Jian Chen's face changed slightly, and his originally dull eyes became sharp with Gan Hou's words. Although his current strength is still too weak, this does not mean that Jian Chen is afraid of trouble.
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Jian Chen slowly put down his chopsticks, his lips trembled slightly, and he said in a low tone: "You guys are not qualified to occupy my table."
Hearing this, Ganhou's face was stunned for a moment, but then, he sneered and stared at Jian Chen with a cold gaze. The strong murderous intention in his eyes leaked out without concealing it. If Jian Chen really didn't know
He didn't mind trying to destroy him. In his opinion, Jian Chen's weak figure coupled with his young age did not look like a warrior with great strength.
"Boy, since you don't know how to praise, let your Brother Ganhou teach you a lesson so that you can remember it for a long time." After saying that, Ganhou slapped Jian Chen's face with a slap.
The fierce wind from the palm made Jian Chen's hair tremble slightly. From this, it can be seen that the force of Ganhou's slap was not light.
A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and he immediately snorted coldly. He grabbed a pair of chopsticks in his right hand and thrust them into the slap from Ganhou at lightning speed.
The speed of Jian Chen's right hand was very fast, so fast that it was difficult to catch. Before Gan Hou could react, Jian Chen's right hand had already touched Gan Hou's slap. When the two
When they touched each other, the chopsticks held by Jian Chen in his right hand were like a sharp iron thorn, easily piercing Ganhou's palm and piercing it.
"Ah!" The severe pain from the palm of his hand caused Ganhou to let out a scream mixed with pain. The sound was miserable and echoed throughout the restaurant, so that everyone could hear it clearly.
Immediately, many pleasant voices came from the restaurant. This result was obviously in great contrast with what they had thought. Everyone in the restaurant cast an unexpected look at Jian Chen. However, when some discerning people
When the people saw that Jian Chen actually pierced Ganhou's palm with a chopstick, their expressions suddenly became serious, and then their eyes looking at Jian Chen also changed slightly, and there were many eyes in which
All with deep shock.
Just using a wooden chopstick to pierce the palm of your hand, what kind of strength does this require? At least, no one among them can do this.
After piercing Ganhou's palm with his chopsticks, Jian Chen suddenly kicked out his right leg, hitting Ganhou's chest hard and sending Ganhou's thin body flying three meters away.
He just stepped across a dining table and fell to the ground in a state of disgrace.
The few mercenaries sitting at the table immediately left the place far away, for fear of being affected. Although Jian Chen looked young, the strength and ruthless methods he showed at this moment actually intimidated the restaurant.
There were quite a few people among them, and the few mercenaries who were sitting at this table to eat would naturally not fall out with Jian Chen over such a trivial matter.
Seeing Ganhou's fate, the faces of the four mercenaries who came with Ganhou were obviously dull for a while, but they recovered immediately, and each of them stared at Jian Chen with sharp eyes, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
"How dare you attack the people of our desert mercenary group? I'm tired of living." A young man's face was full of anger, and he said angrily to Jian Chen. Before he finished speaking, a giant sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
, waved his hand and stabbed towards Jian Chen.
An imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, and then he snorted softly. A silver-white slender divine sword appeared in his hand in an instant. On the sword surface close to the hilt, the word "Qingfeng" was engraved.
The Light Wind Sword, the divine sword used by Jian Chen in his previous life, was the personal sword of Jian Chen for a generation. It is also very famous in the world. Almost everyone who practices martial arts knows about it. But in this life, he has been reincarnated. In this other world, the sword used by Jian Chen is still named Qingfeng, and the shape of the Qingfeng sword is the same as the Qingfeng sword he used in his previous life. This shows that Jian Chen's feelings for the sword in his heart How deep it is.
As soon as the light wind sword appeared, it turned into a silver-white lightning under the control of Jian Chen, and stabbed towards the young man at an incredible speed. The last one arrived first, and the giant sword in the young man's hand had just reached the halfway point. During the journey, the light wind sword suddenly appeared in front of his throat like a ghost and stayed there steadily. The tip of the sword had already pierced the thin outermost layer of skin on the young man's throat. Dots of bright red appeared, and the clean ones appeared in everyone's sight.
Feeling a slight pain coming from his throat, the young man's face changed drastically. In an instant, he became as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Drops of cold sweat surged out from his forehead, covering it in the blink of an eye. His entire forehead, and the huge sword he swung out in his hand, also stopped in mid-air under his strong control, and his body also maintained the posture of swinging the sword, not daring to move at all. The young man's appearance at this moment , it looks as if it is imprisoned by a mysterious force.
Looking at the silver-white sword that appeared in front of the young man's throat at some unknown time, the originally noisy restaurant instantly fell into a strange silence. Everyone stared at the sword in Jian Chen's hand with their eyes wide open. The silver-white light wind sword was on his body, and his eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief.
