Waves of murderous aura emanated from Yang Xiong's body, wave after wave, making the space here become extremely cold.
Everyone knew immediately that Yang Xiong was angry.
Completely angry.
When a swordsman is angry, blood will be splashed five steps.
Sure enough, in the next second, Yang Xiong pointed with one hand, and the flying sword turned into a stream of light with a hiss and pierced through Jiang Chen's eyebrows.
The speed of the flying sword was so fast that almost as soon as Yang Xiong moved, the flying sword had already arrived in front of Jiang Chen's eyebrows.
It was too late, but it was so fast. At this critical moment, Jiang Chen also moved. His steps were wrong and he had already moved sideways.
As soon as he moved, the flying sword had already changed its direction, and the blade was slashing towards his neck. The cold sword edge seemed to be about to touch Jiang Chen's neck.
Sword cultivators often fight in the most direct and domineering ways.
The magic skills they practice are often killing skills, and there is nothing fancy about them.
Especially the sword cultivators of the Great Sword Sect, the skills they cultivate are even more dangerous and vicious, and their moves are always fatal.
This is also one of the main reasons why many people are very afraid of the Great Sword Sect monks.
Jiang Chen's expression couldn't help but change slightly.
Originally, he didn't pay much attention to Yang Xiong, but now he had to take it to heart.
If he hadn't been extremely experienced in combat and had strong spiritual consciousness, he might have been tricked by now.
His body fell straight backwards, avoiding the blade of the sword. Then he stepped on the ground with his feet, and his whole body whizzed backwards. Because of his excessive speed, he directly triggered a sonic boom and made a bang-bang-bang sound.
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For a moment, dust began to fly in the field.
"Kill with ten thousand swords!"
Yang Xiong shouted violently and formed seals with his hands wildly. Suddenly the flying sword started to tremble crazily, and then divided into two, two into three, and three into all things. The shadows of the flying swords instantly formed, densely packed, all over the void.
, then it shrouded Jiang Chen like a torrential rain, intending to kill Jiang Chen completely.
Seeing so many phantoms of flying swords flying towards him, Jiang Chen snorted coldly, feeling a little angry in his heart.
The opponent is in the late stage of pill formation, and he is also in the late stage of pill formation.
However, because he had underestimated the enemy and was careless before, he was almost injured, and now he seemed to be directly at a disadvantage.
This made him feel very unhappy, and the murderous aura in his body exploded. He then pulled his hand back and clenched his fist.
A shocking killing intent was suddenly released, and the next second, his fist flew out.
A punch was thrown out, as if it was going to smash a hole in the sky, with a violent aura that dominated the world.
The golden attribute energy poured out like a flood from a bursting dam, forming a huge fist shadow that suddenly hit the flying sword shadows whizzing in front of them.
The two collide.
Suddenly there was a roar, and the flying sword shadows exploded one after another, turning into spots of light all over the sky.
The huge sound directly shook some of the surrounding trees to bursts, and some monks who were not very advanced also vomited blood and fell back.
Even Chen Zhong and others swayed and almost couldn't help but retreat.
In the field, only Luo Qingcheng remained motionless, as if he had not heard the huge noise.
Yang Xiong was already dumbfounded.
His Ten Thousand Swordsmanship was actually broken, and it was broken so completely.
Before he could recover, the aura of death came over him, causing his expression to change drastically. Without thinking, he stepped on the ground with one foot and yelled: "Shield of Earth!"
As he finished speaking, the soil under his feet rolled and formed a huge shield in front of him. This huge shield blocked his entire body behind him.
"boom……"
The shadow of the fist came, the shield exploded, and the powerful and boundless force hit Yang Xiong's body, sending Yang Xiong flying out and hitting him hundreds of meters away. A small crater was made in the ground, and his mouth opened.
Zhang, Yang Xiong spurted out a blood arrow, his face became extremely pale, and his breath suddenly became weak.
With one move, just one move, the opponent directly injured him seriously.
At this moment, Yang Xiong's heart was already filled with turmoil.
How could this guy be so powerful?
You know, he is a great monk in the late stage of pill formation, and he is also a sword cultivator, ranking thirty-fifth on the Earth Ranking.
Originally, he thought that killing Jiang Chen would be a very simple matter, but now he discovered that he was no match for the person in front of him.
"Brother!"
"Senior Brother Yang."
Several exclamations were heard, and the remaining seven Great Sword Sect monks rushed to Yang Xiong. Two of them immediately squatted down, helped Yang Xiong up, and then looked at Jiang Chen with murderous intent.
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One of them said angrily: "You bastard, you dare to hurt my senior brother Yang, you really deserve to die!"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Come together and dare to touch the people of my Great Sword Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone echoed.
Then, the remaining sword cultivators took action one after another.
With a move of his hand, the flying sword suddenly shot up into the sky, bringing with it a stream of sword light, and flew straight down towards Jiang Chen.
When Jiang Chen heard this, he also became a little angry.
The other party is going to kill him, why can't he resist?
These guys were actually angry because he seriously injured Yang Xiong. They were obviously a group of arrogant and unreasonable people. In this case, he had nothing to be polite about.
Before the sword light fell, the other person had already moved again, and with a flash of his body, he had disappeared from the spot.
The sound of "Puff, puff, puff" came out, and sword beams fell on the place where he was standing, cutting the ground into pieces and sending smoke and dust everywhere.
"die!"
At this time, Jiang Chen had already appeared in front of a sword cultivator.
When the man saw Jiang Chen arriving, his expression changed slightly. He just wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
Jiang Chen's palm had already slapped his head angrily.
"boom……"
The palm fell, and the man's body was shattered by the powerful force, turning into minced meat on the ground. It looked like a big watermelon had been hit by a hammer. Not to mention how bloody and domineering the scene was.
The monk who was killed was at the seventh level of elixir formation, which was equivalent to Jiang Chen's cultivation level.
For a moment, the others were stunned.
Yang Xiong even cried out in disbelief: "You, how dare you touch someone from my Great Sword Sect?"
Jiang Chen looked at the other person as if he were an idiot, and then punched him out.
The huge fist shadow instantly rose into the sky and hit two of them directly.
The aura of death was crushing towards them, causing a look of despair to appear in the eyes of the two men.
"boom……"
A muffled sound was heard, and their bodies were directly blasted into two masses of blood mist under the shadow of the fist.
In the blink of an eye, three people died.
Of the eight monks of the Great Sword Sect, three were killed and one was seriously injured, and more than half of their combat power was lost.