A hundred meters away, a large group of village names in Huangjia Village stared at Jian Chen who fell to the ground in stunned eyes, with shock on their faces.
A loud roar spread several kilometers in a radius, leaped to an altitude of 50 meters, punched the ground hundreds of meters away with a loud "bang", and the soil flew. This scene, It has made a group of people look completely sluggish, and some of them even stopped thinking in their heads.
It is no exaggeration to say that the scene in front of them has completely subverted their cognition. After all, the people of this village have lived in this small mountain village almost all their lives and rarely go out. I don't know what kind of power he has. Even the old village chief with the strength of the Great Sage has only heard about the outside world, and doesn't know much about it, but like Jian Chen, he leaped to a height of fifty meters, and punched him hundreds of meters away. It was the first time they had seen a big hole in the ground.
At this moment, the eyes of all the villagers looking at Jian Chen have completely changed. Those eyes full of admiration and respect are mixed with a little horror and disbelief.
Even if they saw this scene with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe that a young man in his early twenties actually possessed such a powerful power.
Feeling the surging holy power in his body, a strong confidence surged in Jian Chen's heart. Although his current strength is not enough to fight against the powerhouses of the earth sage master class, if he encounters a group of great masters again Holy Master, that wouldn't be beaten and fled in embarrassment, and finally he was forced to use the supernatural power of Shen Yujian to escape.
Jian Chen's eyes stayed on the light wind sword in his right hand for a while. After his strength had broken through from a saint to a great saint, he could clearly feel that his holy soldier's light wind sword had also changed. Fengjian, from the appearance, is more silvery than before. The white mirror-like sword body inadvertently exudes a hazy white brilliance, which is the sword that emanates from the sword body. Mang, although it looks inconspicuous, but with this layer of faint glory, it can wear through golden cracks, and it contains unimaginable attack power.
In addition, even the hardness of the Qingfeng Sword has been greatly improved. Jian Chen is confident that even if there is a difference between the Earth Sage and the Great Sage, if he wants to destroy this sword in his hand A light wind sword with only two fingers is very difficult.
Slowly withdrew the Qingfeng Sword, Jian Chen glanced around, and when he saw the small wooden house beside him that had fallen apart, a wry smile appeared on his face, and then he walked slowly to Ross, a hundred meters away. In front of Ke, he said in a somewhat apologetic tone, "Uncle, I'm so sorry for destroying your house."
Although Rothko was equally shocked by Jian Chen's strength, he was also a mercenary after all, and he quickly suppressed the horror in his heart, reached out and patted Jian Chen's shoulder fiercely, laughing loudly: " It's alright, it's not just a house, I'll just cut down a few trees and rebuild it later, boy, I really missed the point. I didn't expect you to have such a strong strength at such a young age. It makes me feel so bad. Surprised." Roscoe's tone was mixed with a little excitement and excitement.
"Haha, what little brother Jianchen said is too polite, it's just a wooden house, we can rebuild it in two or three hours, but little brother Jianchen has just made a big show of power, but it's an eye-opener for me. , you all said, isn't it?" The old village chief also laughed and said in a very kind tone.
"Yeah yeah….."
Following the old village chief's words, a group of villagers behind them also echoed and said, all of them looked at Jian Chen with adoring eyes.
"Hey!" At this moment, the old village chief let out a small yawn, his old eyes stared at Jian Chen's face, and asked strangely, "Little brother Jianchen, why did your face turn white, I remember a few days. Before, your face was still red."
Hearing this, without waiting for Jian Chen to speak, Rothko said first: "Haha, the village chief, the skin on my little brother's face was originally white, but he just took medicine to heal his injuries a few days ago, and it was his face that changed. red."
The village chief suddenly realized, hehe smiled and said: "The white one is good, the white one is good, the white one is better looking, I didn't expect that little brother Jianchen is not only powerful, but also looks so good-looking. It is estimated that a large number of girls can be fascinated outside."
This sentence caused everyone to burst into laughter, but no one would doubt the old village chief's words, and everyone agreed with this point of view.
A wry smile appeared on Jian Chen's face, and the old village chief's words made him speechless.
At this moment, Jian Chen's face suddenly changed, and then his entire body began to tremble violently, and then a powerful aura uncontrollably emanated from his body, pushing the group of villagers in front of him to the ground. , and some people fell to the ground because of this.
At this moment, the white and tender skin on Jian Chen's handsome face had turned into two colors: purple on one side and blue on the other. Even in the depths of his eyes, two colors of light, one purple and one blue, appeared from time to time. Only weak.
Roscoe was pushed by Jian Chen's momentum 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 Jian Chen was wrong. He sank slightly and hurriedly said, "Young man, what happened to you?"
Jian Chen's entire body was trembling slightly, the muscles on his face were constantly shaking, and even his eyes were flickering with flickering purple and blue light.
"Back.... back... back.... you.... all of you... back... back... back... away from... me... don't... approach..." Jian Chen said these words with great difficulty, and immediately sat cross-legged. Eyes closed on the ground.
"What's going on, what's wrong with little brother Jianchen? It's not a problem with cultivation, right?"
"What's wrong with little brother Jianchen..."
A group of village names stood in the distance, all of them staring at Jian Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, in confusion, talking at length.
Roscoe's face became very dignified. He used to be a holy teacher, but it was only because the holy soldier was destroyed that he was reduced to a cripple. Therefore, he must understand many things than those villagers who have been living here all the time, from sword to sword. In the state of Chen just now, he has realized that Jian Chen may have something wrong with his cultivation.
"Let's step back, all of us should stay away. Before the young man wakes up, we'd better not make a little noise, so as not to disturb him." Roscoe immediately whispered, and then took more than a hundred villagers far away. backed away.