Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi nodded.

All three of them have their own Nine Yin Scriptures on them.

Although it is not as good as the Nine Suns Divine Art that can raise the body temperature, it can still resist ordinary minor illnesses and pains.

"Okay, let's go!" Lin Pingzhi shouted.

Lin Pingzhi led Xiao Wu and the others along the horse's hoof prints.

"who!"

Suddenly someone jumped out and blocked Lin Pingzhi's way.

Looking at their attire, Lin Pingzhi knew they were from Xixia Yipintang.

"Come here quickly! There are still people here!" The person from Xixia Yipintang immediately shouted.

In just a few breaths of time, more than a dozen warriors from Xixia Yipintang surrounded Lin Pingzhi and the others.

Lin Pingzhi didn't worry about them using the sad breeze on rainy days.

The sad crisp breeze is spread by air.

Under this moist air, the gas of the sad crisp breeze cannot spread in the air at all.

Yilin and the others will naturally not be poisoned.

"Did you see a man and a woman leaving on horseback?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's question, the Xixia Yipintang warrior at the front, his eyes lit up.

"You are their accomplices!" he cried.

The endless joy was shouted in the words.

For them, being able to capture the man and three women in front of them is also a great achievement.

At that time, General Helian Iron Tree will definitely reward him generously.

"Where did they go?" Lin Pingzhi looked at him and asked.

From his words, Lin Pingzhi knew that they should be part of the people who pursued Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan.

"Arrest them!" The man ignored Lin Pingzhi's question.

Following his order, more than a dozen warriors from Xixia Yipintang immediately rushed towards Lin Pingzhi and the others.

"Kill!" Lin Pingzhi shouted.

With a sound of "clang", Lin Pingzhi directly pulled out the Weeping Blood Sword.

Yilin and Xiaowu also started to fight back one after another.

With one strike of Lin Ping's sword, one person's head was cut off.

The person who gave the order earlier was startled, and he directly slashed at Lin Pingzhi with the knife in his hand.

Lin Pingzhi dodged for a while, and slapped him with his scabbard.

The knife in his hand was directly hit to the ground by this slap.

Lin Pingzhi slapped it with the hilt of his sword, and he knelt directly on the ground.

He wanted to pick up the knife on the ground and chop Lin Pingzhi back again.

But Lin Ping stepped on his hand.

Lin Pingzhi used his internal strength for this kick.

His palm was crushed directly.

"what!"

A cry of pain sounded.

Lin Pingzhi put the sword on his jaw.

At this time, Yilin and the other three also killed the other dozen or so people in Xixia Yipin Hall.

They came to Lin Pingzhi's side.

"Brother, everything is resolved." Yilin said.

"Are you all okay?" Lin Pingzhi glanced at them and asked.

"Master, don't worry, we're fine." Wan Yanping replied.

Lin Pingzhi nodded, and he looked at the warrior of Xixia Yipintang whom he had captured alive.

"I'll ask you an answer." Lin Pingzhi said, probing the Weeping Blood Sword a little further around his neck.

The sharp blade still scratched his skin lightly.

"Excuse me, I will answer truthfully."

In the face of death, this Xixia Yipintang warrior still gave in.

"Is your general Helian Iron Tree?" Lin Pingzhi asked.