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A hundred meters away, a large group of villagers in Huangjia Village stared at Jian Chen falling on the ground with their mouths open, their faces full of shock.
A loud roar spread several kilometers away, he jumped fifty meters into the air, and punched the ground hundreds of meters away with a loud "boom" and the soil flew up. This scene... A group of people were completely stunned, and some of them even stopped thinking.
It is no exaggeration to say that the scene that happened in front of them has completely subverted their understanding. After all, the people in this village have lived in this small mountain village almost all their lives and rarely go out, so for those strong people outside He has no idea how powerful he is. Even the old village chief, who has the strength of a great saint, has only heard about the outside world, and he doesn't know much about it. But someone like Jian Chen can leap fifty meters into the air and reach a distance of a hundred meters with one punch. It was the first time they saw a big hole in the ground.
At this moment, the gazes of the villagers looking at Jian Chen had completely changed. The gazes were full of admiration and respect, mixed with a little bit of shock and disbelief.
Even though they saw this scene with their own eyes, they still found it hard to believe that a young man in his early twenties could actually control such a powerful power.
Feeling the surging holy power in his body, Jian Chen felt a strong sense of self-confidence in his heart. Although his current strength was not enough to fight against the strong men of the Earth Saint Master class, if he encountered a group of powerful men again, The Holy Master would not have been beaten and fled in embarrassment. In the end, he was forced to use the magical power of wielding a sword to escape.
Jian Chen's gaze paused for a moment on the Light Wind Sword in his right hand. After his strength broke through from Saint Master to Great Saint Master, he could clearly feel that his Saint Soldier Light Wind Sword had also changed accordingly. From the outside, the Fengjian looks more silvery than before. The white mirror-like sword inadvertently exudes a layer of hazy white brilliance, which is the sword emanating from the sword body. Although the light looks inconspicuous, this faint layer of glorious light can penetrate cracked gold and stone, and contains unimaginable attack power.
In addition, even the hardness of the Light Wind Sword has been greatly improved. Jian Chen is confident that even if there is a world of difference between the Earth Saint Master and the Great Saint Master, if he wants to destroy this sword in his hand, It is also very difficult to use the light wind sword, which is only two fingers thick.
Slowly retracting the light wind sword, Jian Chen glanced around. When he saw the broken-down wooden house next to him, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and then he slowly walked to Ross, a hundred meters away. Ke stood in front of him and said in a somewhat apologetic tone: "Uncle, I'm so sorry for destroying your house."
Although Roscoe was also very shocked at Jian Chen's strength, he was once a mercenary after all. He quickly suppressed the fear in his heart, reached out and patted Jian Chen's shoulder hard, and laughed: " It's okay, it's just a house. Just cut down a few trees and rebuild it later. Young man, I really made a mistake. I didn't expect that you have such a strong strength at such a young age. It makes me feel so... Surprised." Roscoe's tone was mixed with a little excitement and excitement.
"Haha, little brother Jian Chen said this too politely. It's just a wooden house. We can re-build it in two or three hours. But little brother Jian Chen just showed off his power, but it was an eye-opener for us. , you all say, right?" The old village chief also laughed and said in a very kind tone.
"Yeah yeah….."
Following the words of the old village chief, a group of villagers behind him also echoed, and each one of them looked at Jian Chen with admiration.
"Eh!" At this moment, the old village chief let out a soft sigh, staring at Jian Chen's face with a pair of old eyes, and asked strangely: "Little brother Jian Chen, why did your face turn white? I remember how many days Before, your face was still red."
Hearing this, without waiting for Jian Chen to speak, Roscoe said first: "Haha, village chief, the skin on my little brother's face was originally white. It was just the medicine he took to heal his injuries a few days ago that caused his face to change. Into red.”
The village chief suddenly realized, and he laughed and said: "The white one is good, the white one is good, the white one is prettier. I didn't expect that little brother Jian Chen is not only powerful, but he is also so good-looking. With such a look, in I guess it can seduce a lot of girls out there.”
This sentence made everyone burst into laughter, but no one doubted the old village chief's words. Everyone agreed with this point of view.
A wry smile appeared on Jian Chen's face. The old village chief's words made him speechless.
At this moment, Jian Chen's expression suddenly changed, and then his whole body began to tremble violently, and then a powerful aura emitted from his body uncontrollably, pushing a group of villagers in front of him. They retreated, and some even fell to the ground.
At this moment, the originally fair and tender skin on Jian Chen's handsome face had turned into two colors, one purple and one green. Even the depths of his eyes were filled with two colors of light, one purple and one green, from time to time. It was just very bright. Just weak.
Roscoe was pushed by the aura emitted by Jian Chen until he was more than twenty meters away before he gradually stabilized his body. When he raised his head and looked at Jian Chen with puzzled eyes, he immediately discovered that something was wrong with Jian Chen. He sank slightly and said hurriedly: "Young man, what happened to you?"
Jian Chen's entire body was trembling slightly, the muscles on his face were shaking constantly, and even his eyes were flashing with purple and green light.
"Back...back...back...you...all of you...back...back...back...away...I...don't...get...closer..." Jian Chen said this with great difficulty, and then immediately sat cross-legged He closed his eyes on the ground.
"What's going on? What's wrong with little brother Jian Chen? It's not because of his cultivation, right?"
"What happened to little brother Jian Chen..."
A group of villagers stood in the distance, each of them staring at Jian Chen who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with great confusion, and they were talking nonstop.
Roscoe's face became very solemn. He was once a Holy Master, but it was only after the Holy Soldier was destroyed that he became a useless person. Therefore, he knows many things better than the villagers who have been living here. From the sword Looking at Chen's state just now, he had already realized that there might be something wrong with Jian Chen's cultivation.
"Back off, let's all step back. Before the young man wakes up, we'd better not make any noise, so as not to disturb him." Roscoe immediately whispered, and then led more than a hundred villagers from a distance. The ground receded.
