Death… and me

"Kill Him! Onward!" The three of them yelled out simultaneously as they rushed in with their swords.

Although they barely hesitated, they had provided Meng Chao Ran with sufficient time for his sword aura to gather and reach its peak. At that very moment, the sword aura formed and consolidated itself. The power surged forward like a raging torrent.

From their perspective, this was something that shouldn't have even happened. The last thing they should allow the enemy to do is to gain momentum. Therefore, their original plan was to assault him relentlessly, barely even giving him time to breathe. This was how they had planned to maintain their advantage. However, in the brief moment that they had given their opponent, he had managed to pull together his sword aura. However, the moment that they realized what they had done, they were unexpectedly unregretful!

When facing such a formidable sword aura, it is natural that someone would get injured. However, they had no regrets because they were able to witness this extraordinary state of mind!

Despite their opponent not uttering a single word from start to end, just the sight of his calm demeanor was enough for him to gain their respect!

The three figures rushed towards him as though they were flying!

"Little martial brother!' From a distance, Wu Yun Liang desperately tried running over as his messy hair floated in the wind. The ninth grade Revered Martial Artist and the others who were engaged in combat with him were also having trouble.

Meng Chao Ran didn't move. It was as though he hadn't heard anything at all. At that point, there was a faint smile which was filled with love as he lowered his sword!

The bright light from the swords shone down as though shooting rays of light into the opponent's eyes.

All of a sudden, the four sword lights suddenly clashed against one another and met in the same place!

The atmosphere was filled with extremely bright as the four people's sword touched. It was as though a bomb had exploded and countless of sword light rays flew in all directions!

The cold light shone so brightly that the aggressors who were charging towards him instinctively closed their eyes because their surroundings were simply too bright!

Meng Chao Ran let out a loud roar in pain as he flew back.

In the other direction, there were three people being flung back as well as three screams of pain almost in unison!

The four figures were immediately blown back in the same direction they had come from. At the point where their swords had met, blood had been splattered all over the ground and pieces of flesh began to rain down.

The three individuals now had at least a dozen more sword wounds from that single encounter. After the landed back onto the ground, the very first thing they did was look at Meng Chao Ran.

For some reason, they were genuinely concerned with Meng Chao Ran's expression. They wondered if they were able to make him show some sort of emotion or pain or if he had the time to regain his composure and his facial expression after sustaining such a severe injury.

However, they were disappointed.

Meng Chao Ran's body only trembled slightly and fresh blood from his wounds flowed down. His sword pointed to the ground and blood dripped from his arm to the sword and onto the ground from the tip of his weapon. His face remained the same, with a look of indifference. He slowly eyed the three of his attackers with nothing but coldness and indifference in his gaze.

"How powerful!" An individual from within the group smiled as he said, "We have met countless masters much powerful than you. However, you are the first to have been able to maintain such composure! It would be worthwhile for us to die by your hand!"

"Haha!"

After letting out two laughs, his chest suddenly burst, and blood splattered in all directions. He slowly fell to the ground with a plop and sank into the snow. There was no longer any breath left, but his face still carried a smile.

In that previous move, Meng Chao Ran's sword had pierced him squarely through the chest.

Meng Chao Ran looked at his body with a cool expression. He then raised his sword and said, "Come! Fight! It is only life or death. After all, this is what the path of Jiang Hu is all about. Life and death. To be able to leave with such a smile is also admirable!"

Surprisingly, he continued to face the two remaining enemies as he issued his challenge.

"Little martial brother! Are you okay?" Wu Yun Liang rushed to his side at the speed of flight. This sect master of Beyond the Heavens Sect was panting heavily as he held his sword. His hair was disheveled and his body was covered with scars. Even his face had two cuts.

The seven remaining opponents surrounded the two in the blink of an eye. Everyone was panting heavily.

"I can still breathe." Meng Chao Ran smiled. He looked at Wu Yun Liang and for a brief moment, there seemed to be a small bit of care hidden in his gaze.

Meng Chao Ran's expression could only be changed or affected by people who were close to him. His attitude would remain indifferent and unmoved to everyone else!

Wu Yun Liang continued to pant as he chuckled, "Powerful! Hmmm, if you want to deal with our Beyond the Heavens Sect, you have to be ready to pay a huge price! Haha… cough cough…"

"We are able to pay that price!" The ninth grade Revered Martial Master said as he reached them. He grunted as he tried to suppress the pressure which was in his chest. He sneered, If we are able to make the King of Hell Chu go mad with anger, any price would be worth it!"

"Go crazy?" Meng Chao Ran muttered. Then he said confidently, "My disciple will never go crazy."

"Charge!" That ninth-grade Revered Martial Artist raised his arm, "Don't let this stretch out any longer."

"Cough cough… cough cough…" On the ground, snow suddenly pushed up. Tan Tan just crawled out in a daze. He stood up and looked around.

His eyes went from confused to alert in a moment. It was then followed by grief and anger…

He jumped up, and without saying anything, he pulled out his sword and stood in formation with Meng Chao Ran and Wu Yun Liang.

He was facing the female Revered Martial Artist. As she looked at Tan Tan's strange face and his serious expression, she couldn't help but feel disgusted.

With a loud scream, the battle exploded once again

…

Chu Yang and Gu Du Xing silently snuck back into Beyond the Heavens Sect. Chu Yang was so familiar with the area and the road that even if he were blindfolded, he would still be able to find his way. That was the reason why the both of them were able to enter without anyone else knowing.

After they had moved quickly for a moment, there was a white snow covered mountainous area in front of them. A purple bamboo forest could be seen swaying in the wind.

"This is Purple Bamboo Garden!" Chu Yang cautiously advanced, "It seems that there has been fighting here."

