Chapter 206: Fighting Five Against One

However, he wasn't given a moment to rest as a mace came right at him, aiming for his head.

Lu Zhen kicked the ground, shaking the surroundings. The man was off-balance, causing him to narrowly miss Lu Zhen.

Swiftly manoeuvring, Lu Zhen used his thick, purplish arm to attack the man.

However, this time, a knife came at him silently.

Lu Zhen's eyes narrowed as he dodged the attack and backed away, carefully observing his surroundings.

There were six second-stage martial artists surrounding him. One used a fist technique, another was a swordsman, while the others wielded a mace, a knife, an assassin, and a bow user in the distance.

Although the bow user might not have attacked him until now, Lu Zhen could feel the terrifying aura. The assassin was well-hidden, but it was useless against Lu Zhen's mental energy.

"Give up, Lu Zhen, and die quietly," the swordsman, who seemed to be the leader, said with an apathetic expression on his face.

Lu Zhen was amused when he heard this.

"Do you really think you six alone could kill me?" A mad laughter resounded as Lu Zhen laughed like a maniac.

Kahahhahah!

"This..." the man was speechless; however, his eyes widened as his survival instinct screamed at him.

Without looking, he dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding Lu Zhen's punch.

Psh!

Although martial artists are like cockroaches, even cockroaches will die if their hearts are destroyed and their bodies are deformed to the point of being unrecognisable.

Although that might not be the case for higher realm martial artists, for second-stage martial artists, it was enough for them to die.

"Bastard." He was about to charge at Lu Zhen; however, he was stopped by the mace man.

"Brother, calm yourself; you will only feed yourself to that little monster if you do."

Although the swordsman was angry, the instant he heard this, he calmed down and nodded his head, feeling a shiver run down his spine.

"I took my role too seriously, although I am the strongest. How could I sacrifice my life just for the sake of that little runt..." an expressionless expression appeared on the swordsman's face as if he was deeply mourning for the fallen assassin.

Seeing this, all the grand elders of the Xia family were moved. After all, the swordsman was the biggest among them and also the strongest.

Lu Zhen just amusingly watched all this drama unfold in front of him without a single bit of movement.

"Why didn't you attack us, young m... litt... big monster," the swordsman said confusingly as he looked at the unmoving position of Lu Zhen, the hulking figure of purplish ten feet (304 cm) and four arms like an Ashura.

"Well, this charade is over after all..." Lu Zhen said as he revealed his canine teeth with a mysterious expression.

"What do you mean..." Suddenly, a middle-aged man materialised in front of the Xia family grand elders and bowed.

"Grand elders, the army has arrived," the middle-aged man said with visible nervousness as he looked at the purple devil who resembled an Ashura.

Hearing this, the swordsman laughed and said to Lu Zhen with disdain in his gaze.

"You are right; the battle is over," a sneer formed on his face as he laughed. However, Lu Zhen's eyes held ridicule as he watched the man laugh like a fool, as if he were seeing a zoo animal.