Chapter 1584 - 1585: You Must Die
Boom!
A massive array plate appeared in the air.
Golden light shone, enveloping the Wudang disciples within.
All the Wudang disciples sat cross-legged, streams of spiritual energy emitted from them and injected into the array.
Zeus sneered: "Do you think such a broken array could trap us?"
With a cold gaze, Zeus called out to the leaders behind him: "Kill them for me!"
With his command, the martial artists leapt out quickly, their attacks striking the array like lightning.
"Boom boom boom!"
Instantly, ripples surged across the surface of the array.
However, with the constant influx of spiritual energy from the Wudang martial artists, they indeed managed to hold off the opposition's onslaught.
Under the array's obstruction, the martial artists indeed couldn't advance an inch.
"Humph, I wonder how long you can hold out."
Zeus snorted coldly and suddenly struck with a palm.
Harry also threw a spell sphere fiercely onto the array.
With the two joining in, many Wudang martial artists turned pale.
"Pfft, pfft!"
Almost simultaneously, several weaker Wudang martial artists spat blood.
"Haha, those Chinese folks won't last much longer, continue attacking!" Zeus laughed loudly.
Boom boom boom!
As waves of attacks fell upon the array, more and more martial artists were shaken to the ground, coughing up blood.
And the array also began to show cracks.
On the other side of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng looked at the about-to-burst array, tears streaming down.
His fists clenched tightly, a mix of anger and tears in his gaze.
"Wudang disciples, I, Sanfeng, swear here, if I don't avenge this, I'm not human." Zhang Sanfeng bowed thrice toward the array before suddenly leaping into the forest.
Crack, crack!
The array was barely holding on, more and more Wudang martial artists fell to the ground, spitting blood.
At this moment, Zhang Yu was covered in red, clenching his teeth, using the last of his spiritual energy to support the array.
He knew if he could hold for just one more minute, his master could get farther away.
Finally, with a loud crash, the golden array broke.
The array transformed into ripples, scattering into countless golden raindrops.
Almost simultaneously, all the Wudang disciples inside the array fell into pools of blood.
"Haha, they're done for, kill them all!" Zeus laughed arrogantly.
Kill!
Almost at the same time, figures sprang out viciously towards the Wudang disciples.
Zhang Yu's face was pale and bitter: "Master, I'm sorry I couldn't protect Wudang Mountain."
"If it were Lin Chen, he surely could've done it!" Suddenly, an image flashed in his mind.
Just then, a Holy Church martial artist charged in front of him, raising a knife high.
Watching the blood blade, Zhang Yu lacked any resistance, only staring helplessly as the knife descended.
To die like this, how unwilling!
However, right then, the blade abruptly halted mid-air.
In the next instant, accompanied by a scream, the martial artist, who swung the knife at him, was sent flying backward.
Seeing the emerging figure, Zhang Yu's eyes lit up, showing extreme excitement.
"It's him!"
"You bastards dare to rampage on Chinese soil!" Lin Chen snorted coldly, a series of fireballs flashed.
Those martial artists who rushed over to slaughter the Wudang disciples were all ignited and instantly reduced to ashes.
Seeing this, Zeus's expression changed.
Just as he was about to act, a strong figure from the Holy Church stepped forward.
"Sect Hierarch, no need for your intervention, I will kill that kid."
Zeus nodded: "Be cautious."
The man stepping forward was Gui Jiao, one of the twelve angels.
Gui Jiao arrived in front of Lin Chen and snorted coldly: "Kid, you're very arrogant!"
Lin Chen's gaze turned cold, ignoring Gui Jiao and fixing his eyes on Zeus behind him.
"How dare you trash trample on Chinese soil, everyone here must die today."
Boom! Lin Chen's words resonated like thunder through Wudang Mountain.
Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, the foreign powerhouses first froze, then showed a mocking smile in their eyes.
"Kid, what are you saying! You alone wish to kill us all?" Gui Jiao laughed heartily.
Suddenly Gui Jiao's gaze turned cold, his sinister triangular eyes fixed on Lin Chen.
"Kid, do you know? You're the first to dare say you'll kill me!" Gui Jiao said coldly.
Gui Jiao is known as the demon king of murder in the world martial arts.
His ghost blade, once unsheathed, will be stained with blood.
"Is that so? Then I should be the last one to say it too!" Lin Chen smirked.
"What do you mean?" Gui Jiao paused in confusion.
Lin Chen chuckled softly: "Because you're about to die, so naturally no one will say it again."
"You're courting death!" Gui Jiao, hearing Lin Chen's words, almost twisted his nose in rage.
In his lifetime, Gui Jiao had seen countless arrogant people, but this Lin Chen was the most audacious.
"Kid, to honor your arrogance, I will cut you into pieces." Gui Jiao's gaze turned sinister.
As Gui Jiao finished speaking, the ghost blade appeared in his hand and he swung down hard.
Swish!
The blade's glow flickered, directly slashing at Lin Chen's neck.
Its glare shimmered coldly, ripping through the void.
Facing Gui Jiao's deadly strike, Lin Chen revealed a dismissive smile.
"You like slicing people into pieces? Then I'll fulfill your wish."
As the words fell, Lin Chen's figure flickered, vanishing instantly from the spot.
Swish!
As the blade flickered, Gui Jiao suddenly found no one in front of him.
"How can this be!" Gui Jiao's face changed, feeling his hair stand on end.
In the next moment, Gui Jiao felt a lightness in his hand!
His knife was gone.
"Your knife is here!" As the words fell, the blade gleamed once more.
Gui Jiao felt a heaviness in his heart, his face turning grim.
"Retreat!"
Gui Jiao's face changed, his body swiftly retreating.
Yet unexpectedly, Lin Chen's speed was even faster, his hand swinging the blade fiercely.
Swish swish swish!
Gui Jiao felt blood spurting from his body, streams of blood splashing out.
His face changed dramatically, his body swiftly retreating.
However, Lin Chen's blade followed closely.
Puff puff puff!
The ghost blade's sharp edge continuously pierced Gui Jiao's body.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Miserable screams resounded, and in an instant, Gui Jiao was transformed into a bloodied figure.
"Who are you?" Gui Jiao's body continuously retreated, asked through gritted teeth.
Lin Chen showed a hint of cold blood at the corner of his mouth: "I am Lin Chen, the one you're looking for."
"What? You are Lin Chen?"
Gui Jiao's face drastically changed upon hearing Lin Chen's words.
He never dreamed that Lin Chen, wanted by the Alliance Hierarch, would brazenly appear here.
"Lin Chen, don't kill me, spare me!" Gui Jiao, despite killing countless people, shrank back at the brink of death.
Lin Chen's gaze turned icy: "Your hands are soaked with Chinese blood, so you must die."