"After them!"

Chu Yang went first as he followed the traces which had been left behind.

Once they were inside Purple Bamboo Forest, signs of battle could be seen every now and then. There were also many places where the heavy snowfall hadn't been able to cover up the traces of blood which were on the ground.

Chu Yang's countenance grew grave.

"The blood over here has yet to freeze." The moment that they had entered Purple Bamboo Forest, Gu Du Xing had checked all of the traces with his hand and as he realized that the blood hasn't frozen over, his spirit rose.

In weather such as this, it meant that the battle had occurred fairly recently. Therefore, there was still hope. The weight which was on Chu Yang's heart seemed to lighten slightly as he immediately rushed in the directions of the traces.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard from in front of them. It seemed that there were other people trying hard to give chase as well. Their heavy panting could be heard clearly.

"What should we do now? Should we join in the fight or return to the sect?"

"Return to the sect? Are you kidding me? This is not over yet."

"It's terrifying!" One person said fearfully, "Who knew that those two people from Beyond the Heavens Sect were so powerful…"

"Let's catch up quickly or that bastard will get angry!"

Killing intent suddenly flashed in Chu Yang's eyes as he quietly got closer to them.

They could only see two people in red trekking in the deep snow and talking to one another as they went along.

"People of Saintly Saber Pavilion." Chu Yang grunted coldly. Dropping his hand, two sword fragments appeared in his hand. Right after, he flicked his wrist, and two flying meteors shot out.

Pop! Pop!

The two of them were so caught by surprise that they let out a loud painful scream as they dropped into a pile of snow. They were so exhausted and therefore didn't detect that they were being followed and about to be ambushed from behind!

Chu Yang's figure flashed and he was immediately there. He grabbed the hair of one person and yanked him up. Between the two, only one was fatally hit, and the other one was gravely injured. He had done this on purpose because he wanted to ask a few questions.

"People of Saintly Saber Pavilion?" Chu Yang asked. However, as he asked the question, it looked as though life was dissipating from that person's eyes. He was now exhaling more than inhaling.

The sword fragment had only hit him on his waist and wasn't supposed to have endangered his life. However, little did Chu Yang know that he was already injured which had been caused by Wu Yun Liang's slash. Therefore, the moment that he received a second slash, he died…

"Bad luck!" Chu Yang tossed his body to the ground.

"There is fighting over there!" Gu Du Xing listened carefully.

"Let's go!"

The two white figures flashed like lightning.

After a distance, there was a strange howling sound from afar. Chu Yang trembled as an odd expression appeared on his face.

There was an odd expression on Gu Du Xing's face as well.

"Wooh… I say, big sister. Don't hit my face…" It was the sound of a male duck getting killed and the angry howling of a wolf, "Such a handsome face like this; doesn't it break your heart to ruin it?"

"It's Tan Tan's voice." Chu Yang said excitedly.

Gu Du Xing's stone-cold face twitched slightly. This guy is really strange. How narcissistic can you be to say something like that especially at the moment when your life is in danger?

The two of them continued to advance carefully. From a distance, they could see a few people who were fighting intensely with three people in the center. Their bodies were ridden with injuries and their situation was incredibly dangerous. It was indeed Wu Yun Liang, Meng Chao Ran, and Tan Tan!

As he looked at the blood which seemed to flow without a sign of stopping, Chu Yang's face immediately convulsed.

Meng Chao Ran and company were being cornered and didn't have the advantage. Therefore, it was possible for them to lose their lives at any given moment!

"Remain calm!" Chu Yang told himself; then he waved his hand to signal Gu Du Xing.

Gu Du Xing silently nodded and slowly bent down his body. Chu Yang sat down and suddenly activated his martial energy. His body glided on the ground. Right at the moment, he moved, Gu Du Xing fiercely pushed both palms against the soles of Chu Yang's feet.

Under normal circumstances, this would have been useless. However, because of the amount of snow on the ground, he was moving as quickly as a bullet as he glided towards the middle of the battle.

His white clothes, hair, and brows made him no different from a pile of snow apart from the fact that he was moving extremely quickly.

The people fighting seemed to hear a faint sound. They paused and turned to look. However, all of them didn't discover a single thing and all they saw was snow.

Even though Meng Chao Ran and Wu Yun Liang were doing their best, they started to feel as though the situation was beyond redemption. They both knew that they were running out of energy and couldn't hold on very much longer.

The only reason their enemies chose not to fight with more aggression was that they wanted to reduce their casualties and any other loses as much as possible.

Regardless, the terrain seemed clear. If there was anyone, they could be easily picked out in a single glance. Moreover, none of the three had the strength to break out of the encirclement that they were trapped in.

Tan Tan roared angrily as he fought with the female Revered Martial Artist. This Revered Martial Artist's martial power was much stronger than his. However, she had already lost seventy percent of her power during her initial encounter with Wu Yun Liang.

In addition, this was high up on the mountain and it was extremely cold. Hence, as a result, her body was not adjusted to the weather and was unable to pin down Tan Tan. What actually drove her mad was that this hideous individual who surprisingly loves his face, he would have chosen for a sword to cut through him than to let his face suffer even a scratch…

"Big sister, I am begging you. You can kill me if you want, but please don't ruin my handsome face…" Tan Tan felt that there was no hope left so decided to beg, "I am still not married…"

The Revered Martial Artist almost fainted from these words.

At that very moment, she suddenly saw an unimaginable scene and could not help but blurt out in shock!

Behind the ninth grade Revered Martial Artist, a pile of white snow suddenly stood up. A sword seemed to appear from the netherworld. It fiercely pierced through the chest of the ninth grade Revered Martial Artist with a thunderous rage…