"They have been seriously injured and have almost lost all their combat power. It is difficult to even escape. The disciples of Zixiao Sword Sect obeyed the order and formed a sword formation to kill the enemy with all their strength. Elders, work with me to use Forbidden Hair to suppress Jian Chen !" At this time, an old man from the Zixia Sword Sect shouted, and he and the other strong men immediately used their peerless sword array to kill Jian Chen at the cost of losing vitality in exchange for a powerful strength that surpassed their own.
Looking at the strong man belonging to the Zixiao Sword Sect who was heading towards him, a trace of painful struggle flashed in Jian Chen's eyes. He turned his head and looked at his relatives and friends not far away who had been seriously injured. In the end, he still He took action, resisted the Peerless Sword Formation, and blocked the Zixiao Sword Sect and the rest of the powerful men in the Immortal Realm with one person.
But he didn't hurt any of them.
When the strong men of Zixiao Sword Sect saw that Jian Chen was invincible, they all became cruel and showed determination. They used the ancient forbidden hair to burn their lives, as if they would sacrifice their own lives to kill Jian Chen. Jian Chen's beheading was also determined to wipe out all the powerful powers in the Holy World protected by Jian Chen.
"Jian Chen, why do you have to hold back at all times? They are people from the Immortal Realm and are our enemies. Quickly kill them all..." People beside Jian Chen who had a sworn relationship with him also urged loudly.
"Fourth brother, kill them quickly and avenge the second sister. Your second sister almost died in their hands..." The silver-haired Changyang Mingyue also made a voice. She was injured by a strong man from the Zixiao Sword Sect. It was extremely heavy, almost life hanging by a thread.
Jian Chen stood in the void, his body was shaking violently, and his heart was suffering from pain.
On one side are his close friends and relatives, and on the other side is the Zixiao Sword Sect, who is inextricably entangled with him. Now that the two sides are hostile, and their weapons are clashing on the battlefield, what should he do? How to choose?
Especially when he looked at the powerful men of Zixiao Sword Sect who were ready to sacrifice their lives, this made him feel even more painful.
"Although I am in the Holy Realm, after all, I still belong to the Immortal Realm and am a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect. Could it be that several strong men from the Zixiao Sword Sect are going to die because of me?" Jian Chen revealed. With a tragic look and a violent mood swing, facing such a situation, he really didn't know what to do.
"Walk!"
In the end, Jian Chen still couldn't bear to watch several strong men from Zixiao Sword Sect die because of him. Before they could completely exhaust their lives, he waved his hand and moved away with the people on his side.
He chose to escape!
"Jian Chen, why are you unwilling to kill people from the Immortal Realm? Why don't you kill the people from Zixiao Sword Sect..."
"Jian Chen, we need an explanation..."
"You are always merciful to your enemies. Is it possible that you are from the fairy world..."
Next, Jian Chen was questioned by everyone. Many people had doubts about his identity. Many people who had close friendship with him involuntarily stayed away from him.
Feeling the suspicious and vigilant glances from the surroundings, Jian Chen fell silent for a while.
Suddenly, Jian Chen felt that he seemed to be isolated and became a lonely person.
At this time, the scenery in front of him suddenly shattered, all the characters disappeared, and he appeared again on a strange starry sky battlefield.
On this battlefield, he is still a peak powerhouse, but at this moment, he is teaming up with a Supreme from the Immortal Realm to deal with a Holy Realm powerhouse who is shrouded in golden light.
The Supreme Being of the Immortal Realm has four divine swords floating above his head. He controls the four divine swords to slay the sky and destroy the earth, making him invincible.
The figure of the Supreme Being in the Immortal Realm was blurry, and Jian Chen could not see clearly. But Jian Chen recognized the four divine swords controlled by him at a glance. They were the Mortal Sword, the Sword of Rebirth, the Immortal Killing Sword and the Divine Sword of Annihilation Immortal Lord!
And this powerful man in the Holy World, whose body is filled with golden light, is none other than the God of War of the Protoss - Iron Tower!
At this moment, he was joining forces with Immortal Nirvana to start a life-and-death battle with the Iron Tower in the depths of the galaxy.
The strength of the Iron Tower is also extremely powerful, and he and the Nirvana Immortal Lord must join forces to compete.
Finally, after both he and the Nirvana Immortal Lord paid a heavy price, the iron tower was defeated, causing heavy damage to the iron tower.
The Nirvana Immortal Lord immediately commanded four divine swords to shoot out of the air, forming a sword formation to destroy the iron tower in one fell swoop!
But at this critical moment, Jian Chen was distracted, and the scenes when he had been in contact with the iron tower suddenly appeared in his mind.
Suddenly, he suddenly took action, not at the Iron Tower, but at the four divine swords of the Nirvana Immortal Lord, blocking the four divine swords that were about to kill the Iron Tower.
"What are you doing?" Immortal Nirvana shouted in a low voice.
"I can't let the iron tower fall here!" Jian Chen said.
"He is from the Holy Realm, he must die." Immortal Nirvana shouted, and continued to kill the iron tower.
Jian Chen, on the other hand, did not flinch and stopped Immortal Nirvana from killing the Iron Tower.
In the end, he fought with the Nirvana Immortal Lord.
At this moment, the golden light from the sky came quietly, and the heavily injured Iron Tower was seen. Taking advantage of the battle between Jian Chen and the Nirvana Immortal Lord, he waved his big ax and slashed towards Jian Chen.
Jian Chen's eyes were fixed on the big ax that was slashing at him, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. Finally, with an unbelievable look on his face, the big ax struck him with destructive power.
Suddenly, a stinging pain came from deep in his heart. The occurrence of this pain also caused Jian Chen's mind to shake violently. The next moment, he felt a spin, the iron tower disappeared, and the Nirvana Immortal Lord disappeared. Even the vast starry sky collapsed. His consciousness returned to its original form, and the world in his eyes returned to the white sword path.
In front of him, there were no more stairs formed by the condensed sword energy. Unknowingly, he had reached the end of the sword road.
But Jian Chen was not happy at all. Instead, he sat down cross-legged on the spot, with a silent expression on his face but a heavy heart.
He knew that everything he experienced in the fantasy realm was actually the deepest worries he had hidden in his heart. Now when he experienced the test of his state of mind, he was triggered by the mysterious power and made his subconscious mind Entering an illusory world created by his own spirit, he acted out his deepest worries in a false form that was close to reality.
To put it simply, everything that happened in the illusion were the evil thoughts that had appeared in Jian Chen's mind. These thoughts might have only flashed through Jian Chen's mind and were quickly forgotten. However, in the illusion, it was infinitely magnified, and eventually evolved into an illusion that was close to reality and could even affect his will.
But the appearance of these illusions did have a great impact on Jian Chen, which forced him to re-examine his identity and position.
He was really worried that one day in the future, everything he experienced in the fantasy realm would really happen to him.
"In so many years, you are the third person who has successfully crossed the sword path." At this moment, an old voice came from the void. The next moment, Jian Chen's vision changed. When he turned around, he had already Leaving the sword path, he appeared on a towering mountain peak.
In front of him, an old man dressed in white was sitting cross-legged, facing him with his back.
"Jian Chen, junior, pay homage to senior Sword Master!" Jian Chen immediately clasped his fists and saluted.
The Tongtian Sword Master seemed to be in trance like an old monk. He sat cross-legged and remained motionless. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "The two people in front of me who have gone through the path of swordsmanship are not suitable to be my disciples, and you , is no exception, you are not suitable!"
