Facing Jian Chen's lightning-like speed, only a few people in the group of mercenaries reacted, and their respective holy soldiers appeared in their hands, and then immediately slashed towards Jian Chen.
Jian Chen did not tangle with them. He swayed slightly, dodged the attacks of several of them, and quickly passed by them. The light wind sword in his hand flashed past the necks of two of them in a flash of silver light.
When the silver light disappeared, the bodies of the two people suddenly stiffened. As the look in their eyes quickly disappeared, their eyes gradually became dull, and a small blood mark appeared on their throats.
In his sight, the next moment, bright red blood flowed turbulently from the blood mark at the throat, and the bodies of the two people also slowly fell down.
Speeding past the bodies of the two men without losing any speed, Jian Chen rushed to the rear of the group of mercenaries in the blink of an eye. Those weak mercenaries became Jian Chen's primary target of attack, although there were more than twenty mercenaries in this group.
Although they are not very powerful, they are generally at the stage of saints and great saints. Only the leading middle-aged man and one other person have the strength of a saint master.
Jian Chen took mysterious steps, and his body was like a ghost, flashing quickly behind the mercenaries. As the silver-white light continued to flash, mercenaries continued to fall under Jian Chen's light wind sword. These strengths
The mercenaries who were all in the saint stage were powerless to fight back in Jian Chen's hands. Facing this extremely fast attack, their brains had no time to react, let alone resist.
In a breathless time, those mercenaries who only had the strength of saints among this group of mercenaries died under Jian Chen's sword, while the remaining people, the weakest ones, had all reached the stage of great saints.
Facing Jian Chen's attack, he has initially gained the ability to resist.
After killing the weakest saint, Jian Chen's movements did not pause at all. The light wind sword in his hand once again turned into a silver-white lightning and moved towards the servant with the strength of the great saint at an extremely fast speed.
Soldiers stabbed away.
Facing this extremely fast attack, the mercenary's expression suddenly changed. It was too late to dodge. In desperation, he had no choice but to hold the ax in his hand in front of him.
However, the light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand was like a sensitive poisonous snake. As the sword's momentum changed, the light wind sword that was originally stabbing the mercenary's throat suddenly sank and stabbed towards his heart.
"Poof!" This time, the mercenary who had reached the level of the Great Sage had no time to react. The silver-white light wind sword had already penetrated deeply into his left chest at an extremely fast speed, piercing him with one sword.
heart.
Just when the Light Wind Sword had just penetrated the mercenary's heart, it was immediately pulled out by Jian Chen, and then he continued to launch a fierce offensive towards the others.
Seeing that several brothers in his camp had died in such a short period of time, the remaining mercenaries were all frightened and angry.
"Asshole, go to hell!"
"Give my brother his life!"
The remaining mercenaries with the strength of the Great Sage shouted one after another, raised their holy soldiers and attacked Jian Chen in different directions, blocking all Jian Chen's escape routes.
An imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, and then the light wind sword emitted a hazy sword light and pierced towards the incoming holy soldiers at lightning speed.
“Ding!” “Ding!” “Ding!”…..
In just an instant, Jian Chen thrust out several swords at extremely fast speeds. Each sword accurately hit a holy weapon that was slashing towards him. When the light wind sword and several holy weapons of the other mercenary were struck
When they collide together, the steel-like chirping sounds produced are connected together, as if there is only one sound, and it is difficult to hear the subtle differences.
The moment the light wind sword collided with those holy soldiers, a powerful force was transmitted along the light wind sword into the opponent's holy soldiers.
Feeling the powerful force coming from the holy soldiers, the expressions of several mercenaries who had reached the strength of the Great Sage changed, and then they couldn't control themselves and staggered back. None of them expected that this weapon was in front of them.
The light wind sword, which is only two fingers thick, actually contains a power completely inconsistent with its size.
The sharp gaze in Jian Chen's eyes flashed away, and a strong murderous intention flashed in his eyes. Taking advantage of the good opportunity before these mercenaries could control their bodies, a mercenary came to him silently like a ghost.
In front of him, the light wind sword in his hand was filled with a hazy sword energy, stabbing towards the mercenary's neck at lightning speed.
Facing this extremely fast sword, the mercenary who had not yet stabilized his body had no time to make any movement to resist. In the end, with his frightened eyes, the light wind sword had penetrated deeply.
He stabbed his throat, pierced it directly, and the blood-stained sword tip broke out from the other end of the mercenary's throat.
At this moment, a huge sword came from behind Jian Chen with a fierce wind. Jian Chen's eyes flashed, and as his arm moved slightly, the light wind sword that had penetrated into the mercenary's throat had been
He pulled it out, and then suddenly turned around. The light wind sword in his hand was wrapped in a hazy sword light, and once again drew a silvery white lightning, stabbing behind him at an extremely fast speed.
