Chapter 60

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The brothers of the Zhu family were fellow travelers they had met along the way, former companions who had suddenly turned against them and abducted Hu Yan's sister.

Hu Yan was stunned for a moment, still unable to believe it: "Brothers, what do you want?"

Zhu Fang had already landed with Hu Shuang, not allowing her to struggle. He slapped her, and she fainted. He held the woman in his arms and laughed, "Big brother, this woman is mine, hahaha!"

Hu Yan's eyes widened in anger: "Let go..."

He took out a talisman and was about to rush over, but saw Zhu You blocking his way, summoning sword light to swirl in front of him, clearly prepared. He was forced to stop, his face red with anger: "Brother Zhu! I have done nothing to offend you, why do you bully me? Please let your brother release my sister, I beg you..."

In a one-on-one fight, he was no match. Against two, he had even less chance of winning. Now, suddenly humiliated, he could only beg for mercy. And since the other side was prepared, they would not show mercy.

Zhu You drove the sword light, swaggering forward without even looking at Hu Yan, instead boldly surveying the people of the Jiao family, and said smugly, "Six black bee stingers, plus two women, tonight's harvest is quite good!"

Jiao Baor stood in front of the carriage, too frightened to move, her small face pale in the night.

Jiao Lao's expression was grim, and he gently waved his hand. Ye Tielong and Fu Qi approached, tightly surrounding Jiao Baor. As if he had already foreseen the outcome, he sighed heavily, turned around, grabbed his sword, and prepared to die.

Zhu Fang, holding the woman in his arms, could no longer contain himself, tearing at her with his hands and biting her.

"Beast! Stop it..."

Hu Yan, unable to do anything, secretly regretted it. Suddenly seeing his sister being humiliated, he roared and pinched the spell formula, summoning the talisman and rushing over without a second thought. "Bang!" The sword light flashed, the talisman shattered, his protective magic broke, and he groaned as he was thrown back, landing beside the carriage, spitting blood, and struggling to get up, his eyes red with anger: "Beast, I'll fight you to the death!"

Zhu You casually pointed, and the sword light flickered and turned back. He smiled coldly, "Haha! You are only at the second or third level, what can you fight me with?"

Hu Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he jumped up to rush over again.

Jiao Lao, unable to bear it, stepped forward to stop him: "Master Hu, it's all our fault..."

Hu Yan was usually a gentle and yielding person, but now he was like a madman, waving his hands and shouting, "Get out of the way, this has nothing to do with you..." Suddenly, he felt a light tap on his shoulder and, without thinking, turned and pushed. His hand landed on something soft, and a face as white as the moon turned red, her eyes like water, but still concerned: "If anything happens to Brother Hu, who will save your sister? Calm down!"

It was Jiao Baor. Before she could finish speaking, she stepped back, blushing.

Hu Yan was slightly stunned, seemingly regaining his senses. But when he turned and saw his sister's dress half-lifted by Zhu Fang, he became furious again, growling, "Better to die than be humiliated..."

He could not bear to see his sister humiliated; he really did not want to live anymore!

Zhu You sneered, "In consideration of our fellow travelers, I'll send you off first!"

With a point of his finger, the sword light hung high, exuding a deadly aura.

Jiao Lao no longer stopped Hu Yan but turned to look at the others, with a sense of guilt and apology, bowing deeply to Jiao Baor. She understood, her face sad, and returned the bow. He straightened up, sword in hand, and said solemnly, "This is a battle to the death!"

The men from the tribe were indeed fierce, but against two ruthless cultivators, they had no chance of fighting back. If they did not want to be humiliated, they could only fight to the death.

"To the death!"

The others responded, ready to die. Only Ye Tielong remained silent, his hands trembling as he held his sword.

Hu Yan took out his last few talismans and threw them at Zhu You. With his magic, a series of fireballs rushed over. Just as he was about to rush to Zhu Fang to save his sister, a loud explosion echoed. A fierce sword light shot out from the rolling flames. He could not dodge, and his expression was one of despair.

"Boom—"

At the critical moment, another deafening explosion. The fierce sword light was deflected; then a strange black light appeared and disappeared.

Zhu You, caught off guard, hurriedly summoned the sword light to protect himself and retreated a few steps, his face twisted in a fierce expression. His brother, Zhu Fang, also stopped his advances and focused.

Hu Yan escaped a disaster, greatly surprised. He stood there, along with the others, and turned to look.

There was another powerful cultivator hiding here. Who was he?

At the same time, someone sighed, "The world is deteriorating, human nature is lost, good people suffer, and villains run rampant..."

Under the moonlight, on the hillside, a figure swayed and walked over. After a few steps, he sighed again at the remains in the nearby grass: "Ah, poor little girl, your fate is tragic, perhaps it is destiny, or perhaps it is human error! I have failed you..." He bowed slightly and continued walking.

Jiao Lao and the others looked at each other, their expressions strange.

