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Chapter 947 - 919: You Laugh Yours, I Kill Mine

Chapter 947: Chapter 919: You Laugh Yours, I Kill Mine

Not long ago, Li Chen said:

For the people he wants to protect, he is willing to become a monster.

"Not just a monster, even if I turn into a demon steeped in slaughter, so what? Isn’t this world just like that?"

Seeing the smile on Li Chen’s face, for some reason, Goatee Fatso suddenly felt a bad premonition.

It was as if a chill was silently creeping into his heart.

"What are you smiling about?"

Looking at Li Chen, the fat man shouted loudly, as if to bolster his own courage.

"Nothing. I just think you’ve probably misunderstood something," Li Chen replied, tilting his head slightly. "It’s true that I’m meddling in this matter, but the person I want to kill is not her."

Li Chen glanced at An Qin behind him, then turned his gaze to the crowd around him: "The ones I want to kill... are all of you!"

"Arrogant!"

"You think you can take on everyone here by yourself? Do you not even know how vast heaven is and how foolish your ambitions are?"

"Where does this kid come from? Young and naive, but oh what a big mouth!"

"No, no, no." Hearing their comments, Li Chen shook his head again. "You misunderstood me. I’m not here to challenge you; I’m here to... kill you!"

"She!" Li Chen pointed at An Qin, and a thread of killing intent leaked out imperceptibly in his voice.

"She’s my woman! Yet you want to capture her and exchange her for a reward. Tell me, shouldn’t I kill you for that?"

The crowd stared at Li Chen, exchanging confused looks, before bursting into laughter simultaneously.

"Hahaha!"

"This is hilarious. He just said that the Holy Mountain’s traitorous disciple is his woman!"

"How amusing! Even when Holy Mountain is enraged, there’s still someone who dares to jump into the fire willingly!"

The crowd ridiculed without restraint.

But Li Chen’s expression remained calm, as if he didn’t hear the mocking voices around him.

"Ssshhh—"

A sharp sound rang out, the sound of a blade scraping against flesh.

A Mysterious Level Beginner Stage expert suddenly clutched his throat and collapsed to his knees.

On his neck, as if something could no longer be suppressed.

Suddenly, he loosened his grip slightly, revealing a gap between his hands.

"Szzzssss!"

A massive spray of blood gushed out, pouring from his neck.

Everyone stared in shock at the scene.

So much so, they didn’t even react much and simply froze in place, watching the Mysterious Level Beginner Stage expert die in agony.

Li Chen glanced at the Red Moon in his hand and suddenly grinned. "It seems your taste has grown picky. Blood from a Mysterious Level Beginner isn’t worthy of your appetite anymore, huh?"

The Red Moon vibrated gently, as if responding to Li Chen’s words.

It was a greedy blade. Unless starving to the extreme, having already tasted the blood of stronger opponents, it no longer desired the blood of low-level warriors.

"Go ahead and laugh." Li Chen smiled faintly at the martial artists before him, his voice soft. "It’s fine; you can keep laughing."

Gripping the Red Moon tightly, Li Chen took two steps forward.

And with every step he advanced, the crowd instinctively took a step back.

He stepped forward twice; the martial artists retreated twice.

"You laugh, and I kill."

The Red Moon flicked lightly, and a crimson flash swept through the air.

"Watch out!!" Several Mysterious Level Advanced Stage experts cried out sharply.

But their warning came just a moment too late.

Because another man was now clutching his throat and crumpling to the ground.

A horrifying wound appeared on his neck, cutting clean through his throat bone.

Even with his immense strength, survival was impossible.

Dead silence.

The surroundings fell into a deathly quiet.

No one laughed anymore.

They couldn’t laugh.

Under the terrifying blade-light flashing unpredictably around Li Chen, no one dared let out a laugh.

"Hmm? Why aren’t you laughing?" Holding the Red Moon, having killed two effortlessly, Li Chen stared at the crowd, looking genuinely curious.

"Madman! He’s a madman!"

"That guy is definitely crazy, colluding with the Holy Mountain’s traitorous woman, a demon who kills without blinking!"

"Kill the madman! Rid the world of this plague, one less stain for us martial artists!"

"Kill him!"

In an instant, cries for his death filled the air once more.

This time, however, the target of their cries wasn’t An Qin but Li Chen.

Li Chen’s merciless display of killing two people had truly rattled them.

What was even more terrifying—none of them had seen how the blade was drawn.

In other words, if it had been directed at them, they would have certainly been dead.

No one could withstand such unbearable pressure.

Fortunately, they had numbers on their side. In their view, no matter how strong Li Chen was, with so many of them working together, they could undoubtedly take him down.

"Rid the world of evil—that’s a fine slogan." Li Chen’s mind suddenly flashed back to the outskirts of Linchuan, picturing courageous police and soldiers dying in battle with the demon beasts.

"But what do any of you know about what truly ridding the world of evil means?" A mocking smile curved across Li Chen’s face. His figure flickered as he instantly appeared behind the man charging toward him.

"You..."

"Ssshhh—"

Without hesitation, Li Chen’s blade fell, cutting the man down in one clean strike.

Blood splattered wildly, but Li Chen’s expression remained terrifyingly composed. After all these years, he’d grown immune to the sight of gore.

To kill isn’t cruel. To stand by helplessly, watching others torment you or your loved ones, unable to stop it—that, truly, is cruelty.

Now, wielding power, he would never allow such things to happen.

"Deluded madman, die already!" At some point, Goatee Fatso had crept near Li Chen, gripping a barbed war halberd in his pudgy hands. Seizing a moment when Li Chen was parrying another’s attack, he lunged to stab Li Chen’s back.

As the halberd thrust forward, Goatee Fatso’s face twisted into an expression of malicious glee.

However.

"Crack!!"

The sharp blade of the halberd was caught in mid-air by a single hand.

Li Chen’s right hand remained tightly gripping the Red Moon, continuing to slash down nearby fighters. Yet his left hand had reached behind him silently to catch the incoming halberd. His dense True Qi locked the weapon firmly, rendering it immobile.

"That’s all you’ve got, huh?" Li Chen glanced back at Goatee Fatso with a look of utter pity.

"I..."

As Goatee Fatso began to speak, a crimson glint sliced through the air.

"Ssshhh—"