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"Qin Fu, it's useless to say anything today. If you weren't a traitor, how could my tracks be leaked? Today, even if I die, I will pull you up to be my scapegoat!" Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with bone-piercing coldness as he coldly looked at Qin Fu and said.

"Deacon Zhao, up until now, I still have a problem with my words. However, Deacon Zhao, do you think that at this point, why would I stay here? Could it be that a traitor would do such a thing?" Qin Fu felt a chill as Zhao Yun placed the sword on his neck. However, he forced himself to remain calm as he spoke.

Looking at Qin Fu's current expression, Zhao Yun could not help but reveal a confused expression. After pondering for a moment, he moved the sword in his hand away from Qin Fu's neck and said with a dark expression, "Today, I will believe you for the time being."

"Hehe …" It was a good show in front of me and I, don't worry, don't even think about escaping today, especially you, Qin Fu. You actually dared to betray my Tiger Gang, don't you know how the word death is written? " At this moment, Huang Shan laughed out loud. He pointed at Qin Fu as he laughed wildly. His tone of voice contained too much joy.

Lin Qing frowned slightly as she looked at Huang Shan, who had achieved his goal. She was slightly displeased in her heart, but at this moment, Lin Qing was unwilling to say anything. She only cast her gaze towards Zhao Yun and the two black-clothed men in the room.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you want our heads, you have to rely on your sword." "And you, Huang Shan, used to be just a guard dog. How are you qualified to bark in front of me?" Zhao Yun looked coldly at Huang Shan and suddenly laughed out loud.

Hearing this, Huang Shan's face instantly turned red. He angrily looked at Zhao Yun, wishing he could eat his own flesh and drink his own blood.

"What, Huang Shan, do you want to bite me?" Zhao Yun laughed out loud and looked at Huang Shan with disdain.

"You're courting death!" Huang Shan seemed to be unable to endure Zhao Yun's provocation and let out an angry roar.

Huang Shan pulled out his sword and stomped on the ground. His figure leaped up, and with his sword held firmly in hand, he slashed at Zhao Yun.

Looking at the rapidly approaching Huang Shan, who couldn't wait to kill him, Zhao Yun sneered.

Zhao Yun's body moved very quickly. In the blink of an eye, he appeared not far from Huang Shan and threw a kick.

With a "Peng" sound, before Huang Shan had the chance to react, his leg struck Huang Shan's chest.

With a blood-curdling screech, Huang Shan was immediately sent flying backwards, landing on the ground with a "bang" sound.

"Puchi!" On the ground, Huang Shan felt a sweet taste in his stomach before he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned pale.

"So this is the strength of the members of the Tiger Gang. This really surprises me …" After sending Huang Shan flying with one kick, Zhao Yun landed on the ground and sneered at Huang Shan.

"You, you …" Huang Shan's face instantly turned red, but he was so angry that he could not speak.

"What? You want to come up and compare?" Zhao Yun mocked. There was an unknown joy hidden deep in his eyes.

At this point, Huang Shan could no longer take it. He struggled to get up and was about to charge forward again.

Lin Qing, who held a sword at her back, also had an unsightly expression. Seeing that Huang Shan was about to step forward, she said with a thick layer of anger, "You won't be ashamed if you step down, right?"

Huang Shan, who originally wanted to rush forward, trembled. When he saw Lin Qing's cold eyes, cold sweat flowed down his neck.

"This subordinate does not dare. Huang Shan will leave now." Huang Shan looked angrily at Zhao Yun before retreating.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Zhao Yun's eyes. He could not help but look at Lin Qing with a serious expression, as if he was on guard against something.

Seeing the current Zhao Yun, Lin Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of admiration.

"Deacon Zhao is quite impressive. Your skills are outstanding and you have buried yourself in the Green Bamboo Gang. Why don't you join my Tiger Gang? The treatment will not disappoint you." Lin Qing probed.

"Haha …" Zhao Yun laughed arrogantly as if he had heard the coldest joke.

After laughing for a while, Zhao Yun looked at Lin Qing with a mocking expression, as if he was looking at a fool.

"You, the Tiger Gang, want me to betray the Green Bamboo Gang? You wish!" Zhao Yun mocked.

"Hehe …" "So it's like this. You all don't have the qualifications to continue living in this world. Those who follow me die defying me. Zhao Yun, have you thought about it well?" Lin Qing wasn't angry, but only said indifferently.

"Haha …" Lin Qing, Helmsman Lin, I, Zhao Yun, truly admire you. The sect has already reached such a level, how can they have the qualifications to rebel against me? "Zhao Yun laughed, his tone carrying unspeakable ridicule.

"In any case, don't tell me that you are allowed the Green Bamboo Gang to rebel against my Tiger Gang, and that you aren't allowed my Tiger Gang to poach your Green Bamboo Gang members. Don't look at how many of the talented and talented Red Leaf Town's Green Bamboo Gang members are our eyes," Lin Qing chuckled with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

"Impossible, there is no way that my Green Bamboo Sect would betray us. Lin Qing, just give up on this idea …" Zhao Yun's eyes were filled with horror. After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something and spoke in a serious tone.

Seeing this, Lin Qing knew that there was no possibility of her rebelling. She was slightly disappointed in her heart, but it was within her expectations. After all, it was best to persuade them.

"Since that's the case, we'll have to see who has the better skills." Lin Qing softly said.

With a "hmph" sound, Zhao Yun's nose made a slight noise. He was fighting the two men in black with his hand on the sword's hilt. He was ready to pull out his sword at any moment.

"Why are you still looking at them? Capture them all!" Lin Qing said indifferently as she turned around and glanced at them.

Facing Lin Qing's gaze, the few people who came this time, including Huang Shan, all trembled involuntarily.

"We shall follow the orders of the Branch Lord." Huang Shan took the lead and cupped his fist as he turned to look at Zhao Yun and the others.

"Kill!" Huang Shan let out a soft whistle as he wielded the sword in his hand. The rest of the people also let out a loud shout, picked up the sword in their hands, and walked toward the black-clothed man.

The man in black beside Zhao Yun did not want to be outdone, so he also shouted and rushed towards Huang Shan and the others.

Wherever the weapons went, there was no holding back. The scene looked extremely bloody, without the aura of a tiger shaking in the middle of a novel. There was only death, and only the head was bleeding.

Lin Qing, Wen Xueqi, as well as Zhao Yun and Qin Fu, who were left in the middle, remained motionless. They only quietly looked at each other, trying to discern something from each other's eyes.

Lin Qing's gaze was cold, his body as straight as a blade. The sword in his hand seemed to be held in his hands, yet it seemed to contain a special aura, as though everything was so casual.