Chapter 32 Hypocrite

Qu Qing's head rolled down into the snow, and his angry eyes stared at the head of the three-sword master beside him.

Eye to eye!

Splattered blood flowed all over the ground.

The place fell into dead silence.

The swordsmen who had been fighting hard before stopped and looked horrified.

On the battlefield, it is also important to work hard at one go, not to mention the rough terrain in these rivers and lakes.

The passion and impulse aroused by money were quickly extinguished by the corpses everywhere.

Lin Mang panted slightly, his whole body steaming with heat.

Even with his innate Dzogchen internal strength, he still felt exhausted mentally and physically after repeated battles, and his internal strength was severely depleted.

He exhaled a heavy breath, forming a billowing white mist in the air.

Lin Mang glanced at everyone coldly and said coldly: "Qu Qing is dead, do you still want to resist?"

"Do you want your wife, children, and family to be implicated?"

"Put down your weapon and I will give you a lenient sentence!"

The dull cold shout sounded like a heavy thunder blow, exploding loudly.

"Second uncle!"

Ji Wenyou's eyes were red, and he let out an angry roar, shouting angrily: "Kill him! I will reward him with ten thousand taels!"

His father had been quite strict with him since he was a child, but his second uncle seemed to be reckless, but in fact he was the best to him.

Therefore, the second uncle is equivalent to his second father.

However, several loyal guards around him grabbed him and advised: "Young Master, leave quickly!"

The swordsmen around him looked hesitant and did not dare to step forward.

Lin Mang held the knife and walked towards Ji Wenyou step by step.

With every step forward, the swordsmen took a step back, their expressions becoming more and more frightened.

Everyone was pushing and pushing back, but no one dared to step forward.

The blood on the ground was mixed with the melting snow, and the blood splashed freely when the boots stepped on it.

"call out--"

Suddenly, a crossbow arrow shot out.

"bass!"

Lin Mang slashed down with his sword, sparks flew everywhere, and the crossbow arrows started from the arrowhead, split into two, and flew to both sides.

Ji Wenyou held up the crossbow in his hand and prepared to continue loading arrows. He was dragged back quickly, and several loyal guards came to kill him with knives.

"Quickly, protect the young master and leave!"

"Pfft!"

With a casual slash of the knife, a head rose into the sky, and blood surged like a pillar.

As the few remaining guards died, there was no one around Ji Wenyou.

The splash of blood fell on Ji Wenyou's face, waking him up from his anger, and a trace of fear surged in his heart.

Now he finally understood what his father meant.

Ji Wenyou couldn't stop trembling all over, and roared as if he had exhausted all his strength: "Dad, save—me!"

"Alas..." A soft sigh suddenly came, and the door of the Tiandao Society slowly opened, and a man in blue shirt holding a long sword walked out.

The man's face was slightly pale, giving people a sickly look.

"I've met the sword master!"

All the swordsmen around him raised their hands and saluted.

Ji Changkun ignored everyone, but looked at Lin Mang in the distance, bowed his hands and said respectfully: "I have met Mr. Lin."

Lin Mang said coldly: "You are finally willing to give up!"

The Great Sword Master of the Heavenly Sword Society!

In the Baihu Office, there is information about the Tiandao Society.

The three sword masters of the Heavenly Sword Society are all powerful men in the Xiantian realm, and they are also well-known.

But compared to the reputation of the other two sword masters, this person has always seemed very low-key.

Moreover, there are rumors that Ji Changkun has a chronic illness and has been bedridden.

As if he had caught a savior, Ji Wenyou quickly ran towards Ji Changkun and said loudly: "Dad, save me quickly!"

"He killed his second uncle and his third uncle. You must take revenge..."

Ji Changkun walked over step by step and glanced at him slightly.

"bass!"

Seal the throat with one sword!

Ji Wenyou covered his neck, widened his eyes, stared at Ji Changkun in disbelief, and slowly fell down.

Bang!

His body was smashed heavily into the snow, and the hand covering his neck hung down feebly.

Lin Mang looked stunned.

Everyone around them widened their eyes and trembled all over.

Ji Changkun still looked sick and sick, and there seemed to be no trace of sadness on his face. He weakly raised his hands and said: "Mr. Lin, Quanzi is young and energetic, and he was deceived by the Zhou family, leading to a huge disaster."

"But all the brothers in our Tiandao Association are innocent. I hope Master Lin can show his noble hand and give the brothers a way to survive. From now on, everyone in the Tiandao Association is willing to take Master Lin as the leader."

Lin Mang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him deeply.

Wan Weiwei: "Okay, I can let them go, but you have to commit suicide."

Everyone looked at Ji Changkun subconsciously.

Ji Changkun nodded and raised his sword horizontally.

But the next moment, a trace of gloom appeared on his face, and his figure flickered, approaching like a ghost.

"Buzz!"

The sword trembled, followed by a sharp whistle, like a musical instrument playing, and the air hissed as if countless sword shadows were falling.

Lin Mang smiled coldly, his eyes sarcastic.

Hypocritical guy!

It's just that I want to test how much inner strength I still have left.

I didn’t expect that he could even kill his own son!

It's a pity that the wrong person used this tail-cutting technique to survive!

Lin Mang suddenly stepped out.

The sharp blade tore through the air, and when the swords collided, an extremely crisp sound of gold and iron burst out.

At this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Ji Changkun's face.

Lin Mang suddenly felt a huge palpitation in his heart, stepped forward and quickly retreated.

Almost instantly, Ji Changkun turned his right hand and pulled out a long, narrow knife from the sword body.

A sword within a sword!

In an instant, an icy sword energy burst out from the blade.

"True Qi Realm!"

Lin Mang's expression was stern, and at the critical moment, he swung his sword and slashed it down like a gust of wind and rain.

Ji Changkun's blade brushed against Lin Mang's Xiuchun Saber, and a flash of extremely dazzling sparks burst out, and the cold sword energy came towards him.

The giant golden bell shook violently!

The icy sword energy spattered wantonly and fell like raindrops.

Lin Mang used the force of the counterattack to quickly distance himself.

Ji Changkun coughed lightly, his face full of apology, and he said sincerely:

"Master Lin, I really don't want to be your enemy. Before this, I had actually decided to disband the Tiandao Society."

"There's nothing you can do. You're pushing the brothers too hard. We just want a way to survive."
To be continued...