Chaotic Sword God

The second hundred chapters change

A hundred meters away, the name of a large group of villages in Huangjiacun was stunned and looked at the sword dust falling on the ground. His face was shocked.

A loud voice spread to a few kilometers away, and jumped to a height of 50 meters. A punch hit a loud bang of the ground hundreds of meters away, and the earth flew, this scene, Some people have been completely sluggish, and some of them have stopped thinking about their heads.

It is no exaggeration to say that this scene that happened in front of us has completely subverted their cognition. After all, the people in this village have lived in this small mountain village for almost a lifetime, and they rarely go out and walk, so they are strong for those outside. It is completely unknown what the powerful strength of the person has. Even the old village chief who has the strength of the great saints has only heard about the outside world, and he knows that there are not many, and like a sword dust, he jumps 50 meters high and punches hundreds of meters. The ground hit a big pit, or they saw it for the first time.

At this moment, the eyes of the villagers who saw Jian Chen had completely changed. The kind of adoration, respectful eyes, mixed with it, there was a little horror and incredible.

Even if they saw this scene, they were still unbelievable in their hearts. A young man who was only in his early twenties had such a powerful force.

Feeling the power of the Holy Spirit in his body, there is a strong self-confidence in the heart of Jian Chen, although his current strength is not enough to confront the strong men of the land sect class, but if he encounters a large group again The sage, that would not be defeated by the wolf, and finally forced to use the magical power of the gods sword to escape.

Jian Chen’s gaze stayed in the light wind sword in his right hand. After the strength broke from the holy division to the great sage, he could clearly feel that his sacred light wind sword had also changed, now the light The wind sword, from the appearance, is more silvery than before, and the white mirror-like sword inadvertently exudes a layer of white brilliance, which is the sword that emerges from the sword. Mang, although it seems inconspicuous, but this layer of faint glory, but can wear gold cracked stone, contains an unimaginable attack.

In addition, even the hardness of the breeze sword has greatly improved a step, Jian Chen is confident, even if there is a difference between the earthly sage and the great sage, but to destroy this hand It is also very difficult to have a light-sword sword with only two fingers.

Slowly retracted the breeze sword, Jian Chen looked around and looked around. When he saw the wooden cabin that had been scattered around him, his face could not help but show a bitter smile, and then slowly came to Rose, 100 meters away. Before the body, I said with a little apology: "Uncle, I am really embarrassed, ruin your house."

Although Roscoe’s heart was equally shocked by the strength of Jian Chen, he was also a mercenary after all, and soon he suppressed the horror of his heart and slammed the shoulder of Jian Chen’s shoulder and laughed loudly: Nothing is okay, not just a house. I will cut a few trees and build it again. Young man, I really look away. I don’t think you are young, but have such powerful strength. It makes me feel too much. Surprised." Roscoe's tone was mixed with a little excitement and excitement.

"Haha, the little brother of Jian Chen said that it was too polite, just a wooden house. We can rebuild it in two or three hours, but the little brother of Jian Chen has just made a big splash, but let me wait for an eye-opener. "You all said, isn't it?" The old village chief laughed too, and his tone was very harmonious.

"Yeah yeah….."

As the old village chief said, a group of villagers behind him also said that they all echoed the sword dust with adoring eyes.

"Hey!" At this moment, the old village chief snorted, a pair of old eyes staring at the face of Jian Chen, strangely asked: "Sword dust little brother, how your face turned white, I remember a few days Before, your face is still red."

Wen Yan, not waiting for Jian Chen to speak, Roscoe said first: "Ha ha, the village head, the skin of the little brothers on the face is originally white, the other day was just taking the drug healing, it is his face change Into the red."

The village chief suddenly realized, hehe smiled: "White is good, white is good, white is better, I didn't expect Jianwu's little brother not only strong, but even people look so good, this looks, in It is estimated that I can fascinate a large girl outside."

In a word, it made people laugh a lot, but no one would doubt the old village chief's words. Everyone agrees with this point.

There was a bitter smile on the face of Jian Chen. The old village chief’s words made him a dumb voice.

Suddenly, the face of the sword dust changed slightly, and the whole body suddenly began to tremble fiercely. A powerful momentum was released from the body uncontrollably, pushing a group of villagers in front of them to retreat continuously. Some people have fallen to the ground.

At this moment, the original white skin of Jian Chen’s handsome face has turned into one side purple, and the other side has two colors. Even the depth of the eyes of a pair of eyes, from time to time, there is a purple and blue color, just very Weak.

Roscoe was pushed to the height of more than 20 meters by the dust of the sword dust, and he gradually stabilized his body. But when he looked up at the sword dust with a puzzled look, he immediately found out that the dust of the sword was not right. Slightly sinking, hurriedly said: "Young man, what happened to you."

The whole body of Jian Chen is shaking slightly, the muscles on his face are constantly shaking, and even a pair of eyes are flashing with the faint gleam of purple and blue.

"Retreat....Retreat...Retreat....you....you all....return...return...after...go away.....me...not...close..." Jian Chen said this sentence very hard, then immediately sat cross-legged The eyes closed on the ground.

"What happened, what happened to the little brother of Jian Chen, it would not be a problem with cultivation."

"What happened to the little brother of Jian Chen....."

A group of village names stood in the distance, and each one was very confused and stared at the sword dust sitting on the ground.

Roscoe's face became very dignified. He used to be a sacred teacher. It was just that the sacred sergeant was destroyed and he was reduced to a waste person. Therefore, he had to understand many things from the villagers who have been living here. In the state of dust, he has already realized that there is something wrong with Jian Chen in cultivation.

"After the retreat, we all retreat. Before the young man wakes up, we all better not make a sound, so as not to disturb him." Roscoe whispered immediately, followed by more than a hundred villagers. The ground retreated.