The blade flashed like thunder and lightning!
In an instant, Zhao Jin seemingly had no time to react at all.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The sounds of flesh being sliced open rang out in rapid succession.
Zhao Jin stood frozen in place, like a statue.
Only when the four puppets sheathed their blades did the flesh on Zhao Jin's body fall to the ground in a clattering heap, like snow shaken from tree branches.
Two heads rolled across the ground, their expressions peaceful.
They had won?
The survivors froze for a moment before erupting into cheers of relief at having survived the disaster.
The eldest sister of the Lin Family immediately rushed toward Lin Qinyue and rescued her hostage sister.
Meanwhile, Lin Qinxue wielded the Frost Sword and slaughtered all of Zhao Jin's subordinates.
Only Lu Li did not move. He stared at the pile of flesh in the distance, his expression grave.
"Lu Li, your puppets are incredible. I thought I was going to die at Zhao Jin's hands today..."
Wang Chao helped Xu Xiao up and spoke excitedly to Lu Li.
"Bullshit. Zhao Jin's little tricks weren't even worth mentioning in front of Brother Lu!"
Ma Han struggled to raise his head, panting heavily as he laughed.
Lu Li ignored the two of them and instead spoke urgently to Lin Qinhua:
"Treat the wounded, then take everyone and leave. It's dangerous here."
"What?"
Lin Qinfeng was rather surprised. "Isn't Zhao Jin already dead? Are you worried he has reinforcements, Mr. Lu?"
"No..." Lu Li shook his head and slowly approached the scattered flesh.
"Zhao Jin isn't dead yet. Leave quickly!"
"Oh, and don't forget to have Lin Qinyue remove the effects of 'Demon Qi Erosion.'"
"If that effect stays on too long, it'll turn into 'Deep Erosion.' By then,