Chapter 108 Kill without Hesitation

After hearing Jiang Zuozhi's order, those people immediately rushed towards Yang Shangqing and other heads of the family.

In fact, the moment Ji Chen took action, Yang Shangqing and his men also rushed over.

The two gangs met each other in an instant, and a fierce battle broke out.

In an instant, the rocks collapsed, and the air waves rolled, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting.

In the valley, the only one who had not taken action was Wang Jinsong, the eldest disciple of Guangling Sword School.

Seeing this, Ji Chen immediately shouted loudly: "Wang Jinsong, go help Xia Ziran."

Xia Ziran was a Confucian scholar and was not good at close combat. Ji Chen was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for long.

However, as soon as Ji Chen finished speaking, Xia Ziran's voice rang out, "No need!"

He held the black jade ruler in his hand, used the ruler as a sword, and performed the Confucian Haoran Sword.

The Confucian Haoran Sword is also a terrifying sword technique, specially created for killing demons.

"Swish!"

A touch of Haoran sword energy rippled out, and the blazing sword light was like a big wave, surging.

The man who rushed towards Xia Ziran stopped instantly and smashed down with a mace.

"Boom!"

The sword energy wave broke, and the surging sword energy almost pierced his heart directly.

Xia Ziran came across the void and killed the man.

"Everyone thinks that Confucian scholars are not good at close combat. I deliberately suppressed it just to prepare a surprise for you idiots."

As he said, he slashed down with a sword, and the sword energy was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, tilting down.

Ji Chen also fought with Jiang Zuozhi. Jiang Zuozhi was the most terrifying among all the people. He was at the sixth level of innate, about the same as the deacon of the Divine Fire Sect in Zhao Mansion. Because there was no suppression of the punishment manifesto, Jiang Zuozhi was more powerful than the deacon of the Divine Fire Sect in terms of combat power. At this moment, he fought with Ji Chen to the point of heaven and earth collapsing.

Ji Chen slashed with a knife, like splitting mountains and breaking seas, tearing the air, carrying the vast innate true energy and terrifying murderous intent, and slashed forward without hesitation.

Facing such a terrifying sword, Jiang Zuozhi was not afraid at all. The iron ruler burst out with blazing sword energy, and the momentum flowing out was terrifying.

He pointed out a ruler, and the sword energy surged.

"Boom!"

The sword energy dissipated, bursting out with a frightening sharpness, crushing withering and rotten, large areas of forests were destroyed, rocks collapsed, and the soil rolled like waves.

Both of them retreated a distance, and the next moment, they rushed together at high speed.

Jiang Zuozhi was like a divine rainbow, man and ruler were one, the iron ruler was surrounded by cold sword energy, piercing the void.

This ruler was enough to tear everything apart, terrifying and shocking, he wanted to fight quickly and kill Ji Chen.

Ji Chen slashed out with a sword, and the blazing sword light lit up, like a big sun falling.

"Boom!"

The air exploded, the sky and the earth seemed to explode, the air in the whole valley was shaking violently, the sword energy and sword energy bloomed, and one after another flew in all directions.

The dazzling divine light burst out between the two, bursting and splashing.

The two fought fiercely in the blazing light, and the sword and knife auras drowned them. From time to time, knife or sword auras slashed out, tearing the air, and slashing the earth with terrifying holes.

Ji Chen used the Yanyang sword technique, like a scorching sun, shining with blazing light, extremely bright.

Jiang Zuozhi's sword aura was crisscrossing, and he met Ji Chen in the dazzling knife light. The iron bar rolled like a big wave, and the sword aura was like waves, crashing on the shore, trying to drown the sun.

A terrible field formed around the two people's battle, and no one dared to approach.

"Wang Jinsong, why don't you come to help, are you waiting to be killed?"

Ji Chen shouted loudly.

Wang Jinsong wanted to wait until Ji Chen was defeated before taking action, to prove that he was stronger than Ji Chen. After all, Ji Chen killed his junior sister, and he was always a little unhappy in his heart.

