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106: Chapter 87: One Buddha Calms the Entire Scene [Subscribe Request]_4 106: Chapter 87: One Buddha Calms the Entire Scene [Subscribe Request]_4 Although the girl who liked to wear her hair in a high ponytail occasionally had a mental short-circuit, looking not too bright, she certainly understood how the world worked.

She wanted to be Lin Baici’s team leader, so she had to have an ace up her sleeve, and fighting power was what Xia Hongyao was most confident and proud of.

But now, she was not allowed.

Xia Hongyao wanted to retort, but when she met Lin Baici’s serious gaze, she gave up.

“Fine!”

Xia Hongyao stepped back.

Muscle Buddha immediately charged forward, racing towards the Ironclad Swordslave.

Swish!

The Ironclad Swordslave swung its sword to kill!

Muscle Buddha extended his long arm, delivering a Heavy Blow with his fist, hitting the spine of the sword accurately.

Bang!

The greatsword was knocked aside, and Muscle Buddha immediately stomped on the ground, accelerating instantly, and barraged into the wide-open stance of the Ironclad Swordslave, unleashing a flurry of iron punches.

Oh la oh la oh la!

“Red Medicine!”

Lin Baici came next to Xia Hongyao, “Don’t rush, let’s figure out its weakness first, then you can make your move!”

“Okay!”

Xia Hongyao nodded.

She understood that Lin Baici didn’t let her take action because she was worried about her safety; after all, this wasn’t child’s play—a person could die if cut.

[Your weapons cannot kill this swordsman!]

[If you destroy the ‘slave’ seal on its forehead, it can be freed, and perhaps it will no longer guard this Sword Hut!]

“‘Cannot be killed?’ ‘Slave seal’?”

Lin Baici frowned upon hearing Eater God’s commentary, which seemed quite tricky.

Mr.

Xie was originally feeling desperate after seeing He Zhongkun blown up by a creature summoned by God Lin, anxious day and night; but now, watching those two monsters confront each other, he immediately knew an opportunity had come.

“Run!

Run fast!”

While anxiously signaling his bodyguards and other bosses, Mr.

Xie sprinted away, trying to leave this cursed place as fast as possible.

If it wasn’t for the fear of escaping alone and facing a great risk of death, Mr.

Xie would have fled by himself because making such a ruckus by alerting the others made too much noise.

In fact, everyone else wasn’t dumb, they didn’t need Mr.

Xie’s warning; those bosses who had offended Lin Baici had already started running.

“Ms.

Gu!”

Feng Yi turned to Gu Rongjie, “What do we do?

Should we run?”

Gu Rongjie ignored him.

Internally she cursed him for being so stupid.

Doesn’t he know which side to stand on?

If it were the real world, of course, they would join the billionaires, but they were in God’s Ruins—what use was all their money here?

If God Lin wanted, he could squash them at any moment.

The girls from Beijing Drama Academy were panicked, worrying that if Lin Baici and his people were killed by the monsters, it would be too late for them to escape.

But if they ran now, where could they possibly go?

“Brother Tang!”

The young man with the earring was struggling with the same thoughts as the girls.

“Wait!

Just wait patiently!”

Tang Zhiqian clenched his teeth.

As an ordinary person, he had no choice!

Leaving Lin Baici now, what if they encountered rule contamination again?

Handle it himself?

Tang Zhiqian had no confidence that he could survive another rule contamination.

So it was better to stick with Lin Baici and bet on him winning.

“I hate this feeling of powerlessness!”

Lv Yingxi clenched her fist tightly, “I want to be a God Hunter, I want to hold my fate in my own hands.”

“Survive first!”

After Tang Zhiqian spoke, he saw the Ironclad Swordslave swing out its greatsword, forcing Muscle Buddha back, and then it sprinted, chasing after the bosses who were fleeing the scene.

Mr.

Xie, who had started running earliest and had gotten the furthest away, was naturally the first target of the Ironclad Swordslave.

Clang!

The chains attached to the Ironclad Swordslave rattled loudly from its movement, creating a grating noise.

“As long as I get past the length of that chain, I can live!”

Mr.

