Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

The Qian Family Village was swirling with Blood Fog as Yingzi raised her hand to form a True Qi Barrier, enveloping herself and Xiao Zhu within it.

As for Zi Ji, she was already terrified and hiding aside. Although she was Cui Xuanjian’s right-hand woman and had even attended major events with him, often meeting various top-tier individuals, even presidents, she was after all just an ordinary person.

Having never experienced the brutality of war and living in modern society, when she saw Lin Mo crush a person into powder with a single slap, turning them into a burst of Blood Fog in the air, who wouldn’t be afraid?

Zi Ji saw for the first time the terrifying sight of Lin Mo personally taking a life and covered her mouth in horror.

”Too weak.”

Lin Mo transformed his palm into a blade, reaping the lives of these Martial Artists like cutting leeks, with even Peak Martial Emperors unable to withstand more than a move or two before being effortlessly killed by Lin Mo.

Qian Xiong’s anger was ablaze, these Martial Artists being the nurtured hopes of the Qian Family, and nearly half had now perished at the hands of Lin Mo.

At that moment, Qian Xiong suddenly kicked off with both feet, his body shooting straight like an arrow, with an extremely sharp aura, charging towards Lin Mo, rapidly forming complex Hand Seals.

In an instant, the Inner True Essence fluctuations within the Qian Family Village increased, and layer upon layer of dark clouds gathered in the sky, turning day into night in a moment.

The trees in the village began to grow wildly, with trees originally the thickness of an arm growing to the girth of a water bucket, and some even becoming towering ancient trees, covering hundreds of meters, turning the entire village instantaneously into a primeval forest.

”This is a Forbidden Technique!” Xiao Zhu’s eyes revealed a look of terror.

At this moment, Lin Mo also frowned slightly, all this clearly not an illusion, otherwise his eyes would directly see through the falsehood.

This was indeed a powerful magic that allowed the surrounding trees to absorb enough Spiritual Energy to grow and even be controlled by the caster.

”Bang!”

Lin Mo punched through the air, pulverizing a twisted tree trunk into dust, a Martial Artist on the spot turned into Blood Fog.

Although this forest truly existed, Lin Mo’s Divine Sense pervaded the entire Qian Family Village, and except for Qian Xiong of the Qian Family, the whereabouts of the other Martial Artists were as clear as candles in the dark.

”Lin Tanyu, today I will have you buried here,” Qian Xiong’s voice came from all directions.

Lin Mo’s Divine Sense could not capture the other’s trace, apparently, he seemed to have merged with the whole forest as one, no longer discerning self from environment.

”Bang.”

Lin Mo threw another punch, the Fist Power sparkling with golden light, sweeping through like a torrent, obliterating a large tree about the girth of three people combined into splinters, but still not catching a glimpse of Qian Xiong.

”You cannot kill me, I will slowly torture you to death,” Qian Xiong’s voice rang out once again.

”Do I need to destroy the entire forest to succeed?” Lin Mo’s starry eyes slightly lifted.

Just then, another voice suddenly arose.

”Qian Xiong, I didn’t expect you to have cultivated a Forbidden Technique?” This voice carried a mix of surprise and excitement.

”Lord Nan Qianjing.” Zi Ji, hiding by a tree, suddenly saw a group of people approaching the village entrance, dressed in dark ninja outfits, about a dozen or so, and the leader was none other than the Family Head of the Nan Family, Nan Qianjing.

”Nan Qianjing, you dare to come to our Qian Family Village?” Qian Xiong’s voice contained a trace of anger.

The Nan Family and the Qian Family had always been sworn enemies, and even to this day, martial artists from both sides still regarded each other with mutual animosity.

”Qian Xiong, with such a formidable enemy before us, do you really want to fight with me?” Nan Qianjing said in a cold voice.

Zi Ji stepped forward and said, ”Both of you elders, the most important thing right now is to kill Lin Tanyu. Please, let’s temporarily set aside our grievances.”

Qian Xiong stopped talking, and Nan Qianjing also nodded, his expression carrying a trace of solemnity as he looked at the young man standing in the center and murmured to himself, ”Is that Lin Tanyu? The one who annihilated the Li Family and killed Li Yanzhen?”

”Nan Qianjing, this person is very strong. If you don’t want to die, you’d better give it your all,” Qian Xiong said before his presence once again vanished into the woods.

Nan Qianjing’s face was etched with gravity, as the dozens of corpses on the ground had informed him that Lin Tanyu was a formidable opponent.

”Another one comes. Come at me all at once,” Lin Mo’s expression remained indifferent.

In the valley, the trees grew wildly, dark clouds pervaded, as if heralding the apocalypse, reflecting a look of horror on faces.

”This time, Lin Tanyu is surely done for.”

”I’ve read some historical texts of martial artists and heard that this is a very powerful forbidden technique from Han Country, one that almost guarantees the caster can’t be killed. Even Lin Tanyu will probably be worn out to death.”

”Besides, there are other martial artists present as well. Lin Tanyu’s chances of survival are slim.”

Lin Mo, having obliterated and killed the Sword God, had enraged the martial arts world of Han Country; everyone was itching for his demise right there.

The corners of Lin Mo’s mouth curled into a faint smile as he contemptuously swept his gaze over the crowd and slowly drew the Xuanyuan Sword from his spine. As the sword was unsheathed, the wind howled, and chill arose.

”Master Lin Tanyu won’t be in trouble, right?” Although Xiao Zhu had personally witnessed Lin Mo’s might, he was now facing two ancient and formidable martial artist sects of Han Country.

”My Family Head is very powerful, what is there to fear from these little rascals?” Yingzi’s pretty face bore ample confidence. She had spent the most time with Lin Mo and understood his strength the best, and moreover, that sense of trust wasn’t something that just stemmed from mere understanding of his capabilities.

”If I can’t find you, then I’ll just level the entire forest,” Lin Mo said as the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand emitted a cheerful and excited sword hum.

A beam of sword light swept out, becoming dozens of meters long, thin as a silver thread, carrying the aura of obliteration as it swept across. The writhing vines and branches, like the palms of hands coming at him, were all cleaved in two by the sword light and fell to the ground.

The speed of the sword light was as fast as lightning. Nan Qianjing and several accompanying experts were caught in its path, cut in half at the waist.

Zi Ji’s eyes widened in shock—had Lin Mo just killed Lord Nan Qianjing with a single strike?

The destructive force within the sword light continued to advance, cutting down dozens of meters of forest in its path, which were then turned to dust by the annihilation power contained within the Sword Qi. The vast green forest, which had resembled a green mirror, now appeared as if a great piece had been brutally carved out of it.

After Nan Qianjing’s body was chopped in two, a cloud of Black Fog suddenly burst forth, vanishing on the spot.

”Substitute Technique?” Xiao Zhu’s expression was stirred.

That single strike from Lin Mo, carrying his killing intent, had almost completely disabled anyone within its range from using any power of True Yuan, Spiritual Energy, and such, as if it contained a hint of a claim to overturn all magic.

Apart from Nan Qianjing, who had used the Substitute Technique, the other martial artists were cut in two, their blood flowing freely.

At this time, Nan Qianjing had already reappeared on the left side. Upon seeing the several top-tier martial artists from the Nan Family cut down by Lin Mo’s single strike, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins—these were the top-tier martial artists of the Nan Family, now gone like this.

”Lin Tanyu, I underestimated your strength,” Nan Qianjing clenched his fists, his anger tightly fixed on Lin Mo.