The Qingfeng sword was like a broken bamboo, directly breaking through the holy power in the middle-aged man to form a shock wave. Even so, the speed of this sword piercing was one point slower than before, and then when the Qingfeng sword pierced the middle-aged man's body The tip of the sword paused slightly when the weak shield formed entirely by the power of the Holy Spirit hit the front, but then the Qingfeng Sword broke through the shield's defense and continued to stab the middle-aged man. The two defenses formed by the middle-aged man were only broken in less than a breath of time for him to resist. This was true, but it also bought him enough time. When the Qingfeng Sword broke through the obstacles twice, the middle-aged With the help of the wind-attribute holy power, the man has retreated to a distance of several meters, far exceeding the speed of ordinary people.
The middle-aged man stood a few meters away, staring at Jian Chen, who had already folded his sword.
Jian Chen stared at the middle-aged man indifferently, and remained silent, but in his heart he felt a great pity, the sword just now was the limit of what he could use now, and that speed was what he could achieve now. At the fastest speed, the middle-aged man managed to dodge his full-strength attack. It was already very difficult for Jian Chen to kill the middle-aged man. After all, the middle-aged man was stronger than him. There were many, and he was an enemy who possessed the power of the wind attribute and was good at speed. It could be said that Jian Chen had completely lost his advantage against middle-aged men now.
No matter how exquisite his swordsmanship is, if there is no speed that people can't reflect on, then everything will be of no avail. Moreover, in the case of the disparity in strength, Jian Chen does not dare to fight head-to-head with the middle-aged man. .
"Your strength should have reached the stage of a saint teacher." Jian Chen asked, staring flatly at the middle-aged man opposite.
The middle-aged man didn't hide anything, and said, "Yes, my strength has indeed reached the stage of an intermediate-level saint teacher." After saying this, the middle-aged man paused, staring at Jian Chen without a strange light, and asked: "Your strength is not strong, and the power of the Holy Spirit is not of the wind attribute, but the speed of the sword just now was so fast that even I almost couldn't dodge it. I don't know how you have such a fast speed." The middle-aged man's tone He is full of curiosity, and now he really wants to know the answer. For him, who has the power of the wind attribute, if he is surpassed in other places, they will not care, but if he surpasses them in speed, It would be difficult for them to let them go, especially since this person who surpassed him in speed is still weaker than him, and he is not the power of the wind attribute saint, which makes the middle-aged man curious.
"Sorry, I have nothing to comment on this question." Jian Chen's tone was very flat.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes froze, and he said coldly, "If you tell me what method you used to increase your speed, I can let you go today, otherwise, hmph, you really think that it's just that little bit of speed. Is that my opponent?"
"Is it your opponent, you can come and try." Facing the threat of the middle-aged man, Jian Chen was not afraid at all, but exuded a high fighting spirit, and the light in his hands, which had been dyed red with blood The wind sword exudes a hazy sword glow that wraps the entire sword body.
The middle-aged man stared at Jian Chen, and the light in his eyes flickered uncertainly. In his heart, he still had some scruples about Jian Chen's extreme sword just now, because the speed of Jian Chen's sword just now was so fast that even he It is difficult to achieve. Although he possesses the power of the wind attribute, he has an innate advantage in speed, but he is unable to attack as fast as Jian Chen. Just in order to avoid the extreme sword, he He has already gone all out. If he is slowing down, the middle-aged man has no doubt that his heart may have been pierced. Therefore, in the middle-aged man's heart, he already has some fear of Jian Chen.
Moreover, the middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen's spirit and did not change his face. He could not infer how many times Jian Chen could attack so quickly. If Jian Chen could attack continuously at the same speed, then It is also a very difficult thing for him to cope with.
Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't attack, Jian Chen was also happy to be at ease. He shook hands with the middle-aged man like this. Jian Chen knew very well in his heart that if his speed was not slower than himself, he would almost kill the middle-aged man. It's impossible. Now he can only hold back the middle-aged man and let the middle-aged man not kill the weak mercenaries. When the masters in the mercenary group return, he will directly leave the middle-aged man to them. .
The fighting in the field did not stop because of the confrontation between Jian Chen and the two of them. The shouting and killing continued, and more and more corpses of mercenaries and robbers fell on the ground, and the ground was completely stained with blood. , and even in some uneven places, blood has pooled into small water stalls.
The robbers are still fighting hard, and the people who can survive to the end are either those with shrewd heads or those with outstanding strength. Now, the number of mercenaries and robbers is still at a relatively balanced stage.
After the middle-aged man confronted Jian Chen for a while, he finally made his move again. The Daguan knife in his hand exuded a light blue light, and it seemed to be a bright light under the dark night sky. Obviously, the middle-aged man charged towards Jian Chen once again, holding a large sword that was over two meters long.
Seeing the middle-aged man rushing towards him, a sharp look flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and the right hand holding the Qingfeng Sword tightened even more by three points, then he took the sword to meet him.
The middle-aged man raised the Daguan knife that radiated light blue light high, and cut it directly at Jian Chen's head, at a very fast speed.
