Chapter 1391: Take your sword? What about ten swords? _1

"Cut the crap."

Lin Chen interrupted the man at the lead, his tone was calm, but he hit the nail on the head: "You must be a True Immortal, leading so many Human Immortals, setting up an ambush to rob in this deserted place, anyone with a bit of IQ wouldn't believe it."

"When I manifested the Eight-Armed Arhat, you all were surprised, but not caught off guard. Evidently, you already knew who I am and that I possess the Eight-Armed Arhat. So, need I spell out who you are?"

"If even a True Immortal needs to act, but can't show his face, are you afraid that we two Human Immortals and over two hundred disciples will run away? You seem to have little confidence in your own strength."

Wu Ying, who was originally putting on a show, felt like he was slapped hard across his face. For a moment, he felt like a monkey, foolishly illustrating and pretending, but they had known his details all along.