Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 94—All annihilation

Avoiding the giant sword of the middle-aged man from the back, Jian Chen body flickered to the front of the mercenaries who had the strength of the great saints, and the light wind swords in the hands quickly stabbed at the speed of lightning. At the same time, the mercenaries also raised the sacred soldiers in their hands and cut them toward Jian Chen.

"Hey!"

Intensive weapons collided, and in a short moment, Jian Chen had already stabbed more than ten swords at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. All the servants who slashed their mercenaries to their own squadrons deviated from the attack angle, and then The sword dust movement did not hesitate. The light wind sword in the hand exudes a sturdy sword. When the mercenaries are trying to control the sacred soldiers who have lost control in their hands, the light wind sword is turned into several silver. The white lightning spurted out.

"Puff puff!"

In a short moment, the dusty sword of Jian Chen smashed three swords. Each sword accurately hit the throat of a mercenary. The bodies of the three mercenaries suddenly stagnated, and then the **** rogue in the throat. And, in the blink of an eye, they dyed their necks, and the body slowly fell down.

At this moment, a sharp and empty voice mixed with fierce temperament from the side, feeling the sudden and fierce temperament, Jian Chen body immediately rotated, moved sideways two meters away, however, When Jian Chen had not stabilized his body shape, it was a fierce wind blowing in the face, and in the blink of an eye he came to the door of Jian Chen.

The sword dust face is unchanged, and the light wind sword in the hand immediately traverses with himself.

"clang!"

A giant sword smashed the light wind sword in front of the sword dust crossbar. The terror force from the giant sword made the body of Jian Chen fly back a few meters away from the control.

"Hey!"

At the same time as Jian Chen’s body flew backwards, a long silver-white rifle immediately followed, with a piercing sound breaking into the heart of Jian Chen.

Feeling the powerful power of the silver-white rifle, the face of the sword dust can not help but become a bit serious. The second of the mercenaries who have the strength of the sage, finally shot.

Jian Chen’s foot was forced to step on a deep footprint on the ground, forcibly stopping his body’s retreating body shape, and then his right arm suddenly slammed. Silver-white pikes pierce straight.

"Ding!"

The tip of the light wind sword and the tip of the long gun collided accurately in the air. Seeing this, the shadow of the sword dust flashed, and then a sharp sword gas was pulled out from the light wind sword, directly along the silver-white rifle. Passing away to the young man who is about thirty years old.

Feeling the intention of Jian Chen, the young people’s face showed a sneer of sneer, and then the huge force of the Holy Spirit that was possessed by the Holy Master was like a flood of flooding, pouring from the body and rushing toward the light wind sword along the gun. And Jian Chen’s sharp swords flowing into the guns, the pace of advancement was suddenly stalled, and then quickly became weaker under the flush of the young people’s power like the wild horses.

The fierce light in the eyes of Jian Chen’s eyes flashed away. He seemed to be more energetic with the young people. Then the more powerful and sharp swords flowed from the breeze swords, and the huge youths were fearless. The power of the Holy Spirit slammed away.

"boom!"

When the unique sword of Jian Chen collided with the holy force of the young people, a low roar broke out, and then a violent energy centered on the junction of the two holy soldiers, raging around. go with.

The body of Jian Chen and the young people are constantly retreating by the powerful anti-seismic force. Every step of the young people will step on a deep footprint in the soil of the ground, and the sword dust The body seemed to be incomparably light. He touched the ground on his toes and swayed on both sides of the body. He quickly unloaded his back push.

However, just as Jian Chen had just stabilized his body shape, a fierce qi was coming from behind him, and his body was approaching in the blink of an eye.

The face of Jian Chen’s face changed slightly. He had just played against the young man holding the rifle. It also caused a lot of consumption for him. At this moment, when he was in power, he could not mobilize enough power of the Holy Spirit to resist the The strong attack of the division, under the urgency, Jian Chen rolled away from the past, so resounding, but on his back, was also cut a deep visible bone wound by the giant sword.

"Drink!" The middle-aged man with the giant sword was unforgiving, and once again raised the giant sword and cut it toward Jian Chen.

Feeling the burning pain behind the back, Jian Chen clenched his teeth, the left hand patted the ground, the whole body immediately spun from the ground, and then the body slightly side, to avoid the middle-aged man to see his giant The sword, while the light wind sword in his hand, was drawn into a lightning bolt, piercing the middle-aged man at a very fast speed.

The middle-aged man was shocked, and the sacred soldier in his hand had just hit it. At this critical moment, it was too late to recover. In a hurry, the middle-aged man’s head was slightly biased, and he was safely escaping from the throat. This sword, despite the fatal blow, was still cut a shallow blood mark by the breeze sword on his neck.

There was a sneer on the face of Jian Chen, and then the wrist turned. The light wind sword chased the middle-aged man and finally crossed the neck of the middle-aged man when he had not reflected it.

