Very Good Friends

"Did you see everything?"

Lin Chen gave a wicked smile. "Since you saw it, you can go die."

Jordon shot Ghost Sword a look, and the two joined forces again.

Jordon continued throwing his sandbag-sized fists. However, Lin Chen's lips twitched slightly. He suddenly drew the Grip Light Sword, then flashed past Jordon's side. The next moment, Jordon was lying motionless on the ground, a bloody slash across his throat. He was clearly dead.

Ghost Sword was utterly shocked. He had not expected his opponent to be a master swordsman as well.

"Kid, you're finished. You actually dared to kill our people."

Ghost Sword snorted coldly and charged forward again, intending to use his superb Ghost Shadow Steps to kill Lin Chen.

Lin Chen had originally intended to kill Ghost Sword with a single strike, but he suddenly discovered that the man had vanished. He had not expected his opponent's movement speed to be so fast. He had been careless.

Clang!

The other man's short sword stabbed into his chest, but it only produced a clang and failed to pierce him.

Of course, Lin Chen now possessed not only a perfect physique but also incredibly strong internal defense. He could withstand even bombs, let alone a short sword.

At the same time, Ghost Sword was clearly stunned.

The sword in his hand was a treasure capable of slicing through iron like mud, yet it could not pierce his opponent's chest. It was truly bizarre.

"Hiss—"

Yet in the next instant, a light sword passed through Ghost Sword's body. The searing pain made Ghost Sword's eyes widen once more.

At the very end of his life, he still had no idea what weapon his opponent had used. It was simply too powerful, instantly piercing through even the golden silk soft armor