Martial Saint with Passives

Chapter 123: Chapter 92: One-Slash Kill

But Ma Chuan was at the Mid Stage of the Iron Skin Realm!

If the two of them actually fought, Jiang Che would undoubtedly be at a huge disadvantage.

As the one in charge, and as Jiang Che’s friend, he certainly couldn’t let that happen!

Zhang Xiong then called over a few other guards to help move the Black-toothed Pig’s carcass.

Jiang Che sighed. ’For Zhang Xiong’s sake, I’ll let him off the hook this time,’ he thought.

After the minor incident, the group continued on their journey.

However, they hadn’t gone far before they suddenly spotted two people standing in the middle of the road ahead.

They were too far away to make out their features.

All they could see was that the figures were dressed as farmers.

The one on the left was tall and thin, holding a hoe.

The one on the right was short and stout, holding a Nail Rake.

"Why are two farmers blocking the road? Go see what’s going on." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Zhang Xiong instructed a guard.

"Yes, Young Master."

The guard was about to head over but was pulled back by Jiang Che.

"Something’s wrong. Don’t go over there yet," Jiang Che said, frowning.

The Omen had triggered.

His Omen could now show him blurry images.

If that guard went over, he would be killed in an instant!

The guard hesitated and looked back at Zhang Xiong.

Zhang Xiong was also puzzled. Why was Jiang Che so worried about two farmers?

He glanced over at Ma Chuan, only to find that he also wore a grave expression!

’Could it be...?!’

Zhang Xiong immediately realized something was amiss. These two had to be masters!

The two figures slowly started walking toward them.

As they drew near, the group could finally sense the immense and powerful Qi Blood emanating from the two of them!

’This Qi Blood... They’re both masters at the Mid Stage of the Iron Skin Realm!’ Zhang Xiong was inwardly shocked.

"It’s the Corpse Field Double Farmers!" Ma Chuan said grimly.

"It’s the Corpse Field Double Farmers!" Zhang Xiong exclaimed in shock.

"Who are the Corpse Field Double Farmers?" Jiang Che asked, curious.

"They’re two infamous bandits with incredible Martial Arts. They enjoy killing people and using their corpses as fertilizer for their fields! It’s said they’ve killed hundreds! They used to be well-known here in Lin Yuan City, but they suddenly vanished ten years ago. I only heard about them from my father. I can’t believe we’ve run into them here!" Zhang Xiong explained quickly.

Jiang Che nodded. ’Since they’re the type to commit every evil imaginable, I’ll just kill them in a bit,’ he thought.

"I’m surprised someone still remembers us two brothers!" the short, stout man laughed.

Ma Chuan cupped his fist and said,

"Greetings, esteemed masters! We are merely passing through. I’m not sure how we might have offended you. If you have instructions for us, or if there’s something you require, please just say the word! We will offer up anything within our power! We ask that you be merciful and let us pass."

"Hah, instructions? My instruction is that not only are you leaving the goods, but you’re all going to die here," the tall, thin man said flatly.

Hearing this, the faces of everyone present changed dramatically!

Ma Chuan’s voice grew strained.

"Esteemed masters! If it’s money you need, we can go back and get it! Name your price! Can we please discuss this further?"

Though he was at the Mid Stage of the Iron Skin Realm, his cultivation had been artificially boosted with supplements. He was fine when it came to bullying those in lower Realms...

...but against ruthless men who had clawed their way out of a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea, he was completely out of his league!

"You still don’t get it..." The short, stout man shook his head. "Someone made us an offer we couldn’t refuse to take your lives. And it’s an offer money can’t buy."

Realizing there was no peaceful way out, Ma Chuan turned to Zhang Xiong in a panic.

"Who in the world did you offend?! To have the Corpse Field Double Farmers hired to kill you! Now we’re both going to die here!"

"I don’t know... I don’t know!" Zhang Xiong stammered.

The previous attacks had just been roving bandits. Although there had been some losses, they were all within an acceptable range.

They had investigated afterward and suspected that other pharmacies might have bribed bandits to target them.

That was why they had hired a master from the Iron Skin Realm like Ma Chuan for this trip.

They just never expected to run into such vicious men!

Suddenly, Ma Chuan leaped off his horse, smacking its rump with his palm.

The startled horse bolted forward!

At the same time, Ma Chuan used his Qinggong with all his might, instantly fleeing in the opposite direction!

Everyone was stunned. Ma Chuan had actually abandoned them and fled by himself!

But just as Ma Chuan was about to get away, a Nail Rake came swinging down at his head!

Terrified out of his wits, he hastily stopped in his tracks, barely managing to dodge.

The short, stout man was already standing in front of him, blocking his path!

’Such a fast Body Technique!’

Ma Chuan was shocked and had no choice but to retreat.

"Heh heh, don’t even think about running. Not a single one of you will escape," the short, stout man said with a smile, his small eyes narrowed to slits.

"Jiang Che, I’m sorry. I’ve dragged you into this," Zhang Xiong said to Jiang Che with a bitter smile.

"Dragged me into what? It’s not like I’m going to die," Jiang Che replied with a smile.

"Is someone coming to rescue us?" Hearing Jiang Che’s words, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Zhang Xiong’s heart.

"Nope," Jiang Che said, shaking his head.

"You still have the heart to joke at a time like this."

The glimmer of hope Zhang Xiong had just felt was instantly extinguished. He shook his head with a wry smile, assuming Jiang Che was just trying to lighten the mood.

Jiang Che said nothing, simply walking straight toward the short, stout man.

"Jiang Che? What are you doing?" Zhang Xiong asked, confused.

"I’ll be borrowing your blade," Jiang Che said suddenly as he walked past Ma Chuan.

"Huh?" Ma Chuan glanced down, only to see that the blade at his waist was gone!

He looked up again and saw the blade was already in Jiang Che’s hand!

’When did he draw it?’

Ma Chuan was stunned. The movement had been so fast he hadn’t even had time to react!

Jiang Che held the blade. It felt weightless in his hand, and he wasn’t quite used to it.