Chaotic Sword God

The 150th chapter is rushing to kill

The distance of just ten meters crossed in an instant, and the sword dust came to the front of a group of Zhou’s mercenary group. The light wind sword in the hand was not fancy, and the man who walked in the front stood out. The tip of the sword points directly at the target throat, and if it is lightning fast, it is already in front of the throat.

Feeling the speed of this sword, the leader's face suddenly changed. At this time, he had no time to sacrifice the sacred soldiers. Under the rush, the whole upper body was forced to reverse, and the danger was avoided. This deadly sword, and then did not hesitate for a moment, the body shape immediately lightning-like retreat, and the distance from the sword dust.

Without a hit, there was no fluctuation between the sword dust, and then the light wind sword was handed to the rest of the Zhou’s mercenary group. As the vague sword appeared, there were four strengths with only the great saints. The mercenaries were pierced through the throat, and the set of defensive armor on their body was as fragile as the tough sword of Jian Chen.

It’s just a long story. It’s only a moment. At this time, there are still many people in the Zhou’s mercenary group who have not responded. From the start of Jian Chen’s hands to killing the four mercenaries, the time spent One can't breathe.

"Stop!" At this time, the mercenary who escaped from the sword dust sword shouted loudly. From the sword of the sword dust, he has already seen that the strength of Jian Chen is very strong, so it is not good to deal with, so this At that time, Rao was the strength of Zhou’s mercenary group, and he did not want to be an enemy for no reason.

For the man’s voice, Jian Chen’s deafness, the Zhou’s mercenary group had already made a killing order in his heart, and the breeze sword turned into a smashing sword light that flashed constantly, as if it represented the sickle’s sickle, ruthless Harvesting the lives of members of the Zhou’s mercenary group.

The great saints of the Zhou’s mercenary group had no power to fight back in the hands of Jian Chen. Many of the great saints could not even capture the sword, and they had already been pierced by a sword, even those holy divisions. Class-faced people, when faced with the sword dust, can only resist a few strokes and be harvested by the light wind sword. The strength of Jian Chen has been promoted to the sage. For these masters of the priesthood, it has been much easier than before. Those masters of the sage level can hardly hurt the sword dust, and even the corners of Jian Chen are hard to touch. To.

The shape of Jian Chen is constantly flashing in the crowds of Zhou’s mercenary group. His whole body looks like countless eyes, always paying attention to all around, and for those attacks in all directions, he can always be a prophet. Dodging past, so even though Jian Chen is surrounded by enemies, there are few people who can really hurt him.

The attack of Jian Chen is extremely sharp. The speed of killing is almost unimaginable. In the situation of siege of more than 40 people, Jian Chen killed the Zhou’s mercenary group in just a few breaths. A few people, including several masters of the sage.

Looking at Jian Chen so much effortlessly killed more than 20 people, the leader of the mercenary only felt that his heart is a cool piece of cold, and the face hidden inside the helmet also became Some of them are pale, and at the same time, they are very confused and puzzled in his mind. I don’t know when I offended the powerful man in front of me. I didn’t even say a word, just to the Zhou’s maid. The people of the Corps did not care.

The head of the leader who had a fever was instantly calmed down, and his mind quickly thought about it. Then he hesitated a little, and finally made up his mind and turned and fled.

He also knows in his heart that with the powerful strength that Jian Chen now shows, even if he stays, he can't change the situation. The final result is only a dead end. It is better to take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

However, just before he ran out of 20 meters, a figure was shot from behind at a very fast speed. The speed of coming was very fast. He caught up with him in the blink of an eye, a cold silver. The white long sword left a subtle light in the air, straight in the direction of his back neck.

The leader of the Zhou’s mercenary group also possessed the strength of the senior priest. He noticed the temperament of the sword coming from the rear. He did not look at it. It was a lazy roll to avoid the past, and then both hands supported the ground. The whole body jumped up, and a long gun emerged from both hands. The powerful force of the Holy Spirit emerged from the long gun and immediately stabbed toward the sword dust.

There was no pause in the sword dust movement, and the body swayed slightly, avoiding the stabbing sword, and then came to the leader again, his arm trembled, and the silver-white breeze sword turned into the sword of the sky. The soldiers are shrouded in it, the swords and shadows are thousands of thousands, and they overlap each other. It is dazzling to see, and it is impossible to separate the authenticity of this.

Facing the swords of the sky, this leader with the strength of the senior priest did not know how to resist. At that hesitation, a silver-white sword tip stood out from the sword of the sky. Into his throat.

"Touch!" Jian Chen once again put his foot on the leader's chest, flew out the whole person and kicked it out. He then took the **** breeze sword and turned back to Zhou's mercenary. The remaining members of the regiment were killed. For the Zhou’s mercenary group, Jian Chen is one that will not let go.

"The captain Cheng Yunlong is dead..."

"The captain Cheng Yunlong was killed..."

"The captain Cheng Yunlong is dead, everyone is running away..."

The death of the leader suddenly caused panic among the Zhou’s mercenary group. Then everyone lost their fighting spirit. Facing the sword dust like the incarnation of the **** of death, the members of the Zhou’s mercenary group lost their battles one by one. Courage, they lost their helmets and abandoned them.

After Jian Chen has chased a few people, the remaining members of the Zhou’s mercenary group have already taken out the power of feeding and fled in all directions. Although the speed of Jian Chen is not slow, but want to It is also extremely difficult for them to leave all of them.

"Hey, the people of the Zhou's mercenary group, you can't escape." In the eyes of Jian Chen, there was a strong murder. At the next moment, a strong and sharp sword was suddenly emerging on the breeze sword. The breeze sword broke away from the palm of the sword, and flew out of it, turning it into a silver-white light, which had been chased by the mercenaries who fled at a speed that was unbeatable.

At this moment, Jian Chen did not hesitate to use the magical powers such as the Shen Yu sword, but also to annihilate the rest of the Zhou’s mercenary group.

As the silver-white light of the light wind sword turned around at a lightning-fast speed, the members of the Zhou’s mercenary group who had escaped were spared, and they were pierced by the throat, and then there were hundreds of them. More than ten people in the distance of rice fell to the ground almost at the same time.