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Chapter 228 The artistic conception of wind shows its power

Mr. Jian held a long sword in his hand and glanced at the others. The others immediately understood it. At the same time, he took a step forward and his breath erupted instantly. Seeing this, Xu Chen was not afraid but happy. He licked his mouth and said, "It's great to go together, it's a waste of time for me to kill one by one."

"Speak wildly!"

"Arrogant!"

"What a big tone!"

Sword Master and seven others were scattered with spiritual weapons in their hands, and pressing towards Xu Chen with bad looks. "Swish! Swish! Swish..." Seeing the seven people pressing, Xu Chen took action first. With a thought, eighteen spirit swords flew towards the Sword Master Seven. "Clang! Dang! Ring!"

The sword elder swung his sword and quickly blocked the three spirit swords flying in and dodged two. The others were not as strong and speed as him. With a puff, an old man in gray had his head cut off by the third spirit sword after blocking two flying swords. Although a middle-aged man in blue was not dead, his left hand was cut off by the spirit sword. The other four were lucky. In one meeting, seven people were injured, and the remaining five people were fine, but they showed horror on their faces and storms surged in their hearts. "Kill!"

The old sword shouted loudly. The surging spiritual power burst out suddenly, and each person and sword rushed towards Xu Chen like a meteor. "Kill him!"

The other five people roared angrily and followed closely. "Swish! Swish! Swish..." They were fast, and the speed of the spirit sword was faster. Under the control of Xu Chen's mental power, the eighteen spirit swords flew towards Jian Lao and others again and launched a new round of attacks. This time, the spirit sword attacking Jian Lao was directly raised from the five handles in the first round to eight handles, and the other five were locked by two spiritual swords. "Clang! Dang! Dang..." Under the attack of the eight spiritual swords, although Jian Lao was a third-level warrior of the Qi Creation Realm, he did not dare to be careless at all. He swung his sword to resist the spirit sword that came from all directions. Although the other five people were far less powerful than Jian Lao, fortunately there were only two spiritual swords that attacked them. They tried their best to block this wave of attacks. "Block!"

The middle-aged man in blue who had been cut off by Xu Chen, swung his knife to block the two spiritual swords flying over, and was happy inside. However, the joy on his face had not yet bloomed. "Puchi!"

A sword light suddenly flashed. The middle-aged man in blue-clothed clothes rushed forward and then rushed out under the action of inertia. A head swirled out, drew an arc in the air, and finally dropped to the ground with a bang, and then rolled forward a few meters like a ball. Almost at the same time when the middle-clothed blue-clothed haired head flew up, a figure appeared in front of another person like the wind, and slashed out like lightning with a sword. Because the sword light was too fast and too abrupt, the man had no time to react. "Puchi!"

Another muffled sound came out, and his head flew up and blood splattered. The smiles on the other people who blocked Xu Chen's second round of attack instantly froze, replaced by fear. Two more died. How long has the war started? There were four people who died under Xu Chen's sword. The old sword's pupils also shrank, but then he was happy again, "Boy, if you keep a long distance from me and control the long-distance attack of the spirit sword, it will be difficult for me to take you down, but now you really don't know how to live or die. The distance between you and me is less than 100 meters. It's easy to kill you, die!"

The old sword roared and rushed out. The spirit sword in his hand shook, and a sharp sword intent erupted from the long sword. "Xiaocheng sword intent?"

Xu Chen smiled disdainfully, and 50% of the sword intent activated the first move of Taichu Sword Technique to move mountains, and they ran into each other head-on. "I didn't hide, I'm looking for death!"

Seeing that Xu Chen did not hide, he actually fought with him head-on. Old Jian smiled grimly, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the long sword even more crazily. The sword energy spread across the sky and earth made an extremely low whistling sound, which was the sound of the air being shattered by the sword energy. "It's over!"

"The overall situation is decided!"

"Xu Chen will definitely die!"

Seeing this, the other three were all happy and decided that Xu Chen would definitely die. "Bang!"

Under everyone's gaze, the two long swords met together, and deafening collision sounds erupted between the heaven and earth. The void at the collision was disordered, and the aftermath was raging, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out wildly. The ground under the two feet was also shattered. The scene where the sword and others expected that Xu Chen's coughing blood would fly backwards was delayed. The two retreated at the same time. Xu Chen took thirteen steps in a row, and each step fell, exploded like a high-explosive grenade, and a large pit exploded on the ground. The gravel splashed out like an arrow, and the hit air made a sharp whistling sound. Jian Lao retreated seven steps. After falling seven steps, he looked up at Xu Chen, who was unscathed, and showed a look of astonishment. "Are you okay?"

Just now, he almost used all his strength. According to his speculation, even if he could not kill Xu Chen, he could at least severely damage him and make Xu Chen lose his fighting power. However, the result was that Xu Chen not only did not die, but instead looked like he was fine. "You won't naively think that one sword can kill me in seconds, right? I'm not stupid, and I don't have enough strength, how could I fight with you in close combat?"

