Jian Chen was dealing with a group of enemies alone, and the miserable screams that kept coming from the field and the bloody scene in front of him were already commonplace for him, and they had no impression on his state of mind at all.
As the sword in Jian Chen's hand continued to thrust out, each member of the Cangmang Bandit Group was killed by his sword. In front of Jian Chen's lightning-fast swordsmanship, those bandits who were as strong as Jian Chen were unable to do anything.
Three moves passed through his hands, and many people were directly stabbed in the throat by Jian Chen and forgot about it.
Jian Chen's strength is considered to be the lowest among a group of mercenaries, but in the number of robbers killed, no one can compare with him, but in just a few breaths of time
, there were more than a dozen bandits who fell under Jian Chen's sword, and the silver-white light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand was already stained with blood, and the whole sword was dyed blood red. Despite this,
, the coarse cloth that Jian Chen was wearing was still clean and neat, with no blood splattered on it, unlike the other mercenaries who were covered in blood.
Unknowingly, Jian Chen had already penetrated deep into the bandit camp alone. Now within a range of twenty meters around him, there were all bandits from the Cangmang Bandit Group. There was not a single mercenary, and those mercenaries were almost
They were all organized in small groups to fight against the bandits together.
"Kill!" The three bandits closest to Jian Chen all shouted and rushed towards Jian Chen, then raised their weapons and struck Jian Chen on the head.
Jian Chen stepped out quickly, his body movements were like ghosts, and he arrived in front of one of the robbers at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, the light wind sword in his hand drew a red light, and suddenly struck out at lightning speed.
Stab the robber in the throat.
Jian Chen himself was proficient in fast sword techniques, and the speed of this sword was so fast that the robber's nerves had no time to react. He could only see a red light flashing away, and then he felt a slight numbness in his throat.
, after that, breathing became extremely difficult, as if something was blocked in his throat, which actually made it impossible for him to breathe. Then, bright red blood flowed from his neck, and the robber even
Unable to make any sound, his body slowly fell backward.
At the last moment, he didn't even understand how he died. Perhaps, he didn't even know that his throat had been pierced by Jian Chen's lightning-fast sword, because Jian Chen's sword skills were extremely fast.
, giving him no time to react at all, and when the weak sword pierced his throat in an instant, he would not feel strong pain.
After the light wind sword pierced the robber's throat, Jian Chen's movements did not stop at all. At this time, the other two robbers were already approaching him, and the weapons in their hands were already slashing towards his body.
Facing the weapons that the two robbers were about to chop on him, Jian Chen didn't show the slightest panic, his face was as calm as water, and then he immediately pulled out the light wind sword from the robber's throat, stepping on the mysterious
With his steps, his body moved two meters sideways like a ghost to avoid the attacks of the two robbers. At the same time, the light wind sword in his hand, which had been stained red with blood, moved towards one of the robbers at a speed that the naked eye could not catch.
Throat stabbing.
The light wind sword did not encounter any obstacles. It easily avoided the strong reflex nerves and penetrated deeply into his throat. Just when the light wind sword had just entered the robber's throat, it immediately
Jian Chen pulled it out, and then immediately stabbed the third robber.
Every thrust of Jian Chen's sword was very fast, so fast that the naked eye could not catch it. With the same strength, almost no one could avoid his sword, and the third robber could not see clearly what was coming.
With the shadow of the sword, the light wind sword had already entered his throat.
For Jian Chen, killing people has long been a common occurrence. He has long been accustomed to the bloody scenes in front of him, which made him frown. After solving these bandits, Jian Chen did not stop for a moment, and lightly
The wind sword continued to stab the surrounding bandits.
The fighting in the field was very fierce. At this critical moment that related to one's own life, no one could stay away. Even the coachmen who were not as strong as saints gathered together in three or five, gathering the strength of several people.
Cooperate with some mercenaries to attack the lone bandits.
The brutal fighting caused the numbers of both sides to decrease rapidly. Whether they were bandits or mercenaries, the casualties were very heavy. Except for Jian Chen who still kept his clean coarse clothes, everyone in the field was covered in blood.
, there are even some people who are covered in blood and look like bloody people, and their bodies are covered with large and small wounds.
Although these bandits are much more numerous than these mercenaries, their individual strength and team cooperation are far inferior to these mercenaries who have discipline and often cooperate. As the two sides fight,
Among the servants, the number of bandits is much greater than that of mercenaries. Even so, the two sides can only maintain a balance in terms of numbers.
Jian Chen was still traveling alone among the bandits, calmly dodging attacks from all directions, and the light wind sword in his hand that had been completely stained red by blood kept thrusting out, with every move he made.
A sword stabbed out, either directly hitting the robber's heart and throat with a fatal blow, or leaving a deep wound on the robber's body. However, the surrounding robbers were unable to do anything in the face of Jian Chen. Not only were they unable to see clearly,
The sword thrust out by Jian Chen, and even the weapons in their hands could not hit Jian Chen at all, because there were many times when the weapons in their hands were about to hit Jian Chen, at this critical moment Jian Chen always
Being able to take dangerous risks and avoid them with just a hair's breadth, the result was that your group of robbers couldn't even touch Jian Chen's clothes. Instead, people kept falling under Jian Chen's sword.
