The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 778 I saved him, so all grudges are wiped clean.

"catch him!"

With a fierce shout from Zhao Ping, two people rushed out from beside him and pounced on Fang Dao.

Fang Dao slammed his palm on the table, sending the table and the soup on it hurtling towards the two men. He then leaped off the building, his flying sword catching him as they fled into the distance.

Zhao Ping sneered: "Since you've run into us, and you still want to escape? Chase after us!"

Zhao Ping led the group to catch up. Lin Chen glanced at them and saw that there were three Nascent Soul stage cultivators and the remaining four or five Golden Core stage cultivators.

Lin Chen got up, paid for the meal, and paid for the table before taking off on his sword to chase after the crowd.

Now that we've run into them, we can't just watch Fang Dao get crippled.

Anyway, with the identity of the cave master's personal disciple, Lin Chen was not afraid of offending Zhao Ping.

Lin Chen flew a few miles before catching up with the group. Fang Dao had obviously put up a fight, but his strength was insufficient, and he was easily defeated.

Zhao Ping walked up to Fang Dao, slapped his face, and grinned maliciously, "When you were messing with me, did you ever think this day would come?"

When the time came, Fang Dao suddenly became fearless, sticking his neck out and saying, "Since I dared to mess with you, I'm not afraid of your revenge. So what if you break all my bones? Come on, or you're a coward!"

Zhao Ping sneered, "You've got guts! Let's see if you'll still have that guts later!"

Just as Zhao Ping reached out to grab Fang Dao's fingers, preparing to break them one by one, Lin Chen descended from the sky.

Zhao Ping stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Lin Chen, and sneered, "You actually caught up with us. What, do you still want to save him?"

Lin Chen smiled and said, "He made a lot of money off me today and promised to treat me to dinner, but he ran away and skipped out on the bill, leaving me to pay for the meal and the table. This won't do. If you beat him to a pulp, who am I supposed to collect the debt from?"

With such an obvious excuse to save someone, no one would actually believe it. Zhao Ping sneered, "If you want to save someone, then come on. If you have the ability to save him today, I'll wipe the slate clean of all grudges between us."

Lin Chen smiled: "Isn't it good to prioritize harmony?"

Zhao Ping reached out and grabbed Fang Dao's finger, saying with a mocking expression, "Within three breaths, I'll break his first finger. Whether your friend can save his finger depends on your skills."

Fang Dao gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Lin, those three are Nascent Soul cultivators. Don't worry about me. They won't dare to kill me anyway. A few broken bones won't kill me!"

Zhao Ping chuckled: "You've got guts... one!"

Lin Chen summoned the Three Provinces Sword, took a step forward, and arrived in front of the first Golden Core Realm man. Without saying a word, he slashed with the sword.

The man waved his hand, and a shield appeared in front of him.

The Three Provinces Sword struck the shield, which was as fragile as paper, and was cleanly and swiftly sliced ​​open by the sword.

The sharp blade grazed his face and sliced ​​across his chest, the chill of the blade sending shivers down his spine.

The man's face turned deathly pale, as if someone had stepped on his tail, and he instantly dodged to the side. Lin Chen continued forward.

The expressions of the people in front changed drastically. Flying swords appeared in front of them, rushing towards Lin Chen with an incomparably sharp sword aura.

Lin Chen continued walking, his sword flashing with cold light.

The flying sword was accurately struck by the Three Provinces Sword as soon as it got within three feet of Lin Chen, and bounced back.

The flying swords crisscrossed in the air, piercing back and forth, but they could not stop Lin Chen's leisurely steps.

Everyone was shocked.

This guy is just a Golden Core cultivator, how come he's so powerful?

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator's flying sword could be blocked without the tribe being at a disadvantage?
A middle-aged man cast a spell on the flying sword, which suddenly accelerated. In a short distance, it produced the sound of wind and thunder, like a thorn of wind and thunder, shooting towards Lin Chen.

As expected, Lin Chen's sword struck the flying sword. The flying sword snapped and broke through the three-foot sword barrier, shooting towards Lin Chen's body.

When Zhao Ping and the others saw this, their eyes lit up with surprise and delight.

We've broken through!
Go in!
Lin Chen reached out and grabbed the flying sword just as it was about to hit him.

The joy in Zhao Ping and the others intensified.

The kid panicked and actually tried to grab the flying sword with his bare hands. Wasn't that just courting death?
A Golden Core cultivator capturing a Nascent Soul cultivator's flying sword?

A murderous glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He pointed his sword and prepared to use it to cut off Lin Chen's finger.

The sword trembled slightly, but did not move.

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He brandished his sword again, but the flying sword was like a dead snake that had fallen into Lin Chen's hand. Although it trembled slightly, it was powerless to struggle and fly away, let alone cut off Lin Chen's finger.

In that instant, Lin Chen took a step forward and was already in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man retreated to the side in a panic, not daring to block Lin Chen's path.

Lin Chen took another step and was already in front of the dumbfounded Zhao Ping, slashing down with his sword.

The sword light was as white as snow, and the sword energy crisscrossed.

Zhao Ping's expression changed drastically. He let out a strange cry and suddenly darted backward, no longer caring about Fang Dao in front of him.

Lin Chen took another step forward, standing in front of Fang Dao, and turned to Zhao Ping with a faint smile: "I've saved the man, so let's call it even?"

(End of this chapter)