I play the role of Jiajing in Zongwu: What crime have I committed?

He lightly waved his folding fan and spoke with feigned composure.

"Xiaomeng, the leader of the Heavenly Sect, truly lives up to her reputation."

"It is said that among the supreme Taoist teachings, there is a secret technique called 'Harmony with the World'."

"It can turn a person into dust, making them invisible and shielding them from all auras. It can also be used to achieve short-distance teleportation through the blessing of this mental technique."

"The technique the Imperial Preceptor used when he appeared just now must have been this unique skill, right?"

Xiaomeng is holding the Qiuli Sword, which ranks ninth among the "Ten Famous Swords" in the Feng Hu Zi Sword Manual. It is also the whisk she usually uses.

Pointing his sword at Lin Chen, he said calmly, "Sect Leader Lin is indeed very knowledgeable."

Zhu Houcong stared at the two men facing off in the arena, his heart filled with shock.

The four divine-level techniques bestowed by the temple are indeed extraordinary in power.

Lin Chen's "Dragon Seeking Technique" was able to set up a mysterious feng shui formation called the Dragon Shaking Formation, forming a world of its own.

Xiaomeng, having only inherited one-third of the "Free and Easy Wandering" manual, had already mastered the unpredictable secret technique of "mingling with the world."

I really need to get my hands on this god-level cultivation technique and practice it properly.

Otherwise, if he were to encounter a powerful grandmaster or if the temple's messengers discovered his existence as a "heretic" and sent someone to assassinate him, how could he possibly defend himself?

"alright."

Zhu Houcong said righteously, "Lin Chen, you have committed countless crimes, including murdering important officials of the court and plotting rebellion."

"No matter how eloquent you are today, you cannot escape punishment."

"All soldiers, listen to my command!"

"kill!"

In an instant, the imperial elite surged toward Lin Chen like a tidal wave.

In an instant, the flashes of swords were like snow, and the entire city of Jinling seemed to tremble amidst the shouts of the soldiers.

Xiaomeng and the others completely blocked Lin Chen's escape route.

Forced into a corner, he had no choice but to unleash a massacre.

"You forced me to do this."

A cold glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, and he swiftly unfolded the folding fan in his hand.

boom!

Before the first wave of Imperial Guards could even get close, they were blown away by a fan-shaped burst of energy.

True Qi enveloped Lin Chen's figure, allowing him to weave through the thousands of troops.

Wherever it went, blood splattered and limbs flew everywhere.

Soon the entire battlefield was filled with blood mist, and Lin Chen had completely transformed into a god of death.

Every time he opened and closed the folding fan in his hand, it brought with it a storm of blood and carnage.

With a sweep of the fan, dozens of heavily armored imperial guards were cut in half at the waist, their intestines, broken armor, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Immediately afterwards, heavily armored cavalry surged in from all directions like a tidal wave, their hooves pounding the earth.

"Well done!"

Lin Chen let out a long howl and closed the folding fan in his hand.

His figure moved like lightning, charging against the tide of iron cavalry.

"The finishing touch!"

With a flick of his wrist, the Mountain and River Fan flew out of his hand, streaking through the air like lightning.

Puff puff! ! !

A series of muffled thuds exploded like popping beans.

Dozens of cavalrymen at the forefront had their skulls pierced by folding fans, along with their horses.

Their iron helmets were no different from paper when faced with this terrifying blow.

Red and white brain matter splattered everywhere.

"Back!"

Lin Chen pointed his fingers, and the blood-stained folding fan flew back as if it were alive.

Along the way, it pierced the throats of more than ten riders, raising plumes of blood mist.

Then, he leaped into the air, caught the folding fan, and landed in another wave of people, weaving through the crowd.

With a sweeping motion of the fan blade, severed limbs will surely fly everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the elite Imperial Guards had been reduced to a pile of mangled corpses.

Blood soaked the entire land, turning it into a blood-red world.

The strong smell of blood was nauseating.

Lin Chen, dressed entirely in white, fought with increasing ferocity.

"Who else?"

He let out a long, sharp cry that shook the heavens.

The soldiers around them were terrified and dared not take another step forward.

Zhu Houcong was originally sitting in the armchair, enjoying Lin Chen's slaughter.

Seeing how he single-handedly killed so many people, they suddenly stood up.

