The short distance of ten meters was spanned in an instant. Jian Chen flashed in front of a group of people from Zhou's mercenary group. The light wind sword in his hand stabbed straight towards the person walking in the front without any fancy.
The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the target's throat. As fast as lightning, it was already in front of that person's throat in an instant.
Feeling the extremely fast speed of this sword, the leader's face suddenly changed. At this time, he had no time to use his holy weapon to resist. In a hurry, his entire upper body twisted as hard as he could, escaping with every risk.
He struck this fatal sword, and without a moment's hesitation, his figure immediately retreated like lightning, keeping distance from Jian Chen.
Before the attack was completed, Jian Chen's expression did not waver at all, and then he held the light wind sword and killed the rest of the Zhou mercenary group. As a blur of sword shadows shone, there were four people who were only as powerful as the Great Sage.
The mercenaries' throats were pierced, and the armor they wore, which was not weak in defense, was as fragile as tofu in front of Jian Chen's light wind sword.
It's a long story. It happened in just an instant. At this time, many people in the Zhou mercenary group didn't even react. From the time Jian Chen took action to killing these four mercenaries, it took a lot of time.
Not even a breath could be taken.
"Stop!" At this time, the mercenary who escaped from Jian Chen's sword shouted loudly. From Jian Chen's lightning-fast sword, he had already seen that Jian Chen was extremely powerful and not easy to deal with, so this
At that time, even with the strength of Zhou's mercenary group, he didn't want to make an enemy with it for no reason.
Jian Chen turned a deaf ear to the man's cries. The Zhou mercenary group had already issued a killing order in his heart. The light wind sword turned into a series of destructive sword lights that flashed continuously, as if representing the sickle of the god of death, ruthless.
Harvesting the lives of members of Zhou's mercenary group.
The great saints of Zhou's mercenary group were powerless to fight back in Jian Chen's hands. Many great saints among them could not even catch the shadow of the sword, and they had already been pierced through the throat by the sword. Even the saint masters
People of this class, when faced with Jian Chen's full-strength attack, could only resist a few moves before being killed by the light wind sword. Jian Chen's strength has been promoted to Saint Master, and it is much easier for these Saint Master level masters than before.
, those Saint Master-level masters could hardly hurt Jian Chen, and it was even difficult to touch the corners of Jian Chen's clothes.
Jian Chen's figure kept flashing in the crowd of Zhou's mercenary group. His whole body seemed to have countless eyes. He was always paying attention to his surroundings, and he could always predict the attacks coming from all directions.
He dodged, so even though Jian Chen was surrounded by enemies, there were almost no people who could really hurt him.
Jian Chen's attack was extremely sharp, and the killing speed was unimaginable. Faced with the situation of being besieged by more than forty people, Jian Chen killed twenty members of Zhou's mercenary group in just a few breaths.
Several people, including several Saint Master level experts.
Seeing Jian Chen kill more than twenty people so effortlessly, the mercenary leader felt that his heart was cold, and the face hidden in the helmet also became cold.
He became a little pale, and at the same time, he was also very confused and puzzled in his mind. He didn't know when he had offended such a powerful person in front of him, and he didn't even say a word to Zhou's servant.
The men from the Corps took action and showed no mercy.
The leader's originally heated head calmed down instantly. He thought quickly in his mind, then hesitated for a while, finally made up his mind, turned around and ran away.
He also knew in his heart that with the powerful strength that Jian Chen was showing now, even if he stayed, he would not be able to change the situation, and the final result would be death. Rather than this, it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to escape.
However, before he ran twenty meters, a figure shot from behind at an extremely fast speed. The figure was very fast and caught up with him in the blink of an eye. A handful of gleaming silver
The white long sword left a tiny ray of light in mid-air and stabbed straight towards the back of his neck.
The leader of Zhou's mercenary group also possesses the strength of a senior holy master. When he noticed the formidable sword energy coming from behind, he rolled around like a lazy donkey and dodged it without even looking at it. Then he put his hands on the ground.
, the whole body jumped up, and at the same time a spear emerged from his hands. The powerful holy power emerged from the spear and immediately stabbed Jian Chen.
Jian Chen's movements did not pause at all, his body swayed slightly to avoid the stabbing sword, and then he came to the leader again. With a tremor of his arm, the silver-white light wind sword turned into a sword shadow that filled the sky and killed the servant.
The soldiers were shrouded inside, and the shadows of swords were thousands and thousands overlapping each other. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to distinguish the authenticity among them.
Facing the sky full of sword shadows, the leader with the strength of a high-level holy master simply didn't know how to resist. Just when he hesitated, a silver-white sword tip stood out from the sky full of sword shadows, stabbing him.
Entered his throat.
"Touch!" Jian Chen once again raised his foot on the leader's chest and kicked him far away. Then he held the blood-stained light wind sword and turned back towards the Zhou mercenaries.
Kill the remaining members of the group. Jian Chen will not let go of anyone in the Zhou mercenary group.
"Captain Cheng Yunlong is dead..."
"Captain Cheng Yunlong was killed..."
"Captain Cheng Yunlong is dead, everyone run away..."
The death of the leader immediately caused panic among many people in Zhou's mercenary group. Then everyone lost their fighting spirit. Facing Jian Chen who was like the incarnation of the god of death, every member of Zhou's mercenary group lost the ability to fight again.
They all abandoned their armor and fled in all directions.
After Jian Chen chased and killed several people, the remaining dozen or so members of Zhou's mercenary group had used all their strength to escape in all directions. Although Jian Chen's speed was not slow, if he wanted to
It is extremely difficult for them all to stay.
"Hmph, none of you from Zhou's mercenary group can escape." Jian Chen's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent. The next moment, a powerful and sharp sword energy suddenly emerged from the light wind sword, and then,
The light wind sword broke away from Jian Chen's palm and flew out on its own, turning into a silver-white light and chasing the mercenaries who were fleeing at an unparalleled speed.
At this moment, Jian Chen did not hesitate to use his magical power like Yishen Yujian to kill all the remaining members of Zhou's mercenary group.
As the silver-white light transformed by the Qingfeng Sword turned in a circle as fast as lightning, all the members of the Zhou mercenary group who fled in all directions were pierced through the throat, and they were separated by hundreds of people.
More than ten people three meters away fell to the ground almost at the same time.