Facing thousands of people from the Feilong Gang, Jiang Chen said these words with such an attitude, telling the people present what it means to be wild and uninhibited.
The young people of the Cangmu tribe still have a bloody spirit. Seeing Jiang Chen like this, they are all filled with passion and longing for him.
Of course, the premise is that Jiang Chen survives within the next quarter of an hour.
Otherwise, all these behaviors will be a joke.
After reacting, the Feilong Gang and others were furious. With their advantage in numbers, they would not take Jiang Chen seriously.
Many people had already taken out their crossbows and pointed them at Jiang Chen.
"I will kill him."
At this time, a magnetic voice sounded.
A tall and mighty young man walked out of the crowd, wearing light armor, with well-developed limbs, and a cold chill on his resolute face.
"Fang Han!"
The people present exclaimed, this young man is famous in this world, with outstanding talent and strong strength.
Some people say that he will have a great chance of obtaining the Holy Academy quota in Muyu this time.
Such a character is completely different from the young man who died under Jiang Chen's sword.
Young people use their power to bully others, but Fang Han is strong himself.
Fang Han was quite prestigious in the Feilong Gang. He stopped everyone who wanted to take action with a few words. They looked at Jiang Chen with pitiful eyes instead.
"Do you think you are very powerful?" Fang Han walked up and stared at Jiang Chen.
Without waiting for Jiang Chen to speak, he added: "You like to be in the limelight, don't you? Then let me tell you, all the people from the Cangmu tribe here will die today, and the woman my brother wants to marry, I will make her a tool of the gang.
"
Following these words, the people of the Cangmu tribe felt deep despair, and Zhang Juan also turned pale.
"The premise is that you can do it." Jiang Chen smiled lightly and said.
"Oh."
Fang Hanhan smiled and placed his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist. It was a fourth-level spiritual knife with a slender blade that was close to a sword.
His movement of drawing the sword was very slow, with his own rhythm.
The powerful sword energy continued to overflow during this process, and the blade exuded a dazzling edge.
"Instant slash!"
When one-third of the blade was still unsheathed, Fang Han suddenly bent down and galloped away. During the charge, the spiritual sword slashed straight out.
Whoosh!
The knife was fast and cruel, slicing across Jiang Chen's body and separating him from the waist.
The people from the Feilong Gang cheered loudly, the Cangmu tribe's last hope was shattered, and Zhang Juan sat limply on the ground.
"Huh?"
But soon, people discovered that Jiang Chen's separate figure disappeared.
Afterimage?!
Everyone was shocked when they thought of this.
"Being introduced to the late stage of the Divine Movement Realm, mastering the rudimentary sword intention, and the fourteen divine points in the body."
"Based on your age, this level is reasonable, but there are so few divine points. It seems you don't have the heart to strive for the top."
Jiang Chen stood firmly in mid-air, looked down at Fang Han, and spoke out his information one by one.
"Oh my God, he can actually fly?!"
"Is it possible that a powerful person above the Tongtian realm is traveling here?"
Everyone's jaws were about to be frightened, and some people thought that Jiang Chen was an extremely powerful man who came to play with the world out of boredom.
However, Jiang Chen's realm at this time was only at the mid-level entry level and had not improved due to flying.
"You talked about my realm and my divine points, but you didn't mention the rudimentary sword intention. It's really ridiculous." Fang Han was also surprised, but he was the first to wake up.
Listening to what he said, I was very proud of my rudimentary sword intention.
"I can perfectly dodge your sword, so is your rudimentary sword intention worth talking about?" Jiang Chen chuckled.
Fang Han was startled. In such a close martial arts contest, his sword did not touch the corner of Jiang Chen's clothes, which meant that his sword was completely seen through.
"No, you're just lucky because you can fly."
Fang Han did not accept this fact, and found comfort in the fact that Jiang Chen was standing in the sky, saying: "You don't have to come down, but I will kill all the people you want to protect."
"Don't limit me with such lame reasons, I won't leave."
Jiang Chen landed on the ground again and said, "Since you don't accept it, how about taking my sword?"
"Am I still afraid of you?" Fang Han was full of arrogance, with disdain in his eyes.
"That's good."
Jiang Chen put the Scarlet Sky Sword back into its sheath, put his hand on the hilt, and said, "Are you ready?"
Fang Han snorted disdainfully.
So, Jiang Chen also learned from him and pulled out the Scarlet Sky Sword again little by little.
"Snapshot Sword Technique: The First Style."
When there was still a third of the sword blade, Jiang Chen moved.
The people present were also close to seeing clearly, and they saw that he seemed to disappear in place, and at the same time, many straight lines of light appeared with Fang Han as the center.
Arrows that seemed to be turned into light bounced everywhere here.
Everything happened so fast, it could be said that it was completed in the blink of an eye.
When Jiang Chen appeared again, he was five meters behind Fang Han.
Fang Han's body remained motionless, and then separated just like Jiang Chen did just now.
Is it also an afterimage?
Everyone subconsciously thought.
However, when the torn corpses fell to the ground, everyone was dumbfounded, including thousands of people from the Feilong Gang.
Fang Han couldn't even resist Jiang Chen's sword!
"hateful!!!"
When the leader of the Feilong Gang lost two sons in one day, especially one as outstanding as Fang Han, he was really heartbroken and furious.
He originally thought that nothing would happen to him if he was nearby, but Jiang Chen's sword was not as fast as it was.
Everything happens in an instant.
"I'm going to kill you!"
The leader of the Feilong Gang jumped out from the crowd. He was a burly middle-aged man, two meters tall, with thick hair, a black beard on his face, and two black eyebrows that seemed to be connected together.
"Are you angry? But when your son was acting recklessly and killing other people's children, what were you doing?" Jiang Chen asked.
"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
The leader of the Feilong Gang was at his peak in the later period. Not to mention the level of martial arts, his level far surpassed that of Jiang Chen. A pair of ape arms could tear him alive.
"Relying on your strength, you bring sorrow to others, but you cannot accept the same fate." Jiang Chen said coldly.
"Is it useful to say this? You don't have to come down, but!"
As the leader of the Feilong Gang said, he looked at the people of the Cangmu tribe, his eyes fell on Zhang Juan and others, he stretched out his hand and said: "Take them down!"
In the crowd, six guardians from the Feilong Gang appeared with gloomy faces, all of them with late-stage strength.
The people of the Cangmu tribe recovered from Fang Han's death and realized that even if Jiang Chen killed Fang Han, he would not be able to change the final outcome.
There are so many later stages of the Immortal Movement Realm that Jiang Chen simply cannot handle.
"Do you think I just said this to have fun before running away?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Um?"
Gang Leader Fang's reaction was undoubtedly saying 'Isn't it?'
"I'm just explaining to you the cause of your death. I really can't kill you, but that doesn't mean I can't kill you."
"Bai Ling, enter."
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud roar came from the tiger.