With the sword in hand, the guard had no ability to resist, and his neck was cut directly, and the street was dyed red with blood.

The senior members of the Xu family standing inside the formation were filled with jealousy.

Xu Yilin treated every guard of the Xu family as if they were relatives. He killed his relatives in front of him. His fists were clenched tightly, and veins appeared on his face. He wished he could rush out immediately.

"Master, please don't come out, we are not afraid of death!"

The guards kneeling outside shouted loudly, asking the family master not to become their hostage. He would rather die than harm the family.

"Kill all of us if you can, and we will never frown."

The deacons raised their heads, their eyes filled with a look of death.

"I will slowly torture you and make your life worse than death."

Shao Dongli swung his long sword, and the arms of three more guards were cut off. They were so painful that they broke out in cold sweat, but they didn't shout a word.

Xu Yilin's heart was bleeding, and Butler Lan and others standing aside clenched their teeth with hatred, almost to pieces.

"Master, let us fight out!"

Butler Lan tightened his weapon and wanted to fight out. He would rather die than die vigorously.

Xu Yilin didn't say anything. He had trained these people with his own hands. He would feel bad for anyone who died.

"Let's see how long you can hide."

Shao Dongli raised his long sword, and the legs of three more people were cut off. The appearance was horrific. These guards were not humble and did not say a word, with deep unyielding expression in their eyes.

The long sword continued to be raised, slashing at the arms of the remaining guards, forcing Xu Yilin to show up.

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