The other men rushed forward as well. Lin Taichu was overwhelmed, and another slash struck his back, making the wound even deeper.
He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, desperately swinging the axe in his hand and barely fending off the attacks. But he knew he could not hold on much longer. If this continued, they would surely hack him to death.
Just as the situation turned critical, a thunderous shout suddenly came from outside the woods. "Stop!" Several figures rushed in right after, their longswords flashing as they instantly brought down two of the men.
Lin Taichu looked up and saw that they were Disciples of the Lingxiao Sect. Leading them was Lingxiao Sect's Third Elder, Elder Zhang.
When the scar-faced man saw the people from the Lingxiao Sect, his expression changed drastically. He had never expected the Lingxiao Sect to send people after Lin Taichu. Knowing they were no match for the Lingxiao Sect Disciples, he hurriedly shouted, "Brothers, retreat!"
But it was already too late. The Lingxiao Sect Disciples had surrounded them. Elder Zhang walked over to Lin Taichu and supported him. "Physician Lin, are you all right?"
Lin Taichu shook his head and said between breaths, "I'm fine. Thank you, Elder Zhang, for arriving in time."
Elder Zhang said, "Elder Li was worried you might run into danger on the road, so he specifically had me bring several Disciples to follow behind you. I didn't expect you to truly encounter an ambush. These people are from the Southern Fist Sect, aren't they?"
Lin Taichu nodded. "They were probably sent by Zhao Tianba."
Seeing that he could not escape, the scar-faced man suddenly pulled out a dagger and held it to his own throat. "Don't come any closer! If you take another step, I'll kill myself!