Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 75—The Battle of the Holy Division

The breeze sword is like a broken bamboo, which directly breaks the force of the middle-aged man's body to form a shock wave. However, when the speed of the sword is stabbed, it is slower than before, and then the light wind sword stabbed in the middle-aged man. When the former was completely weakened by the power of the Holy Spirit, the tip of the sword paused slightly, but then the light wind sword broke through the defense of the shield and continued to stab the middle-aged man. The two defensive measures formed by the middle-aged man only broke down when he resisted the rest of the time. This is the case, but he also won enough time for him. When the light wind sword broke through two obstacles, the middle age With the help of the wind attribute, the man's power to play far beyond ordinary people has already retreated to a few meters away.

The middle-aged man stood a few meters away, staring at the sword dust that had been set up against the sword, and his face had become dignified. Shen Sheng said: "Fast speed."

Jian Chen’s eyes stared at the middle-aged man in silence, but he felt very sorry in his heart. The sword just now is the limit of his ability to play now, and the speed is now what he can achieve. The fastest speed, his own full blow has been escaped by the middle-aged man, it is very difficult to kill the middle-aged man behind the sword dust. After all, the middle-aged man’s own strength is better than him. A lot, and it is also an enemy with the power of the wind attribute, good at speed, it can be said that now Jian Chen has completely lost the advantage of facing the middle-aged man.

No matter how subtle his swordsmanship is, if there is no speed that people can't reflect, then everything will not help, and in the case of great disparity in strength, Jian Chen does not dare to fight hard with middle-aged men. .

"Your strength should have reached the stage of the sacred division." The eyes of the middle-aged man staring at the opposite side, Jian Chen asked.

The middle-aged man did not hide half a bit, saying: "Yes, my strength has indeed reached the stage of the intermediate priest." Here, the middle-aged man paused, his eyes staring at the sword dust, and asked: "Your strength is not strong, and the power of the Holy Spirit is not the nature of the wind, but the speed of the sword is almost so fast that I almost can't escape. I don't know how you have such a fast speed." The tone of the middle-aged man It is full of curiosity. Now he really wants to know this answer. For him who has the power of the wind attribute, if he is overtaken elsewhere, they will not care, but if they exceed them in speed, It would be difficult for them to let go, especially the one who surpassed him in speed, or a person whose strength is weaker than him, and which is not the power of the wind attribute. This is cursed by the middle-aged man.

"Sorry, I can't tell you about this question." Jian Chen's tone is very dull.

It’s said that the middle-aged man’s eyes are cold and cold. “If you tell me what speed you are using, I can let you go today. Otherwise, hey, you really think that with that little speed. Is it my opponent?"

"Is your opponent, you can try it." In the face of the threat of middle-aged men, Jian Chen is not afraid, but exudes high morality, and that grasps in his hands, has been dyed red by blood. The wind sword, but also a layer of sturdy swordsman wrapped the entire blade.

The middle-aged man stared at Jian Chen, his eyes flickering. In his heart, there was still a scruple about the sword that Jian Chen had just reached. Because the speed of Jian Jian’s sword was fast, even he It’s hard to reach, even though he has the innate advantage in speed, but he can’t play as fast as the sword dust, just to avoid the sword that is coming to the extreme, he Already all the best, if it is a slow step, the middle-aged man has no doubt that his heart may have been pierced, so now in the hearts of middle-aged men, there have been some taboos on Jian Chen.

Moreover, the middle-aged man looks at the spirit of the sword dust, and he does not change the color. He can't infer how many times the sword dust can play such a rapid attack. If the sword dust can carry out endless attacks at the same speed, then He has to deal with it, and it is also a very difficult thing.

Seeing that the middle-aged man does not attack, Jian Chen is also happy to be free, so he and the middle-aged man are shaking and holding. Jian Chen’s heart is very clear. In the case that the speed is not slower than himself, he wants to kill the middle-aged man. It is impossible. Now he only has to drag the middle-aged man, so that the middle-aged man can not kill the weak mercenaries. When the masters of the mercenary group return, they will directly treat the middle-aged men. .

The killing in the field did not stop because of the control of Jian Chen. The killing sound continued, and the mercenaries and robbers that fell on the ground were more and more, and the ground was completely stained with blood. Even in some rugged places, the blood has gathered into a small water stall.

The robbers are still struggling to kill, and the ones who can survive to the end are not the savvy ones, but some of the more outstanding leaders. Now, the number of mercenaries and robbers is still in a relatively balanced stage.

After the middle-aged man held a fight with Jian Chen for a while, he finally started again. The big knife that was in his hand exudes a light blue light. Under the dark night sky, it seems to be a bright light. Obviously, the middle-aged man once again rushed toward Jian Chen with a knife that was more than two meters long.

Looking at the middle-aged man who rushed to the front, Jian Chen’s eyes flashed a sharp gaze, and the right hand holding the breeze sword was even tighter, and then the sword took the initiative to meet.

The middle-aged man held up the knife with a light blue glow and cut it directly toward the head of Jian Chen. The speed was very fast.

