Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2179 - 2180: Battle at the Spirit Pill Realm

This undisguised burst of cultivation made Lin Chen's gaze slightly sharpen.No wonder this person in front of him was so arrogant; it turns out he has the capital to be so.

Lin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and although this momentum was extremely strong, Lin Chen had also come out from many tempests. So, although the person in front of him was powerful, it was not enough to make Lin Chen feel intimidated.

However, the fire monkeys behind Lin Chen and Meng Shan did not have such resistance.

The spiritual power emanating from that figure was extremely strong, as if forming an invisible pressure in the air. This sudden pressure made Meng Shan gasp heavily, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The fire monkeys lying on the ground didn't fare much better; their originally collapsed bodies found it even harder to lift their heads.

They had not cultivated spiritual energy, relying only on their physical strength. When encountering such a strong user of spiritual energy, their disadvantages became deeply apparent.

"It's still not too late to kneel and beg for mercy." That figure's eyes narrowed into slits, and the gaze from those slits seemed to be looking at an ant.

Lin Chen did not speak, only a faint sneer flickering at the corner of his eyes, tightly gripping the Tianyan Ancient Sword, the anger that had not flared for a long time surged once more to his heart.

The spiritual energy within his body extended to the ancient sword with his command, spreading over it, instantly permeating into the blade, but externally, it seemed ordinary.

With the refining over time, Lin Chen's mastery over the sword became more proficient, and his internal spiritual energy surged toward that area with a shift in thought.

"A fly rallying the tree!"

The figure discerned Lin Chen's intention with his action, his eyes widening, releasing a chillingly intense killing intent!

With a loud shout from the figure, he moved accordingly, like a ghost in the night, moving in the air, sometimes lightly stepping on the ground, or sometimes stepping on the cliff wall in mid-air, his elusive figure making it difficult to track his movements.

But Lin Chen remained calm, gently closing his eyes, and soon, the acupuncture point in his eyebrows opened like a bright lamp, searching for the figure's traces in the air.

"Found it!"

Lin Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and three meters to his right was where the figure rapidly approached.

In his swift movement, a momentum of spiritual energy gathered in his fist, bursting with an imposing force!

As Lin Chen pinpointed the figure's trace, the figure lowered his head slightly, his face coldly gleaming as he lowly shouted, "Shaking Heaven Finger!"

With this low shout, his right fist swung out, and in the midst of the swing, the fist stance transitioned in mid-air, with his middle and index fingers forming a sword finger, resembling a sharp blade that made a piercing sound as it slashed through the air!

Without half a breath, he was already near Lin Chen!

If it had been someone else, they might have fallen into the trap. But Lin Chen had already seen through his attack. Though the time to see through was brief, it was enough for Lin Chen to take some actions.

He did not dodge, but instead lifted his sword, using its slender blade as a shield, blocking in front of Lin Chen.

Buzz.

The blade emitted a gentle humming sound, and in that hum, the figure felt as if his attack had encountered something extremely hard. The solidity transmitted from that object made his fingertips ache slightly.

Failing in one strike, he swiftly retreated a few steps, his eyes flickering as he stood there scrutinizing Lin Chen. More importantly, his gaze continuously lingered on Lin Chen's ancient sword.

The sword, although it had withstood his assault, seemed completely unharmed while held in Lin Chen's hand. Just from the exterior, the slightly dark blade showed no signs of commonality.

Yet this sword indeed blocked the figure's assault!

"Could it be a treasure weapon!?" The figure's gaze flickered, revealing an extremely greedy look.

In the Holy Sect, he was originally an unremarkable role, even with a level in the Spirit Pill fifth realm; he received no attention whatsoever.

Let alone having a handy weapon.

Now looking at the weapon in Lin Chen's hand, he licked his lips unwittingly, thinking that this sword could withstand his Spirit Pill fifth realm cultivation, suggesting it was made of something extraordinary, a waste to be with Lin Chen.

Thinking this, the figure brazenly said to Lin Chen, "Your sword is nice, hand it over, and I'll spare your life."

Still in that haughty tone, as if in his eyes, Lin Chen was just a low-level practitioner with valuables, nothing to fear.

"Your life is nice too. Hand it over."

Lin Chen said calmly, with a slight arching of his eyebrows, carrying an air of provocation.

"Heh, such a sharp-tongued brat, wonder if your body is as tough as your words!"

Hearing Lin Chen's provocative words, the figure naturally couldn't help but get angry. He clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked with his movement.

"Soon, I'll make sure you can't live or die!" The figure shook his head, the coldness in his eyes seemingly envisioning how he would torture Lin Chen to make him feel the utmost pain.

"Noisy!"

Lin Chen waved his sword, not paying the slightest attention to the figure's threats.

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he lightly wielded the sword, and his thin form advanced instead of retreating, taking a few steps forward.

Before the figure could speak, amidst his astonishment, Lin Chen was already in motion, though not matching the speed earlier, still bursting with a sound through the air, turning into a dark shadow.

The figure was slightly startled, evidently not expecting Lin Chen to dare to act first.

Yet, he was indeed someone who had experienced many battles, so he quickly reacted after only a moment, his youthful face showing anger that turned into laughter, carrying his earlier arrogance.

Whether it was laughing at Lin Chen's audacity or at the anger stirred by being underestimated, it was unclear.

But none of this mattered to Lin Chen, with his actions in motion, he compressed all his spiritual energy onto the sword blade, an extremely simple strike with no pretense. Taking advantage of his forward momentum, he swung it out.

Simple, brutal.

Despite this, the figure did not intend to underestimate him.

His body remained still, but his hands formed a sword finger! Just like before, it turned into an attack and swiftly shot out!

The attack shot out, displaying a strong confidence, heading straight for the tip of the sword.