"boom"
The swords collided, first with a loud bang, and then with a series of roars as the concrete floor was plowed.
A long and narrow ravine 70 to 80 meters deep appeared on the ground. At the end stood Zhao Qingcheng in a half-crouching posture. He pressed the cold light sword with both hands and blocked it with all his strength before he could take the sword.
At this moment, the renowned swordsman was breathing heavily and had a gloomy look on his face.
Not far in front of him, Jiang Chen, who had transformed into the evil general, saw this and shook the black light sword in his hand, muttering dissatisfiedly.
"Why didn't you chop this bitch to death with one knife? What kind of rubbish knife is this!"
Hearing this, Zhao Qingcheng's face became even uglier.
He naturally recognized it. This was the soul of a powerful weapon, a good thing that many people dreamed of.
Even he himself gave up his dignity as the fourth best swordsman in the world and chose to work for the master of the weapon sect. What he got in exchange was just a sword without a weapon soul, which was almost a semi-powerful weapon.
"No! Wuguang Condensing Artifact Soul, this is..."
Zhao Qingcheng realized immediately. Isn't this what the master of the Weapons Sect promised to offer a reward for people to take back - the Mother Anvil of Ten Thousand Soldiers?
At the moment when he was shocked, Jiang Chen's evil body had already picked up the black light sword and rushed forward again.
"If you lay a finger on my Jiang family, you will pay with your life!"
"The Heavenly Sword of Confusion!"
Zhao Qingcheng's eyes showed greed, but the opponent's strength was too terrifying. After some struggle, he summoned a small blood sword between his eyebrows, integrated it into the sword body, and then raised his hand to swing the sword.
In an instant, a bloody bolt shot up into the sky, and the majestic sword intent seemed to kill through the world.
This was one of Zhao Qingcheng's trump cards. After the sword suddenly hit the light, it actually forced Jiang Chen's evil body to retreat continuously.
At this time, Zhao Qingcheng looked at it coldly.
"Stupid thing! If Zhao doesn't care about you now, you are doomed. What you are holding is hot!"
His body flashed, turned into sword light, and escaped with astonishing speed.
However, Jiang Chen, who was resisting the bloody sword light, laughed strangely, flicked his fingers, and a black light flew out, turning into thousands of ancient shackles on the horizon.
"boom"
There was a loud noise, accompanied by Zhao Qingcheng's horrified voice: "What!?"
"Haha, do you need to argue with me? If you touch my Jiang family, you can argue with the King of Hell for the rest of your life!"
Jiang Chen's evil body didn't know when he had used several enhanced magical powers and turned into a little giant of more than ten meters. At this time, the bloody sword light also dissipated. He bent his legs and jumped, and a deep pit exploded on the spot. The person hit like a cannonball.
Zhao Qingcheng had no choice but to open several complicated seals with a touch of his eyebrows.
"You forced me to do this. I am the fourth best swordsman in the world. Do you really think that's all?"
A big war broke out.
On this side, Tie Zhu also stopped biting his legs and turned into a half-dragon. He looked at a man walking slowly on the horizon. His huge eyes shed tears like a rainstorm.
It had no dignity at all as an ancient master of the Eight-step King level. After seeing Jiang Chen, it burst into tears.
"Dad! Dad! My dad!"
This cry made Jiang Chen, who was walking towards him, stiffen in expression. He always felt that he should lie down at this time to better suit the situation.
"Shut up!"
Before he finished speaking, his legs were already hugged by the iron pillar. While complaining, he wiped his nose and blood frantically on his pants.
Jiang Chen was so disgusted by the sight that he wanted to kick it away, but when he looked down, he saw shocking injuries.
He stopped and frowned: "Useless thing, who beat you like this?"
"Many people!" Tie Zhu said decisively: "I have written down all their names, appearances, and breaths. Dad, I will help my son slaughter them all when I go back!"
"Many people..." Jiang Chen pondered for a moment: "Peace is the most important thing in everything, Zhuzi, have I ever taught you that virtuous people will not hold grudges against others, and only those with a broad heart can be happy."
Tiezhu's crying stopped for a moment.
Immediately he rolled his eyes and cried even harder: "Dad! Daddy!..."
"Okay, let's talk while healing our wounds." Jiang Chen threw down a bunch of prototype sacrifices and a small notebook: "Write it down while you talk, remember it clearly."
Hearing this, Tiezhu broke down in tears and laughed: "My father is mighty! Let me just say that we, father and son, are not virtuous people. How could we let these bastards go?"
"Let's go see how your second uncle is doing." Jiang Chen walked forward again.
While Tiezhu was burning the prototype of the sacrifice to recover from his injuries, he was extremely excited: "That's my second uncle? Dad! You are so discerning. Any of the younger brothers you pick up are so powerful. No need to look, that kid Zhao Qingcheng has revealed all his trump cards. I still had to be pressed down and beaten, and now my nose is bruised and my face is swollen.”
After all, it is the King of Eight Steps. Its perception in the restricted area is beyond that of Jiang Chen at this moment. It can clearly understand the battle situation with a glance over its shoulder.
Jiang Chen was no longer worried after hearing this, but he gave a warning.
"What little brother? That's your second uncle, respect him!"
Tiezhu was a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't dare to ask why. He just nodded repeatedly: "Okay dad, it's my son who was abrupt."
"Tell me, what did you go through after entering the restricted area?" Jiang Chen said.
"Alas! These turtles are so bad. Dad, listen to what I'm telling you. At the beginning, I appeared in an area of black high-rise buildings. The ghosts there were not very powerful. And your son's evil body, let me tell you. , don’t mention how stupid it is!”
When Tie Zhu said this, he smiled happily.
Jiang Chen was speechless for a while.
This silly boy... Is being stupid and evil something to be proud of?
"Hehe, it actually wants to lure its son into sin by devouring the ghosts in that area? Back then, these were just snacks for me. I performed a show for it on the spot of swallowing eight ghosts in one bite, including old, young, women, and children. Don’t let it go.”
"Then the black area was destroyed by the two of us!"
Jiang Chen: "...6."
He couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Sure enough, no matter what happens when you encounter Crouching Dragon and Phoenix like Tie Zhu and Er Leng, your style of painting will become strange.
But what he didn't notice was that if he told his experience, Tie Zhu would definitely have the same idea.
"Oh, it's a pity that the good times did not last long." Tie Zhu sighed: "When we entered a bloody area, I was separated from the evil body, otherwise you would still have many more sons now, dad."
"And my bad luck has also come. I just killed a ghost king-level evil and grabbed a good thing, when I met a group of people passing by this area."
"Dad, do you know, among them is your old acquaintance, King You!"
"There are also some I don't recognize. Anyway, a large group of people gathered together. The leader was a dog with a vague face. When he glanced over, I felt like I was about to die."
"Fortunately, I was at the edge of that area and I tried my best to escape into the blood mist, only to save my life."
"But that glance also caused me to be seriously injured. In order to heal my wounds, I had to run into the bloody areas and hunt down the evil spirits with all my strength."
"Who knew that something more troublesome would happen again..."