Xu Chen mocked. Old Jian's face changed in a blue and white manner. He mocked him nakedly. A young man from a remote place actually dared to mock him. His anger was burning wildly. Just when he was angry, Xu Chen said so: "I will solve these fish first, and then fight with you!"

After the words came, Xu Chen gave up on Jian Lao without hesitation and snatched towards the middle-aged man in yellow. How could Jianlai watch Xu Chen kill other people? His steps moved slightly, and he would dare to rescue him. "Swish! Swish! Swish..." A shrill sound of breaking through the air came. Eighteen spirit swords shot towards Jian Lao. While Xu Chen snatched the middle-aged man in yellow, he controlled the spirit sword to attack Jian Lao. He used his heart and thoughts. "Clang! Dang! Dang! Dang..." The eighteen spirit swords attacked Jian Lao at the same time. Jianlai had to give up supporting the other three people and resist the attack of the spirit sword with all his strength. The other three people saw that Jian Lao was unable to take care of themselves and could not free up their hands to support them, so they looked at each other. "Xu Chen's strongest method of sword control has been used to hold Jian Lao. Without sword control, no matter how strong he is, can he be the opponent of the three of us?"

"good."

"Kill him!"

A ruthless look flashed through the middle-aged man's eyes, and a black bow flashed in his hand, and a silver arrow appeared. He opened his bow and put the arrow on the strings. With a buzzing sound, the silver arrow flew out, as fast as lightning, tearing apart the layers of air, and accurately hit Xu Chen's body. "Bang!"

Xu Chen's figure exploded, shattered, turned into countless pieces, dissipated invisible. "It turned out to be a afterimage again!"

The middle-aged man in yellow constricted his pupils slightly. "Han Zhong be careful!"

"Be careful behind you!"

The other two looked behind the middle-aged man in fear. The middle-aged man in yellow felt a terrified heart and turned around without hesitation. The big bow in his hand followed the turning momentum, and used the bow as a knife to slash forward. While the middle-aged man in yellow waved the big bow down, a sword light slashed horizontally like a slow and fast. With a clang, the Blood Shadow Sword and the Big Bow collided with each other, sparks burst, and then a crackling sound, the black big bow was directly cut into two pieces by the Blood Shadow Sword. Not only the big bows were cut into two pieces, but also the middle-aged man in yellow, with a squirting sound, the blood flowers splattered, and the middle-aged man in yellow flew out directly, and the body separated. "Xu Chen, die for me!"

The old man in purple roared, his whole body burst out, his muscles burst out, his right arm was tangled, and his blue veins were exposed. With a loud bang, he saw him stepping on the earth and punching Xu Chen in the air. The old man in purple robe had his full punch, and his power was extremely domineering. Before the fist arrived, the wind of the fist had arrived, and the air was blown out by a punch, forming a white air explosion. "The second style of Taichu Sword Art, breaking the river!"

Facing the old man with all his strength, Xu Chen did not dodge or dodge, and snarled out a sword, and a punch that was enough to blow the mountain. Under Xu Chen's sword, it was so vulnerable. As soon as he touched, the strength of the fist quickly melted like the first snow and encountered the scorching sun. The old man with purple robe's pupils contracted violently. In his pupils, a little sword light quickly magnified. Finally, with a sniffle, a sword sealed his throat. After killing the old man with purple robe, Xu Chen turned his eyes to the last man besides the old man of sword. The last man was tall and mighty, with a hideous scar on his face, which added a bit of fierceness to him. The scar man was not yet still

He was a little fierce. Seeing Xu Chen looking at him, his expression changed several times, from the beginning to the startle anger to the astonishment, and then to the current fear. Seeing Xu Chen's powerful strength, he could no longer have the intention of resisting. There was only one idea in his mind. Escape! How far is it to escape? Xu Chen is so terrible! His cultivation is obviously only in the Qi Control Realm, but killing them above the level is like eating and drinking water, effortless. The eight people who guarded Fang Xingchen had already died one after another, and all six of them were killed by Xu Chen. Xu Chen's strength was so terrifying. He had never seen such a perverted young man. "Xiaoyaobu!"

The scar man is burly and fierce, giving people the feeling of being good at brute force. In fact, what he is best at is footwork. Freedom Step! Low-level footwork in the ground level! Relying on it, he has saved his life several times from the mortal crisis. At this moment, he used his full strength to perform his footwork, his figure was like wind and lightning, and rushed towards the distance. In the blink of an eye, he had reached a thousand meters away. At this moment, he just wanted to save his life. Fang Xingchen's safety had long been left behind. "Compare speed with me?"