At this moment, Ji Chen spoke, and he had to take action.

"Clang!"

The long sword was unsheathed.

A sword energy was like a divine rainbow, carrying endless sword intent and murderous aura, cutting through the field of the two people and forcibly inserting into the battle. The sword energy was pressing directly at Jiang Zuozhi, and the cold sword intent enveloped Jiang Zuozhi.

The temperature around suddenly dropped, and snowflakes seemed to float in the air. The coldness was penetrating, and the sword energy was like frost. This was the real sword energy like frost, visible to the naked eye.

Xuezhai swordsmanship, the Guangling sword school's unique martial arts, and Ji Chen's Yanyang swordsmanship are two extreme attributes.

The scene that was originally like the scorching sun hanging in the sky, in the blink of an eye, entered the cold winter.

Ji Chen also took the opportunity to withdraw from the battlefield.

"Wang Jinsong, you hold on first, I'll clean up a wave of trash before coming."

"Fuck!"

Wang Jinsong cursed, and then he took on Jiang Zuozhi alone. Although it was a bit strenuous, he had to take it hard.

Ji Chen turned and rushed into the jungle, killing the hundreds of black-clad soldiers.

These soldiers were actually arranging formations. Each soldier held a small black flag and ran around the valley, planting flags according to the rules.

The originally clear sky gradually became overcast, and Ji Chen felt a palpitation in his heart. Although he did not understand the formation, he also knew that if they were asked to set up the formation, something bad might happen.

Ji Chen took a step forward, crossed the void, and slashed out with a knife. Three black-clad soldiers were instantly cut in half, and blood spurted out.

He was like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, madly slaughtering the black-clad soldiers in the mountains and forests. He stepped into the air with eight steps, and his body was like a phantom, shuttling through the jungle. When he encountered trees blocking the way, he did not dodge at all and directly crashed into them.

"Bang!"

The trees were directly broken by him.

The sword energy was crisscrossed, and all the black-clad soldiers were chopped in half wherever he passed, and no one was his enemy.

In an instant, the valley was full of corpses, and the small flags planted on the ground were all flattened by him.

At this moment, Ji Chen was like a killer possessed, crushing withering and rotten, and invincible.

These black-clad soldiers were all deadpools trained by Jiang Zuozhi.

Jiang Zuozhi was not an ordinary member of the sect, but a deacon of the branch of the Divine Fire Sect, and he was in the open and the secret with the deacon of the Zhao Mansion.

Ji Chen killed hundreds of deadpools by himself, slashing horizontally and vertically, and with each slash, more than a dozen deadpools were chopped in half.

Finally, these deadpools collapsed after being killed and showed signs of fleeing.

The deadpools were real, but that didn't mean they were really ready to die. Especially in the face of such a one-sided massacre, it was reasonable to collapse.

The battle flag collapsed, and the deadpools fled.

Ji Chen launched a crazy chase. With an extreme speed of eight steps, no one could escape from his sword. He killed one by one, and killed a group by one.

The sword light was like the scorching sun, blooming in every place in the mountains and forests, gorgeous, but extremely dangerous.

Every time the sword light bloomed, it meant that a deadpool was killed.

Ji Chen's figure was like a ray of light, shooting into the valley, leaving a series of phantoms.

"Ji Chen, are you done yet? I can't hold on any longer. This old man is too fierce."

Wang Jinsong's anxious voice rang out. He became more and more frightened as Jiang Zuozhi's attack was too fierce. He gradually fell into a disadvantage and became a little anxious.

"It's almost done. Hold on for a while."

Ji Chen rushed towards the fleeing black-clad soldiers, flew over, and rushed into the crowd like a hawk swooping down on a rabbit.

For a moment, the sword energy rolled, and the blazing sword light swept like a huge wave, flashing a brilliant edge, covering all the black-clad soldiers, and killing them indiscriminately.

Dozens of black-clad soldiers were instantly torn into pieces.

This scene directly shocked everyone.