Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Chapter 445 No More Chances

It turned out that the big knife on Tu Xiaotian's head was falling straight towards him.

If he didn't avoid it in time, he would definitely die by his own sword.

The young master and Zhao Wuji immediately wanted to make a move.

In the eyes of the young master, Tu Xiaotian was considered to have broken a hand.

As long as his reputation as a Kanto hero is still there, he has enough value to be used.

So he and Zhao Wou-ki are about to make a move in a hurry.

But Lei Mantang and Long Guang are faster.

Long Guang stepped on Lei Mantang's shoulder.

The whole person directly rushed towards the big knife above Tu Xiaotian's head.

The short thorn in his hand has already been shot.

Just knock the big knife away.

Tu Xiaotian will survive.

There was a trace of coldness in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

He just wanted Tu Xiaotian to die by his sword.

You still want to make trouble?

He holds the scabbard of Leng Yue Ghost Knife.

Just threw it out.

Originally, Long Guang only saw the big knife on Tu Xiaotian's head.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi throwing out the scabbard, Lei Mantang immediately reminded him.

"Brother Long, be careful!"

Long Guang got a reminder from Lei Mantang, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He looked towards Lin Pingzhi.

He saw a black scabbard directly hitting him.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't get up.

"boom!"

Long Guang was directly hit by Lin Pingzhi's scabbard.

When the scabbard bounced back, Lin Ping jumped to catch the scabbard again.

Taking advantage of the trend, he stepped a little bit, and Lingbo used it with small steps.

Leng Yue Ghost Saber swept across, forcing the young master and Zhao Wuji back.

The folding fan in the young master's hand was directly cut off by Lin Pingzhi.

Even the shirt on his chest was torn.

The tube top wrapped in white cloth was exposed.

The young master and Zhao Wuji who were forced to retreat had no choice.

He could only watch helplessly as Tu Xiaotian died under his knife.

"Crack!"

The big knife was inserted directly along Tu Xiaotian's back.

Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Lin Pingzhi with fear.

"You, you, you..." He pointed at Lin Pingzhi with his other intact finger.

Want to speak, but can't speak anymore.

Unwilling, Tu Xiaotian fell to the ground and died.

The young master didn't care about leaving himself alone at this time, his face turned black with anger.

Zhao Wou-ki's face also turned into a liver color.

He and the young master have cooperated for so long in the arena.

Forcing countless people to join the Doll Villa.

But in less than half a year now, he missed twice in a row.

All this made him a little unacceptable.

"Young master, don't worry about it, just kill him!" Zhao Wuji asked for instructions.

The little boy nodded heavily.

"Let's go together." He spit out three words.

Long Guang, who was hit by the scabbard earlier, also stood forward with Lei Mantang.

Although his teeth were smashed out, he couldn't care about anything else at this moment.

Lin Pingzhi held the knife and looked at the four of them coldly.

"Come."

At this moment, he was full of pride.

The four people in front of them, except for the young master, are all well-known people in the Jianghu.

"drink!"

The young master took the lead. He took out a dagger from behind and stabbed directly at Lin Pingzhi's chest.

"Humph!"

Lin Pingzhi let out a soft drink, and the Lengyue Ghost Saber in his hand was like a ghost.

"Shhhhh!"

When Lin Pingzhi stopped.

The little boy's hands had turned into bones.

All the flesh in his hand was cut off by Lin Pingzhi.

This is what Lin Pingzhi learned from the method of chopping wood and knives.

The chopping knife method is powerful, and every knife is done with all its strength.

But on the contrary, Pao Ding's knife skills are full of ingenuity.

They were all back-cooking knife techniques, so Lin Pingzhi changed the strength of the chopping knife technique.

Impressively, the method of chopping wood and knives is like a butcher cutting an ox.

At this moment, the young master is that cow!

"what!"

The little boy let out a terrible howl.

His lips were trembling constantly.

The severe pain made him pale, and he couldn't say anything.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were fixed, the young master was seriously injured, the young master would definitely blame him that day.

He was full of hatred towards Lin Pingzhi.

"Chonglou! Suffer death!"

Zhao Wou-ki displayed his innate Wuji swordsmanship, continuously stabbing at Lin Pingzhi.

In Lin Pingzhi's hand, the Lengyue Ghost Saber blocked left and right.

Lei Mantang and Long Guang looked at each other and nodded.

The little boy's arm turned into a bone, and Tiangong will definitely not spare them.

For the current plan, we can only kill the Chonglou in front of him, so maybe Master Tian will show mercy!

"on!"

Long Guang and Lei Mantang also rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at them lightly.

"Roar!"

While blocking Zhao Wuji's Xiantian Wuji swordsmanship with the Lengyue Ghost Saber, a strike of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms blasted towards Lei Mantang and Long Guang.

Long Guang and Lei Mantang looked shocked, and hurriedly avoided.

But Lin Pingzhi's palm strength was too fast.

At their speed, it's not enough!

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Lei Mantang and Long Guang flew backwards.

He fell beside the little boy.

Seeing this sign, Zhao Wuji was startled.

"Damn it!" he growled.

The sword technique in the hand becomes faster.

"Ah!"

Lin Pingzhi smiled lightly.

Among the six of them, Zhao Wuji's martial arts is indeed the highest.

But so what?

As long as his mind is disturbed, he must die.

In Lin Pingzhi's hands, Leng Yue Ghost Knife turned defense into offense.

The eight-door golden lock knife is faster and more powerful than the other.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed.

"how come!"

He gave a sound of surprise.

But with this sentence, Lin Pingzhi seized the opportunity.

"Crack!"

Lin Pingzhi's Lengyue Ghost Saber flashed coldly, and Zhao Wuji's arm was directly cut off by Lin Pingzhi.

Zhao Wou-ki stepped a little, and hurriedly wanted to back away.

But why did Lin Pingzhi make him retreat?

Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he followed.

Zhao Wou-ki endured the pain and swung his remaining left hand.

A row of darts shot towards Lin Pingzhi.

"Clang clang clang!"

Lin Pingzhi's Leng Yue Ghost Knife directly gathered Zao Wou-ki's darts together.

"go with!"

The darts gathered together and shot directly towards Zhao Wuji's face.

"what!"

Zhao Wuji turned pale with shock.

Fear flashed in his eyes.

"Kakkaka!"

The dart hit him directly in the face.

Zao Wou-ki's body fell directly to the back.

His face was full of darts, beyond recognition.

There are six people in Doll Villa, and three of them are dead.

Only the young master, Lei Mantang and Long Guang remained alive.

The three of them looked at Lin Pingzhi with horror in their hearts.

At this time, they realized that Qiao Feng definitely did not survive Mo Zunlou in Juxian Village!

Lin Pingzhi walked up to Long Guang first.

Long Guang clutched his chest, with a look of pleading in his eyes.

"beg……"

But he had only uttered a single word before Lin Ping cut off his head with a knife.

"Brother Long!"

With pain in his eyes, Lei Mantang yelled out loud.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi fiercely, touched the weapon beside him, and stabbed at Lin Pingzhi directly.

Lin Pingzhi casually kicked the weapon away from Lei Mantang's hand.

There was a "click".

Lei Mantang also fell to the ground.

The little boy propped himself on the ground with his good hand and kept backing away.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Don't, don't kill me." He shook his head and pleaded.

But Lin Pingzhi would not give another chance.

This is the second time.

This time, she must die!

The moment Lin Pingzhi raised the Lengyue Ghost Saber, a roar came.

"How dare you build a heavy building!"

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