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Cardinal Cheng flew up to her, but he was still as unadorned as ever.

To tell the truth, he hadn't practiced swordsmanship. Even if he wanted to be gorgeous, he couldn't be gorgeous.

Only the moves were direct stabs, oblique slashes, and vertical slashes. If he were to use more moves, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

When Lin Zhi returned, he was even more interested. He held a long spear in his hand like a dragon, and his short halberd was like a sprinting wolf. His long spear looked like it was attached to his body, in short, he commanded it like an arm.

He had used three sword strikes to deal with this man.

There was nothing flashy about it. It all depended on how fast he was, how fierce his sword attack was, and how ruthless his moves were.

The first sword slashed diagonally, and that person dodged to the side, and not only did he dodge, he also slashed with the long blade in his hand, and just as he was about to cut, the Cardinal's movement was like a ghost. After he dodged, the second sword struck out, but the second sword struck diagonally, but the attack was faster and fiercer, and the distance was even closer.

That person had no choice but to use his blade to block the attack. However, his attack was too fast and violent. Even though he managed to block the sword attack, he had suffered a heavy injury and his blade had slipped out of his hand.

The third strike of the Cardinal's sword went straight to the point. A single sword pierced through the throat, and a light flash of blood followed. A bloody wound appeared on his neck.

If one did not look at the wound carefully, it appeared that there was no wound. This strike was a variation of the technique he usually used to kill with the Soul Absorbing Blade. The sword was longer than the blade, but not as fierce as the blade.

However, he still ended him with a single slash.

Cardinal Cheng saw Lin Zhiren fight with that person.

The more Lin Zhi fought back, the fiercer his spear became. When Cardinal saw that his opponent had been defeated, it was only a matter of time.

Thus, Zhu Cheng decided to simply watch from the sidelines. If he killed them all, how would he take revenge? What was Lin Zhixin's purpose in chasing after him?

If that was the case, Lin Zhi would probably be confused.

Sometimes, people do certain things just for peace of mind.

Lin Zhi shouted, "Thunder Break Spear!" This move was formed from the three stages of the move in one breath. The long spear first smashed into the ground, then swept out and stabbed out in a circular motion.

That person was at the end of his road after being hit by this move. But until the last moment, how could he give up? Sometimes, one had to die, and other times, one chose to die.

The man slashed himself, even though he was injured.

The saber was as fast as the wind. As the saber slashed down, the spear that Lin Zhiren had used to retreat actually seemed like it was going to fall back at any moment. A grand saber strike that was incomparably domineering.

The sword was the most righteous weapon out of all the weapons, and the saber only killed the most. Furthermore, the blade technique was unrestrained. All one had to do was to be vicious.

The long spear was famous for its righteousness, killing less than the saber, and being more domineering than the sword.

Lin Zhiren was truly worthy of being a martial arts master. He thrust his long spear forward, and with his other hand, he took out his short halberd to block the blade. However, the short halberd broke and the blade cut his body, causing blood to flow.

After that man's knife attack, he was sent flying three meters away and firmly nailed to the ground. He was as dead as he could be.

With the help of the short halberd, the sabre's aura might be fierce, but the sabre art it possessed was magnificent and domineering. However, he did not let Lin Zhi know that he had been injured.

Lin Zhi sat down cross-legged and began to circulate his Qi.

His hands connected as he sealed his acupoints. Stop the bleeding.

When Cardinal saw this, he channeled a mouthful of true qi towards Lin Zhihui.

Lin Zhiren's face became even redder. As long as he rested for half a month, he would definitely be able to recover to his original state.

Lin knew that he had avenged Old Yu, and his heart was filled with joy. Old Yu, I will not disappoint you.

As he thought about the way he looked at Cardinal Li, his eyes seemed to contain a hint of gratitude.

Lin Zhiren replied, "Thank you, little brother, for your help." Just a moment ago, Lin Zhiren had been focused on battling, but he had not realized that the person opposite him had already been killed by the Cardinal.

He continued, "I, Lin Ming, know that I will definitely repay the kindness that little brother has shown me today."

"It's just a small matter, nothing to worry about. I already had an appointment with the Young Clan Master, so I should help you with it. Moreover, Brother Lin's spear skills are incomparably fierce, I've benefited a great deal from it, ah."

Lin Ming wanted to return the favor, but the Cardinal instead said, "Let's hurry up and go back, lest we fall into someone else's trap of luring us out of the mountain. If we throw our darts there's no use in killing them."

Lin Zhihui suddenly realized something, he slapped his thigh and said, "Right, right, hurry up and go back. Little brother is very meticulous, it's still reasonable for Little Brother to say that."

That was the reason for his hesitation earlier on. If he lost his dart, then what was the point in killing so many people? But then he thought, if I don't help him, Lin Zhi will definitely die.

He immediately flew back.

The darts were still in good condition, but out of the forty to fifty people who had departed, only twenty-one were left. Apart from the five escort teams, most of the dart protection teams had been killed.

Everyone was sitting on the ground, recovering from their injuries.

An expert had died at the young sect master's feet, the one who had been left behind by the female escort and Nie Laihong.

Those who suffered light injuries were all treated with medicine, and those who were severely injured were treated with a knife.

Lin Zhi looked back at the escort and saw that it was fine. He also went to apply medicine to the wound on his blade.

Nie Laihong wasn't hurt, but right now he was in a trance and looked extremely depressed.

Large tears fell.

Even though he had personally killed an expert, he wasn't happy. Even if his martial arts had proved that he wasn't just for show, he still wouldn't be happy in the slightest. Even though he had verified that he was not a complete second generation ancestor and was not a good-for-nothing, he still did not feel any joy.

A lot of people had died today, and these people were together day and night. These people were the future members of the Dragon Gate Security Office. What made him even more sad was that these people died because of him!

He suddenly stood up and knelt on the ground, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry, it's all because of me, it's all because of me! If I wasn't a playboy, Bao Qi wouldn't have betrayed the conspiracy right? If I practiced some martial arts, I could probably save a few more people …"

As he spoke, his tears fell like rain, and he sobbed uncontrollably.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault." He was still muttering to himself.

At this time, Lin Zhi returned, "Nothing, this is all Bao Qi's fault. If it wasn't for this dog thief's conspiracy, and if he didn't betray us, we wouldn't have lost so many brothers! It has nothing to do with the young sect master ah. As long as you are the son of the old sect master, you will have the qualifications to inherit this Dragon Gate Escort Office.

The silent man with the double dart said, "Me too."

The female escort also said, "Me too."

The others all said, "Me too!"

Tears welled up in the young sect master's eyes and he burst into tears.

The Young Sect Master of the Longmen Escort Office? What was the use of this? Would he be able to squander his money when his old man came down?

There were eighteen bodyguards in the escort company, all of whom were his father's sworn brothers. Both supported and trusted each other, which was why the present Longmen Escort Office existed.

But what about himself? Eighteen bodyguards, which one of them didn't look like a straw bag? Which one of them had a bit of trust?

And how many brothers could he entrust? I'm afraid there aren't any.

Bao Qi was just a microcosm of them, and Bao Qi only felt that he was no match for them.

The young clan leader cried out, "I'm sorry! "My apologies to all of my brothers who died today. I hereby swear that if Nie Laihong doesn't die, the Dragon Gate Escort Office will not let go!"

I'm sorry, but every escort in the escort office has to struggle to keep up.

I'm sorry, father of martial arts.

I'm sorry for the twenty years I spent.