Xie tried to psych himself up, but the next second, his vision went dark as if a massive wall or a great barrier blocked out the sunlight; then it felt like he had smashed headfirst into a slab of iron, causing him to stumble backward and land on his backside.

Whoosh!

Mr.

Xie’s head was covered in blood, fresh blood pouring down his face like a waterfall.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

The armored sword slave snorted coldly and brought the great sword down towards Mr.

Xie’s head.

Swish!

From his skull to his lower abdomen, Mr.

Xie was cleaved neatly in half along his body’s midline.

It was only when the armored sword slave lunged at the Thai boxing bodyguard that Mr.

Xie’s body finally fell, spilling his organs everywhere.

The smell of blood pervaded the air.

The Thai boxing bodyguard tried to struggle; as he saw the armored sword slave approach and swing the sword, he immediately ducked and, powering from his ankles, changed direction to escape from the armored sword slave’s right side.

But the armored sword slave’s sword withdrawal and strike were too swift.

The next second, the Thai boxing bodyguard was cut in half at the waist and collapsed to the ground, intestines spilling out onto the dirt.

The armored sword slave slaughtered mercilessly.

Seeing this scene, the other bosses dared not flee any longer, but the armored sword slave did not stop and went on to kill them all!

“Don’t kill me!”

One boss, having lost all courage, fell to his knees with a thud and kowtowed desperately to the armored sword slave.

The armored sword slave stopped in front of him.

“I beg you, don’t kill me!”

Thinking there was hope for survival, the boss kowtowed even more vigorously, causing his toupee to skew, revealing a bald patch.

“Shut up!”

The armored sword slave berated him and casually delivered a stroke of the sword.

Swish!

The boss’s head was chopped off, falling to the ground like a ripe coconut from a tree.

Thud!

The head landed on the clay earth, rolled twice, and then lay still.

Sizzle!

Blood sprayed, some of it falling into the Ironwater River and getting scorched into a red vapor.

He Zhongkun, who had regained consciousness, felt a chill run through his entire body at the sight of this scene.

However, because he had not run away, the armored sword slave did not kill him.

After clearing out these people, it glanced at Muscle Buddha and then returned its gaze to Lin Baici.

“Is it your Buddha slave?”

“Let’s keep to our own paths, shall we?

Pretend you never saw us, how about that?”

Lin Baici suggested.

The armored sword slave grinned sardonically and charged at Lin Baici.

Xia Hongyao stepped forward in a stride, shielding Lin Baici, but Muscle Buddha had already confronted the enemy.

“I’ll look for a chance to ignite a fire and burn off its iron armor.

Cover me!”

Lin Baici ordered.

“Why not let me do it?”

Xia Hongyao suggested, feeling that Lin Baici, being a master of strategy and possessing powerful abilities such as Divine Grace and Fusheng Night Rain, “Wild Buddha blowing a lamp”, might not be as adept in combat as she was, having been rigorously trained by renowned teachers since childhood.

It would be more convenient if she took the task upon herself.

“I wish I could!”

Lin Baici was also helpless.

The Songmu torch was not sealed by the black coffin.

Anyone who held it would feel an urge to either burn others or themselves.

Lin Baici certainly did not want to see Xia Hongyao burn herself to a crisp.

The armored sword slave, focused on Muscle Buddha, swung its great sword in a tight, impenetrable defense, leaving no opening for Muscle Buddha to strike.

However, suddenly, a Flying Stone whizzed through the air, striking it in the eye, causing its movement to instinctively halt.

“What was that?”

Guo Zheng rubbed his eyes; the thing had flown too fast for him to make out what it was.

As both an enforcer and a tank, Muscle Buddha was exceedingly competent.

Seizing this opportunity, it accelerated forward, lowering its body as it charged, and on the last step, its left foot stepped in front of the armored sword slave’s legs.

It then plowed forward, simultaneously diving downwards.

Bang!

The moment Muscle Buddha’s left shoulder hit the armored sword slave’s abdomen, it wrapped one arm around the warrior’s waist and grabbed the bending of its right leg with the other hand.

With a hefty pull, followed by a firm thrust.

Bang!

The armored sword slave flipped backward and landed on its back.

Clay dirt rose as dust billowed in the air.

“We won!”

The crowd exclaimed in joy.