Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 133: The death of the young master of the Tianxiong family

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"Be careful, young master!" When the middle-aged men standing beside the young master of the Tianxiong family noticed the silver-white light coming from the thorn, their two colors suddenly changed dramatically, but the speed of the silver-white light was really fast. It was too fast, and it was less than three feet away from the throat of the young master of the Tianxiong family. At such a close distance, it was too late for them to rescue him.

"puff!"

Facing this lightning-fast silver-white light attack, the young master of the Tianxiong family, who only had the strength of a saint, was too late to react, and was stabbed deeply into his throat by the light wind sword.

The young master of the Tianxiong family's eyes widened, staring at the light wind sword that had pierced his throat. His eyes were full of unbelievable and very unwilling expressions. He could never have imagined that he was going to the Demonic Beast Mountains to practice. Casually provoking a seemingly despicable little mercenary on the way would actually cost him his life. If he had known such an outcome, he would not have dared to provoke Jian Chen. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. Now, his fate has been doomed and will not be able to change the mountains.

Looking at the Qingfeng sword that had stabbed into the throat of the young master of the Tianxiong family, the faces of the middle-aged men standing beside him suddenly changed, turning pale in an instant. The only son of the contemporary head of the Xiong family, he is much loved in the family, and he is also the future successor of the Tianxiong family. At this moment, the young master of the Tianxiong family was killed in front of their eyes, so they couldn't imagine that Tianxiong would be killed. How crazy will the head of the family become after learning this news, and what kind of punishment will they be punished.

Thinking of the seriousness of the Tianxiong family's head, the middle-aged men shivered for a while, and then looked at Jian Chen with anger. Today, if they can't bring Jian Chen back, then They really can't explain it to the top.

"Boy, you actually killed the young master, you are ready to die."

Several middle-aged men did not hesitate, immediately took out the holy soldiers and launched an attack on Jian Chen, and at the same time one of them shouted loudly: "The Tianxiong family belongs to the family, immediately surround the surrounding area, must not let him run away."

The status of several middle-aged men in the Tianxiong family is not low. After listening to their words, the rest of the Tianxiong family did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately scattered around, enclosing the entire battlefield siege in a circle. Some people also drove those who were watching the fun far away. ,

And in the ruins of the collapsed restaurant, people kept crawling out of it in embarrassment, and then immediately joined the team surrounding the venue.

The surrounding people also saw the killing of the young master of the Tianxiong family with their own eyes. Everyone knew the seriousness of this matter. At such a sensitive time, no one is willing to take the initiative to conflict with the Tianxiong family. Otherwise, I am afraid that the death of the young master of the Tianxiong family will have something to do with them.

After killing the young master of the Tianxiong family with a sword, Jian Chen immediately fought with those middle-aged men. These middle-aged men all possessed the strength of a saint, and three of them had reached the level of a senior saint. The stage is over. Facing several masters of the sage master rank, Jian Chen's pressure suddenly increased a lot, forcing him to go all out.

After Jian Chen and several middle-aged men fought with lightning for several rounds, his endless storm-like attacks finally forced an opponent to be in a hurry. Stab out, hit the opponent's heart directly, the sharp tip of the sword directly pierced the middle-aged man's heart.

Just as Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword pierced into the middle-aged man's heart, a machete also slashed his left shoulder, leaving a deep, bone-deep wound, and bright red blood quickly pierced his shoulder. clothes dyed red.

The huge pain on his shoulder made Jian Chen's face pale, and he immediately pulled out his Qingfeng sword and stabbed the middle-aged man with a machete.

Seeing the light wind sword that turned into a silver-white light, the middle-aged man holding the machete became extremely dignified, and immediately put the machete in front of him, blocking the position where the light wind sword stabbed, At the same time, the figure retreated.

"Ding!"

The sharp tip of the Qingfeng Sword stabbed the middle-aged man's machete, and the sharp sword energy contained in the tip of the sword left a clearly visible shallow mark on the smooth, mirror-like surface of the machete.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came, and I saw five weapons slashing towards Jian Chen's body at the same time in different directions, blocking all the escape routes for Jian Chen, and the powerful weapons carried by the weapons. The power of the Holy Spirit actually caused a slight fluctuation in the surrounding air.

A sharp light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and the hazy sword light on the surface of the Qingfeng Sword became a bit more intense, then turned into a blur of sword shadows, and instantly pierced five swords, followed by five swords. With the sound of "Ding Ding Ding!", the Qingfeng Sword had collided with the five holy soldiers that had been chopped down.

Although the Qingfeng Sword blocked the five holy soldiers, Jian Chen's face turned pale, and the right hand holding the sword was also trembling slightly. One blow is not so easy to take. The powerful holy power contained in the five holy soldiers not only shook Jian Chen's entire right arm, but even his internal organs were slightly affected. shock.

"Haha!"

The angry shouts came again, and several middle-aged men with the strength of saint teachers did not give Jian Chen a chance to breathe, and attacked Jian Chen again. It is also difficult for Jian Chen to kill any of them without getting hurt himself.

There was a hint of cruelty in Jian Chen's eyes. This time, facing the five holy soldiers, he didn't dodge or evade. The light wind sword in his hand suddenly turned into a silver-white lightning bolt, stabbing towards the person closest to him at an extremely fast speed. .

"puff!"

The Qingfeng Sword did not encounter the slightest obstacle, and pierced deeply into the man's throat. At the same time, the five holy soldiers were about to slash at Jian Chen. Jian Chen's clothes were tightly attached to his body.

Between the lightning and flint, Jian Chen's body twisted slightly, and he avoided the three holy soldiers dangerously and dangerously, but the other two holy soldiers hit Jian Chen's back and waist firmly.

Jian Chen snorted, and his face that was a little pale became even paler. He immediately pulled out the light wind sword that pierced the opponent's throat, and quickly glanced at the several masters of the holy division around him. No longer fighting, he quickly shot outside, intending to escape from this place first.

The Tianxiong family had a strong presence in Wacker City, and Jian Chen knew in his heart that the longer he stayed here, the worse the situation would be. With his current strength, he could only compete with the masters of the Saint Master level at most. Fighting, once the Tianxiong family has a great sage dispatched, he will be in trouble.

With his current strength, it is not enough to fight against the Great Sage.

Realizing Jian Chen's plan to escape, one of the remaining saint teachers immediately shouted, "Hurry up and stop him, don't let him run away."