Jian Chen's plain words were heard in the ears of everyone in the Zhou family's mercenary group. All of Ling's expressions suddenly changed. All of a sudden, they all stared at Jian Chen with fierce killing intent and anger. Intent to reveal it unabashedly in his eyes.
The face of the middle-aged man with scars on his face suddenly turned gloomy, a face full of murderous intent stared at Jian Chen fiercely, snorted coldly, and shouted angrily: "Boy, just rely on You, you are not qualified to say such words, come here, take him down for me, and let this ignorant kid understand that not everyone in our Zhou family mercenary group can go wild."
Following the middle-aged man's order, the mercenaries who surrounded Jian Chen did not hesitate at all, and swarmed up with their own holy soldiers, slashing at Jian Chen from all directions with countless weapons.
There was a hint of sneer at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, and then his body swayed slightly, and he disappeared in the same place. As soon as he disappeared, the weapons that were cut were all lost.
Jian Chen shuttled through the field extremely fast, and the Qingfeng Sword stabbed towards the surrounding at lightning speed. Qingfengjian, these mercenaries whose strength is generally in the stage of saints and great saints did not even have time to react, and they were killed by one sword. Many of them even died without knowing how they died. of.
Although Jian Chen fought against more than 100 people alone, the absolute strength gap between the two sides was too large, so the situation was a complete massacre. These Zhou family mercenaries were in Jian Chen's hands, and there was nothing to fight back. They couldn't even capture Jian Chen's figure.
With Jian Chen's slaughtering speed so fast, in the blink of an eye, one or two people were killed by one sword, and in just one breath, seven or eight people were killed by his sword.
Such a scene only lasted for five breaths, and nearly fifty of the more than 100 people in Zhou's mercenary group were already lying on the ground.
The middle-aged man with scars on his face stared blankly at Jian Chen like a killing machine, his face full of disbelief. In just ten seconds, Jian Chen beheaded fifty people. Such a fast killing speed scared the middle-aged man into a fool.
Jian Chen, dressed in white clothes, kept moving back and forth in the crowd like clouds and flowing water. Wherever he passed, the people around him fell in pieces, and a little blood splashed in the air. And the ground, in this short period of time, has been dyed blood red by the continuous collection of blood.
The ruthless slaughter was going on silently. There were only the constant shouting and shouting of the members of the Zhou family's mercenary group, but surprisingly no screams came out, because when their throats were cut by a piece of Jian Chen, they didn't know what to do. They can't make a sound, and some people don't even feel pain and lose consciousness.
After more than a dozen breaths, Jian Chen finally stopped the merciless killing. At this moment, he saw that the open space of the mansion was already full of corpses. The Zhou family's mercenary group, which had a total of more than 100 mercenaries, had already exhausted them. Killed by Jian Chen, the bodies of more than 100 people were lying on the ground, each with only a wound on the neck. The bright red blood flowed from the neck, and the whole ground was dyed bright red. , the thick bloody smell wafting in the air is unusually pungent, and taking a breath will make people feel like vomiting.
Now, only the middle-aged man with scars on his face and a dozen people standing behind him still survive.
More than 100 people were slaughtered by one person in just a dozen breaths, and this person was a young man who seemed to be in his early twenties at most. What they saw, they also felt so incredible. A dozen of them had already finished playing and were stunned by the result. They stood there blankly for a while, unable to speak.
When Jian Chen's plain but indifferent eyes fell on the dozen of them, there was a cruel smile on his face. The hundreds of people he killed before were all those who were only in the strength of saints and great masters. People in the saint stage, and the dozen or so people in front of them are the pillars of the Zhou family's mercenary group, and each has the strength of a saint.
Immediately, Jian Chen was no longer talking nonsense. With a move, he was already rushing towards the last dozen or so people at a very fast speed. The Qingfeng Sword turned into a silver-white light and disappeared in a flash. Two of them passed through their throats, easily taking away the lives of the two saint teachers.
