Chapter 595: Chapter 107: Facing Three Alone, Peerless God of Slaughter (Part 2)

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Three arrows were fired in succession, so fast that the three fastest Martial Artists from Zheng Kingdom didn’t even have time to react. Their foreheads were pierced directly by the golden arrows.

Draw the arrow, pull the bow!

At this moment, Lin Chen is just like a grim reaper, every arrow mercilessly harvesting the lives of the opponents.

Archery is extremely difficult to master.

In battles with evenly matched opponents, it’s hard to gain an advantage.

However, when overwhelming in strength, the power of archery is unmatched by any other weapon.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Nine arrows, nine disciples of the Zheng Kingdom’s Martial Arts Academy fell into the water as corpses.

The disciples of Zheng Kingdom’s Martial Arts Academy who had originally rushed down here suddenly stopped in their tracks. The faster they charged at Lin Chen, the quicker they died at the hands of his bow and arrows.

"Senior Brother Huo!"

A disciple from Zheng Kingdom’s Martial Arts Academy shouted, while on the other side, Huo Ruohong, still standing on the cliff, looked a bit grim-faced. His pride made him unwilling to cooperate with others, which was why he hadn’t acted immediately.

As for the disciples of Zheng Kingdom’s Martial Arts Academy, no matter how many died, his expression wouldn’t change.

Yet considering Lord Lu’s instructions, Huo Ruohong glanced at Bian Xinjie and Ling Tianhao beside him, and said coldly, "Let’s act together."

He wasn’t confident in dealing with Lin Chen alone.

Fine then, after this battle, no one from Liang’s side will survive, and the matter of teaming up against Lin Chen won’t spread.

Bian Xinjie and Ling Tianhao had been waiting for Huo Ruohong to say this, both eager for action. When Lin Chen defeated Huo Ruohong, both had already accepted the fact that their strength was inferior to Lin Chen.

As long as Lin Chen dies, the humiliation faced during the ranking competition will vanish.

No matter how strong or talented one is, a dead man is just a dead man; only the living can continue to advance in the Martial Path.

"Senior Brother Lin, Huo Ruohong and the other two are coming."

Beside Lin Chen, Meng Xing spoke to remind him. Lin Chen nodded, satisfied to have taken down nine Martial Artists from Zheng Kingdom, thanks to the opportunity given by Huo Ruohong.

"Junior Brother Meng, take care of yourself."

After advising Meng Xing, Lin Chen’s figure turned into a shadow and dashed directly towards the three of them.

These three are strong contenders on the Celestial List; their power is far superior to the other senior brothers present. If he doesn’t stop these three, the others won’t stand a chance against them.

"Lin Chen, today is your death day."

Ling Tianhao’s face bore a sinister expression, as his long saber slashed through the air, while Bian Xinjie waved both hands in the air, sending dozens of sharp ice blades whistling towards him.

In the forefront, the Ice Phoenix’s shadow appeared behind Huo Ruohong once again, snowflakes falling in the surrounding area. The three drastically different killing intents completely enveloped Lin Chen.

"Though dead, you die honorably, Lin Chen!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Huo Ruohong’s voice was chilling as the Ice Phoenix soared into the sky, transforming into a Cold Ice Sword, slashing straight at him.

Across the Nine Kingdoms, beneath the Middle Grade, no one could withstand an attack from their combined forces.

Huo Ruohong had this confidence; Ling Tianhao and Bian Xinjie felt the same, both wearing satisfied smiles, anticipating Lin Chen’s impending injuries.

"Mountain Suppressing Chart!"

Lin Chen let out a loud roar. At that moment, his Qi Blood surged to the extreme, forming a blood-colored halo around him with terrifying force. His pores emitted a golden glow.

Bian Xinjie’s ice blades instantly melted into a misty vapor before even touching the blood-colored halo.

This scene made Bian Xinjie’s pupils contract slightly.

Swoosh!

Ling Tianhao’s saber light struck Lin Chen’s shoulder, bursting into blinding sparks, with the reaction force causing spider web cracks on the blade.

"This is impossible!"

The intense pain from Ling Tianhao’s cracked tiger mouth had not yet faded when he saw Lin Chen’s five fingers clasp onto the back of the saber like iron pincers, and with a squeeze of his bronze knuckles, the blade shattered instantly.

Ling Tianhao’s pupils contracted as he was about to retreat, when a sudden ice-blue trail flashed before his eyes — Lin Chen’s forefinger had cut a shadow in the air.

Thud!