In the face of an attack from a mid-level saint master, Jian Chen didn't plan to take it hard, he directly avoided the past with his dexterous movement, and then returned fire.
However, just as Jian Chen's sword was stabbed out, the machete chopped by the middle-aged man unexpectedly changed direction in mid-air, with a whistling broken body, accompanied by a gust of breeze, towards Jian Chen The light wind sword slashed.
Jian Chen's expression changed slightly, and he immediately retracted the light wind sword that he stabbed, never colliding with the middle-aged man's big pass knife.
Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword was his life's holy soldier. His life and fortune were tied to this seemingly weak Qingfengjian. If the Qingfengjian was damaged, it would cause a certain amount of damage to Jianchen himself. If the Qingfeng Sword is broken, Jian Chen will not only lose his entire body of martial arts, but even his life will be threatened.
On the Tianyuan Continent, there are many examples of the death of the master due to the broken holy soldier, and it happens almost everywhere. However, although the holy soldier is formed by the condensed power of the saint in the body, once it is summoned out of the body, it will become It is extremely hard, and it will continue to become stronger as the master's strength improves. Unless the difference in strength is too great, otherwise, the holy soldiers are generally not easy to be destroyed.
And the middle-aged man's current strength has reached the level of an intermediate-level saint teacher, which is two stages higher than Jianchen's. His light wind sword caused too much damage, but the strong anti-shock force would still make Jian Chen overwhelmed, so Jian Chen would not be able to confront the middle-aged man no matter what, because the only person who would suffer would be he himself.
Once again dodging the attack of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man suddenly revealed a slight flaw in the defense. Jian Chen's eyes flashed, seized this hard-won opportunity, and then went all out, his body was like a ghost. He quietly came to the back of the middle-aged man, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand burst out with a fierce sword energy, which turned into a blood-red light, and stabbed towards the middle-aged man's back. The sharp sound, in front of this sword, seems to have been cut through the air, and the speed is even faster, it is close to the middle-aged man's back in an instant, just before the sword tip has completely contacted the middle-aged man's back. At that time, the sword qi that was constantly breathing at the tip of the sword cut through the middle-aged man's shirt and pierced his skin first.
Feeling the severe pain coming from his back, the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, but he didn't show much panic. It spewed out of the body at one time, and instantly condensed into an energy shield with a strong defense to block the sword. At the same time, the light blue light from the middle-aged man's body skyrocketed. At this moment, he had already put his own energy. The speed was increased to the extreme, leaving a phantom on the spot. Just when the tip of Jian Chen Qingfeng Sword was about to pierce his back, the middle-aged man had already shifted half a meter away from Qingfeng. The attack range of the sword.
The middle-aged man guessed in his heart that Jian Chen stabbed his sword so fast, he must have done his best, and his defense has weakened to the minimum at this moment, so the middle-aged man also seized this very rare opportunity to avoid the sword. After Chen's sword, he immediately raised the Daguan knife in his hand, and the light blue light on the blade's brilliance gradually turned into a dazzling light under the dark night, and then the Daguan knife left a trail in the air. The brilliant blue light had already slashed towards Jian Chen at an extremely fast speed. This knife was already a full blow from the middle-aged man.
After several encounters with Jian Chen, the middle-aged man has deeply realized the difficulty of Jian Chen. Jian Chen's rich combat experience has made him not leave a single flaw every time he fights. Whether it is attacking or dodging, the coordination and transformation between moves seem to be seamless, leaving him no chance to take advantage of, and this time, with Jian Chen's full-strength sword, in the case of insufficient defensive strength, it may be him. The only chance that can give Jian Chen heavy damage, so the middle-aged man did not hold back the blow.
The Daguan knife slid through the air at an extremely fast speed. If someone with a weaker strength, in front of this knife, would not even have time to reflect.
"Wow!"
With the sound of an explosion, the Daguan Dao, which was covered in a layer of light blue light, was cut off from Jian Chen's head without any hindrance, and passed through his body. Smashed hard on the ground.
With a roar, the Daguan knife, which contained the power of a middle-aged man's full blow, fell deeply into the soil on the ground, and the powerful holy power on the knife blasted the surrounding soil one by one. The large pit with a diameter of 10 meters directly annihilated Jian Chen's figure in the dust.
However, there was no happy expression on the middle-aged man's face, instead his face became extremely solemn.
"Afterimage!" The middle-aged man secretly exclaimed in his heart. However, just as this thought appeared in his mind, a strong sense of crisis spread throughout the middle-aged man's heart. The middle-aged man did not hesitate at all. The body leaned towards the side with all the strength of the conditioned reflex, and at the same time, the Daguan knife in his hand was immediately pulled from the soil, and he slashed behind him without looking at it.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, the Daguan knife in the middle-aged man's hand collided with a weak long sword that suddenly appeared and was covered in blood.
At the moment when the long sword collided with the Daguan Dao, Jian Chen's face suddenly changed, and he immediately became a little pale, and his chest heaved a few times, and then he immediately retracted the sword and quickly retreated. write.