A touch of mockery appeared on the corner of Xu Chen's mouth. Before he walked out of the ruins, he was not prepared at all. After discovering the sword and others outside the ruins, he decisively retreated, and then absorbed and refined the short-lived Feng Yijing Crystal without hesitation. Then he entered the Heavenly Emperor Hall and used the time difference between the Heavenly Emperor Hall and the outside world to understand the Feng Yijing Art. In the Heavenly Emperor Hall, he realized the mystery of Feng Yijing in one fell swoop, one percent higher than the sword intent. Xu Chen's toes were a little bit on the ground, and the wind was all over his body.

The mystery of the body dissipated from place like the wind. The next moment, a blurred afterimage was seen hundreds of meters away. When I looked again, the shadow dissipated with the wind and came further ahead. In the valley, there was wind on all sides. Xu Chen's figure moved with the wind and flickered. The sound of the wind sounded in my ears. The scar man looked back and didn't see Xu Chen's figure. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and finally got rid of Xu Chen. Then, he couldn't help but feel proud. His reality

The power is not outstanding among the eight people who originally guarded Fang Xingchen, but he has two advantages that others cannot compare with. One is that he is decisive enough. If he was not decisive enough at that time and hesitated to refuse to abandon Fang Xingchen and escape alone, he would probably be a dead person now. The other is that if he is fast enough and not fast enough, he will not be able to get rid of Xu Chen's pursuit. "Now I am safe, but Fang Xingchen's safety... With the sword old man, Fang Xing

Chen should be fine, right? If Fang Xingchen dies, the consequences will be unimaginable. And I am responsible for protecting Fang Xingchen's safety. Fang Xingchen dies, and I can't get out of it. It seems that once he dies, I will also have to escape immediately and hide my name for a while..." The scar man whispered to himself in a low voice. Suddenly, a strong wind stormed. A figure appeared in front of him with the wind. After seeing the figure in the wind, the scar man felt like he had seen a ghost, and his pupils contracted violently. "Escape!"

The scar man was shocked and turned around and ran away. "Can you run away?"

Xu Chen's voice came with the wind. His body also blocked the scar man again with the wind. Xu Chen's figure moved with the wind, and the blood shadow sword in his hand was circulating sharp sword intent, exuding a breath of destruction and slashing everything. The scar man turned the direction several times in a row, but he couldn't get rid of Xu Chen and begged for mercy: "Xu Chen, I'm also obedient to you, and I have no grudges and no grudges with you. Why do you have to kill me? Can't you forgive me?"

"cannot!"

Xu Chen's cold voice came into the Scar's man's ears, which shocked his body and felt desperate. In despair, he growled: "Xu Chen, everyone will die together!"

The moment the words fell, the spiritual power spread all over his body burned like flames. The breath increased rapidly. The spiritual power burned! "Die!"

His face showed a ferocious look, and his eyes were full of resentment, and he roared and slashed. However, as soon as his hand holding the knife was raised, a gust of wind blew past him. With a slight thunder, his neck opened, and a ferocious hole was opened, and blood was surging like a spring. The wound became bigger and bigger. Finally, with a thump, his head rolled down from his neck. Xu Chen's body slowly appeared. He looked back at the body of the scar man, "At absolute speed, all resistance is useless struggle."

"I have already packed up the fish, and now it's time to learn about the strength of Mr. Jian. I don't use the magic master's methods to kill him!"

Xu Chen's figure disappeared. On the other side, in the valley, the sword master was still tired of dealing with the attack of the spirit sword. Xu Chen's mental power was so strong that it could cover nearly 10,000 meters. At this distance, it is no exaggeration to say that he could control the spirit sword to kill the target with just one thought. Now he can't take the head of a person thousands of miles away, but he can take the head of a person within ten thousand meters. Just when the sword master was tired of dealing with the continuous attack of the spirit sword, the eighteen spirit swords suddenly stopped attacking and then flew in the same direction. The sword master looked in the direction the spirit sword flew to see Xu Chen and saw Xu Chen. At the moment he saw Xu Chen, he seemed to understand that, except him, all the warriors responsible for guarding Fang Xingchen were dead. Fang Xingchen saw Xu Chen and returned, and his face suddenly lost its blood color and turned bloodless.

He was lustful, his body was trembling slightly uncontrollably. Dead! He was dead! He was all dead! Only Jian Lao was left. Can Jian Lao kill Xu Chen? If it were before, he would definitely think that it would be easy for Jian Lao to kill Xu Chen, but now, he was not sure, and he was more worried that Jian Lao would be defeated by Xu Chen. Xu Chen raised his hand and flew back, and he was put into the storage ring. When Jian Lao saw this scene, his brow frowned slightly. He didn't understand what Xu Chen suddenly put away all the spiritual swords at this time. Do he plan not to use sword control to deal with him? He shook his head. As long as Xu Chen was not stupid, he would definitely not sacrifice his martial arts. If he really gave up sword control, wouldn't he be looking for death? "I don't use sword control, come on, fight me closely, and see if it's your sword sharp, or my sword is better!"
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