"All soldiers, heed my command! Whoever slays this demon will be rewarded with a thousand pieces of gold and ennobled as a marquis with ten thousand households!"

At this command, the soldiers who had been hesitant to advance suddenly turned red with rage.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

"Those who die in battle will have their parents, wives, and children supported by the imperial court for life; the wounded will be granted 100 mu of land and exempted from taxes forever."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes reddened.

"kill!!!"

The army surged forward again like a raging torrent.

This time, they've completely gone mad!

Chapter 178 Grandmasters Gang Up on Each Other

Lin Chen's expression kept changing; he hadn't expected Zhu Houcong to be so ruthless.

Seeing the crowd rushing towards him, he had no choice but to stain his folding fan with blood once again.

But this time, his hand waving the fan was trembling slightly.

Faced with this reckless charge, even a grandmaster felt unprecedented pressure.

boom!

Lin Chen stomped on the ground, and the violent true energy sent all the soldiers within a thirty-foot radius flying.

Severed limbs and mangled remains rained down on the crowd in the distance, eliciting a chorus of mournful cries.

"Again!"

He laughed wildly, unleashing a series of energy blades.

Many people were cut in half, shield and all, their internal organs spilling out onto the ground.

Looking at the mountain of corpses, Zhuo Dingfeng couldn't help but grip the Tianquan Sword tightly.

He stepped forward and said urgently, "Your Majesty, please allow us to take action. If this continues, our soldiers will suffer too many casualties."

Zhu Houcong glanced at him sideways, his expression indifferent as ice.

What's the rush?

He stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching the bloody massacre.

In his eyes, the lives of these ordinary soldiers were nothing more than pawns.

Letting Lin Chen continue killing suits his purposes perfectly.

Firstly, it can continuously deplete Lin Chen's true qi and energy.

Lin Chen, who had initially been calm and composed, was now slightly out of breath.

Physical strength is always the key to power, and this Langya Pavilion Master's combat strength is being weakened little by little.

Secondly, we must take this opportunity to completely cement Langya Pavilion's place in the name of the Demonic Sect.

Once news of Lin Chen's atrocities in massacring tens of thousands of soldiers spreads throughout the world, the once mysterious and aloof intelligence organization, Langya Pavilion, will have nowhere to stand.

After this battle, regardless of whether Lin Chen lives or dies, the Langya Pavilion forces hidden in the shadows will surely be uprooted by the righteous forces of the world.

This is just like those so-called neutral countries on Earth.

If a country has a stance and political inclination, can it still be considered a neutral country?

Moreover, with a wealth of intelligence at their disposal, no one would allow such an organization to survive.

It would be even better if it could affect the Jiangzuo League.

"His Majesty…"

Zhuo Dingfeng wanted to persuade him again, but was stopped by a cold look from Zhu Houcong.

Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Dingfeng, that simpleton, didn't understand.

Time ticked by, and Lin Chen's white clothes were already stained with blood.

He tried to break through the encirclement several times, but every time he took flight, Xiaomeng's Qiuli Sword would arrive like a shadow.

The group of grandmasters worked together seamlessly, completely blocking all his escape routes.

"Huff...huff..."

When he had killed more than 10,000 enemies, Lin Chen's breathing became extremely heavy, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Each time he made a move, he no longer seemed as at ease as he had at the beginning.

Yan Song and his accomplices were already pale as death, and some even vomited on the spot.

They never imagined that a grandmaster could be so terrifying when he fought desperately.

Zhu Houcong stood on the high platform, coldly observing everything.

Only then did he slowly raise his hand.

"Let's do it."

At her command, Xiaomeng, who had been preparing for a long time, suddenly drew her sword.

The Qiu Li Sword transformed into a sky full of sword energy.

Five grandmasters, Zhuo Dingfeng, Xia Jiang, Zhu Que, Xuanwu, and Zhu Qi, suddenly rose up.

At this moment, all the deadly moves were unleashed upon Lin Chen.

boom! ! !

Amidst the deafening explosion, the ground collapsed with a crash.

When the smoke cleared, Lin Chen was seen kneeling in the center of the pit, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha!"

Instead of being afraid, he burst into laughter.

"Again."

He suddenly spun around, and the fan created a blood-red tornado.