Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

And the target of the sneak attack was his third brother.

Just fight Lin Pingzhi head-on, what the hell can't beat him!

Qiao Feng was speechless.

I am so powerful, why can't I beat my third brother all of a sudden?

Are you getting weaker?

Or did the third brother become stronger?

This question lingered in my heart.

Lin Pingzhi fell directly to the ground.

He quickly tried to force himself to stand up.

At this point he was able to speak.

He was hit by Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

All the internal force overflowing from Lin Pingzhi's body was blown away.

He wanted to stand up and criticize Qiao Feng for not teaching martial arts.

But at this moment, a sword stabbed directly at Lin Pingzhi's neck.

"die!"

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The shooter was Ye Gucheng.

Lin Pingzhi was filled with resentment in his heart.

Now, his mentality has been distorted by Lin Pingzhi.

Only by killing Lin Pingzhi can the demons in his heart be solved.

Otherwise, his sword would not be able to penetrate another inch.

Feeling the chill behind him, Lin Pingzhi was taken aback.

But at this moment, the Qi and blood in his body were surging continuously by Qiao Feng.

Although there was no injury.

But it can't be avoided directly.

this moment.

Death strikes.

Lin Pingzhi was cold all over.

He didn't expect that he was going to die just after having a good time!

Holding the Weeping Blood Sword, Lin Pingzhi has already made a move.

Even if the sword pierces his own neck, he will replace Ye Gucheng who is a dog day before he dies.

Qiao Feng didn't dare to stop when he saw this scene.

If it wasn't for his sneak attack.

Lin Pingzhi would not fly to Ye Gucheng's side.

Now Ye Gucheng wants to kill Lin Pingxia no matter what the reason is.

A coldness flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes.

"Ye Gucheng! If you dare to touch my third brother, I will definitely kill you!" Qiao Feng thought firmly in his heart.

There is not a moment to stop under the feet.

But he was still too slow.

The sword was only an inch away from Lin Pingzhi's neck.

The hairs all over Lin Pingzhi's body stood on end, and goosebumps kept popping up.

But the Weeping Blood Sword is only halfway through.

He wasn't sure if he could replace Ye Gucheng by fighting back when he was dying.

But he's going to try!

"clang!"

Ye Gucheng's sword was blocked.

It was Lu Xiaofeng's consonant finger.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and looked towards Ye Gucheng.

"Lao Ye, are you crazy?" he shouted.

From Lu Xiaofeng's point of view, Lin Pingzhi is one of his own, how could Ye Gucheng kill Lin Pingzhi?