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Mike Taylorâs face couldnât help but change slightly, but it was only momentary.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he gazed to the north and sighed softly, âKylan Taylor, you really are ruthless enoughâ¦â
âAnything else to say?â Mr. Snyder said casually.
Mike Taylorâs face didnât show any fear, as he had only managed to survive by a hairâs breadth, so he appeared calm and composed.
âExchange my life for his life,â Mike Taylor said, pointing to Ethan Smith on the ground.
Mr. Snyder sneered, âCanât you understand human language? Mr. Taylor says both of you must die!â
The moment his words fell, Mr. Snyderâs hand suddenly shot out, grabbing Mike Taylorâs throat!
The immense force made it difficult for Mike Taylor to breathe!
His entire face turned red, and his neck was nearly twisted off!
âGo to hell!â Craziness flickered in Mr. Snyderâs eyes!
At that moment, a sword suddenly chopped down!
The sword light flashed, and Mr. Snyderâs arm was severed!
âAhh!!!â Mr. Snyder couldnât help but scream in pain!
Looking over, Ethan Smith was seen holding a bronze sword, staring fiercely at Mr. Snyder!
âMike Taylorâ¦â Ethan Smith struggled to look towards Nikolai Taylor.
Mike Taylor opened his mouth, a hint of gratitude appearing in his eyes.
âAs long as Iâm still standing, I wonât let you hurt himâ¦â Ethan Smith propped up his body, staring intently at Mr. Snyder.
Mr. Snyder furiously yelled, âYou dare to cut off my arm! Iâm going to kill you, kill you!â
Mr. Snyder went mad, his fists raining down on Ethan Smith like torrential rain!
At this moment, Ethan Smith had already lost the ability to resist, responding even slower than before.
His body was beaten to the point of almost shattering, turning him entirely into a bloody mess!
âYou two, go kill him!â Mr. Snyder yelled, pointing at Mike Taylor.
The two people exchanged glances and immediately walked towards Mike Taylor.
âRetreat⦠to inches!â
At that moment, Ethan Smith used the last of his strength to block in front of Mike Taylorâs body!
âI said⦠I wonât let you touch him!â Ethan Smith said coldly.
âLooking for death!â Mr. Snyder stomped forward, viciously kicking Ethan Smith in the chest!
Ethan Smithâs body shook a bit but still stood in front of Mike Taylor!
Seeing this, Mr. Snyder couldnât help but scowl.
âI want to see how long you can hold on!â Mr. Snyder clenched his fists, madly pounding Ethan Smithâs body.
The countless dense punches caused Ethan Smithâs body to be riddled with holes!
Numerous bones shattered, and the blood in his mouth spewed out like a gushing spring!
However, despite all this, Ethan Smith stubbornly held his ground, shielding Mike Taylor like a steel tower!
âHow is this possible!â Mr. Snyder felt like he was going crazy!
Even a Peak Form of Grandmaster might not have been able to withstand such a fierce bombardment!
How could he, just a Grandmaster, have even managed this!
âEthan Smith, you⦠donât force yourself anymore.â Mike Taylor murmured tremblingly.
Ethan Smith opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but as soon as he did, blood filled his mouth.
âWhat a madman!â Mr. Snyder coldly said.
He raised his palm, and a glimmer of light gathered in his hand.
Soon after, a shimmering long sword appeared in his hand.
âTime to die!â Mr. Snyder roared angrily, then stabbed the sword straight into Ethan Smithâs heart!
âPuff!â
Ethan Smith spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his vision began to blur before his eyes.
âMr⦠Mr. Taylorâ¦â Ethanâs hand reached out in the direction of Mike Taylor, but his body fell heavily to the ground.
âEthan Smithâ¦â Mike Taylorâs tears flowed freely.
He never expected that Ethan would go so far to protect him.
Mr. Snyder sneered, âTo prevent any accidents, cut off his head and take it back to finish the job.â
âYes.â The two Grandmasters nodded, and immediately raised their sharp weapons to slash at Ethanâs neck.
âClang!â
Just as the sword was about to fall on Ethanâs neck, a burst of light flashed past, shattering the sword in his hand!
âHm? Whoâs there?â The three simultaneously looked towards the distance.
âKilling my Medicine God Pavilion elder at my pavilionâs doorstep, I think youâre not putting me in your eyes.â
A slightly coquettish voice came from not far away.
Turning their heads, they saw a woman slowly approaching.
Eight followers accompanied her.
Each of these eight followers was at the Grandmaster Peak!
âWho are you?â Mr. Snyder asked coldly.
âHow dare you! She is our Lord of Medicine God Pavilion!â the Chief Enforcement Elder roared!
âThe Lord of Medicine God Pavilion?â Mr. Snyderâs face changed slightly.
He turned to look at the Pavilion Master, bowing and saying, âI have met the Pavilion Master.â
The Pavilion Master spoke indifferently, âNo matter what grievances you have between you, let this matter go.â
Mr. Snyderâs brows furrowed slightly, and he stared coldly at the Pavilion Master, saying, âThey are the enemies of the Taylor family. Does the Pavilion Master really want to meddle in this matter?â
âMeddle? Are you deaf?â The Pavilion Master frowned.
âEthan Smith is our Medicine God Pavilion elder!â The Chief Enforcement Elder roared even more angrily.
Mr. Snyderâs face turned chilly, and he stared coldly at the Pavilion Master, saying, âIf you interfere in this matter, you will offend the Taylor Family!â
âSlap!â
As soon as Mr. Snyderâs words fell, a crisp slap flew across his face!
Such fast speed that even Mr. Snyder couldnât react to it!
âAre you threatening me?â The Pavilion Master narrowed her eyes and spoke softly.
At her words, a strong murderous spirit erupted from the eight Law Enforcement Elders.
Mr. Snyderâs face turned ugly!
Especially after this slap, he, as a Peak Form of Grandmaster, didnât notice it at all!
âCould it be⦠sheâs the Marquis?â Mr. Snyder became more and more frightened as he thought about it!
With that in mind, Mr. Snyder bowed and said, âPavilion Master, I was presumptuous. But⦠Mr. Taylor has given us a death order to kill them.â
âIf we canât kill them, we shouldnât go back to see him, and we hope that the Pavilion Master wonât be difficult.â
âDamn, it seems you really donât understand human speech!â One of the Law Enforcement Elders couldnât help but step forward towards Mr. Snyder.
Mr. Snyderâs body trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in his pupils!
If a fight broke out today, the three of them might not survive!
Fortunately, at this critical moment, the Pavilion Master waved her hand to stop the Law Enforcement Elder.
âWhether you can go back or not has nothing to do with me,â the Pavilion Master said indifferently.
âIf Kylan Taylor wants revenge, or seeks justice, let him come to me.â
After saying this, the Pavilion Master motioned with her chin to Ethanâs position for the Law Enforcement Elder to take him away.
The Law Enforcement Elder immediately complied, quickly walking in front of Ethan.
âPavilion Master, you cannot take Ethan away!â Mr. Snyder said anxiously.
However, the response he got was a couple of punches from the Law Enforcement Elder!