Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

Seeing her husband displaying such power, Lady Wang knew she couldn't let him down, so she drew her sword and charged forward.

Wang Jiajin also unleashed the fast sword technique passed down by Shi Potian, the blade flashing and displaying a fierceness reminiscent of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique.

His swordsmanship, which was usually steady but lacked agility, was now so fast that it was impossible to see where it came from. The man in black was struggling to defend himself and even found it difficult to parry.

Suddenly a scream was heard. A man in black was unable to dodge in time and had his left arm severed by Madam Wang's knife. Blood gushed out and splattered on the cold bluestone slab, instantly congealing into dark purple patches.

Madam Wang became even more ferocious upon seeing blood, her swordsmanship becoming increasingly ruthless. She unleashed all the deadly moves of the Wang family swordsmanship, as if a demon had descended upon the world.

Another scream rang out as a man in black, with no way to escape, was beheaded by her with a single blow. His head rolled to the ground, his eyes wide open, still filled with unbelievable terror.

The remaining men in black were terrified at the sight. They had thought it was a sure thing, and were all arrogant and overconfident.

Seeing their leader locked in a life-or-death struggle with Shi Potian, while their own side was being routed by Lin Zhennan and his wife, the sudden and drastic changes left them completely bewildered, even forgetting their escape strategy.

Those with a quick wit knew that staying any longer meant certain death, so they screamed, turned around, and fled for their lives outside the temple.

Lady Wang was not about to give up. She drew her knife and gave chase, her angry shouts shaking the temple beams and sending dust flying: "Don't run!"

Lin Zhennan quickly spoke up to stop him:

"Don't pursue a cornered enemy! Protecting Ping'er is the most important thing!"

Madam Wang's eyes were bloodshot, and murderous intent surged in her chest; she would not listen to any advice.

He relentlessly pursued a lone man in black, and with a swift stroke of his knife, cleaved the man in two, his entrails and blood mingling with the rainwater.

Fearing for her safety, Lin Zhennan rushed to the temple gate to check on her.

Just then, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the shadow of the dilapidated temple's beams and pillars!

He struck Shi Potian's heart with a powerful palm strike. Before he even arrived, the wind from his palm had already caused the campfire to flare up with a whoosh.

This person had been lurking on the beam all along, using the thick smoke and firelight of the campfire for cover, until Shi Potian was fighting the three men in black to a critical moment and had no time to spare, at which point he suddenly launched his attack.

Chief镖头 Zheng and his men exclaimed in alarm, "Young镖头, watch out!"

There was no time to rush forward and save them.

Lin Zhennan turned around in shock at the doorway, terrified out of his wits. If that palm strike had landed, Shi Potian would have been seriously injured, if not killed.

The figure, masked by a black cloth, already wore a victorious smile.

The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual is mine.

The three of them were exchanging internal strength; it was truly a stroke of luck!

Just as the palm was about to strike Shi Potian, suddenly a figure was flung through the air with a whoosh.

The shadowy figure was caught off guard in mid-air and hastily met the attack with a palm strike. With a loud bang, the shadowy figure screamed and flew backward like a cannonball, spitting out blood as it crashed through the roof and fell far away.

By this time, Lin Zhennan and his wife had returned. Looking at the black shadow that had been sent flying backward, they were bewildered.

How did this person fly out?

Not only were they bewildered, but the fat man who had been flung through the air was also completely stunned. Although he had landed back on the ground, his heart was still pounding.

Just now, seeing that the young镖头 (bodyguard/escort) was about to be hit, the three brothers were overjoyed and happy. Regardless of friend or foe, they would be happy as long as the young镖头 was seriously injured.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly swung up by the young镖头 (bodyguard/escort), and involuntarily struck the dark figure with his palm. His body and hands were completely out of his control, and he seemed to be the other party's weapon, striking wherever he was pointed.

He never expected that his palm strike would be so powerful.

Little did they know, Shi Potian had already noticed that someone was lurking nearby.

The moment the man launched his sneak attack, he used the Silver Saddle Illuminating White Horse technique to channel all the internal energy of the fat man's fellow disciples into the fat man, then flung him away and commanded him to strike out with a palm.

The attacker never expected such incredible skill to exist in the world, and was instantly sent flying.

Lin Zhennan and his wife were relieved to see that Shi Potian was surrounded by a faint golden light and was completely unharmed.

Madam Wang felt a chill run down her spine and deeply regretted chasing after him, almost making a grave mistake.

She dared not go out to see who the attacker was or whether he was dead; she simply stayed by her son's side.

At this moment, Shi Potian's aura became even more imposing.

The gaunt old man unleashed his life's worth of power, only to feel the other's suction force growing stronger and stronger. The internal energy he and his two junior brothers gathered together was being continuously drawn away by the young man, like rivers flowing into the sea.

By this time, the three of them were powerless and could only let Shi Potian do as he pleased.

As the acupoints in Shi Potian's body were opened one after another, the aura of the Arhat Subduing Demon Divine Skill became more and more profound, and the light golden luster around his body became clearer, making the light of the bonfire dim a bit.

The fat man was already pale, his internal energy was nearly half depleted, and his meridians were throbbing with pain, as if countless fine needles were piercing through them.

The tall man was on the verge of death, with white steam rising from his head and his face as pale as paper. He was about to burn out.

The gaunt old man said sadly, "Young Master Lin, we brothers were blind and didn't recognize your greatness. We didn't know you were Mr. Ren's disciple, otherwise we would never have dared to offend you."

"Now that we brothers have suffered a complete defeat, I beg you, Young Hero Lin, to spare my two brothers for the sake of the fact that the Fuwei Escort Agency has not caused any actual losses. As for me, I will do with them as I please."

Shi Potian was completely focused on cultivating with the help of others and didn't listen to the old man's words at all. In fact, he didn't understand them either—what Mr. Ren's disciple? He was completely baffled.

Lin Zhennan was also completely confused, but since his son had gained the upper hand and even took the opportunity to cultivate, he didn't bother to investigate further. Instead, he asked:

"Who exactly are you, who are you working for, and why do you know so much about our whereabouts? If you tell the truth, I can decide to let you go."

The old man remained silent, his jaw clenched.

The fat man couldn't help but plead, "Senior Brother!"

The tall, burly man was deathly pale; his fear of Mr. Ren ran deep in his bones. He blurted out:

"Thirty years ago, my brothers and I roamed freely in northern Hebei, and we had long admired Mr. Ren. Now, we are here..."

"Shut up! It's just a matter of dying, what's with all the nonsense!"

The old man shouted a stern rebuke, his voice filled with determination.

This realization dawned on Lin Zhennan—the three men before him were none other than Zhao Lie, Zhang Biao, and Sima Yong, the three notorious bandits of northern Hebei who had terrorized the region thirty years ago!

No wonder they dared to look down on Yu Canghai; back then, these three had made a name for themselves right under the noses of the Sun Moon Sect.

He suddenly disappeared thirty years ago, and now he has joined someone else's ranks, and is even being instructed by that person to impersonate Dongfang Bubai's subordinate and make things difficult for Fuwei Escort Agency.

Lin Zhennan always believed in making money through harmony. The other party's background was unfathomable, so it would be best not to kill anyone. However, since Shi Potian remained silent, he couldn't interrupt his son's cultivation.

The dilapidated temple fell silent for a moment, with only the howling wind outside and the occasional crackling of the fire.

Night had fallen, and the chill was growing. The firelight illuminated everyone's faces. The entire Fuwei Escort Agency was at ease, looking at the man in black on the ground with satisfaction in their eyes.