Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Bai Shan's eyes glistened with ferocity, as strands of white energy gathered between his palms.

Two energies clashed in mid-air, neither willing to yield.

But at this moment, Bai Shan's gaze hardened.

Lin Chen's body suddenly dove down from the sky like lightning.

How could this be? When did he ascend into the air?

Bai Shan wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.

Lin Chen's body crashed down like a meteor falling from the sky.

Then, he swung his fist directly at Bai Shan.

Seeing the fist magnify before his eyes, Bai Shan's face tensed.

He also swung his fist, aiming to strike Lin Chen in mid-air.

However, just as their fists were about to collide, a strange smile appeared on Lin Chen's face.

Suddenly, a chilling black energy spread from Lin Chen's fist.

What is this?

Bai Shan's face dramatically changed, but he had no chance to avoid, so he had to meet it with his punch.

"Bang!"

Their fists clashed heavily together.

Bai Shan felt a surge of force being drawn into his arm.

Suddenly, Bai Shan glanced at his arm and his expression changed dramatically.

Because his arm was rapidly withering.

In the blink of an eye, his hand had disappeared.

Witnessing this bizarre scene, Bai Shan's face revealed unconcealable shock and fear.

Lin Chen sneered at Bai Shan: "All that boasting, and yet it's not that impressive."

Crack, crack!

With a crisp sound, Bai Shan's right arm suddenly shattered and fell to the ground, turning to powder.

This is the Drying Technique!

Bai Shan's gaze tightened, suddenly recalling the name of this eerie Cultivation Technique.

With his right arm destroyed, Bai Shan lost the will to continue fighting and turned to flee.

Lin Chen snorted coldly: "Do you think you can escape?"

As he spoke, Lin Chen's body shot out like lightning.

Bai Shan's expression changed as he swung his left arm towards Lin Chen.

But upon seeing Lin Chen's arm emitting gray energy, Bai Shan's expression became exceedingly grim.

He wanted to retract his arm, but it was too late, Lin Chen had already gripped it tightly.

"Ah!" With a scream of pain, Bai Shan despairingly discovered his left arm was also rapidly withering.

Bai Shan stared dead at Lin Chen, eyes filled with shock.

He never dreamed that the young man before him possessed such ruthless means.

In the blink of an eye, both arms were lost.

Bai Shan felt a tingling sensation along his scalp as a chill permeated through his entire body.

"You actually know the Drying Technique, you actually comprehended the Celestial Tome."

Hearing Bai Shan's astonished voice, Lin Chen's gaze sharpened.

The Celestial Tome is an unrivaled treasure of the Immortal Realm, if others found out, he would surely become a target.

Therefore, this fellow must die.

After all, if this leaked, Lin Chen would face immense trouble.

A ferocity flickered in Lin Chen's eyes as he coldly smiled: "You're clever, but clever people often die quickly."

Seeing Lin Chen's icy smile, Bai Shan felt a soul-wrenching fear.

Despite losing both hands, Bai Shan still struggled desperately.

As his hands were rendered useless, he felt his strength rapidly draining away.

Only now did he realize he had encountered a true demon.

Bang!

With a dull thud, Lin Chen finally caught up to him.

And Lin Chen's palm unmercifully struck Bai Shan's chest.

Whoosh!

Blood spattered, Bai Shan's face instantly turned ashen like paper, horror and fright painted across his face as he heavily fell to the ground.

This elite of the Mie Tian Sect, who had not long emerged, also fell completely.

Witnessing this, Shangguan Wan'er's face changed: "Lin Chen, hearing what this guy said, Mie Tian Sect must be very strong. You killed their people, will they let you go?"

Lin Chen smiled faintly: "Cut weeds without removing the roots, and they will surely regrow."

Shangguan Wan'er took a deep breath, indeed, this man was resolute and decisive, far from ordinary.

"Killing is indeed better. This Mie Tian Sect, I must report this to my master," Shangguan Wan'er said solemnly.

"Lin Chen, do you want to help Li Feng over there?" Shangguan Wan'er asked, looking at the battle on the other side.

Lin Chen smiled lightly: "No need, Brother Li's strength is more than enough to handle that guy."

As he spoke, Lin Chen absorbed Bai Shan's corpse into his palm and coldly shouted: "What's so impressive about the Mie Tian Sect anyway."

Lin Chen's voice echoed through the valley like a thunderclap.

Hearing the voice, Hei Shui and Elder Hu's expressions changed.

Elder Hu's eyes gleamed with icy fury, scolding: "Kid, how dare you kill our Mie Tian Sect people!"

"Boy, the Mie Tian Sect will hear about Bai Shan's death and hunt you to the ends of the earth," Hei Shui also shouted angrily.

Lin Chen snorted coldly: "Sorry, but this news won't spread, because both of you will die here."

What, Hei Shui's expression changed, feeling a cold wind behind him.

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late—Li Feng's fist heavily smashed onto Hei Shui's shoulder.

"Crack!"

A force pierced through the shoulder, Hei Shui's face dramatically changed.

Seizing this opportunity, Li Feng naturally wouldn't give him any chance.

"Mystifying Step, Heaven Splitting Fist!"

Li Feng's movements shifted rapidly, appearing in front of the retreating Hei Shui.

Amidst the violent energy waves, golden light surged in Li Feng's palm, transforming into vortices, fiercely striking Hei Shui.

Hei Shui gritted his teeth, gathered all his Spiritual Energy in front of his chest, forming a shield of light.

Boom!

Li Feng's fist struck heavily on the light shield fabricated by Hei Shui, explosive energies spilled outward.

Crack, crack.

In just a few minutes, that light shield shattered completely.

Hei Shui's body was also sent flying backwards, spewing black blood, his breath instantly weakened significantly.

Before Hei Shui could stabilize himself, Li Feng came again, delivering another violent punch at Hei Shui.

Hei Shui gritted his teeth, managing to throw a punch.

Unfortunately, he no longer had any power to resist.

Bang!

Hei Shui's body shot out like a cannonball, embedding deeply into a giant rock behind him.

At this moment, Hei Shui was covered in blood, all the previous arrogance vanished, replaced by terror and fright.

Hei Shui desperately wriggled out from the rock, turning to flee.

However, he had just darted a few dozen meters when he felt an acute pain.

Glancing down, Li Feng's hand had turned into a blade, piercing through his chest.

Thud, Hei Shui fell heavily to the ground, breathless in death.

"Hei Shui!"

Seeing yet another Mie Tian Sect disciple fall, Elder Hu's face turned manic.

"You, you will regret it, killing our Mie Tian Sect members, you and all associated with you will die."

Feng Jiu snorted coldly: "Sorry, but this news won't leak out, because you will also die here."

Elder Hu snorted coldly: "Feng Jiu, you're too arrogant, though I may not kill you, none can stop me from leaving."

"Is that so?" Feng Jiu's lips curled slightly, flashing a mocking smile.