Chapter 128 Farmers Attack

Li Chen got off the carriage, came to the front, looked at the quiet woods, and shouted in a deep voice: "Whose friend is in front of you, please come out and show your face!"

When Li Chen's voice fell, the forest became quiet. Liu Tong on the side was just about to speak. Suddenly, more than a hundred people walked out of the forest that was quiet just now, and formed a fan shape to surround the convoy of Li Chen and others.

He stopped about fifty steps away from Li Chen and others.

Then, the crowd parted, and two people walked out of the middle.

Li Chen looked at the visitor, was stunned for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "From the farmer's family? Brother Situ, do I have a grudge against your farmer's family?"

Situ Wanli shook his head and said, "No complaints!"

"So, there is a grudge?" Li Chen's voice became even deeper when he heard this.

Situ Wanli shook his head again and said, "There is no enmity or enmity between you and my peasant family!"

"What do you mean, farmers?" Li Chen's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

At this time, the person next to Situ Wanli said: "This is a deal, someone wants your life."

After hearing this, several people nodded. Ji Bu wanted to say something more, but Liu Tong stopped him.

Li Chen's figure disappeared instantly.

After Li Chen finished speaking, the Li Shen Sword had been unsheathed, and sword energy burst out from Li Chen: "In that case... let's do it!"

Hearing this, Xian Zong showed a trace of anger on his face: "Shuzi, how dare you underestimate my farm killing formation. Disciples, take action!"

Li Chen said to Li Xin in a deep voice: "One person in one direction, disperse their formations."

Xian Zong also showed a smile: "I don't think there is any difference, because no matter who I represent, you will definitely die tonight."

Xian Zong turned the five-stringed qin in his hand, pushed away the Li Shenjian, and took a few steps back.

Xian Zong was not as relaxed as he was at the beginning. Under Li Chen's constant attacks, two sword marks appeared on his body.

Li Xin, Dianqing and others had already arrived at Li Chen's side when the farmer showed up.

After Li Chen's death, Dianqing and Li Xin had already made contact with the peasant disciples.

Situ Wanli was a little behind, and his strength was probably at the fourth level. During the chaos, he received a punch from Li Chen and was immediately vomited blood.

Li Chen, on the other hand, stared closely at Xian Zong, relying on his superb body skills to constantly avoid the attacks of the peasant disciples, while Li Shenjian kept attacking Xian Zong.

Li Xin didn't look as brave as Dianqing, but every time he swung his sword, he would take away a peasant disciple.

"It seems that senior is very confident in his own strength." The smile on Li Chen's face became more and more obvious.

Situ Wanli on the side hurriedly slashed at Li Chen with his two copper axes.

Xian Zong also took a few steps back and stood among the farm disciples.

Li Chen sighed and asked: "I wonder if the senior is here to represent the farm family or the Siyue Hall?"

Once again dodging Li Chen's attack, Xian Zong looked up and found that more than one-third of the farm disciples he had brought with him had been lost.

Li Chen pointed his toes to the ground, jumped into the air, avoided Situ Wanli's bronze ax, and pointed the tip of his sword towards Xian Zong again.

Li Chen sighed: "As far as I know, senior should not be a trap."

Opposite, Xian Zong's eyes suddenly shrank, and then, a five-stringed qin appeared in his hand, and at the same time, he shouted: "Do it!"

Moreover, I think our chances of winning this time are still very high.”

Li Chen swept around, then looked up at Xian Zong, and said with a smile: "If the leader of the sixth hall of the Nongjia is forming today, we may still have some troubles, but it's just you..."

Situ Wanli smiled: "Since you are a gambler, no matter how big your chances of winning are, you can still bet.

Li Chen turned around, looked around, and said to Liu Tong and others: "Hua Ying, Xiaoxue, you and your children will stay in the carriage.

When the peasant disciples heard this, they quickly dispersed and surrounded Li Chen and the other three.

Seeing Li Chen becoming more and more courageous as he fought, Xianzong once again avoided Li Chen's sword. He glanced at the surrounding battlefield and saw many peasant disciples lying on the ground. He hurriedly shouted: "Form up, use Di Ze Er.

Fourteen killing arrays to deal with them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chen had already arrived in front of him, and a sword energy slashed towards his neck.

Xian Zong also nodded: "It is indeed not the case. Our action this time has nothing to do with the snare."

Li Chen shook his head and said: "Originally, I respect Tian Guang more and don't want to be an enemy of the farmer."

Not long after, the formation could no longer hold its own and fell apart.

Everyone in the farm family also saw how powerful the two were, and most of them rushed towards them.

This originally quiet forest road suddenly became full of murderous intent.

Li Chen looked over and asked calmly: "I wonder which senior of the farm family you are?"

Dianqing relied on his hard skills to ignore the attacks from the peasant disciples. As long as he slashed out with the two swords in his hands, he would definitely knock down a peasant disciple.

Xian Zong is a little better. He is in his forties, at the peak of his life, and his strength is probably at the middle to upper third level.

Brother Liu Tong, you guys are guarding the carriage;

"It's a pity, I'm afraid you will lose your life this time."

After saying that, they faced Xian Zong and killed him again. Dianqing and Li Xin each chose a direction and went towards the farm disciples.

Brother Dianqing, Sister Xin, let’s go to the Siyue Hall of this farmhouse together.”

After making arrangements, Li Chen looked up at Situ Wanli and said, "Brother Situ, as a gambler, do you think you will win this time?"

Xian Zong nodded: "Of course, in order to deal with you, all the elites of our Siyuetang are here."

Xian Zong and Situ Wanli faced Li Chen's offensive and felt miserable.

Xian Zong asked in a deep voice: "Is there any difference?"

"But, we need your life." Xian Zong's expression darkened.

A smile appeared on Li Chen's face: "Of course there is a difference."

The man raised his head, stared at Li Chen for a while, and then said: "The master of Siyue Hall, Xian Zong."

Because the three of them were relatively strong, but the disciples in the Ze Twenty-Four Killing Formation arranged by the farmer were too weak, the formation just persisted for a while, and they gradually failed to keep up with the three of them, and the killing formation suddenly became chaotic.

Only a few of them got past the two of them and rushed towards the carriage. However, they were all stopped by Liu Tong, Zhang Qi and others.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart. The people in Li Yuan only said that Li Chen was not weak, but they didn't say that there were two masters beside him!

Moreover, the few people guarding the carriage over there were stronger than Situ Wanli beside him.

While Xian Zong was in a daze, the Li Shen Sword in Li Chen's hand struck again.

Xian Zong hurriedly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and concentrated on dealing with Li Chen's attack.

At this time, facing the killings of Dianqing and Li Xin, the peasant disciples lost their previous morale, and the offensive and defensive momentum on the field was easily reversed...
Chapter completed!