“Daoist Zhao, save me, save me!”
Seeing Zhao Zhi Jing, the bandit leader acted as if he had seen a savior, saying pitifully.
“What a bunch of useless fools, good for nothing, bad for everything!”
Zhao Zhi Jing came to the bandit leader's side and ended him with a single sword strike!
“Thump!”
The bandit leader fell straight to the ground, his eyes wide open. He never expected that Zhao Zhi Jing would attack him.
“Zhao Zhi Jing, what are you doing?” Yin Zhi Ping shouted angrily.
“What am I doing? Didn’t you see?” Zhao Zhi Jing sneered, saying.
“With these bandits, you want to kill me?” Yin Zhi Ping said coldly.
Zhao Zhi Jing said, “I never expected them to kill you!”
“Zhao Zhi Jing, I know you've always wanted to succeed the position of the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, but you’re narrow-minded and unqualified to become the leader of the Quanzhen Sect!” Yin Zhi Ping said.
“Hehe!”
Zhao Zhi Jing sneered, saying, “I’m unqualified? Are you qualified? Yin Zhi Ping, what do you see here?”
Before the words finished, Zhao Zhi Jing took a portrait from his bosom, depicting a woman of extraordinary beauty.
“How did it end up in your hands?” Upon seeing the portrait, Yin Zhi Ping's face changed abruptly.
This portrait was secretly drawn by Yin Zhi Ping for Xiao Long Nu, to alleviate his longing!
However, he couldn't find it later. It turned out to be stolen by Zhao Zhi Jing!
“You secretly drew a portrait of Xiao Long Nu. If I hand it to the leader, do you think he would be disappointed?” Zhao Zhi Jing said.
“What do you want?” Yin Zhi Ping said.
“My request is simple, you voluntarily withdraw from the Quanzhen Sect! I will keep this matter secret for you.” Zhao Zhi Jing said.
Looking at Zhao Zhi Jing's smug look, Yin Zhi Ping’s face was changing color!
This time, he refused Guo Jing's retention and rushed back to Mount Zhongnan just for the position of leader of the Quanzhen Sect!
“Good!” After much hesitation, Yin Zhi Ping finally agreed.
“Hahaha!” Zhao Zhi Jing laughed triumphantly.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, Yin Zhi Ping raised his sword and stabbed at Zhao Zhi Jing.
“Clang!”
Zhao Zhi Jing parried with his sword, laughing and saying, “Yin Zhi Ping, I’ve long anticipated your little trick. You can’t possibly give up the position of the leader. In that case, let’s go and speak to the leader. Let's see if he'll pass the position onto you?”
Hearing Zhao Zhi Jing’s words, Yin Zhi Ping’s murderous intent intensified.
He knew that if he didn’t kill Zhao Zhi Jing, he would never be able to ascend to the position of leader of the Quanzhen Sect!
The two fought for dozens of rounds!
Yin Zhi Ping and Zhao Zhi Jing were both at the early stage of the Grandmaster Realm, and they practiced the same martial art techniques. Normally, it would take hundreds of rounds before a winner emerged.
However, Yin Zhi Ping’s mind was disturbed, and Zhao Zhi Jing was originally stronger than Yin Zhi Ping. After dozens of rounds, he had already fallen behind.
“Clang!”
Taking advantage of Yin Zhi Ping’s distraction, Zhao Zhi Jing struck down Yin Zhi Ping’s long sword and placed the long sword on Yin Zhi Ping's neck.
“Kill me!” Yin Zhi Ping said with a dejected face.
“You think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?”
Zhao Zhi Jing sneered and said, “The leader and all the senior masters favor you. I don't understand. Why do they want to choose you as the leader when I am stronger than you? What right do you have to be the leader of the Quanzhen Sect?”
Zhao Zhi Jing had already received news from his master that the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, Ma Yu, had decided to pass the position onto Yin Zhi Ping.
Although Zhao Zhi Jing held Yin Zhi Ping’s handle, he knew that Ma Yu always favored Yin Zhi Ping. A portrait alone probably wouldn't stop Ma Yu from passing the position onto Yin Zhi Ping.
After all, a portrait doesn't prove anything.
Therefore, he decided to attack Yin Zhi Ping along the way!
As long as Yin Zhi Ping died, the position of leader of the Quanzhen Sect would surely belong to him, Zhao Zhi Jing!
Thinking of this, Zhao Zhi Jing’s eyes flashed with a fanatic look.
“Whoosh!”
Just as Zhao Zhi Jing was about to attack Yin Zhi Ping, a figure appeared beside him like a ghost. The sword light flowed, directly slashing through Zhao Zhi Jing's throat.
Zhao Zhi Jing clutched his throat, blood oozing from between his fingers!
“You…”
Zhao Zhi Jing looked at Yin Zhi Ping fiercely, full of unwillingness. He never expected that Yin Zhi Ping still had a backup, a sword master hidden beside him.
“It’s you?”
The appearance of Jiang Chen also surprised Yin Zhi Ping!
“Thank you for saving my life!” Yin Zhi Ping clasped his hands together and said.
“You don’t need to thank me, because I’m here to kill you!”
Before the words finished, before Yin Zhi Ping could react, Jiang Chen turned his hand, and with a sword, he slashed through Yin Zhi Ping’s throat as well.
Yin Zhi Ping also clutched his throat, eyes wide open, face filled with disbelief.
He never imagined that Jiang Chen's move wasn't to save him, but to kill him with his own hands.
He just didn't understand until his death why Jiang Chen, whom he met for the first time, was so hostile towards him.
Jiang Chen walked to Zhao Zhi Jing’s side and picked up the portrait.
The portrait was of Xiao Long Nu, like a fairy who didn't eat the food of mortals, beautiful and cold, even Jiang Chen couldn't help but marvel.
She’s so beautiful!
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