying.

Cang Jiuzhou furrowed his brows and sighed helplessly.

"Since that is the case, then you may leave."

An Elder of the Diancang Sect approached Cang Jiuzhou and questioned him with a cold face.

"What do you mean by this? You are just letting him go like this? Are you not being too overbearing?"

Cang Jiuzhou gave a bitter smile. "I am not bullying you. You saw it just now; we are no match for them."

"If we insist on fighting, it will merely result in the deaths of a few more of our people."

The Diancang Sect Elder stared at Cang Jiuzhou in disbelief, thinking that Cang Jiuzhou had the strength to kill these two people and that he was intentionally letting Yang Yi go.

"With your strength, can you not deal with them? With so many of us, can we not kill them?"

Cang Jiuzhou spread his hands and spoke bluntly. "The old gentleman just now has already demonstrated his strength. You must be clear about how powerful he is."

"Even if we all attack together, we may not be his match. If you don't believe me, you can try."

"Fine, then I will try. Let us all attack together; I do not believe they can defeat us."

After the Elder finished speaking, he picked up his weapon and prepared to strike.

Apart from the other Elders of the Diancang Sect who cooperated with him, everyone else retreated in unison; absolutely no one was willing to make a move.

The several Elders of the Diancang Sect were in a dilemma. If they didn't fight, they would lose face; if they did, they couldn't win.

Just as they hesitated, the old man suddenly attacked. His figure was as fast as lightning; he lunged forward to stand before a Diancang Sect Elder and lightly patted him on the head.

With a soft pop, the Elder's head was instantly shattered.

The other Elders were just about to make a move when the masked old man had already shifted his position and moved in front of another Elder.

This Elder had just raised his hand when the masked old man swung his arm like an iron rod. With a loud bang, it struck the Elder's neck, sending his head flying off, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.

The other Elders did not even have time to attack before they were quickly cut down by the masked old man.

Seeing the several Elders die miserably, the other experts dared not make a move.

Some simply turned and ran, while others lowered their heads, pretending they had seen nothing.

They thought to themselves: "Go quickly, go quickly, I am not stopping you."

Only Cang Jiuzhou was still able to chat and laugh freely.

"Old gentleman, you have great skill. In just a few breaths, you killed several Elders of the Diancang Sect. I admire you immensely. I am no match for you; you may take the people and leave."

"However, leaving the Purple River Valley will likely not be easy. My people from the Opening Heaven Gate will not stop you, but the people from the Diancang Sect will likely not let this rest. You must take care of yourselves."

Leaving these words behind, Cang Jiuzhou took his people and left.

Yang Yi cupped his hands toward the two, said "thank you," and did not ask who they were.

The two did not reveal their names either, and they led Yang Yi toward the outskirts of the Purple River Valley, moving rapidly.

Just as Cang Jiuzhou had said, leaving the Purple River Valley was not easy, because at this moment, the Purple River Valley was filled with experts. Upon seeing Yang Yi, they naturally would not let him go.

They did not know who these two masked individuals beside Yang Yi were, nor did they know their strength, and they assumed they were Yang Yi's accomplices.

After fighting several battles, that group of people finally learned of the strength of the two masked individuals.

For a time, no one dared to pursue them anymore, let alone block their path.

They prepared to take him away from this place.

Below the hillside, the Elders of the Diancang Sect were not having it. Having watched Yang Yi surrounded in this place and seeing him about to be captured, how could they possibly let him get away?