Urban Peerless Expert-Chapter 1973 - 1993: Zi Feng, Kill! _1

"Junior Martial Uncle, what are you planning to do?"

Lin Chen calmly replied, "Aren’t they still keeping an eye on the White Crane Immortal Sect? I’ll reveal myself to draw them out..."

Zhou Ting exclaimed in shock, "Junior Martial Uncle, they have the advantage in both numbers and strength, you can’t confront them directly!"

Lin Chen briskly pointed at the Purple Cloud Immortal Lord beside him, "Purple Cloud Immortal Lord, Da Luo Venerable."

Da Luo Venerable!

Zhou Ting’s eyes widened in an instant, filled with shock and undeniable delight. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Lin Chen paused, then suddenly said with a smile, "Will you have to change your title as well, from now on will you be called the Ziyun Venerable?"

The Purple Cloud Immortal Lord smiled lightly, "As is customary, yes."

Lin Chen smiled, turning his head he assured, "Don’t worry, as long as they haven’t left, they will pay for their actions."

Zhou Ting was watching Lin Chen and the Ziyun Venerable casually chatting, feeling both surprised and incredibly curious.

The Junior Martial Uncle and the Ziyun Venerable seem to have a close relationship.

"Yes, Junior Martial Uncle!"

Shu Zi Feng, who had all along been obediently silent, suddenly spoke up, "Master, Master’s wife, let me go with you, I want to do my part too!"

Master’s wife!

Zhou Ting’s body froze entirely.

The Ziyun Venerable is actually Lin Chen’s wife!

Wait, doesn’t Lin Chen have two wives who ascended from the Barren Wilderness together? Where did this wife come from?

Ziyun Venerable chuckled, "Sure, you’re the first disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak. Our sect is in crisis, you should indeed contribute."

The three of them headed towards the sect gate, and as Zhou Ting watched their departing figures, he couldn’t help but feel that they looked like a family of three.

The trio left the White Crane Immortal Sect, flying outwards at a not-so-fast pace.

True enough, just as they took off, the Ziyun Venerable said, "Someone is watching us from afar using a long-distance spell..."

Lin Chen inquired, "Which direction?"

Ziyun Venerable closed her eyes. After a few seconds, she said, "To the north, about two hundred miles."

"Let’s go!"

With a single step, Lin Chen instantly vanished into thin air, heading towards the north. At the same time, Ziyun Venerable and Shu Zi Feng turned into long rainbows, stretching across the sky.

Two hundred miles to the north.

In a valley, five or six people were leisurely playing chess. Next to them, a middle-aged man was casting a Water Mirror Technique, with the images of Lin Chen and the others leaving the sect displayed on the mirror surface.

"They’ve come out, heading towards the west..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, the trio on the mirror suddenly turned north, rushing towards them. Their figures instantly vanished from the observation range of the Water Mirror Technique.

The middle-aged man’s complexion changed slightly, "They’re heading our way!"

The onlookers and chess players immediately turned their heads. The man sitting at the chessboard laughed, "They can’t possibly detect our location from two hundred miles away using the Water Mirror Technique, unless he’s a Da Luo Venerable, perhaps it’s just a coincidence..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy suddenly emerged in the sky above the valley.

Lin Chen’s figure materialized out of thin air, hovering above the valley, his eyes coldly fixed on the people below.

Almost at the same time, Ziyun Venerable and Shu Zi Feng appeared next to Lin Chen, forming a heavenly rainbow.

The crowd in the valley instantly flew upwards, overbalancing the chessboard and scattering the chess pieces. However, they could hardly care about it, each face was full of solemnity, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The other party was strong enough to determine our location based on the Water Mirror Technique in the blink of an eye!

Lin Chen scanned the group of people, his gaze faintly disappointed.

The people here were evidently not all of those who had originally attacked the White Crane Immortal Sect, at least, Zhao Yukun, the Blue-Clothed Blood Envoy, was not among them.

Lin Chen wasn’t surprised though. After all, the White Crane Immortal Sect had already activated its Mountain Protection Array and closed its mountain gate. Since they couldn’t storm their way in, these people naturally wouldn’t just stick around wasting time. Leaving a few to keep watch while the main force retreated was completely normal.

It doesn’t matter, as long as I find them, that’s enough!

The middle-aged man put away the Water Mirror and asked coldly, "Who are you and what do you want with us?"

Ziyun Venerable’s eyes swept over them like a scanner, she said softly, "The second white-haired old man on the left is in the Mid-Tianxian Stage, the rest are Golden Immortals..."

Lin Chen said calmly, "It’s more than sufficient to deal with the severely damaged White Crane Immortal Sect. The sect only has one mid-Tianxian, Senior Brother, but he was seriously injured and is no longer capable of fighting."

"Sister Ziyun, don’t intervene just yet. Zi Feng and I will take the lead. If they try to escape, don’t bother chasing them. I will use them to root out the rest!"

Ziyun Venerable nodded, "Okay!"

Without bothering to talk further, Lin Chen gave the command, "Zi Feng, attack!"

Shu Zi Feng drew his black sword. Like a splendid comet, its immense Sword Qi instantly enveloped the entire valley.

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