Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 154: Kill the Great Sage (1)

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Jian Chen took a deep breath. Although he had long guessed that this time there was a high chance that there would be a great sage master who could not resist the temptation of 10,000 Amethyst Coins to come to deal with him, but he did not expect such a I soon met myself. However, there was no fear in Jian Chen's heart. Although he dare not say that his strength can defeat a master of the Great Sage, he still has some confidence in self-protection.

At the same time, Jian Chen’s heart was secretly grateful. Fortunately, he had foresight, and he had already raised his strength from the Great Sage to the Sage Master stage. Otherwise, he would face the masters of the Great Sage Master class according to his original strength. The only option is to escape.

Facing a great sage, although Jian Chen felt a great pressure, he quickly calmed down. His dull eyes stared at the old man opposite without the slightest emotion, and he said. : "Old gentleman, did you come to arrest me because of the temptation of these ten thousand amethyst coins?"

"Little doll asks, I'm not talking nonsense with you, old man. Are you going to follow me obediently, or do you want my old man to do it himself, but you must understand, old man, I am not as easy to deal with as the dozen or so holy teachers before. ." The old man looked at Jian Chen with a relaxed expression, but he didn't take Jian Chen in his eyes at all.

Jian Chen snorted coldly, and then the Qingfeng Sword flashed silver light and slowly emerged from his right hand, Jian Chen held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally to the ground, and said proudly: "It's never my Jian Chen's style of doing things, old man. Sir, let me teach you your great tricks." After speaking, Jian Chen turned into a ghost, leaving behind afterimages, rushing towards the old man at a very fast speed, a short distance of 20 meters. In the blink of an eye, it passed by, and the Qingfeng Sword in Jian Chen's hand was wrapped in a hazy sword glow, turning into a silver-white light and piercing the old man's throat.

The old man's expression of indifference disappeared in an instant, and became a little dignified. The powerful holy power emerged from the palm of his hand, and instantly formed a one-foot-long dagger, and the dagger shone with a pressing force. Hanmang greeted Qingfengjian.

The light wind sword and the dagger in the old man's hand collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound, and then a strong aftermath of the holy power was centered on the two weapons, forming a circle of visible energy ripples that spread around. Go, all the weeds around are affected by this energy ripple, and the surrounding weeds suddenly break inch by inch. When the ripples formed by this holy power spread to the ground, the soft soil on the ground was pressed down a little. .

A slight muffled groan came from Jian Chen's throat, and Jian Chen couldn't help but retreat a few meters away, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.

"The strength of the Great Sage is really strong. I didn't expect my strength to reach the stage of a Sage, and there is still such a big gap between me and the Great Sage." Jian Chen secretly said in his heart, this time with the old man facing a stiff neck, he obviously fell into Downwind. After all, this time, it was completely with the strength of the Holy Power to stiffen the neck, and with the strength of Jian Chen will be promoted to the Holy Master, how could he be the opponent of the old man.

However, Jian Chen had a hint of joy in his heart. From this head-on collision with the old man, he had a clearer understanding of how big the gap between his current strength and that of the Great Sage was, which made him calm. a lot.

On the other hand, looking at the old man on the opposite side, the expression on his face became more solemn, staring at Jian Chen with a serious face, and said solemnly: "Little baby is not easy, it seems that if you want to capture you, the old man will have to spend a fortune. Just work hard."

A sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, and said, "I'm afraid even if you try your best, you won't be able to capture me."

A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he sneered: "Little baby can really talk big, let the old man meet you well today and see how capable you are."

As soon as the words were finished, the dagger in the old man's hand suddenly burst out with a strong holy force, drowning the entire dagger capital in it, and then the old man's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Jian Chen in a very strange way. With surging holy power, it cut through the air and stabbed straight at Jian Chen's heart.

In the face of a great sage, Jian Chen did not dare to take it lightly, the holy power in his body was working with all his strength, and all of them were gathered on the Qingfeng sword. The sword shadow collided fiercely with the dagger stabbed by the old man.

Suddenly, an aftershock of energy that was stronger than before appeared, raging in all directions, the soil on the ground flew up, the smoke filled the sky, and the aftermath of the strong holy power smashed some weeds into smashes, and countless Plant powder swirled in midair.

After a blow, Jian Chen took a few steps back uncontrollably again, but the old man had nothing to do, he was chasing after Jian Chen, his body swayed slightly, and he came at an extremely fast speed. In front of Jian Chen, the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Jian Chen's heart again.

Jian Chen twisted slightly, and the dagger almost wiped his clothes and stabbed in the past. Immediately, the Qingfeng Sword suddenly turned into a sword shadow and enveloped the old man. The speed stabbed out more than ten swords, and each sword pointed to the vital points of the old man's body very accurately.

The old man withdrew the dagger like lightning, and the one-foot-long dagger was swung into an afterimage by him, resisting the sword move that Jian Chen attacked.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

With the sound of a dense collision of weapons, the Qingfeng Sword and the dagger in the old man's hand had collided more than ten times in a short period of time, and the dense sound seemed to form a line.

Afterwards, the old man retreated a little embarrassedly. At this moment, the gray shirt he was wearing was not as good as before. There were a few cracks on his chest, but there was no blood flowing out. Behind him, a few strands of hair slowly fell to the ground. Looking closely, the slightly messy hair behind the old man was already shorter than before.

On the opposite side, Jian Chen didn't look much better than the old man. Although he didn't suffer any damage, his face was morbidly pale.

Looking at the cracks that appeared on his clothes, the old man's face became a little gloomy, and he said solemnly: "Don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jian Chen smiled coldly, "There are quite a few saint masters who died under my sword, but no great master has ever died under my Qingfeng sword. Today, you will be the first."

"Arrogant!" The old man was furious, no longer talking nonsense, and then washed towards Jian Chen and rushed over.