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Chen He embarrassedly dodged Lin Qing's sword strike. His whole body shifted to the side as he stood firmly. Recalling the scene from earlier, his heart was still filled with lingering fear.

At this time, nearly forty men wearing tight clothing surrounded her. They looked at Lin Qing with eyes filled with naked killing intent.

Lin Qing sighed in her heart as she coldly gazed at the crowd surrounding her. She knew that today, she could only retreat.

Although Lin Qing had thoughts of retreating, she didn't show it on her face. She only smiled as she surveyed her surroundings. It was as though she wasn't the one being surrounded.

With a hideous expression on his face, Chen He suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "Kill!"

As the group moved, over forty people formed a fan shape as they surrounded Lin Qing. The sharp swords flickered with a cold light, adding a dark and cold aura to the chilly night.

With the corners of her mouth raised, Lin Qing snorted and said, "You think you can block my way with just these people? How laughable."

With a flash, Lin Qing pushed off the ground with the sword in her hand and charged towards a certain direction.

As the two clashed, intense vibrations burst out, and the fan formation that was encircled by more than forty people also abruptly tightened.

In the middle of the encirclement, Lin Qing could feel the terrifying pressure coming from the surroundings. She knew that if she didn't run away now, once the encirclement was completed, even if she could kill more than twenty people, she wouldn't be able to escape.

"Qingshan will not fall. Green water will flow forever. We will meet again someday." Lin Qing let out a soft whistle, and an invisible momentum was emitted from her body.

The tight-uniformed man that was surrounding Lin Qing felt a savage aura envelop his mind. His entire body couldn't help but stiffen as he stood there blankly.

Right at this moment, a sword light flashed. Lin Qing's figure flashed, and two rays of bloody light shot out. Two heads that had a confused expression on them flew out.

It landed on the ground, causing countless bloodstains to splash out.

Lin Qing abruptly displayed his might, and the valiant stance of slaying the two of them with a single sword strike caused the forty plus men, who were originally ready to make a move, to unconsciously pause for a moment.

By the time the forty-odd men had reacted, Lin Qing had already pushed off the ground with her feet and flew away at a great speed. Along the way, she even split into afterimages, and it was almost impossible to tell if it was real or fake.

At this moment, arrows whistled past from behind, creating a series of howling sounds as they passed by Lin Qing. Occasionally, those arrows that were unable to be dodged would also be deflected by Lin Qing as she wielded her sword.

After a short while, Lin Qing, who was at the second level of the Fighter realm, broke through to the outer layer.

At this point, Lin Qing actually stopped moving. She turned around and looked at Chen He, who was standing in the middle of over forty men in tight clothing, with a cold glint in her eyes. There was an intangible sense of ridicule in her eyes.

At this moment, Chen He's complexion was truly unpleasant. Although he had long since been prepared for such an outcome, when he saw that Lin Qing was still able to break free from his brother's encirclement, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Once one reached the level of a talented warrior, ordinary martial artists wouldn't pose too much of a threat to them. After all, a talented warrior had hands and feet, and couldn't just stand there and let them attack them.

If he couldn't beat them, couldn't he just run away? As for normal martial artists, if they wanted to chase after a talented warrior, they would be like lambs that were delivered to their doorstep, waiting to be slaughtered.

"I have indeed underestimated you. The second level of the Genius Warrior is indeed not an ordinary level." Chen He gazed at Lin Qing from afar and said with an unwilling expression.

At this moment, Lin Qing didn't have any expression of complacency on her face. She stared deeply at Chen He before stomping her feet on the ground and madly retreating backwards. However, after a moment, she disappeared into the forest.

Not long after Lin Qing had retreated, a group of nearly fifty men in tight clothing surrounded her from the back. All of them had a thick and heavy aura as well as a strong murderous aura.

Upon seeing Lin Qing retreat so decisively, it somewhat exceeded Chen He's expectations.

At this moment, over fifty men in tight-uniformed clothing also came forward. With a trace of shame, they said: "Greetings Young Lord, this lowly one is incompetent and is unable to surround you."

Although Chen He's expression was ugly, he still smiled and said, "I do not blame you for this matter. I believe that Lin Qing has already sensed it …"

"Young master, should we chase after him or not? I believe he has not retreated far. Perhaps, he might be able to …" A leader who seemed to be a tight-uniformed man said.

Shaking his head, Chen He muttered, "This person is extremely powerful. If he doesn't have any pursuers, then I'm afraid he won't be able to return. And if there are a lot of pursuers, then I'm afraid I won't be able to find any traces of him."

The leader of the tight-uniformed men nodded as if he understood something.

"Let's go back. Lin Qing will definitely not be so willing, she will definitely return. We will just wait and see who can last until the end." Chen He sneered, then waved his hand and headed back to the courtyard behind him.

The ninety plus tight-uniformed men hurriedly returned as well.

Within the forest, Lin Qing was standing on top of a tree. Upon seeing Chen He's figure leaving, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. He didn't expect Chen He to be this cautious.

Thinking of this, Lin Qing was troubled.

At this point, Lin Qing was almost certain that Chen He had robbed Lin Susu. However, she had no idea how to save Lin Qing.

After Chen He returned to his courtyard, a man dressed in a tight suit walked over with quick steps. He arrived before Chen He and respectfully clasped his fist toward him.

"What is it?" Chen He could not help but raise his head and ask.

The tight-uniformed man did not dare to be negligent as he hurriedly replied: "The coachman with Lin Qing has already been captured by us. I wonder how Sir will deal with him."

"Oh, and bring him here as well." Chen He was also a little interested and could not help but say.

"Okay."

The tight-uniformed man said respectfully and left.

A moment later, a slightly cowering figure was brought up by the tight-uniformed man. If it wasn't Zhao San, then who else could it be?

"Spare me, my king! I have an eighty year old mother, and I have …" Zhao San suddenly kneeled on the ground, his face filled with fear.

Chen He did not reply. Instead, he quietly watched on, seemingly pondering over something.

"You are the coachman that served Lin Qing." Only when Zhao San's voice was somewhat full of smoke did Chen He suddenly say this.

"Please spare my life, my lord! I am only seeking a way to live. I am the coachman of that surnamed Lin. I am not in the same group as him. Please forgive me." Zhao San knelt down again with a terrified expression.

"You only need to answer yes or no. If you have half a lie, do you know that the number of dead souls that died under my sword, if not seventy, is at least eighty." Chen He snorted.

Zhao San's heart skipped a beat. He didn't dare to hide anything as he quickly said, "Yes, but I'm only driving for him. It has nothing to do with me."

Evidently, at this time, Zhao San also knew that if he wanted to live, he could only answer the question with satisfaction to Chen He. Only then would he be able to save his own life.