Chapter 564: The whole scene is silent

Lin Chen whispered, his voice so flat that there wasn't a ripple, yet it made the entire noisy plain instantly fall into a deathly silence.

Everyone couldn't have imagined that facing over a dozen disciples of the Bahuang Sect, including two Fourth Stage Primordial powerhouses, Lin Chen would actually be the first to make a move.

There were no flashy moves, no dazzling light; Lin Chen just threw a punch so flatly.

But it was such a seemingly flat punch that it seemed to ignore the distance of space, even exceeding the limit of what many people's eyes could capture.

Everyone only felt a blurred trajectory pass before their eyes, and then a muffled sound that made their scalps explode came.

"Bang!"

The Bahuang Sect young disciple's sneer hadn't even fully solidified on his face when his protective Qi, the moment it touched that invisible fist print, was as fragile as thin ice thrown into a furnace.

With a soft sound of "puff," it wasn't shattering, but annihilation!

The whole person was just gone!

Like evaporating into thin air instantly, only a few drops of blood were sprinkled on the ground.

At the scene, there was no sound.

The fire waves that had been rippling over seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.

From Lin Chen throwing the punch to the annihilation of this Third Stage Primordial Bahuang Sect youth, it was so fast that many martial artists couldn't react, and didn't even understand what was going on.

Lin Chen's punch exceeded their understanding.

That was the Third Stage of the Martial Way, and he just evaporated into thin air without any reaction?

The expressions of the many martial artists on the plain were extremely uniform at this moment: shock and incomprehensible confusion.

"Lin Lin Shidi Chu!"

Wan Xingyao's eyes were red. Lin Lin Shidi Chu was the Elder's son. This time coming to the Sacred Fire Realm, the Elder specially bestowed Lin Lin Shidi Chu with a set of armor. This armor, forged by a master from the Qianji Domain, could withstand several hits even against a Fourth Stage Primordial martial artist.

But facing Lin Chen's punch, it actually melted directly.

"All Junior Brothers, attack together!"

Wan Xingyao's roar woke up the Bahuang Sect martial artists who were in shock and confusion, and one by one, they started to move in a panic.

However, Lin Chen was faster than them.

After throwing one punch, Lin Chen's figure had already turned, his movements without a moment's pause, and he blasted toward another Bahuang Sect martial artist on the side.

In a panic, the Bahuang Sect martial artist turned pale, his body exploded like a blood mist, following in the footsteps of the previous one.

However, at the same time, the attacks of the other Bahuang Sect martial artists arrived.

Wan Xingyao's eyes were blood-red, roaring as he urged his entire Primordial power. A long halberd, pitch-black as ink and emitting terrifying baleful energy, instantly appeared in his hand. The Bahuang Sect's town-sect unique art: Creation Halberd.

"Die for me!"

Vast, desolate, and fierce baleful energy soared into the sky, as if to tear the sky apart. The halberd body tore through the air, like a roaring fierce dragon, directly slashing toward Lin Chen.

This strike was his all-out effort.

Coupled with the moves of several other Bahuang Sect martial artists, the space in the area around Lin Chen became chaotic at this moment, filled with various energy lights.

Seeing Lin Chen surrounded by various energies, many martial artists at the scene sighed in their hearts. Lin Chen was too fierce. He shouldn't have continued to attack the Bahuang Sect martial artists just now, so that he was now caught in the group attack of the Bahuang Sect martial artists. He was likely to be seriously injured.

Facing the all-out strike of Wan Xingyao and several Bahuang Sect martial artists, Lin Chen's expression was indifferent, and he didn't intend to dodge at all.

If he had to dodge the attacks of these few people, then the forty years of suffering in the Qian Die Secret Realm would have been in vain.

Boom!

The terrifying energy sufficient to tear everything apart landed precisely on Lin Chen at this moment. Countless energy lights bloomed, and seeing Lin Chen not dodge, Wan Xingyao also let out a sigh of relief in his heart. This strike... even if Lin Chen didn't die, he would definitely be seriously injured.

As long as he killed Lin Chen, even if two Junior Brothers lost their lives, he could go back and report to the Elders.

