Every drop of rain on a cold winter night was like an extremely cold needle that fell on one's body, making one feel uncomfortable.
However, for a Houtian ninth stage martial artist like Yan Shisan, the cold could be ignored.
In the southeast region of Fuzhou City, a massacre was almost over.
The Fuwei Bodyguard Agency was covered in blood, and the smell of blood was extremely thick.
Among the corpses, the face of the Qingcheng Sect Master, Yu Canghai, twitched.
He interrogated Lin Zhennan and his wife for a long time, but he did not get any news about the Evil-Warding Sword Manual. In a fit of anger, he directly killed Lin Zhennan and his wife.
After that, he sent the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect to search the entire Fuwei Bodyguard Agency, but they still couldn't find the Evil-Warding Sword Manual.
"Sect Leader, we found Lin Pingzhi. He escaped from the backyard of Fu Wei Bodyguard Agency and our people are chasing him.”At this moment, a disciple of the Qingcheng Monastery came to report.
Yu Canghai's eyes flashed coldly. He didn't waste any time and immediately went after Lin Pingzhi.
Now, the only chance to find the Evil-warding Sword Manual was with Lin Pingzhi.
Yu Canghai could not allow any more mistakes!
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On the streets of Fuzhou, Lin Pingzhi was covered in blood as he ran for his life.
If not for his father, Lin Zhennan, who had hidden him, he would probably have been killed long ago.
However, even if he was still alive.
Could he live forever?
Behind him, the people chasing after him were getting closer and closer.
Seeing that he was at a dead end, Lin Pingzhi's heart was filled with unwillingness.
The future that he had imagined of traveling the world with a sword, exterminating the violent and pacifying the good, was gone.
His family had been destroyed overnight. He did not even have the strength to fight his enemies head-on. In fact, he would not have the chance to take revenge in the future.
Despair was growing.
However, he was still running for his life. As long as he was alive, he would have a chance to take revenge in the future. If he died, he would have nothing!
Revenge was the only thing that kept him running even though he was powerless.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Lin Pingzhi, who was heavily injured and exhausted, tripped and lost his balance, falling to the ground.
The people chasing after him rushed over at an extremely fast speed.
Seeing that these people were about to take Lin Pingzhi away, a figure suddenly flew over.
"Swoosh!"
The sword was unsheathed.
The sword struck out, taking lives!
Blood spurted out, and the three people who were close to Lin Pingzhi fell backward.
Lin Pingzhi propped himself up with difficulty and looked at the person before him. He did not expect Yan Shisan to appear here at this time.
"They are from the Qingcheng Monastery. Don't worry about me.”
Although Lin Pingzhi was extremely eager to live.
However, he felt that Yan Thirteen could not save him.
He deliberately did not call Yan Shisan Brother because he was worried that the Qingcheng Monastery would find out Yan Shisan's identity. After all, Yu Renyan of the Qingcheng Monastery had died under Yan Shisan's sword.
Yan Thirteen looked at Lin Pingzhi and had many thoughts.
Indeed, Lin Pingzhi was really hard to hate before he had experienced layers and layers of deception and schemes.
"You treated me to a meal, and I saved your life.”Yan Thirteen said calmly.
The rest of the Qingcheng Monastery disciples who were chasing after Lin Pingzhi had also rushed up and surrounded Yan Shisan.
"How dare you kill our people? I think you're tired of living!”
"You overestimate yourself. You want to save Lin Pingzhi? Then die together!”
The disciples of the Qingcheng Monastery swarmed forward. There were more than ten of them.
In an instant, he used all his weapons.
Yan Shisan stabbed out with his sword and cut open a dart with a ding. He turned his wrist and changed the stab to a sweep. The sword radiance filled the sky and blocked the attacks.
An invisible killing intent had already spread out from the bone poison of the demonic sword in his hand. The perfected Thirteen Life-Taking Swords was like a sword from hell that only brought death.
In an instant, all the disciples of the Qingcheng Monastery fell to the ground and turned into corpses. Blood flowed out.
Lin Pingzhi had already gotten up. He could not believe Yan Shisan was so powerful.
"Brother Yan, let's go first!" Lin Pingzhi said.
Now was the best chance to escape, since all the pursuers of the Qingcheng Monastery had been dealt with.
Lin Pingzhi had thought about asking Yan Shisan to avenge him, but he did not think that Yan Shisan could defeat Yu Canghai even though he had witnessed Yan Shisan's strength.
Yan Thirteen shook his head.
At this moment, a loud shout came from the dark night sky in the distance."Don't even think about leaving!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, had already arrived in front of Yan Shisan.
Looking at the corpses of the Qingcheng Monastery's disciples scattered around his feet, Yu Canghai could not contain his anger and said,""Lin Pingzhi, tell me the whereabouts of the Lin family's Evil-Warding Sword Manual and I'll spare your lives!”
Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and stared at Yu Canghai with intense hatred. He shouted angrily,"Yu Canghai, I don't even know what the Evil-Warding Sword Manual is!”
"Hmph, you sure have a tough mouth. Since you don't want to say it, I naturally have a way to make you say it.”Yu Canghai snorted and stared at Yan Shisan.""Young man, you meddled in things you shouldn't have and killed people you shouldn't have killed. Today, you must die!”
Yan Shisan said calmly,""Tonight, the Four Crippled Cultivators of Green City said the same thing. However, the ones who died were them.”
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