More and more bandits died at the hands of Jian Chen. Gradually, the surrounding bandits also realized how powerful Jian Chen was and began to deliberately distance themselves from him. After all, even though they were invincible, no one could
I don't want to die in vain.
"Your Majesty, you are so skilled, let me come and meet you." At this moment, a deep voice came into Jian Chen's ears. As soon as the voice fell, a light blue light was shot towards Jian Chen at an extremely fast speed.
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Feeling the speed of this light cyan light and the powerful energy that was inadvertently emitted from it, Jian Chen's face suddenly changed. Just by the power of this blow, he had already judged that the person was very powerful, so powerful that he could
With my current strength, I simply don't dare to go into a head-on collision. Otherwise, I'm afraid the other party could hurt me with just one blow.
This light cyan light was very fast, and it arrived in front of Jian Chen in an instant. At the same time, Jian Chen's face became extremely solemn, and he immediately controlled his body and tried his best to dodge to the side.
The light cyan light almost grazed Jian Chen's shoulder and hit the ground hard. With a loud "Boom!", a deep pit was made on the ground.
Jian Chen retreated sharply, and immediately distanced himself from the opponent. In the blink of an eye, he retreated five feet away. When he stopped, Jian Chen looked up. Although it was dark night, when he looked through the fire that was still burning tenaciously in the distance,
Despite the fire and his extraordinary eyesight, he could still clearly see the person opposite.
I saw that the man was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. A middle-aged man has an average build and does not appear to be very strong. His appearance also looks ordinary. With the clothes on his body,
The cloth he wore looked like that of a very ordinary person. If the large sword held in his right hand, which was as tall as a person and was emitting a hazy blue light, was removed, then the middle-aged man in front of him would look like a very ordinary person.
He looked like a completely ordinary citizen, with nothing about his body that could attract attention.
Just when Jian Chen was sizing up the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's calm eyes were also sizing up Jian Chen, and at the same time he said: "You are very strong, your opponent should be me." The middle-aged man's voice was very loud.
He was calm and stared at Jian Chen tightly, as if Jian Chen was the only one in his eyes, showing an indifferent look to the shouts of death all day long around him.
Jian Chen turned his eyes slightly and looked around. This middle-aged man obviously had a high status among a group of bandits. As soon as he appeared, the bandits within a certain distance from Jian Chen all stayed away. At this moment, Jian Chen
Although there were many robbers around, when they saw the middle-aged man confronting Jian Chen, none of them immediately dared to step forward and went to find other mercenaries to fight.
Jian Chen's face became solemn. He knew clearly in his heart that this battle was definitely the first life-and-death battle he had encountered since he came to this world. Although he had experienced hundreds of battles, he was confident that he could do the same thing.
He was invincible in the middle class, but facing the middle-aged man in front of him, Jian Chen didn't have much confidence that he could kill him. Just from the force of the middle-aged man's blow, Jian Chen had already seen that the middle-aged man's strength was beyond
He had hurt himself too much, and the middle-aged man also possessed the holy power of the wind attribute, so he was no longer slower than himself.
The middle-aged man stared at Jian Chen, and slowly picked up the Daguan Dao, which was slightly taller than his body. There was a faint cyan light lingering on the Daguan Dao, and a slight breeze surrounded the middle-aged man's body.
spinning.
Noticing the movements of the middle-aged man, Jian Chen's spirit was also heightened. Even though he mastered the mysterious steps, he faced a person whose strength was much higher than his own, and he was also a saint with the wind attribute.
He has great strength and specializes in speeding up enemies, and he doesn't dare to be careless in the slightest.
"drink!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a loud shout, stepped forward, and rushed towards Jian Chen quickly. The middle-aged man was very fast, and he arrived in front of Jian Chen in the blink of an eye. The green light on the Daguan sword was shining brightly.
The sword light, which had been cut into a green patch, slashed towards Jian Chen's neck at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.
Jian Chen tilted his head slightly, and the Daguan knife almost brushed his head. After the light of the knife passed, the black hair slowly fell from the air.
At the same time as his head moved, Jian Chen's body suddenly dwarfed. He took a big step forward and leaned forward quickly to close the distance between himself and the middle-aged man. The light wind sword in his hand formed a
A blood-red light pierced the middle-aged man's heart at lightning speed.
Facing a middle-aged man who was much stronger than him, Jian Chen went all out with this sword without any hesitation. The speed of this sword was so fast that it almost reached the limit that Jian Chen could exert now.
In an instant, the tip of the Qingfeng Sword had reached the middle-aged man's chest. On the tip of the sword, the sword energy that was constantly being breathed out was about to penetrate into the middle-aged man's body.
Looking at the sword tip that reached his chest in an instant, the middle-aged man's face changed in shock, and his eyes were full of disbelief. However, the middle-aged man's reaction was also very fast. At this critical moment, the powerful Holy Spirit
The power sprayed out from the middle-aged man's body, eventually forming a strong shock wave that impacted the light wind sword that had reached his chest. At the same time, part of the holy power formed a seemingly weak but very solid shield around his body.