Sure enough, as soon as Li Chen stepped into Dragon Head Mountain, he was blocked by a dozen people.
"Stop, this place is reserved by our Zhao Family. You better take a detour!"
Li Chen glanced at them and coldly asked, "What if I insist on passing through?"
Hearing Li Chen's words, these people couldn't help but freeze.
Then, as if they had heard a very funny joke, they all burst into laughter.
One of the sturdy men suddenly picked up an axe and chopped a tree as thick as a bowl in front of him in half.
"If you dare insist on forcing your way through, you'll meet the same end as this tree!"
Other Zhao Family disciples echoed him, bursting into laughter.
Li Chen sneered coldly and said, "Those who block me, die!"
Before the words even fell, he flicked his finger, sending out a sharp Sword Intent, cutting down the Zhao Family disciple who was laughing the loudest on the spot.
No one expected Li Chen to kill at the slightest disagreement.
