After my daughter died, I turned into a killer and took her life

Chapter 43 Wandering Soul [Please read and subscribe]

The cold wind was howling and thunderclouds were rolling.

There was a loud thunder in the sky above the Great Wilderness Mountain. Bronze lightning flashed in the dark clouds, and it shuttled back and forth like a dragon or a snake.

Jiang Chen looked at Lin Batian, who had a grim expression, and said calmly, "You killed my wife and daughter. Today is the time to settle the accounts."

"Arrogant youngster, do you really think you still have a chance?"

Lin Batian opened the Thousand Spirits Umbrella in front of Jiang Chen with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered and countless shrill roars were heard in the black fog.

Gusts of cold wind blew, and hundreds of human faces appeared on the Thousand Spirit Umbrella. Each one had an expression of pain and screamed madly.

Lin Batian waved the umbrella with his right hand, and the faces of the people in the Thousand Spirits Umbrella were immediately thrown out from the flag. Only wandering souls with only heads rushed towards Jiang Chen without hesitation. In their eyes, there was a crazy look of wanting to die.

Trapped in the Thousand Spirits Umbrella for nearly a thousand years, the wandering souls inside naturally wanted to be killed. However, they were now controlled and could only attack, and had no ability to seek death at all.

Jiang Chen stepped lightly on the ground with his right foot. A strong smell of blood hit him in the face. Scarlet blood burst out crazily, and the mist formed also indirectly blocked Lin Batian's sight.

Lin Batian sneered and said, "Even if you use the blood mist to block my sight, your body will still be devoured by the wandering souls. I want to hear you begging for mercy in person."

At this moment, a bloody sword pierced through the blood mist, drew a perfect arc in the air, and shot straight towards Lin Batian's position as if it was equipped with a tracker.

"Spiritual weapons are indeed extraordinary. It's a pity that you are still too weak."

Lin Batian sneered, not retreating, but pushing forward, grabbing with his big hand, and said sarcastically: "A three-year-old child can control an object, but with this, you are not qualified to hurt me. Jiang Chen, is this all you have?"

As he spoke, his hand had already grabbed the flying sword.

But suddenly, there was a flash of red light, and the Blood Blade Sword disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already behind Lin Batian. It turned the tip of the sword and stabbed it fiercely into his back.

Lin Batian was worthy of being the patriarch of the Lin family. He did not evade at all and even used his body to meet the opponent's attack.

With a ding sound, the Blood Blade Sword seemed to have stabbed into metal and was bounced away. From the torn corners of Lin Batian's clothes on his back, one could see that he was wearing a set of golden inner armor.

Lin Batian smiled, a very bright smile, "I forgot to tell you, this world not only needs spiritual weapons, but also money."

"I spent more than 3 billion to buy this set of armor. It is almost invincible in Kaiyuan. What can you use to compete with me?"

Inside the red fog.

Jiang Chen frowned when he saw that the other party was unharmed. Is this the power of money?
The reason why the strong men of these families need more funds is so that they can spend a lot of money to buy life-saving defensive armor.

Even more expensive defensive armor can withstand the full force attack of ten Kaiyuan realm powerhouses.

Lin Batian's eyes flashed with coldness, his face gloomy as he took a step forward, jumped down from the cliff, and landed steadily on the ground.

However, he did not directly enter the strange red fog. Instead, he grabbed with his right hand, and several black threads appeared on his fingertips, grabbing towards Jiang Chen's position.

"Jiang Chen, you killed my son. Today, I will extract your soul and train it into a wandering soul in the Thousand Spirits Umbrella, so that you will suffer the torture of the world and die!"

Lin Batian's eyes were red, and he waved his sleeves. Thousands of wandering souls rushed towards Jiang Chen in the red fog like a tsunami. With a sinister smile, Lin Batian stood quietly in place, attacking Jiang Chen with the Thousand Spirits Umbrella in mid-air.

Jiang Chen also grasped this point. Lin Batian's strength was only at the peak of the late Kaiyuan Realm. It was obviously impossible for him to control a thousand wandering souls at once. Moreover, if he wanted to control all of them, he had to stand still and use the wandering souls to attack.

Seeing the right opportunity, Jiang Chen immediately rushed out of the red fog, with the blood-blade sword in his hand pointing directly at Lin Batian's throat.

“Humph.” Lin Batian laughed immediately. “You still underestimate your opponent. Although you are also in Kaiyuan realm, there is a gap between the two levels. How can you overcome it? Go to hell!”

Lin Batian seemed to have expected that Jiang Chen would take this opportunity to attack him. He immediately cut off his connection with the wandering soul and punched it hard.

A bang sounded in the air.

Lin Batian's fist was as fast as lightning, and it reached Jiang Chen's chest almost in an instant, and the surging energy surged wildly.

However, at the moment when Lin Batian's fist touched Jiang Chen's body, the latter disappeared strangely, so fast that only a slight afterimage was left.

Lin Batian raised his eyebrows, looked at the empty fist in front of him, and said in surprise: "This is..."

Before he could react, there was another crisp sound in his ears.

Ding ding ding.

The sword light left deep marks on the latter's armor, but because the soft armor was too hard, it was difficult to penetrate the opponent's body.

Lin Batian laughed again: "Don't waste your energy. With your strength, you really don't have the ability to destroy my soft armor."

"Even if I stand here, you still can't be my opponent. Be prepared to be killed."

Lin Batian enjoyed this kind of plot to some extent, as if seeing his opponent die in despair was the happiest thing in life.

Jiang Chen was forced to give up the attack. The world of rich people is really incomprehensible. What material is this soft armor made of that even spiritual weapons can't tear it apart?

Lin Batian had just said that Jiang Chen's Blood Blade Sword was only a low-level spiritual weapon. Unless it could be upgraded to a mid-level spiritual weapon, it would be difficult to break the opponent's armor.

What an old bastard.

"Why, are you giving up now?"

Lin Batian smiled, with one hand behind his back, and his arrogant look was really annoying.

But if one can come this far and become the head of the family, how can one be a waste?

"You killed my son, so today I will let you see with your own eyes how you were killed. Similarly, I will ask the master to pull your daughter's soul out of the grave so that you and your daughter can be reunited."

"Jiang Chen, look how kind I am to you. I even let you reunite with your wife and daughter." Lin Batian laughed wildly, as if he had already seen Jiang Chen's future ending.

The pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart. Jiang Chen could feel that his heart was bleeding. He stared at Lin Batian, and his fierce eyes had turned blood red.

"Why, you're so angry already? When you killed my son, did you ever think that this day would come?!"

(End of this chapter)