Hu Yan could hardly believe it, shaking his head. He recognized the person but did not want to pay attention. The person now looked more pleasant, but was still just an ordinary man. Perhaps the real expert was someone else.

Zhu You, however, was on high alert, asking, "What is your name, fellow traveler, and what did you mean by that?"

"Ha, I am Wujiao, just a few random thoughts, no need to take it seriously!"

When Wujiao appeared, he seemed cold and eerie, but as he walked down the hill, he smiled easily. He surveyed the chaos around him, his eyes passing over everyone, and walked toward Zhu You, saying, "Brother Zhu, you have a good mind and good skills. Those two siblings got what they deserved, didn't they?"

"Stop!"

Zhu You did not allow the person to get closer, summoning the sword light to swirl: "Why did you hide your cultivation, and why are you opposing my brother and me?"

Wujiao walked to about ten feet away and stopped, hands behind his back, looking around casually: "I am just a scholar, a proper gentleman, how could I hide my cultivation..."

At the foot of the hill, old trees and a dry well, the moon and the breeze, a place that was once a good resting spot, now reeked of blood and chaos. The Jiao family was anxious, the Hu siblings' fate uncertain, and the Zhu brothers were rampant, making the quiet night filled with madness and unknown variables.

Wujiao, turning to Hu Yan and Jiao Lao, smiled and said, "What kind of person I am, the people here can be witnesses!"

Zhu You looked at the young man nearby, did not continue to press, but warned, "Let's leave each other a way out, and not interfere in each other's affairs. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!" He could not see the other's cultivation, so he was cautious, but confident that with his brother's help, he would not be at a disadvantage, and his words became less restrained.

"Um, that makes sense!"

Wujiao casually agreed, then turned to Hu Yan and asked, "Brother Hu, how do these two's cultivation and realms compare to yours? Can you give me some pointers?"

Hu Yan, covered in blood, looked around, always mindful of his sister's safety. Seeing that Zhu Fang was no longer being aggressive, he was slightly relieved but also disappointed, and replied, "Those two are at the fifth and seventh levels, respectively, high-level feathered cultivators. It seems Brother Wu really doesn't understand this, sigh..."

He looked down on Wujiao but still held out hope. In a dangerous situation, he needed help from an expert. Hearing the question, he became discouraged. A person who couldn't even see cultivation, could he be an expert?

Wujiao nodded, muttering to himself, "From now on, I should have a better understanding!"

Zhu You, growing impatient, interrupted, "What do you mean..."

Wujiao turned around, baring his teeth in a smile, "I was afraid I couldn't beat you, so I asked... " He did not give the other time to react, suddenly raised his eyebrows, rose from the ground, and grabbed a black sword light, gripping it tightly and slashing down.

"Boom—"

Zhu You was terrified, hurriedly summoning his flying sword to block. The explosion echoed, the flying sword shattered, and a strange and fierce black sword light shot toward him. Before he could dodge, he was split in two by the black lightning, not even having time to scream.

Wujiao hovered a few feet in the air, slowly descending, the wind swirling around him, his clothes and sleeves flapping. An indescribable aura radiated from him. The black sword, floating in the air, emitted black light and coldness, like a venomous snake in the night, ready to strike. He did not stop, but stepped forward, rising again, and shot like a black arrow toward Zhu Fang, who was about ten feet away.

Zhu Fang was waiting for Zhu You to deal with the opponent so he could enjoy the night's spoils. But unexpected events occurred, and he was startled. Fortunately, he was prepared, quickly letting go of the woman, taking out a talisman, and slapping it on himself, turning into a stream of light and fleeing.

Wujiao's attack was fierce, but he missed. He caught the unconscious Hu Shuang with one arm, looked up, and was surprised.

The guy had ordinary cultivation but escaped very quickly. It must be a talisman technique, perhaps an escape talisman?

He did not chase, but lightly tapped his foot, turned, and floated back, gently placing the woman down, then waved his sleeve, and the sword light disappeared, the aura fading. He took a few steps and continued, "I have killed feathered cultivators at the seventh or eighth level, but I can't determine the cultivation of those two..."

The rise and fall of the events happened in the blink of an eye. The sudden appearance and departure had already taken lives.

The surroundings were silent, only the bloody wind wandering in the night.

The heavy breathing of Ye Tielong, Fu Qi, and others, and the low whinnying of the horse, seemed distant, so distant that they were almost unnoticed.

Wujiao muttered to himself, then turned to Hu Yan and said, "Brother, don't just stand there, go save your sister, I don't know the powers of cultivators..."

Hu Yan seemed to be frozen, standing there for a while before finally coming to his senses. He staggered over to his sister, about to thank him, but his expression changed, and he hesitated.

Killing high-level feathered cultivators, with unfathomable cultivation, but pretending to be an ordinary man, and claiming to not know powers.

What more could he want?

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