Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2348: Chapter 2349: Facing the Enemy

Jin Ming let out a cold laugh, then with a wave of his large hand, all his subordinates began to walk out.

His goal had already been achieved; he came here only for Lin Chen, so he no longer wanted to linger and make complications.

”Be careful of everything!”

Seeing that she could not persuade Lin Chen, Fang Qianqian, while supporting Tang Ming, solemnly spoke to Lin Chen.

Being part of the Fang family, she was also very aware of the Jin family’s tactics; like the devastated Tang Ming in front of her, a victim of the Jin family’s cruelty.

Now, although Lin Chen may have some strength, he was still not a match for Jin Ming.

Besides, there was someone like Jiang Liang eying them from the sidelines; although the enmity between them was unclear, the situation now seemed extremely dire.

After leaving the Fang family home, Jin Ming was already outside waiting for them, looking at Lin Chen with a cold demeanor, murderous intent clearly evident in their eyes.

”What now, do you want to do it now?”

Lin Chen glanced around, displaying no fear, his expression remained calm yet cold, though whether due to Tang Ming or not, wasn’t clear.

”You’re quite bold.” Jin Ming said icily.

Once they were outside, everyone who had been behind him, apart from Jiang Liang, started moving closer to Lin Chen.

Their expressions were icy, surrounding Lin Chen in the center, keeping some distance but not attacking, seemingly afraid that Lin Chen might escape.

”Since you killed my son and discarded his body into the wild, you won’t get off easily here. Furthermore...”

While Jin Ming spoke, his gaze frequently glanced towards the Fang family house. Although there was a faint sense of presence, no figure could be seen, but Jin Ming knew that hidden within, those dead soldiers were ready to strike at any moment.

”Then let’s go.”

Lin Chen crossed his hands behind his head, showing no fear of Jin Ming because he had support.

Though he might be inferior in strength to Jin Ming, he had a shadowy ally who had once saved him from Lu Kang.

Although Jin Ming was stronger than Lu Kang, in terms of combat ability, he might not be superior, so Lin Chen felt no fear, and in the worst case, he could run.

As for Tang Ming, now under the protection of Fang Lin and others, and since it wasn’t him who acted, while Jin Ming would be furious, he might not ruin relations with Fang Lin over this.

...

Almost an hour passed, and Jin Ming led Lin Chen out of Qingmu City, standing on an empty patch of yellow earth outside the city.

The place was remote, devoid of people, with only sand and dust stirring in the wind, making the sky murky and dim.

In this dimness, those shadows that had surrounded Lin Chen earlier were scattered across the vast expanse, showing no fear of Lin Chen fleeing from here since they stood spaced apart.

Only Jin Ming stood facing Lin Chen. Removing his robe, revealing his muscular frame, two crescent-shaped blades were slung at his waist.

Jin Ming remained silent for a long time, his movements slow, gripping the hilts at his waist, slowly unsheathing the blades, which made a crisp ringing sound as they emerged.

The crescent blades were not long, the blade merely palm-sized, yet extremely thin, gleaming with a chilling light.

At the end of each crescent blade, a slender iron chain was attached, binding them together.

Jin Ming gripped one blade, rotating it slowly, the thin blade reflecting his sinister face.

Ha!

With a soft shout, Jin Ming said no more, rushing forward. As he moved towards Lin Chen, one crescent blade was thrown like a projectile.

This type of attack seemed familiar, but Lin Chen was not flustered, already holding two longswords, each with different attributes, yet appearing perfectly complementary in Lin Chen’s hands.

The swords gleamed like rainbows, as Lin Chen cooled his eyes, clearly seeing Jin Ming’s initiated attack.

He naturally felt no fear, but dared not clash directly, given Jin Ming’s high Spiritual Energy cultivation.

”This time, this kid probably won’t survive.”

Jiang Liang watched peacefully from the side. Seeing Jin Ming draw his dual blades, Jiang Liang relaxed; only a few people knew Jin Ming’s preferred weapons were these double blades.

Normally, due to suppression of his skills, Jin Ming usually triumphed barehanded, unlike now, wielding blades.

This was not treating Lin Chen as an equal opponent but demonstrating genuine anger; only under such circumstances would Jin Ming use this double blade.

And Jiang Liang naturally felt very pleased, having come to witness how Lin Chen would be humiliated.

Firstly, he feared that Lin Chen belonged to a prominent family, which might seek revenge later; secondly, because with Jin Yuwen’s death, his own interests were hurt.

As Jiang Liang pondered, Jin Ming’s chain rattled like a sea dragon from the depths, swaying, sending the chain towards Lin Chen.

The thin blade weaved up and down amidst the murkiness, the airborne sand shredded into fine dust, dissipating into nothingness under such strikes.

This showed the blades’ sharpness.

The other crescent blade dropped a few inches in Jin Ming’s right hand, with the connected chain seemingly following the motion of the front blade, twirling endlessly.

Lin Chen retreated a step, his gaze like a torch, as a slit slowly opened across his forehead, within which an eyeball turned.

The pupil, as dark as ink, captured every trajectory of Jin Ming’s attack.

He could especially see the gathering places of Jin Ming’s Spiritual Energy, incredibly unique.

For Lin Chen, this was a huge advantage.

”What is that?”

Jin Ming had never seen someone with an eye opening on their forehead; he had never encountered such a person, his astonishment causing a slight delay in reaction.

”It’s now!”

But who was Lin Chen? With rich combat experience, in that instant of momentary distraction, Lin Chen had already seized the opportunity.

He swiftly mobilized his Spiritual Energy, which roamed through his Dantian, traversing through the meridians, channeling into the two longswords in Lin Chen’s hands.