As the silvery light flashed away from the middle-aged man's neck, the middle-aged man's body became stagnant, and at his neck, the **** and flowing.

"You.....you....." The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he looked incredulously at Jian Chen. He raised his hand in a difficult way, and his fingers trembled and accused Jian Chen. He seemed to want to say something, but unfortunately the wound on his neck. Blocked the words in his stomach, and finally said nothing, and the body lay down straight.

Looking at the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, the rest of the mercenary faces have changed a lot. Some people look at the sword dust even the rare look with a little fear.

After killing the middle-aged man, Jian Chen did not give the group of mercenaries a gasp, holding a light wind sword and killing the remaining mercenaries.

Looking at Jian Chen, the only young man in the group who had the strength of the sage was immediately in front of the sword dust. The silver-yellow rifle in the hand of the squadron was marked as a phantom to attack the sword dust. With.

The other mercenaries who only have the strength of the great saints, after seeing the middle-aged men who have the strength of the sage, die under the sword of the sword, all of them are afraid to go forward, and their hearts have already retreated. I believe that if there is not another young man with the strength of the sage, I am afraid they have already fled here.

"叮叮叮...."

The dense collision sound echoed in the quiet forest. The sword dust and the young people had a lightning-like fight for more than ten rounds in a short moment. Now there is no foreigner's restraint. The sword dust licks the sharpness of his sword and the complete The speed of overcoming young men has prevailed, and in the blink of an eye, the young people are forced to resist.

Because the sword of Jian Chen is too fast, the fast young people simply do not dare to attack, only passive resistance, otherwise, I am afraid that when his attack is just halfway, the breeze sword in the hands of Jian Chen has already stabbed. On him.

Moreover, in the face of the battle of Jian Chen, which is deceiving his own body, the young man’s rifle with a long foot can not fully exert its power. There is always a feeling of being in the fight.

After the strength was upgraded to the stage of the Great Saint, the fighting power of Jian Chen was also increased several times more than before. Now, with his own advantages, he has been able to compete with the first-level sage of his strength.

After more than a dozen rounds of lightning-like play, Jian Chen and the young man holding the rifle were separated again, but now the young people seem to be a lot of wolverines, only to see that his clothes on the whole body have been completely damaged, and there are still a few on his body. Deeply visible bone wounds, neck, there is a very shallow sword mark, just cut a layer of skin at his neck.

In contrast, Jian Chen, in addition to a **** wound behind, the whole person does not seem to change much, but his face is slightly white.

The face was very dignified and staring at the opposite sword dust. The young man shouted: "The enemy is too strong. I will stop him. Everyone will quickly escape." After the previous fight, the young people also knew the hot hand of Jian Chen. I know that I am very likely to be unable to leave here today, so I made the worst decision immediately.

His heart is a bright snow, knowing that he and others know the golden silk and silver snake. In order to keep this secret, Jian Chen will definitely kill him. He will not let a person leave here to spread the news, because, change If he is his, he will do the same.

This is the rule of existence on the Tianyuan continent. Everything is spoken by strength. Whoever has a big fist can laugh at the end.

After listening to the young people, the remaining mercenaries were shocked and immediately fled here at the fastest speed and fled from all directions.

Looking at the mercenaries who fled, the face of Jian Chen suddenly sank, and then the sword was once again killed to the young people.

"Ah!" The youth crowd shouted and greeted the sword dust with no fear. The speed of the sword dust showed that he was very difficult to escape from here today. Instead of this, it is better to leave this life for those. The fleeing mercenaries fight for time, and once they leak out the golden silk snake, there will always be people who avenge him.

"Ding!"

The light wind sword and Zhang Chang’s long gun collided in midair, igniting a dazzling spark, and then the long gun was under the control of the young people, habitually picking a long sword, and suddenly, the breeze sword in the hands of Jian Chen was The long guns picked up high and flew into the air.

Seeing this, the young people gave a slight glimpse, but then there was a hint of ecstasy in their eyes, and immediately controlled the long guns and drove in, and stabbed the throat of Jian Chen.

The corner of the sword dust reveals a disdainful smile. The powerful force of the Holy Spirit instantly fills the palm of your hand, and then the palms are turned into a phantom, and the gun of the long gun is tightly grasped.

At the same time, the light wind sword that was still rising toward the sky suddenly slammed, and then a layer of sharper and stronger sword gas suddenly appeared around the blade, shrouded in the light wind sword, only silver white The light flashed away, and the breeze sword in the sky cut through the sky at a very fast speed, passing through the throat of the young man with a piercing whistling sound, and finally disappeared into a forest behind him.

"what!"

"what!"

At the same time, a few screams came from the surrounding woods.

With the sword of the gods and the life-saving skills of Jian Chen, he will never play easily until the last moment.