Facing Jian Chen's lightning-like speed, only a few of the mercenaries reflected, and their respective holy soldiers appeared in their hands and immediately chopped towards Jian Chen.

Jian Chen did not entangle with them, his body shook slightly, avoided the attacks of the few of them, and quickly passed by them. The light wind sword in his hand drew a generation of silver light and flashed from the necks of two of them.

When the silver light disappeared, the two men's bodies suddenly stiffened. As the spirit in their eyes disappeared quickly, their eyes gradually became dull, and on their throats, a small blood mark appeared on everyone.

In his sight, the next moment, bright red blood flowed out from the blood mark in his throat, and the bodies of the two men slowly fell down.

The speed of the two people flew past the bodies without decreasing. Jian Chen rushed to the rear of the group of mercenaries in the blink of an eye. The weak mercenaries became Jian Chen's primary target of attack, although there were about twenty of these mercenaries.

People, but not strong, are generally in the stage of saints and great saints. Only the leading middle-aged man and the other person have the strength of a saint.

Jian Chen took mysterious steps, his body was like a ghost, flashing quickly behind the mercenaries. As the silver-white light continued to flash, mercenaries continued to fall under Jian Chen's light wind sword. These strengths

Mercenaries who are all in the Saint stage have no power to fight back in Jian Chen's hands. Faced with this extremely fast attack, their brain nerves have no time to react, let alone resist.

In one breath, those who only had the strength of the saint among the mercenaries died under Jian Chen's sword, and the remaining people, the weakest, reached the stage of the Great Saint, and they

Facing Jian Chen's attack, he has already had the ability to resist.

After killing the weakest saint, Jian Chen's movements did not stop at all. The light wind sword in his hand turned into a silver-white lightning again, heading towards a servant next to him with the strength of the Great Saint at an extremely fast speed.

The soldiers stabbed them.

Faced with this extremely fast piece, the mercenary suddenly defecates and it is too late to dodge. In desperation, he could only put the axe in his hand in front of him.

However, the Qingfeng Sword in Jian Chen's hand was like a sensitive poisonous snake. As the sword power changed, the Qingfeng Sword that had originally stabbed the mercenary's throat suddenly sank and stabbed towards his heart.

"Puff!" This time, the mercenary with a strong strength of the Great Saint had no time to report. The silver-white light wind sword had already penetrated his left chest at an extremely fast speed, and pierced him with one sword.

The heart.

Just as the Qingfeng Sword had just entered the heart of the mercenary, it was immediately pulled out by Jian Chen and continued to launch a fierce attack on the rest of the people.

Seeing that several brothers died in his camp in such a short time, all the remaining mercenaries were shocked and angry.

"Bastard, go to die!"

"Give my brother my life back!"

The remaining mercenaries with the strength of the Great Saint shouted, raised their holy soldiers in their hands and attacked Jian Chen in different directions, blocking all the routes for Jian Chen to escape.

A hint of sneer appeared at Jian Chen's mouth, and then a hazy sword light emanated from the Qingfeng sword, stabbing straight towards the attacking holy soldiers at a lightning speed.

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"...

In just a moment, Jian Chen stabbed several swords at an extremely fast speed. Each sword accurately hit a holy soldier that was slashing at his own. When the Qingfeng Sword and the opponent's mercenary, several holy soldiers

When they collided together, the steel-like clashes formed were connected, as if there was only one sound, and it was difficult to hear the nuances.

At the moment when the Qingfeng Sword collided with the holy soldiers, a powerful force was transmitted to the opponent's holy soldiers along the Qingfeng Sword.

Feeling the powerful force coming from the holy soldiers, the faces of several mercenaries who reached the strength of the Great Saint changed, and then their bodies were uncontrollable and their steps staggered back. None of them expected the hand in front of them.

The light wind sword, which is only two fingers thick, actually contains power that is completely inconsistent with its size.

Jian Chen's sharp eyes flashed, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Taking advantage of the good opportunity that these mercenaries had not controlled their bodies, their bodies came silently like a ghost.

In front of him, the Light Wind Sword in his hand was carrying a hazy layer of sword energy, stabbing towards the mercenary's neck at a lightning speed.

Faced with this sword that was extremely fast, the mercenary who had not stabilized his body had no time to make any resistance. Finally, in his terrified eyes, the Qingfeng Sword had penetrated deeply.

He pierced his throat and directly penetrated it. The blood-stained sword tip broke out from the other end of the mercenary's throat.

