“It’s you!” Jiang Wuhen swung his sword towards Wei Zhixuan, now able to see his face clearly. He was no stranger to Wei Zhixuan; the two had gone head-to-head against each other during the auction, and Wei Zhixuan had been his biggest competitor.
“Kiddo, if you remember me, then just give up obediently.” Although Su Xiu’er and the rest had escaped, Wei Zhixuan did not panic. It was obvious that Jiang Wuhen was their leader, and capturing him was enough.
Jiang Wuhen watched in relief as Su Xiu’er returned to the sect, then turned around and said to Wei Zhixuan condescendingly, “Trying to steal our treasures? I’m sorry, but they’ve already been taken away.”
“Steal your treasures? Do you think those little trinkets can catch my attention? I just want to visit your Su family’s elders, so kindly lead the way,” Wei Zhixuan said with a pleasant smile.
“The sect gate is over there, you can go by yourself. I won’t be accompanying you as I still have some things to do.” Jiang Wuhen thought about it. Seeing Wei Zhixuan’s calm look, it really seemed like they weren’t after the auction items. Why did they follow them then?
“Hehe, I’m not familiar with your Su family’s elders, and wanted to ask you to introduce me to them.” Wei Zhixuan subtly glanced at his subordinates and they surrounded Jiang Wuhen quietly.
“Sorry, my name is Jiang Wuhen, and I’m not well acquainted with the Su family.” As soon as Jiang Wuhen finished speaking, he rushed out before the group could fully surround him.
Who was Jiang Wuhen? He was the world’s number one con artist who traveled from north to south just to deceive the world! What kind of person hadn’t he seen before? From Wei Zhixuan’s words, he could roughly guess that they wanted to hold him hostage to negotiate terms with the Su family. How could he let them have their way?
“Hmph, you think you can escape?” Wei Zhixuan scoffed as he lunged towards Jiang Wuhen and grabbed him.
Jiang Wuhen did not dare to be careless. From the strength of the move just now, he had already determined Wei Zhixuan’s cultivation, which was either in the intermediate or advanced stage of True Essence. If they both were to fight, Jiang Wuhen would definitely not be his match.
With a twist of his waist, Jiang Wuhen escaped from Wei Zhixuan’s men like a slippery eel. The Clear Wind Sect’s martial arts were well known for their lightness and agility, and the Clear Wind Sword and Clear Wind Steps were both famous in the Sacred Realm of Sects. Jiang Wuhen had deceived the world for so many years, and even if his other skills were not good, his skills of being beaten and escaping were the best. The Clear Wind Steps captured the essence of those.
“Eh…” Wei Zhixuan did not expect that despite the disparity in strength, Jiang Wuhen could escape. He was slightly surprised. As expected of the descendants of the Golden Pill Sect… the Su family’s martial arts were still quite unique.
Wei Zhixuan regarded the Clear Wind Steps as the Su family’s martial arts. He calmed down and attacked Jiang Wuhen again. His subordinates also rushed forward, forming a circle around Jiang Wuhen.
Jiang Wuhen unsheathed his sword and swung it at the middle-aged man opposite him. The sword was light as air and as swift as the wind. Wei Zhixuan was stunned by the amazing sword style, and hurriedly brought his sword up to block the attack. Jiang Wuhen flicked his wrist a little and his sword seemed to come to life. With a slight tremor, it bypassed Wei Zhixuan’s sword and headed for his wrist.
The elder man was shocked. He didn’t expect that Jiang Wuhen would possess such an odd sword skill! If he got stabbed in the wrist, he would be crippled for life. In desperation, Wei Zhixuan abandoned his sword and quickly withdrew.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Wuhen rushed out of the circle of his opponents. However, he had only taken two steps when a sharp noise came from behind him—Wei Zhixuan had made his move. After seeing Jiang Wuhen’s mysterious sword style, he knew he couldn’t hold back.
The situation was critical!