In the face of an attack by a middle-level sage master, Jian Chen does not intend to hard-wire, directly avoiding the past with a dexterous body, and then giving a counterattack.

However, just as the sword of Jian Chen had just been stabbed, the machete cut by the middle-aged man actually turned a direction in the midair, with the whistling broken body, accompanied by a breeze, toward the sword dust. The light breeze comes.

The face of Jian Chen changed slightly, and immediately recovered the light wind sword that was stabbed. He never touched the middle-aged man's big knife.

The dusty sword of Jian Chen is his sacred sacred soldier. His life is linked with this seemingly weak breeze sword. If the breeze sword is damaged, it will cause certain damage to the sword dust itself. If the damage is light, if the light wind sword is broken, the sword dust will not only lose the whole body martial arts, but even his life will be threatened.

On the Tianyuan continent, examples of the death of the lord due to the broken sacred soldiers are everywhere, almost everywhere, but although the sacred soldiers are condensed by the power of the body, but once summoned outside the body, they will become Hard and incomparable, and will continue to grow with the strength of the master, unless the strength difference is too great, otherwise, the sacred soldiers are generally not easily destroyed.

The current strength of the middle-aged man has reached the level of the intermediate priest, which is two stages higher than the sword dust. Although the Jianfeng’s light wind sword and the middle-aged man’s big knife are not together, they may not His breeze sword brought too much damage, but the strong anti-shock force still makes the sword dust too much, so the sword dust is impossible to harden with the middle-aged man anyway, because the loss will only be he himself.

Once again, I avoided the middle-aged man’s blow. The middle-aged man suddenly showed a slight flaw in the defensive position. The sword dust in the eyes of the dust flashed, grabbed this hard-won opportunity, and then did his best, and the body was like a ghost. Quietly came to the middle-aged man behind, the light wind sword burst into a fierce sword, turned into a blood-red light, stabbed to the back of the middle-aged man, the sword broke open, making a subtle The sharp sound, in front of this sword, as if the air has been cut, and the speed is even faster, and it is close to the middle-aged man’s back in an instant, just before the sword tip is completely in contact with the middle-aged man’s back. At that time, the sword that was constantly being swallowed at the tip of the sword cut the clothes behind the middle-aged man and pierced the skin.

Feeling the pain in the back, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed greatly, but did not reveal a lot of flustered look, he was prepared for the sword-dust speed to the extreme sword heart, then the powerful force of the Holy Spirit Once spewed out of the body, it instantly condensed into a weak defensive energy cover on the back to block the sword. At the same time, the middle-aged man smashed the light blue light, and he has already put his own The speed is raised to the extreme, and the body leaves a phantom in the original place. When the tip of the sword dust light sword is about to pierce his back, the middle-aged man has moved sideways by half a meter away from the light breeze. The scope of the sword's attack.

The middle-aged man guessed that the sword dust was so fast that he would do his best. At this moment, his defense has been reduced to a minimum. Therefore, the middle-aged man also seized this very rare opportunity to avoid the sword. After the sword of the dust, immediately lifted the knife in the hand, and the flashing light cyan light on the knife mantle gradually became a dazzling light under the dark night, and then the knife was left in the air. The brilliant light of blue has been cut off toward Jian Chen at a very fast speed. This knife is already a full blow of the middle-aged man.

After several encounters with Jian Chen, the middle-aged man has already deeply felt the difficulty of Jian Chen. The rich combat experience of Jian Chen has made him not leave a trace of flaws every time he fights with him. Whether it is attack or dodge, the coordination and transformation between the moves are seemingly seamless, so that he can take advantage of it, and this time, with the sword of Jian Chen, the whole force is a sword. In the case of insufficient defensive power, maybe he is The only opportunity to give Jian Chen a heavy blow, so for this attack, the middle-aged man did not stay at all.

The Daguan knife crossed the air at a very fast speed. If there were some weaker people, even in the face of this knife, there was no time to reflect.

"Hey!"

As a sound rang, the big knife that was wrapped in a layer of pale blue light was cut off from the head of Jian Chen without any hindrance. Everything passed through his body, and the last knife was not reduced. The cockroach is on the ground.

With a roar, the sword of the middle-aged man's full-strength force was deeply immersed in the soil of the ground. The powerful force of the knives blasted the surrounding soil. The large pit of the diameter of the rice, between the dusty, directly annihilates the figure of the sword dust.

However, on the face of the middle-aged man, he did not show the slightest happy look, but his face became very dignified.

"The afterimage!" The middle-aged man secretly exclaimed in his heart. However, when he just came up with this idea in his heart, a strong sense of crisis spread throughout the heart of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man did not hesitate. The body is almost conditioned and tilted toward the side, while the big knife in the hand is immediately pulled out of the soil, and it is cut off behind without looking.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, I saw the big knife in the middle-aged man's hand and a sudden, long sword that was covered with blood.

At the moment when the long sword and the big knife touched each other, the face of the sword dust with the long sword suddenly changed, and it immediately became pale, and the chest was violently ups and downs, and immediately the sword quickly retreated. With.