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After hearing the young man's words, Jian Chen's already bad mood became even worse. A violent emotion rose in his heart. In an instant, Jian Chen's originally scattered and lifeless eyes became as sharp as a knife. The unsheathed sword stared at the young man fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Go away, what qualifications do you have to let me lead you." Jian Chen's tone was full of murderous intent.
As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, the expressions of the six middle-aged men around the young man changed slightly, and they all stared at him with sharp eyes.
Looking at Jian Chen's sharp eyes like a sharp sword, the young man couldn't help but tremble in his heart. A timidity quietly appeared in his heart, and he took a slight step back. But then, the young man realized that he had lost his composure. A surge of anger rose in his heart, and he quickly extinguished the timidity in his heart. He thought that with such a noble status, he was actually killed by a servant who was only about the same age as himself. Bing was frightened. This was definitely a shame that could not be washed away.
The young man stared at Jian Chen with anger on his face, suddenly took a step forward, pointed at Jian Chen, and shouted sternly: "You brat, what are you going to say to me? If you have the guts, try telling me again."
Jian Chen's sharp eyes glanced at the six middle-aged men around the young man, and his strength was clear at a glance. With his powerful spirit, he could feel it just based on the auras released by those six people. The exact strength is one high-level saint master, two low-level saint masters, and three high-level saints. Such strength is much stronger than that of the Flame Mercenary Group.
"Get out!" Jian Chen said in a cold voice again without politeness. Although he had already inferred from the lineup of young people and the tone of his words that they must be disciples of a certain big family, at this moment Jian Chen was already alone. He has no worries and is not afraid of any force at all. At most, it is just a little more trouble.
Although being in trouble is not very comfortable, it is impossible for Jian Chen to humble himself and apologize to a playboy disciple because of this.
The young man's face became very gloomy, his eyes were coldly staring at Jian Chen, and he ordered to the six people around him: "Catch him."
"Yes, Master." Someone immediately said, and then walked out of the team, stepped forward in front of Jian Chen, and grabbed Jian Chen's shoulder with his bare hands. This middle-aged man possesses the strength of a high-level great saint, which is the result of more than thirty years of training. In his opinion, Jian Chen at such a young age will definitely not be too strong and can reach the level of a high-level saint. The saints are all first-class geniuses. With the strength of a high-level saint, catching him is not as simple as picking one up.
A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes. He turned slightly to one side and effortlessly avoided the middle-aged man's grasping palm. He said coldly: "You are not qualified enough to fight me." Jian Chen's tone was full of emotion. Disdainful. If it were normal times, Jian Chen would definitely not say such words, but the encounter with the Raging Flame Mercenary Group had a great impact on his state of mind. He no longer had the usual elegance, and the young man's arrogant attitude was even more... Jian Chen's already bad mood became a little irritable, and he even had the urge to kill someone deep in his heart.
After hearing Jian Chen's humiliating words, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned ugly. Considering the strength of a high-level great saint, facing a young boy who was only in his early twenties, not only was he unable to eat Instead, he was humiliated mercilessly by the other party, which made him lose face, especially since there were several companions watching behind him, and among them was a playboy who could affect his future. If he doesn't teach the boy in front of him a lesson today, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold his head up in front of his companions in the future.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man decided not to keep it in his heart. He saw a long sword appearing in his hand. As the holy power in his body was continuously injected into the long sword, the whole long sword exuded a layer of dream glory. .
"Arrogant boy, let me show you now whether I am qualified to fight you!" The middle-aged man shouted, and then he waved his long sword and slashed at Jian Chen's shoulder.
Jian Chen snorted coldly, and the Qingfeng Sword instantly appeared in his right hand, and then turned into a silver-white light, piercing out like lightning.
"puff!"
Just when the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand had just struck out, Jian Chen's light wind sword had already arrived first and pierced his throat.
The middle-aged man's whole body suddenly stiffened, and he stared at Jian Chen and the tiny long sword that had pierced his throat with his eyes wide open. His eyes were full of disbelief. Then, the middle-aged man's A pair of eyes gradually lost their sparkle and quickly became hollow. Finally, the whole body fell softly to the ground, refusing to close its eyes.
Seeing that this middle-aged man was killed by Jian Chen with just one blow, the other five guards who were waiting around the young man looked startled. Then their expressions suddenly changed, and they all used their holy weapons one after another, staring at him with vigilant eyes. Holding the sword, Chen felt like facing a powerful enemy.
The young man looked at the lost middle-aged man lying on the ground in disbelief, pointed at Jian Chen, and said in a stern voice: "You...you...how dare you kill my guard...you know who I am. Man, you...you...are you impatient?" Although the young man is about the same age as Jian Chen, he obviously grew up in a greenhouse and has not experienced much wind and rain. At this moment, seeing the blood greasy In such a scene, the timidity in my heart could not help but be revealed.
Although he had bullied many people with his family's power, almost all of them were soft-hearted and did not dare to offend him. This made his journey smooth and he did not take the world seriously. , I have never seen someone as cold-blooded and ruthless as Jian Chen. Killing someone is so straightforward, as if it is a common occurrence. The young man who has never seen such a scene was immediately frightened by Jian Chen's iron-blooded methods.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a resolute face took a step forward, cupped his hands towards Jian Chen, and said in a calm tone: "This little brother, we are from the Tianxiong family, and this one is our Tianxiong family." The eldest young master of the family, what happened before was indeed our fault. I apologize to you here and let this matter pass." The middle-aged man's tone was neither humble nor overbearing.
Jian Chen stared at the group of people opposite him with sharp eyes, exuding strong murderous aura, holding his sword and walking towards them step by step, saying in a cold tone: "Go ahead, if you can escape from my hands today, I will naturally let you go. "
