Seeing that the seven people on the opposite side were silent, a sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, and said, "If that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude." After speaking, Jian Chen's arm shook, and the Qingfeng Sword turned into a sky. The sword shadow shrouded the seven people in front of him.
These seven people had solemn expressions on their faces, daring not to be careless at all, and immediately sacrificed their holy soldiers to resist the sword shadows that filled the sky.
Jian Chen's sword is very fast, and the frequency of stabs is also unbelievably fast. In the first battle, not only did he not fall into the disadvantage, but he also completely suppressed the seven people.
The sword qi in the field was vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi that shot out from time to time flew around, piercing the body of the Tianxiong family guards who surrounded the surrounding, and the energy ripples generated by the collision of the weapons spread away, and the solid stone slab on the ground was pierced. They were all crushed into pieces, and the crisp sound from the collision of the weapons was incessant.
In just two breaths, Jian Chen and the seven people had already fought for dozens of rounds at lightning speed, and at this moment, the faces of the seven people became more solemn than ever, although they knew Jian Chen before. The speed of Jian Chen's sword was very fast, but at this moment, they experienced it for themselves, and they deeply understood how terrifying Jian Chen's sword was.
During this short meeting, two of them were injured because they couldn't dodge in time. If someone next to him hadn't shot in time to block Jian Chen's next attack, I'm afraid they would have attacked like a violent storm in Jian Chen. Next, if you can't hold on for a few rounds, you will die on the spot.
Seeing that Jian Chen was still so fierce with one enemy and seven, Tian Xionglie and Tianxiong Daoyun did not dare to delay in the slightest. The two also immediately joined the battle and joined forces with the seven to gather the power of nine great sages to fight against Jian Chen. .
In the distance, the Tianxiong family guards also stood far away, staring intently at the wonderful fight, the battle between ten great sages, and the scene of nine people besieging one person, such a wonderful scene in Wawa. A small and remote place like Kecheng was rare. Although the sword qi that burst out from time to time would cause them some damage, it didn't scare them in the slightest.
Jian Chen's figure has turned into a white phantom that moves back and forth quickly, dodging the surrounding attacks while giving back strikes, and the Qingfeng Sword has formed a sword shadow in his hand, moving towards the lightning-fast speed. Nine were stabbed.
"Ding!"
With the crisp clanging sound of a weapon colliding, Jian Chen's light wind sword blocked the holy soldier from the front, and at this moment, a strong wind came from behind, just listening to There was a slight sound of breaking the air, and the strong wind pressed down on Jian Chen's back, pressing the clothes on his back tightly against his back. The axe slashed towards his back.
However, just as the giant axe emitting this khaki-yellow holy power was about to hit Jian Chen, Jian Chen's body swayed slightly between the electric light and flint. The distance of one step, just dodged the attack of the giant axe.
At the same time, Jian Chen's body suddenly turned, and the Qingfeng Sword exuded a fierce sword energy, as if transformed into a poisonous snake, silently stabbing in the direction of the giant axe, as fast as lightning.
Tian Xionglie had a serious face, and stared sharply at the long sword that Jian Chen stabbed. He had obviously already experienced Jian Chen's lightning-fast swordsmanship, so this time he also thought it was sufficient. preparation.
I saw that the surging earth-attribute holy power seemed to form a solid shield, wrapping his entire body inside, and the upper body also twisted vigorously to the side flank, and at the same time, the giant axe that had just been cut out also immediately. Turning around, he slashed towards the light wind sword that Jian Chen stabbed.
The previous axe seemed extremely ferocious, but Tian Xionglie already had some strength left, otherwise, he would not be able to change the attacking route of the weapon so easily.
There was a sneer at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, and he was extremely disdainful for Tian Xionglie's actions, and then his eyes were full of murderous intentions, and the long sword that stabbed out even followed Tian Xionglie's twisting upper body and followed the direction change. , and the speed has skyrocketed by three points again inconceivably.
Looking at the long sword that followed all the way, Tianxionglie was horrified, because at this time he suddenly realized that he could not get rid of this sword, when the sharp tip of the long sword touched the surface of Tianxionglie's body. When the shield was completely condensed by the power of the Holy Power, it only paused for a while, but the next moment, the earth-attribute shield, which was said to be extremely defensive, shattered with a bang, and the light wind sword almost recovered in an instant. At the same speed as before, he stabbed at Tian Xionglie's throat like a broken bamboo.
However, just as Tian Xionglie's life and death were on the line, a machete slashed across the sky and slashed heavily on the Qingfeng Sword, and the Qingfeng Sword was struck by this, and the direction that originally stabbed at Tianxionglie's throat immediately shifted position.
A few strands of black hair slowly fell from the air, and the short beard on Tian Xionglie's chin was cut off by Qi Qi.
Tian Xionglie's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat. If this machete came later, I'm afraid he would not be able to stand here intact at this moment.
Jian Chen's sword was not only very fast, but also very flexible, which greatly exceeded Tian Xionglie's expectations.
At this time, the other seven people also seized the good opportunity of Jian Chen's holy soldiers being cut off, and they shot at the same time very tacitly. The surging holy power that came out was intertwined in mid-air, as if forming an invisible big net that imprisoned the surrounding space and blocked all paths for Jian Chen to retreat.
Jian Chen snorted coldly, and then the light wind sword in his hand suddenly shook, turning into a vague sword shadow and stabbing forward, breaking through in the direction of Tianxionglie with all his strength, and attacking the holy soldiers from other directions around him. , he turned a blind eye.
Facing Jian Chen's full-strength shot, the great sage in front of him was able to block the three swords, and was forced to retreat by Jian Chen's Qingfeng sword. Suddenly staring at the ground, his body suddenly rushed forward like a cannonball, and quickly rushed towards Tianxionglie.
With the sound of breaking the air behind him, when Jian Chen's body was just ejected, the other six holy soldiers slashed from behind him. One of the holy soldiers almost wiped the clothes on Jian Chen's back. .
Tian Xionglie just got out of the danger, he didn't expect Jian Chen to come so quickly, his face changed greatly again, and then he seemed to know that Jian Chen's next attack was to stab himself in the throat, and immediately put the giant axe in his hand. In front of him, the wide axe covered his entire upper body.
But in the next moment, Tian Xionglie felt that the shield formed by the holy power spread out of his body was broken again, and then a huge sense of crisis hit, but this time, Tian Xionglie had not waited for him to do anything. When he was reacting, he felt a faint pain in his throat. I saw that Jian Chen had circled around and came behind Tian Xionglie at some point, and the Qingfeng Sword pierced through the back of his neck, directly piercing Tian Xionglie's throat. hole through.
Looking at the silver-white long sword covered with blood that suddenly appeared under his eyes, the expression on Tian Xionglie's face suddenly became dull, and his face was full of disbelief.