Luo Quan stiffened and forced an ugly smile onto his face. "Fellow Daoist... what else do you require?"
Lin Chen looked at him, his tone calm and composed.
"I wouldn't call it a request. I was a warrior of the Four Seas Merchant Guild to begin with, and the person you're hunting happens to be my friend. So—"
"You naturally have to die."
Lin Chen's reasoning was sound and convincing.
Then a bolt of lightning Sword Qi swept through the air toward the weaker, short and stocky warrior.
The stocky warrior's soul nearly fled his body.
At the brink of death, he roared. Earth-yellow True Essence surged wildly around him, condensing into a stone shield over a foot thick before him.
It was the defensive martial art Rock Mountain Shield!
At the same time, he threw both fists forward. His fist force formed two solid imprints the size of millstones, one to defend and one to attack as he met the strike head-on!
Boom!
The lightning Sword Qi tore through the fist imprints and slammed into the massive stone shield.
An explosion rang out. The tremendous impact flushed the stocky warrior's face red and sent his blood churning, but he had truly blocked Lin Chen's sword strike. Delight flashed across his face.
That delight vanished in an instant.
For behind the first bolt of lightning Sword Qi, the stocky warrior saw five more following close behind!
Every one of them was just as powerful, each comparable to his all-out strike.
How is this possible?
The stocky warrior roared inwardly. All he could do was pour True Essence into the stone shield without pause, making it blaze with light.
But this defensive martial art had its limits.
When the fourth streak of Sword Qi struck the center of the shield, spiderweb