As for how the sword arrived at the young man's throat, only two or three people in the restaurant vaguely caught a shadow. The vast majority of people didn't even see the silver passing by the sword, only a streak of money. The white light flashed away at extremely fast speed.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. After a while, the sound of gasping for air could be heard in the quiet restaurant. At this moment, everyone in the restaurant looked at Jian Chen with deep shock.
But the young man whose throat was held by Jian Chen with a sword did not dare to move at this moment, as if he was afraid that the sword would pierce his throat if he made any movement.
"Little brother, please show mercy. We are members of the Desert Mercenary Group. This matter is our fault. We hope you will let our companions go." At this time, a middle-aged man said in a very serious tone. He was so relaxed, and even the look on his face looked sincere.
Hearing this, Jian Chen glanced slightly, looked at the middle-aged man, hesitated slightly, then slowly put down the light wind sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Get out!"
Hearing this, the young man whose throat was pointed with a sword by Jian Chen flashed an angry look, but he, who had just escaped, did not dare to say anything at this moment.
When the Qingfeng Sword disappeared from his hand, Jian Chen glanced at several people coldly, then took out a gold coin from the space belt, which was still on the table, and said in a calm tone: "Waiter, check out!" Immediately, Jian Chen walked directly towards the outside of the restaurant.
After such a thing happened, Jian Chen didn't have the intention to stay here anymore, and after eating and drinking just now, his stomach was already full.
Then, just before Jian Chen took a few steps, the middle-aged man who made peace with Jian Chen flashed a fierce murderous look, and then looked at each other with the other three people. They nodded slightly at the same time, and then
, as if the four of them had already discussed it, a weapon appeared in each hand, and they attacked various vital points on Jian Chen's body from different directions at the same time.
Feeling the movement coming from behind, Jian Chen's eyes turned cold, a strong killing intent flashed from his eyes, and then his body swayed slightly, just when several weapons coming from behind were about to hit him, Jian Chen
His body had already crossed a distance of two meters forward at an extremely fast speed, just avoiding the attack range of several weapons behind him. At the same time, the bright silver light wind sword appeared in his right hand in an instant, and Jian Chen suddenly turned around.
, facing the four people, he stepped forward to close the distance between himself and the four people. His right arm suddenly shook, driving the light wind sword to stab the middle-aged man closest to him at an extremely fast speed.
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As a white light like lightning flashed away, the light wind sword approached the middle-aged man's body in an instant and stabbed towards his throat quickly.
This middle-aged man's strength is obviously not weak, at least much stronger than the previous young man. Seeing the direction where Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword was stabbing, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became serious, and then he immediately used what he said
He retracted the slashed sword as quickly as he could, with the crossbar in front of his throat.
"Ding!"
Just when the middle-aged man finished this action, the tip of the light wind sword had already pierced the palm-width surface of the giant sword. With a steely sound, the sword surface of the giant sword,
A shallow mark has appeared.
The power of the sword was blocked, and a trace of ridicule appeared on Jian Chen's face. Then a flash of light flashed in his eyes. The next moment, a hazy sword light suddenly erupted from the light wind sword. Although it was not powerful, it was hidden in the light.
The fierceness in it was felt by many people in the restaurant. Then, Jian Chen kicked his feet on the ground and twisted his body at the same time. His whole body was suspended in the air, forming a straight line and spinning quickly in mid-air.
The light wind sword, driven by Jian Chen's rapidly rotating body, began to rotate rapidly like an electric machine. The sharp sword energy at the tip of the sword was even more powerful.
"Hiss!"
As an unusually unpleasant sound resounded throughout the restaurant, the light wind sword rotated as fast as an electric rotary machine. The strong piercing force directly drilled a two-finger width hole on the middle-aged man's giant sword.
Then, the Qingfeng Sword continued to penetrate deeper along the hole, and finally penetrated deeply into the middle-aged man's throat under the horrified and unbelievable gaze.
The tip of his toes landed lightly. Jian Chen's movements seemed to be calm and unrestrained. Then he immediately pulled out the light wind sword that pierced the middle-aged man's throat. His movements did not stop for a moment. Before the other three people could react, the light wind sword
It turned into a silver-white lightning again and stabbed towards the young man who had attacked him before.
"puff!"
Facing Jian Chen's extremely fast sword, this young man who was much weaker than the previous middle-aged man had no resistance at all. Before he could react at all, the light wind sword had already struck him.
It entered his throat, and immediately, bright red blood surged out.
In just a breathless time, Jian Chen successfully killed the two opponents at lightning speed. Such speed made everyone in the restaurant feel unbelievable.
After killing two people, the expression on Jian Chen's face did not change at all. Then he turned his eyes to the remaining two people, and the light wind sword in his hand trembled suddenly. However, just when he was about to attack the remaining two people, he did not want to attack the two remaining people.
He actually took back the holy soldiers, and at the same time knelt down and kept kowtowing, shouting: "My hero, please spare my life, my hero, please spare your life, please don't kill us, we will never dare to attack the hero again in the future."