The Canglan Finger pierced through his armor, his vaunted Ice Cold Martial Path protective will was pierced like thin paper, and his right chest blasted open with a blood hole the size of a bowl.

Upon witnessing Ling Tianhao’s injury, Huo Ruohong’s expression remained unchanged. Lin Chen’s reckless attack on Ling Tianhao meant he would bear the brunt of his sword.

Boom!

As the sword light fell on Lin Chen, Huo Ruohong’s eyes curled into a smile. Whether alive or severely injured, trading Junior Brother Ling’s injury for Lin Chen’s grave wounds was a worthwhile transaction.

Lin Chen’s body abruptly dropped, cut down by the sword light into the water.

This scene made Li Yuan and others watching from afar anxious.

"Junior Brother Lin!"

Li Yuan abandoned his opponent, intending to rush over, but the Han Kingdom Martial Artist he was engaging with wouldn’t let him leave. The long spear shot forward, blocking Li Yuan’s path.

Everyone knew the battle here would decide the victory for both sides, with Lin Chen against Senior Brother Huo and the other two.

Clearly, Lin Chen had lost.

Once Senior Brother Huo and the others had a free hand, they would massacre the disciples of Liang’s Martial Arts Academy.

"It’s still Senior Brother Huo."

Bian Xinjie also breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Lin Chen’s aura made him feel a bit anxious. This was the first time he felt fear towards a Martial Artist of the same age.

Fortunately, everything was over.

Lin Chen was dead, and his fear dissipated.

The future of the Nine Kingdoms Martial Path still belonged to their Han Kingdom.

"Watch out!"

The smile on Huo Ruohong’s face disappeared as he suddenly shouted. But his shout made Bian Xinjie and Ling Tianhao freeze for a moment, quickly reacting by attempting to move upwards.

Unfortunately, the injured Ling Tianhao was a step too slow.

An ice-blue pillar shot up from beneath the water; Ling Tianhao’s body hadn’t moved a foot before the pillar shot up from below, piercing through his groin and bursting out from the top of his head.

Bang!

Ling Tianhao’s entire body exploded mid-air like a blood flower, scattering into pieces and falling towards the water.

Simultaneously, golden light appeared from the water, causing a massive wave to surge skyward. Everyone watched in shock as the wave reached ten-zhang high, with a figure standing atop it.

"It’s Junior Brother Lin!"

Seeing Lin Chen unharmed, Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and so did the other disciples of Liang Kingdom’s Martial Arts Academy.

In their hearts, they knew that their alliance with Han Kingdom and Zheng Kingdom was primarily aimed at Lin Chen. They didn’t want Junior Brother Lin to return to Liang.

"I knew Senior Brother Lin wouldn’t be defeated so easily."

On the boat, Meng Xing’s eyes were filled with excitement, and he and Kong Qing teamed up against an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist.

Atop the massive wave, Lin Chen now stood with his upper body bare, his Reversed Scale Armor shattered. He barely survived Huo Ruohong’s sword, thanks to his strong body and the protective Reversed Scale Armor, avoiding injury.

Reversed Scale Armor, capable of neutralizing Martial Path Will energy.

"You’re really hard to kill!"

Huo Ruohong showed disappointment in his eyes, while Bian Xinjie’s fear reached its peak — still unable to injure Lin Chen, his heart harbors a dreadful foreboding.

"Now, it’s my turn!"

Lin Chen’s eyes gleamed coldly as the giant wave descended and dissipated; his body shot forward suddenly, appearing instantly before Bian Xinjie. The latter, in terror, tried to summon ice blades again while forming an ice shield in front. Yet in the face of Lin Chen’s ice-blue fingers, the ice shield shattered like a bubble in an instant.

"No, spare me!"

Bian Xinjie could no longer conceal his inner fear, but it was already too late.

The sound of bones cracking clearly reached many Martial Artists around; Lin Chen slapped Bian Xinjie’s chest, piercing it directly. Everyone witnessed the most shocking scene of their lives.

Amidst the sound of tearing muscles, Bian Xinjie was gruesomely torn in half by Lin Chen, blood splattering on Lin Chen, resembling a god of death.

Witnessing this scene, Martial Artists from Han Kingdom and Zheng Kingdom were terrified — even with Huo Ruohong’s combined efforts, Lin Chen couldn’t be suppressed, and two were already dead, leaving Huo Ruohong...

At this moment, Huo Ruohong’s body turned into a stream of light, rapidly retreating.

"Save me, my lord!"

PS: This Chapter was written long ago and took a while to modify, sorry for being late. There’ll be another Chapter at midnight.