C359 Dagger
C359 Dagger
"You have attacked my concubine."
Lin Xiao heard this and looked up at Zhao Ping. He sneered and said, "Chief Zhao is really eloquent!"
"You!"
Zhao Ping did not expect Lin Xiao to not give him face. His face turned gloomy and he said through gritted teeth, "Then what do you want?"
Lin Xiao shrugged and said with a smile, "Chief Zhao, you are making fun of me! I didn't imprison the disciples and Calligraphy Lakes of your Calligraphy Lake. "
After all, those who stayed behind had all surrendered to the Great Spring Dynasty. They could no longer be considered the disciples and Calligraphy Lakes of the Calligraphy Lake. Those who resisted were all dead.
"Nonsense!"
Zhao Ping did not know what Lin Xiao did. He thought Lin Xiao was playing tricks on him. He could not help saying, "Alright, you don't have to play tricks on me! As long as you release all the people of Calligraphy Lake, I can let this matter go. I can also withdraw all of our forces from the Sky Wood Cliff! "
In order to save the disciples of the Calligraphy Lake and the Elder, Zhao Ping had already given in.
However, he didn't expect that Lin Xiao wouldn't appreciate it at all. He shook his head and said, "Chief Zhao, I really didn't imprison the disciples and Elder of the Calligraphy Lake. Now, they have all surrendered to the Great Spring Dynasty. It doesn't seem appropriate for me to return the people of the Great Spring Dynasty to you, right? "
"Impossible!"
Hearing Lin Xiao's words, Zhao Ping subconsciously denied, "I don't believe that the disciples of Calligraphy Lake and Elder would be so cowardly! Even if others surrendered, the Grand Elder wouldn't! "
"Oh, the Grand Elder? He really didn't surrender!"
When Lin Xiao heard this, he smiled indifferently and continued, "Of course, half of your Calligraphy Lake's disciples refused to surrender, but their fates are the same as your stubborn Grand Elder, they are all dead!"
"You!"
Upon hearing Lin Xiao's words, Zhao Ping was completely enraged.
Regardless of whether Lin Xiao's words were true or not, Lin Xiao's attitude had completely infuriated Zhao Ping. With a gloomy face, he stared at Lin Xiao and said, "Since you are so arrogant, don't blame me!"
In his opinion, regardless of whether Lin Xiao's words were true or not, judging from his attitude, he would not give in. In that case, he would also want Lin Xiao to know how powerful he was!
No matter what, he was a Third Level of the Golden Immortal warrior!
The three Golden Immortal Stage warriors that Lin Xiao brought along were nothing in his eyes!
With this thought in mind, Zhao Ping didn't hesitate any longer and rushed towards Lin Xiao.
Seeing this, Yang Jian immediately raised his three-tip blade to block in front of Lin Xiao, and started a fight with Zhao Ping.
Although Zhao Ping was a Third Level of the Golden Immortal, and was a Minor Stage higher than Yang Jian, he still couldn't suppress Yang Jian. On the contrary, with Tuntian's help, Yang Jian actually had the upper hand.
This...
The disciples of Calligraphy Lake couldn't believe what they saw.
In their eyes, their master was an invincible existence. What was going on?
Only Vice Sect Leader could see it. Yang Jian's combat strength was absolutely not the combat strength of a Golden Immortal Level 2!
If this continued, the Sect Chief might not be able to gain the upper hand.
Just as Vice Sect Leader was about to help Zhao Ping, an accident happened.
While Tuntian was trying to delay Zhao Ping's attention, Yang Jian suddenly waved his hand and threw out a golden blade. The blade pierced through Zhao Ping's chest, causing his life force to shrink rapidly.
"This is..."
He felt a puncture wound on his chest. Zhao Ping's eyes were filled with disbelief.
One should know that he was a Third Level of the Golden Immortal warrior, and he was already invulnerable to weapons. Even if it was the three-tip blade in Yang Jian's hand, it was impossible to pierce through his chest!
But this golden blade had actually done it!
What was even more terrifying was that not only was the wound on his chest unable to heal, it was also rapidly draining his life force. If he did not recuperate immediately... He was afraid...
"Xu Faang!"
Realizing that something was wrong, Zhao Ping did not care about his face and shouted at Vice Sect Leader, "Hurry up and help me stop the two of them!"
The most important thing right now was to recuperate and control the wound!
But why would Yang Jian and Tuntian give him this chance?
The two of them immediately joined hands and launched another fierce attack at Zhao Ping, not giving him any chance to suppress his injuries. On the other side, Vice Sect Leader and Xu Faang from the Calligraphy Lake rushed forward, but were stopped by Qingluo.
Both of them were First Stage of the Golden Immortal Stage warriors. For a moment, Xu Faang had no way to surpass Qingluo.
Just like that, Zhao Ping was forced to retreat under the joint attack of Yang Jian and Tuntian. The wound on his chest continued to spread until he finally died.
The disciples and Elder of Calligraphy Lake couldn't believe what they saw.
Their master had actually died in the hands of two Golden Immortal Level 2 warriors. For a moment, the entire Calligraphy Lake was boiling with excitement. Those Elder and elite disciples who were brought back by Zhao Ping furiously rushed towards Yang Jian and Tuntian. They wanted to avenge Zhao Ping, but in front of the two of them, they were nothing more than moths flying into the flame.
Under the bloody suppression of Yang Jian, Tuntian and Qingluo, Vice Sect Leader of Calligraphy Lake and some of Zhao Ping's loyal followers all died in their hands.
It was impossible to completely subdue Calligraphy Lake without shedding blood!
Lin Xiao had long become accustomed to this kind of bloody scene. He looked calmly at the remaining people and said, "As usual, those who surrender will not be killed! I'll give you all the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to consider!"
This...
Hearing Lin Xiao's words, the remaining people from the Calligraphy Lake couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.
Yang Jian walked up to Lin Xiao and said to him, "Thank you, Master, for the magical equipment. It is indeed a rare and powerful weapon!"
"You have done a good job too."
Lin Xiao nodded and smiled. He took the golden blade from Yang Jian's hand.
This golden blade was none other than Lin Xiao's trump card. Yang Ye had given it to him as a reward - Death Dagger.
Not only was this Death Dagger incomparably sharp, the most deadly thing was that no matter how high the cultivation realm of the person who was injured by the Death Dagger was, the wound would not be able to heal. Moreover, the wound would constantly devour the life force of the injured person. If the injury could not be suppressed in time, there would only be death.