Now that Jian Chen's strength has been promoted to the Great Sage Master, these Sage Masters are as fragile as ants in his eyes, and his Quick Sword is not something that these Sage Masters can avoid.
As for the people in the Zhou family's mercenary group, Jian Chen didn't intend to let anyone who was present. After killing the two saint teachers like lightning, Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword once again turned into a silver-white sword shadow, facing the rest. A few people shrouded in the past.
puff! puff! puff! … .
With the light sound of the Qingfeng sword cutting his throat, in the blink of an eye, three more saint teachers were pierced by a sword.
It was only at this moment that the remaining saint teachers came back to their senses one after another, and their expressions changed drastically. The distance between Jian Chen.
"Stop, stop, if you have something to say, please stop." The middle-aged man with a scar on his face shouted as he avoided the distance in embarrassment. Now the expression on his face can no longer maintain the previous expression. He was so calm that he was completely overwhelmed by panic.
Jian Chen stopped the ruthless killing and stared flatly at the remaining saint teachers, saying, "Tell me, where is the head of your Zhou's mercenary group." Jian Chen had learned about Zhou in the restaurant earlier. The head of the Clan's mercenary group is a master at the level of the Great Sage, and among these people, none of them have been found to have the strength of the Great Sage. In this case, it can only show that the head of the Zhou Clan's mercenary group does not Not here, but for the head of the Zhou family mercenary group, Jian Chen had already issued a must-kill order in his heart.
The scarred man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, stared at Jian Chen with some horror, and said with a trembling tone: "This little brother, I don't know where our Zhou family mercenary group offended you, you You have to kill them like this." At this moment, the man with scars changed his attitude greatly.
Jian Chen stared at the man with scars and his eyes gradually became sharper, walking at a slow pace, approaching the man with scars step by step, and said, "I'll ask you one last time, the head of the Zhou's mercenary regiment is here. What." Jian Chen ignored the question from the scarred man.
Seeing the approaching Jian Chen, the man with scars backed away nervously. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a trembling voice, "Where is the regiment commander, I don't know..."
Hearing this, Jian Chen's eyes froze, and then he no longer gave the scarred man a chance to speak, and came to him in a flash.
The scarred man's face changed greatly, and his figure immediately retreated. At the same time, a giant sword appeared in his hand, trying to block in front of him, but just when his giant sword was halfway up, the light wind sword was already Approaching his throat, he stabbed it deeply, and the tip of the sword, which had been covered in blood, broke out from the other end of his neck.
Seeing that the man with the scar was not even able to fight in Jian Chen's hands, the faces of the remaining saint teachers turned pale, and they were so frightened by Jian Chen's displayed strength that they lost no more. courage to fight.
"Flee, let's go to the head of the regiment, only the head of the regiment can deal with him." One of the remaining saint teachers shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he moved towards the door at the fastest speed. run away.
"Yes, go find the head of the regiment..."
The rest of the people heard it, and suddenly woke up, and then they no longer hesitated, and immediately rushed to the outside.
Jian Chen slowly pulled out the light wind sword that was dripping blood from the scarred man's neck, staring at the direction where the few people fled, with a sneer on his face, and then followed the few people in a hurry. .
Not long after Jian Chen left, the gate of the large mansion where the Zhou family mercenary group lived was immediately surrounded by a group of people, and after a closer look, it was relieved that it was the group of people who came out of the restaurant.
However, when the group of people watched the scene inside through the broken door, everyone's faces immediately became dull, with expressions of disbelief and inconceivable all over their faces.
They have been following behind Jian Chen. It has only been a few dozen breaths since Jian Chen entered the mansion of the Zhou family mercenary group. However, in such a short period of time, the Zhou family mercenary group’s In the big mansion, there are already corpses all over the ground, and they killed more than a hundred people in such a short period of time. How could they not be shocked by this scene.