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The short distance of ten meters was spanned in an instant. Jian Chen flashed in front of a group of people from Zhou's mercenary group. The light wind sword in his hand stabbed straight towards the person walking at the front without any fancy. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the target's throat. As fast as lightning, it was in front of that person's throat in an instant.
Feeling the extremely fast speed of this sword, the leader's expression suddenly changed. At this time, he had no time to use his holy weapon to resist. In a hurry, he twisted his entire upper body to avoid danger after danger. He struck this fatal sword, and without a moment's hesitation, his body immediately retreated like lightning, and distanced himself from Jian Chen.
Before the attack was successful, Jian Chen's expression did not waver at all, and then he held the light wind sword and killed the rest of the Zhou mercenary group. As a blur of sword shadows shone, there were four people who were only as strong as the Great Sage. The mercenaries' throats were pierced, and the armor they wore, which was not weak in defense, was as fragile as tofu in front of Jian Chen's light wind sword.
It's a long story. It happened in just an instant. At this time, many people in the Zhou mercenary group didn't even react. From the time Jian Chen took action to killing these four mercenaries, it took a lot of time. Not even a breath could be taken.
"Stop!" At this time, the mercenary who escaped from Jian Chen's sword shouted loudly. From Jian Chen's lightning-fast sword, he had already seen that Jian Chen was extremely powerful and not easy to deal with, so this At that time, even with the strength of Zhou's mercenary group, he didn't want to make an enemy with it for no reason.
Jian Chen turned a deaf ear to the man's cries. The Zhou mercenary group had already issued a killing order in his heart. The light wind sword turned into a series of destructive sword lights that kept flashing, as if representing the sickle of the god of death, ruthless Harvesting the lives of members of Zhou's mercenary group.
The great saints of Zhou's mercenary group had no power to fight back in Jian Chen's hands. Many great saints among them could not even catch the shadow of the sword, and they had already been pierced through the throat with the sword. Even the saint masters A person of this class, when faced with Jian Chen's full-strength attack, could only resist a few moves before his life was harvested by the light wind sword. Jian Chen's strength has been promoted to Saint Master. It is much easier for these Saint Master level masters than before. Those Saint Master level masters can hardly hurt Jian Chen. It is even difficult to touch the corners of Jian Chen's clothes. arrive.
Jian Chen's figure kept flashing in the crowd of Zhou's mercenary group. His whole body seemed to have countless eyes. He was always paying attention to his surroundings, and he could always predict the attacks coming from all directions. Dodge, so even though Jian Chen is surrounded by enemies, there are almost no people who can really hurt him.
Jian Chen's attack was extremely sharp, and the killing speed was unimaginable. Faced with the situation of being besieged by more than forty people, Jian Chen killed twenty members of Zhou's mercenary group in just a few breaths. Several people, including several Saint Master level experts.
Seeing Jian Chen kill more than twenty people so effortlessly, the mercenary leader felt that his heart was cold, and the face hidden in the helmet also became cold. He became a little pale, and at the same time, he was also very confused and puzzled in his mind. He didn't know when he had offended such a powerful person in front of him, and he didn't even say a word to Zhou's servant. The men of the Corps took action and showed no mercy.
The leader's originally heated head calmed down instantly, and he thought quickly. After a slight hesitation, he finally made up his mind and turned around to run away.
He also knew in his heart that with the powerful strength that Jian Chen was showing now, even if he stayed, he would not be able to change the situation, and the final result would be death. Rather than this, it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to escape.
However, just before he ran twenty meters away, a figure shot from behind at an extremely fast speed. The figure was very fast and caught up with him in the blink of an eye. The white long sword left a tiny ray of light in mid-air and stabbed straight towards the back of his neck.
The leader of Zhou's mercenary group also possesses the strength of a senior holy master. He noticed the formidable sword energy coming from behind. He didn't even look at it. He just rolled around like a lazy donkey and dodged it. Then he put his hands on the ground. , the whole body jumped up, and at the same time a spear emerged from his hands. The powerful holy power emerged from the spear and immediately stabbed Jian Chen.
Jian Chen's movements did not pause at all, his body swayed slightly, dodging the stabbing sword, and then came to the leader again. With a tremble of his arm, the silver-white light wind sword turned into a sword shadow that filled the sky and killed the servant. The soldiers were shrouded inside, and the sword shadows were thousands and thousands overlapping each other. It was dazzling to see, and it was impossible to distinguish the authenticity of them.
Facing the sword shadows that filled the sky, the leader with the strength of a high-level holy master didn't know how to resist. Just when he hesitated, a silver-white sword tip stood out from the sword shadows that filled the sky, stabbing him. Entered his throat.
"Touch!" Jian Chen once again raised his foot on the leader's chest and kicked him far away. Then he held the blood-stained light wind sword and turned back towards the Zhou mercenaries. Kill the remaining members of the regiment. Jian Chen would not let go of anyone from Zhou's mercenary group.
"Captain Cheng Yunlong is dead..."
"Captain Cheng Yunlong was killed..."
"Captain Cheng Yunlong is dead, everyone run away..."
The death of the leader immediately caused panic among many people in Zhou's mercenary group. Then everyone lost their fighting spirit. Facing Jian Chen who was like the incarnation of the god of death, every member of Zhou's mercenary group lost the ability to fight again. Courage, abandoned their helmets and armor one after another, and fled in all directions.
After Jian Chen chased and killed several people, the remaining dozen or so members of Zhou's mercenary group had used all their strength to escape in all directions. Although Jian Chen's speed was not slow, if he wanted to It is extremely difficult for them all to stay.
"Hmph, none of you from the Zhou Mercenary Group can escape." Jian Chen's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent. The next moment, a powerful and sharp sword energy suddenly emerged from the light wind sword, and then, The light wind sword broke away from Jian Chen's palm and flew out on its own, turning into a silvery-white light and chasing the fleeing mercenaries at an unparalleled speed.
At this moment, Jian Chen did not hesitate to use his magical power like Yishen Mansion Sword to kill all the remaining members of Zhou's mercenary group.
As the silver-white light transformed by the light wind sword spun around in a circle as fast as lightning, all the members of the Zhou mercenary group who fled in all directions were pierced through the throat, and they were separated by hundreds of people. More than ten people three meters away fell to the ground almost at the same time.