"clang!"
A light wind sword that was only two fingers thick collided with a three-inch-wide giant sword in mid-air. The two holy weapons, which were completely different in size, were evenly matched.
However, no one noticed that just when the Light Wind Sword and the Giant Sword collided, Jian Chen held the Light Wind Sword's right arm and trembled slightly.
Turning his eyes slightly, Jian Chen stared at the owner of the giant sword with cold eyes. He saw that the owner of the giant sword was the middle-aged man who was walking at the front of the mercenary team before. However, at this moment, the middle-aged man's expression had changed.
He became extremely gloomy, and the eyes he looked at Jian Chen were filled with strong murderous intent.
"Drink!" A strong murderous intent flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he let out a loud shout, his left hand formed a fist, and struck Jian Chen's face with a strong wind.
A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Facing the middle-aged man's powerful punch, he did not dodge or dodge. He raised his left hand into a palm and faced the middle-aged man's fist without any fear.
"bump!"
When their fists and palms collided, the powerful strength contained in them burst out, making a dull muffled sound. And where the palms of the two people touched, a strong strength burst out from the cluster and expanded towards
In all directions, under the raging force of this invisible energy, the surrounding weeds and trees began to shake, and some of the weeds closer to the two of them were bent down and fell to the ground.
Jian Chen and the middle-aged man were also shaken by the strong backlash produced by the collision of fists and palms, so that they each stepped back some distance, and finally they were swaying and facing each other with a distance of ten meters apart.
The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, his eyes filled with strong murderous intent and he stared hard at Jian Chen who was ten meters away. He said in a deep voice: "Boy, your movements are really fast, and your attacks are really ruthless."
At this time, the remaining surviving great saints also gathered behind the middle-aged man, and each of them looked at Jian Chen with a mixture of shock and anger.
Jian Chen stared coldly at the group of mercenaries on the opposite side without saying a word. Now that the golden and silver snakes have been discovered by them, Jian Chen has to commit murder and silence. Jian Chen who has past life experience is not one of those
As a fledgling boy, he knew very well that once the rumors about the golden and silver snakes got out, it would definitely bring endless trouble to him. After all, the golden and silver snakes were too precious, and they were so precious that they made people in Tianyuan Continent
Some powerful families would not hesitate to go to war to get it. Once they are hunted down by them, it will definitely be much more miserable than facing the Huayun Sect's pursuit. This is a situation that Jian Chen absolutely does not want to see.
Therefore, taking advantage of the current opportunity, Jian Chen must kill everyone present and completely prevent the information about the gold and silver snake from spreading outside.
There are now eleven people left in the group of mercenaries opposite. In addition to the leading middle-aged man who has the strength of a holy master, there is also a young man in his thirties hiding in the crowd.
They also have the strength of a Saint Master. In this team, currently only these two people can pose a threat to Jian Chen.
Seeing that Jian Chen didn't speak, the middle-aged man didn't bother to say more and ordered loudly: "Brothers, everyone come together. Killing him will not only avenge our dead brothers, but that gold and silver snake is also ours."
That's right, once we get the golden and silver snake, from now on, we no longer have to risk our lives to hunt Warcraft in the Warcraft Mountains just to make a little money."
Saying that, the middle-aged man rushed towards Jian Chen first, and behind him, the mercenaries with the strength of the Great Saint Master also rushed forward.
Jian Chen remained silent, but the fighting spirit in his heart became unknowingly high. He then held the light wind sword and rushed towards the group of mercenaries at an extremely fast speed with mysterious steps.
"Drink!" Looking at the oncoming Jian Chen, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent, and then he raised his giant sword high and slashed at Jian Chen's head with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain.
A sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, and he did not make contact with the middle-aged man. Then his forward pace changed slightly, and he bypassed the middle-aged man's giant sword and rushed towards the group of much weaker mercenaries behind him.
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Regarding Jian Chen's move, the middle-aged man was obviously wary after having suffered a loss before. The angle of attack of the giant sword he slashed into mid-air suddenly changed, and he actually used brute force to change the route.
The sword followed Jian Chen's figure passing by him and continued to sweep towards Jian Chen.
The speed of the giant sword was not slow, and it arrived behind Jian Chen in the blink of an eye. Finally, accompanied by the fierce wind, it slashed past Jian Chen's waist without any hindrance.
However, the middle-aged man's face did not show any happy expression. He stared at Jian Chen's gradually dissipating figure with a somewhat solemn gaze, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Afterimage!"