The shouts of killing were loud in the Tianxiong family compound. At this time, hundreds of people poured out from various parts of the compound, surrounding the place where the fight was taking place.
Jian Chen, who was wearing white cloth, was holding a light wind sword and was constantly moving through the crowd in a graceful manner. While dodging attacks from all directions, he was killing members of the Tianxiong family. The silver-white sword light around him kept flashing.
, every time it flashes, it will pierce or cut a person's throat, ruthlessly harvesting life.
His movements were smooth and smooth, and even when he was surrounded by hundreds of people, he still looked calm.
"stop!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came. Upon hearing the sound, the guards of the Tianxiong family immediately stepped back, staring at Jian Chen with a pair of eyes full of vigilance.
Tianxiong Lielong walked over from a distance, and behind him, there were several people of different ages. These people were obviously the people in the meeting hall before, and each of them represented Wa
A powerful force in the city.
Tian Xionglie walked into the arena with a serious face, but when he glanced at the dozens of lifeless guards blocking the ground, his face couldn't help but become gloomy, and finally his cold eyes fell on Jian Chen.
On that face that is not very old.
When Tian Xionglie saw Jian Chen's appearance clearly, his face changed slightly, and then, a strong killing intent flashed from his eyes, and he looked at Jian Chen like a ferocious beast.
"You are Jian Chen." Tian Xionglie stared fiercely at Jian Chen, who had a plain face, and said every word through gritted teeth, and a faint trace of blood red appeared in his eyes.
Jian Chen smiled calmly and said: "Master Tianxiong, I didn't expect you to still remember me."
Tian Xionglie's whole body was trembling slightly. He would never forget the murderer of his only son in front of him. Even when he dreamed every night, Jian Chen's words would appear in his mind from time to time.
Zhang's young face, although he had seen Jian Chen very few times, and it had been more than a year, but Jian Chen's appearance could be said to have been deeply imprinted in Tian Xionglie's mind, and he would never be able to understand it.
forget.
"Jian Chen, I was just about to come find you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door. In that case, you will stay here forever." Tian Xionglie stared at Jian Chen with hatred in his eyes, gritting his teeth.
road.
Jian Chen snorted disdainfully and said: "Tianxiong Lie, you couldn't keep me one year ago, and you still can't keep me one year later. With your small Tianxiong family, you haven't let me stay."
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Hearing this, Tian Xionglie's eyes flashed fiercely. A year ago, Jian Chen escaped from him many times with the strength of a Saint Master, leaving him in a state of embarrassment. For him, this was simply a shame that could not be washed away.
However, Tian Xionglie didn't know that Jian Chen's strength at that time was still at the advanced stage of a great saint, and there was still a small gap between him and a saint master.
"Boy, today I want to see how much you have grown in the past year. Guard your surroundings to prevent him from escaping." As soon as Peng Ai finished speaking, earthy yellow light emerged from Tian Xionglie's hand,
It quickly condensed into a broad axe. Holding the giant ax in his hand, Tian Xionglie quickly rushed towards Jian Chen with heavy steps.
"Drink!" With a loud shout, Tian Xionglie raised his giant ax high, and with the surging holy power, accompanied by a harsh sound of breaking through the air, he slashed towards Jian Chen like lightning.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Jian Chen's mouth. If he had faced Tian Xiong Lie's thunderous attack a year ago, he would have definitely avoided the edge for a while and not dared to confront it head-on, but now he is no longer what he used to be.
A hazy sword light emerged from the Light Wind Sword, covering the entire sword dust of the Light Wind Sword, and then turned into a silver-white lightning and stabbed towards the giant ax without fear.
Seeing Jian Chen confronting him head-on without evading, Tian Xionglie's eyes flashed with coldness. He obviously felt extremely stupid for Jian Chen's behavior. He had fought against Jian Chen a year ago, and he knew it very well.
When Jian Chen was there, he didn't believe that Jian Chen's strength would grow to the same level as his in just one year.
Tian Xionglie let out a low shout, and the holy power on the giant ax couldn't help but become a little stronger, piercing the sky with thunderous momentum, trying to destroy Jian Chen's holy soldiers in one fell swoop.
"Ding!"
Two holy weapons that were completely disproportionate in size collided together in mid-air. The holy power contained in the holy weapons collided with each other, and a roaring sound suddenly erupted, turning into a ripple of energy visible to the naked eye.
With the Holy Soldier as the center, it spread rapidly towards the surroundings. When these energy ripples reached the ground, the hard stone slab was cracked inch by inch like a piece of tofu, and the cracks like spider webs spread rapidly towards the surrounding areas.
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Just when the two holy weapons collided together, Tian Xionglie's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Jian Chen in disbelief, and deep in his eyes, there was even a little bit of horror.
From this fight, Tian Xionglie knew in his heart that Jian Chen's strength had undergone earth-shaking changes compared to a year ago. A year ago, if Jian Chen hadn't relied on his speed and the help of the complex terrain in the jungle,
Playing a hide-and-seek game with him, it would be as simple as squeezing Jian Chen to death for him to kill an ant. However, a year later, the original ant had grown to a height that could confront him head-on. Such rapid progress made it difficult for him to
Tian Xionglie felt unbelievable.
Even Tian Xionglie felt that the Jian Chen at this time and the Jian Chen back then were not one person at all, but two people, because the difference in Jian Chen's strength one year later was really huge compared to one year ago.
Jian Chen staggered back a few steps. Although he was able to withstand Tian Xiong Lie's attack from the front, he still couldn't be evenly matched. Although Tian Xiong Lie was an intermediate Great Saint Master and was stronger than him.
His strength is limited, but due to his profound earth-attribute holy power, he has a unique advantage. His combat power is far inferior to that of ordinary masters at the peak of the Great Saint Master. With this attack, Jian Chen is obviously at a disadvantage.
On the other hand, Tian Xionglie's body was still standing firmly in the field, but his feet had sunk into the ground about an inch deep.
"Boy, I didn't expect that your strength has improved so horribly in this year." Tian Xionglie stared at Jian Chen with a gloomy expression, and said in a deep voice: "But no matter how great your progress is, today I can't
I want to keep you here forever." After saying that, Tian Xionglie rushed towards Jian Chen again.