Under the crescent moon, the three people of the Lin family rode on their horses and galloped along the wilderness path. The frequency of the whip hitting the horses was rapid, making the three of them seem flustered and uneasy.
The experienced Lin Zhennan had long noticed the abnormality in the inn. The martial artists in the lobby were not good people. Combined with the calamity that the Lin family had encountered a few days ago, it was not difficult to guess the true intentions of these people.
Especially after Ling Yun said those words, Lin Zhennan was afraid of entering the tiger's den. He didn't dare to stay and hurriedly left the inn.
" Child, behind you!"
Whoosh!
A silver light flashed. Lady Wang took out a piece of silver and flicked it out. The silver light flew past Lin Pingzhi's face, scaring him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat. Instinctively, he pulled the reins, and the horse quickly stopped.
When Lin Zhennan heard his wife's shout, he also stopped his horse and quickly flew up. The three-foot-long sword was pulled out with a 'clang', and he turned around to stand on Lin Pingzhi's horse.
Three feet behind Lin Pingzhi, two figures swayed like ghosts. Their black eyes were ferocious. One of them was fat and covered with a black scarf, holding a fine copper gilded broadsword. The other was of medium build, covered with a black scarf, holding a silver longsword.
"Hmph, you little scoundrel, quickly retreat!”
Lin Zhennan had learned the Seventy-Two Evil-Warding Sword Manual. His swordsmanship was exquisite, and he relied on this swordsmanship to make a name for himself in the pugilistic world. However, the words of praise at this moment did not make Lin Zhennan feel proud, but bitter.
The Lin family was famous for the Seventy-Two Evil-Warding Sword Manual, but they also suffered a calamity because of it. How ironic.
The two people in front of him weren't easy to deal with either. Looking at their ingenious movement techniques, they easily avoided his sword shadow attack. They must have exquisite qinggong. Tonight was really a disaster.
Lin Pingzhi noticed that someone behind him was about to get off the horse, but Lin Zhennan shouted,"Child, follow your mother and leave immediately. The further you go, the better. Leave this to your father.”
When he thought of this, Lin Zhennan waved his long sword and waved his sleeve. He said sarcastically,"Why are you all so secretive? You must have come for my Seventy-Two Evil-Warding Sword Manual. Since your wild ambitions have been exposed, why hide your faces? Why? Afraid that others would find out after he succeeded? Humph!"
"Chief Escort Lin, you don't have to say such words to sow discord. The Lin family doesn't have the ability to keep a divine technique like the Seventy-Two Evil-Warding Sword Manual, so let us keep it. As for who would get it in the end, that was not for Chief Escort Lin to consider. Chief Escort Lin, be quick and hand over the item to avoid any unexpected trouble.”
Lin Zhennan was anxious. There were more than twenty people here, and two of them were difficult for him to fight against. If they were to fight, he would definitely be defeated within dozens of rounds. At that time, not only would the entire Lin family die, but even the Seventy-two Evil-Warding Sword Manual might also be taken away. Then, he would be ashamed of his ancestors when he went underground.
While he was panicking, the twenty over people had already closed in step by step, gathering the three of them together.
Lin Pingzhi was so scared that his body was trembling, and his legs were weak.
In the past, when he was in the Lin family's mansion, he had compared himself to many bodyguards and was quite confident in his own strength. However, he had lost his confidence when facing these heroes of the pugilistic world. Thinking that he might die, he clenched his sleeves and felt anxious.
Just as the three of them were panicking like ants on a hot pan, another familiar voice sounded.
"It's you?"
Lin Zhennan's expression changed. The person who had appeared was Huangfu Lingyun, who had asked him to hand over the Seventy-Two Evil-Warding Sword Manual in the inn's lobby!
"And who are you?"
The fat man swung the saber in his hand and instantly smashed a small pit in the ground. His entire body emitted a fierce aura as he glared angrily.
"Do you have any objections?"
Ling Yun glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as his eyes revealed a profound look.
The burly man was furious when he heard that. He raised the fine gold-plated copper saber in his hand and was about to rush over.
The burly man stopped in his tracks. His body was slightly hunched, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was no longer breathing.
The expressions of the masked men around them changed drastically. A few of them were about to rush out, but the person with the silver longsword said,"Humph, Chi Xiao doesn't come out. As soon as Chi Xiao appeared, blood splattered three feet. What a good Xue Junzi. I will remember what happened today! Let's go!"
Immediately, a few people followed him and left in a hurry. Their footsteps were hurried and flustered.
The others looked at each other. Xue Junzi? It was actually Xue Junzi?
In the blink of an eye, all the masked men retreated. As for the three people from the Lin family, their faces were pale. Their expressions were even uglier than when they encountered the 20 or so people.
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