At this moment, a giant sword attacked from Jian Chen with a fierce wind. A splendid light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and as his arm twitched slightly, the mercenary pierced.

The Qingfeng sword in his throat had been pulled out by him, and then he suddenly turned around. The Qingfeng sword in his hand was wrapped in a hazy layer of sword lightning, and it was once again drawn into a silver-white lightning, stabbing behind him at an extremely fast speed.

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"clang!"

The light wind sword, which was only two fingers thick and thin, collided with a three-inch-wide giant sword in mid-air, and the two holy soldiers who were completely incompatible in size actually competed with each other.

However, no one noticed that just when the Qingfeng Sword collided with the giant sword, Jian Chen held the Qingfeng Sword's right arm and trembled twice indecisively.

The eyes turned slightly, Jian Chen stared at the master of the giant sword with cold eyes. The master of the giant sword was relieved of the middle-aged man who was walking in the front of the mercenary team before, but the middle-aged man's face was already

It became extremely gloomy, and the eyes that looked at Jian Chen were filled with strong murderous intent.

"Drink!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, and then he let out a loud shout, his left hand fisted, and he rushed towards Jian Chen's face with a fierce wind.

A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He did not dodge or avoid the middle-aged man's powerful punch, and his left hand became a palm, and he met the fist from the middle-aged man without fear at all.

"bump!"

The fists and palms collided, and the powerful force contained in it burst out, making a dull and muffled sound. At the collision between the two of them, a strong force ejected from the clusters of expansion.

From all directions, under the raging force of this invisible energy, the weeds and trees around began to shake, and some weeds that were closer to the two were bent down and Pu Pu was on the ground.

Jian Chen and the middle-aged man were also shocked by the strong counter-shock force caused by the collision of fists and palms, so that his feet retreated for some distance, and finally he was shaking and holding each other ten meters apart.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, staring at Jian Chen ten meters away with a strong murderous intent, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, the action is so fast, and it's so cruel to take action."

At this time, the other surviving great saints gathered behind the middle-aged man, and their eyes were filled with shock and anger.

Jian Chen stared at the group of mercenaries opposite him coldly and did not speak. Now they have discovered the golden silk and silver snake, which has caused Jian Chen to commit murder and silence. Jian Chen has not been the ones who have experienced his previous life.

The fledgling boy knew very well that once the rumors of the golden silk and silver thread snake were rumored, it would definitely bring endless trouble to him. After all, the golden silk and silver thread snake is so precious, and it is precious on the Tianyuan Continent.

In order to get it, some major families will do their best to fight. Once they are chased by them, they will definitely be much more miserable than facing the pursuit of Huayun Sect. Jian Chen absolutely does not want to see such a situation.

Therefore, taking advantage of the current opportunity, Jian Chen must kill everyone present and completely eliminate the information spread of the golden silk and silver thread snake.

The group of mercenaries on the opposite side now have eleven people left. In addition to the leading middle-aged man with the strength of a saint, there is also a young man about thirty years old hiding in the crowd.

He also has the strength of a saint. In this team, only these two people can threaten Jian Chen at present.

Seeing Jian Chen not speaking, the middle-aged man was too lazy to say more and ordered loudly: "Brothers, let's go together. Killing him will not only avenge our dead brothers, but also the golden silk and silver thread snake is also us.

Yes, once we get the golden silk and silver thread snake, from now on, we will no longer have to risk our lives to hunt monsters in order to make some money."

As he said that, the middle-aged man rushed towards Jian Chen first, and behind him, the mercenaries with the strength of the Great Saint Master also rushed up.

Jian Chen remained silent, but the fighting spirit in his heart became high without realizing it. Then he carried the Light Wind Sword and rushed towards the group of mercenaries with mysterious steps at an extremely fast speed.

"Drink!" Looking at Jian Chen rushing towards him, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, and then he raised his giant sword and slashed towards Jian Chen with his strength to slash Huashan.

Jian Chen showed a sneer on his face, and did not contact the middle-aged man. Then his pace changed slightly. He walked around the middle-aged man's giant sword and rushed towards the group of mercenaries behind him who were much weaker.

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The middle-aged man was obviously wary of Jian Chen's move after suffering a loss before. He saw that the attack angle of the giant sword he cut into the air suddenly changed, and he used brute force to change the route.

Jian followed Jian Chen's figure passing by him and continued to sweep towards Jian Chen.

The speed of the giant sword was not slow either. In the blink of an eye, it came to Jian Chen's back. Finally, accompanied by the fierce wind, it slashed past Jian Chen's waist without any resistance.
Chapter completed!