Chaotic Sword God

Chapter One Hundred and Fiftieth

The short distance of ten meters was crossed in an instant, and Jian Chen flashed in front of a group of people from Zhou's mercenary regiment, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand stabbed straight at the person who was walking in front without any fancy. The point of the sword pointed directly at the target's throat, and the speed was as fast as lightning, and it was already in front of the target's throat in an instant.

Feeling the extremely fast speed of this sword, the face of the leader suddenly changed. At this time, he had no time to sacrifice the holy soldiers to resist, and in a hurry, the whole upper body twisted as hard as possible, avoiding it dangerously. After taking this deadly sword, without a moment's hesitation, his figure immediately backed away like lightning, distanced himself from Jian Chen.

The blow failed, Jian Chen's expression didn't fluctuate at all, and then he held the light wind sword and killed the rest of Zhou's mercenary group. With a blurred sword shadow shining, there were four people whose strength was only the Great Saint. The mercenaries were pierced through their throats, and the set of armor on their bodies, which was not weak in defense, was as fragile as tofu in front of Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword.

It's a long story, the thing happened in just a split second. At this moment, many members of Zhou's mercenary group didn't even realize it. From Jian Chen's attack to killing these four mercenaries, the time it took was endless. Not even a breath.

"Stop!" At this time, the mercenary who escaped from Jian Chen's sword shouted loudly. From Jian Chen's lightning-fast sword, he had already seen that Jian Chen's strength was extremely strong and he was not easy to deal with, so this At that time, even with the strength of Zhou's mercenary group, he didn't want to be an enemy for no reason.

Jian Chen turned a deaf ear to the man's cries, the Zhou Mercenary Group had issued a death order in his heart, and the Qingfeng Sword turned into streaks of destructive sword lights that flashed continuously, as if representing the scythe of death, mercilessly Harvesting the lives of the members of Zhou's mercenary group.

The great saints of Zhou's mercenary regiment were helpless in Jian Chen's hands. Many of them could not even capture the shadow of the sword, and had already been pierced through the throat by a sword. When facing Jian Chen's full-strength attack, people of different ranks could only resist a few moves before being cut off by the Qingfeng Sword. Jian Chen's strength has been promoted to Saint Master. For these Saint Master level masters, it is much easier than before. Those Saint Master level masters can hardly hurt Jian Chen, and even the corner of Jian Chen's clothes is difficult to touch. arrive.

Jian Chen's figure kept flashing in the crowd of Zhou's mercenary group, his whole body seemed to have countless eyes, he was always watching his surroundings, and he was always able to predict the attacks from all directions. Dodge in the past, so although Jian Chen is surrounded by enemies, there are almost no people who can really hurt him.

Jian Chen's attack was extremely sharp, and the killing speed was unimaginable. Facing the siege of more than forty people, Jian Chen beheaded twenty people from Zhou's mercenary group in just a few breaths. Several people, including several masters of the Saint Master rank.

Seeing Jian Chen beheading more than 20 people so effortlessly, the leader of the mercenary only felt that his heart was icy cold, and the face hidden in the helmet also became cold. A little pale, but at the same time, he was also very puzzled and puzzled in his mind. He didn't know when he had offended that powerful person in front of him, and he didn't even say a word, so he turned to Zhou's servant The people of the Corps did it, and they were merciless.

The leader's feverish head immediately calmed down, he thought about it quickly, then hesitated for a while, finally made up his mind, turned around and fled.

He also knew in his heart that with the powerful strength Jian Chen displayed now, even if he stayed, he would not be able to change the situation, and the final result would only be a dead end. Rather than that, it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

However, before he ran 20 meters, a figure shot from behind at an extremely fast speed. The person came very fast and caught up with him in the blink of an eye. The white long sword left a thin ray of light in midair, stabbing straight towards the back of his neck.

The leader of the Zhou's mercenary regiment also possesses the strength of a high-level holy master. When he sensed the forceful sword aura coming from behind, he didn't even look at it. , the whole body jumped up, and at the same time a long spear emerged from both hands, powerful holy power emerged from the long spear, and immediately stabbed towards Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's movements did not stop at all, his body swayed slightly, dodging the stabbing long sword, and then came to the leader again, his arm trembled, and the silver-white light wind sword turned into a sword shadow all over the sky, and the servant Soldiers are shrouded in it, sword shadows are thousands and thousands, and they overlap each other, making people dazzled, and it is impossible to distinguish the authenticity from the false.

Facing the sky full of sword shadows, this leader with the strength of a high-level saint master didn't know how to resist. Just at that moment of hesitation, a silver-white sword tip stood out from the sky full of sword shadows, piercing down his throat.

"Touch!" Jian Chen kicked the leader's chest again, kicking him far away, and then holding the blood-stained Qingfeng Sword, he turned back to face Zhou's mercenary again. The rest of the regiment was killed. Jian Chen would never let anyone in the Zhou Mercenary Group go.

"Captain Cheng Yunlong is dead..."

"Captain Cheng Yunlong was killed..."

"Captain Cheng Yunlong is dead, everyone run away..."

The death of that leader immediately caused panic among many people in the Zhou Mercenary Group, and then everyone lost their fighting spirit. Facing Jian Chen who was like the incarnation of death, the members of the Zhou Mercenary Group lost their will to fight again. With courage, they threw away their helmets and armor one after another, and fled in all directions.

After Jian Chen chased and killed a few people, the remaining members of the Zhou Mercenary Corps had exhausted their strength and fled in all directions. Although Jian Chen's speed was not slow, if he wanted to It is extremely difficult for them all to stay.

"Hmph, none of you from Zhou's mercenary regiment can escape." Jian Chen's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent. The next moment, a strong and sharp sword energy suddenly appeared on Qingfeng Sword, and immediately, The Qingfeng Sword broke away from Jian Chen's palm, and flew out by itself, turning into a silver-white light, chasing towards those fleeing mercenaries at an incomparably fast speed.

At this moment, Jian Chen did not hesitate to use his supernatural power to control the sword, but also to kill the rest of Zhou's mercenary group.

As the silver-white light transformed by the Qingfeng Sword circled around at lightning-fast speed, none of the members of the Zhou Mercenary Corps who fled in all directions were spared, and their throats were pierced one after another. More than ten people at a distance of one meter fell to the ground almost at the same time.