However, the scene of Lin Chen's body splattering with blood mist that he had imagined did not appear!

When these energy lights dissipated, a gasp erupted on the entire plain.

Lin Chen stood there, completely unscathed.

It couldn't be said that he was completely unscathed; his clothes were torn, but it was only his clothes, and the skin where they were torn didn't have a single scratch.

"How is this possible?"

On the plain, the pupils of Meng Bing, Jiang Chen, and others shrank, with incredulity in their eyes. If they were Lin Chen, facing the all-out strike of Wan Xingyao and several Bahuang Sect martial artists, not to mention dying, they would definitely be injured.

And as the person involved, Wan Xingyao had even more incomprehensible confusion on his face at this moment.

The moment his all-out Creation Halberd landed on Lin Chen, it felt like it had hit a towering mountain. A terrifying force, so vast and vigorous that it made him crack, surged back along the halberd body and along his arm, making his arm tremble.

He was like this, and the other few Bahuang Sect disciples who had attacked were even worse. At this moment, facing Lin Chen's counter-shock force, they spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their bodies staggered back continuously.

At the scene, the many martial artists who had just been shocked that Lin Chen had blocked it fell into absolute deathly silence again because of this scene.

But Lin Chen didn't give them more time to think. Lin Chen moved again, like a demon god. Every punch he threw resulted in the death of a Bahuang Sect martial artist.

Like cutting grass!

The Primordial martial artists at the scene had very complicated expressions regarding the scene they were seeing. No matter how humble their behavior had been in the past, they all had the pride of Primordial martial artists in their bones. Being able to cultivate to the Primordial Stage meant they had already surpassed many martial artists in the Yan Imperial Dynasty. Even if there were strong and weak among the Primordial Stage, as long as they entered the Primordial Stage, it meant they had stepped into the privileged class of the Martial Way world.

And now they were seeing Primordial martial artists whose strength was equal to theirs, or even stronger than theirs, being harvested like grass, and the feeling in their hearts was indeed complicated.

Six Bahuang Sect martial artists died in succession, and the remaining Bahuang Sect martial artists were completely filled with fear in their hearts. In their eyes, Lin Chen at this moment was an invincible demon god.

Run!

Even if they knew that if they ran away this time, once the news reached the sect, it would definitely make the sect Elders furious, because they had disgraced the sect, and it was in front of so many forces.

But it's better to live than to die. No matter how they were punished, it was better than losing their lives.

Whoosh!

One Bahuang Sect martial artist fled first. Wan Xingyao's face turned black instantly: "Bastard, there are no cowards among the disciples of my Bahuang Sect."

After speaking, Wan Xingyao's eyes swept over the remaining four Junior Brothers, with a thick threat in his eyes.

With the two sects at war, and with so many forces watching this time, what happened in the Sacred Fire Realm absolutely couldn't be hidden. The twelve of them losing to Lin Chen would indeed have an impact on the sect, but fighting to the death knowing they were no match and running away out of fear had completely different impacts on morale.

If they ran away out of fear, once the news reached the Bahuang Domain, the martial artists of the Bahuang Domain would choose to run away instead of fighting to the death when they encountered the martial artists of the Canglan Domain on the battlefield in the future.

If the disciples of the Upper Sect are like this, let alone us.

Wan Xingyao could think of the excuses those Bahuang Domain martial artists would give at that time, and this was something the sect absolutely wouldn't allow to happen.

He told these Junior Brothers with his eyes to think about their families, think about their families. If they dared to run away, the sect would definitely not be lenient.

The few Bahuang Sect martial artists who had originally wanted to run, after receiving Wan Xingyao's threatening eyes, forcibly suppressed the thought of running away in their hearts. They could run, but after running, their families would suffer.

At this moment, Lin Chen didn't care what the Bahuang Sect martial artists were thinking. The two sects were hostile to each other; there was no right or wrong, only positions.

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

Blood mist bloomed on this plain, and the Bahuang Sect disciples died one by one. The posture of fighting to the death was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the eyes of the watching martial artists, overestimating their own strength. ===== CHAPTER 565 =====