Chapter 1829: It Seems Like You're Coughing Up Blood, Are You Alright?_1

This man can't handle defeat. He's desperate!

As Lin Chen readies his Dragon's Roar to withstand Meng Ziyuan's attack, a figure flashes by, standing in front of Lin Chen.

A greenish flying sword, emanating light-shadow like blooming lotuses, precisely hits the tip of the red long spear.

The flames shatter, the lotus breaks apart.

The greenish flying sword is cast back, and the red long spear is vigorously repelled by her sword.

Meng Shuyu calls back her flying sword, her face cold as ice: "Meng Ziyuan, have you lost your mind?"

Meng Ziyuan's face turns pale, the murderous intent in his eyes fades. He ignores Meng Shuyu and gives Lin Chen a salute: "Special Envoy Lin, your Eight-Armed Arhat is too powerful. My apologies, I unintentionally gave it my all!"

Meng Ziyuan had indeed wanted to kill Lin Chen by surprise. After all, Lin Chen was alone; once he was killed, who would know?