1364 The Might of a Divine Instrumen (1/2)

”The weak are food for the strong! That's the law of nature! Weaklings must die! A weakling can never be the Rothschild's distinguished guest!”

The family head looked at Chen Xiaobei in utter displeasure.

The demigod, Calderon laughed.

Elder Jiu simply kept quiet.

Focker was devastated.

***

At Mount Gufeng.

A person clad in white stood at the peak of the mountain.

Here, one could have a clear view on all that was happening in Bei Xuan Faction.

”Can Xiaobei survive this?” The person, glowing radiantly in white, was Liu Xuanxin.

”Xuanxin, you have to be prepared. This battle might be the end of Chen Xiaobei.” Liu Xiyuan joined his granddaughter, his face solemn and his tone miserable.

”Why is this happening?” The whites of Liu Xuanxin's eyes reddened. ”If I had known that this day would come, I would have already removed my scarf and get acquainted with him. If I miss this chance, I will carry this guilt with me until the day I die.”

***

At Bei Xuan Faction's former location.

A hundred heavily armed knights were charging forward, moving with large, heavy strides that shook the ground beneath them.

They were known for their excellent defense, and were brilliant at skirmishes. Naturally, they took the lead, taking on the frontlines to block Chen Xiaobei's first wave of attack.

Following closely behind were the one hundred Blood Descendants, all in their true forms.

The Blood Descendants were skilled at both offense and defense. Their attacking skills, defending skills, and agility were equally good, making them the perfect ambushers seeking for maximum damage.

At their heels were the hundred wizards, concocting and conjuring their spells, in preparation to attack Chen Xiaobei with their magic.

Wizards were weak at defense, and casting spells took a long time, so they were strategically placed last, so that they could use their powerful magic to cast a lethal final blow at Chen Xiaobei!

Although all these three parties had their own leaders, they must have had agreed on an arrangement beforehand. They had deployed a most strategic attack, and every move was very well-coordinated.

Against a formation like that, the the similar amount of Chinese cultivators and combat power would be steamrolled within minutes.

But Chen Xiaobei was cool and composed when he spoke, ”Do you know why I have the nerve to challenge you?”

All those who were present were stunned.

Of all six American and Chinese forces, a total of 600 over men, none had any idea why Chen Xiaobei, who was obviously vulnerable against them, had the audacity to face them.

If he did not fear death, then there was surely an ulterior motive behind such bravery.

Of course, whatever it was, none of them believed that Chen Xiaobei had the slightest chance at winning this fight at all.

Even if Chen Xiaobei had come prepared, the most he could do was probably cause some negligible damage. At the end of the day, when all had been said and done, he would still be defeated!

”Brothers! Ignore this piece of shit! Just charge forward! Bust his cultivation! Destroy his limbs! Let's see what he can do then! Charge!!!”

One of the chivalric order let out a battle cry, and the whole cohort was immediately rallied with a raging battle spirit. They all swore that they would never stop before they could kill Chen Xiaobei.

”What a bunch of brave fools! Since you don't fear death, here, have a taste of my Divine Instrument!”

Chen Xiaobei tossed the scroll he was holding into the air.

Immediately, the whole place was bathed in a blood red radiance.

At first, his enemies were taken aback, but they quickly recovered from the initial shock, and began to make a mockery of him.