The close guard glanced over at the other two men, one who was a young man with two swords in his hands, also with a robe that was partially soaked with blood.
The other man, who was middle-aged, looked less menacing as there wasn't any blood on his robe.
He quickly pulled the leash of his horse, and the horse turned and galloped in the direction of the middle-aged man.
He thought he had chosen the best option out of the three men.
But how wrong he was.
Zhang Yi Nian also smirked when he saw the close guard coming towards him instead.
"Master, don't damage the armor," Lin Fan raised his hand and said to Zhang Yi Nian.
He was worried the armor of the close guard would be destroyed.
It was a crucial part of his plan.
The close guard drew out his curved sword and injected his Qi into it; the sword glowed, and he slashed it upwards.
Whoosh.
A slicing wave came at Zhang Yi Nian.
To the surprise of the close guard, he didn't even try to dodge the slicing wave.
Thud.
