Volume II, Chapter 94, All Annihilation

Chapter 94: All Annihilation

Avoiding the giant sword seen from behind by the middle-aged man, Jian Chen came to those mercenaries who possessed the strength of a great saint in a blink of an eye, and the light wind sword in his hand stabbed out one after another at a speed as fast as lightning. At the same time, those mercenaries also raised their holy weapons and slashed at Jian Chen.

"Ding ding ding!"

The sound of dense weapon collisions sounded, and in just a short moment, Jian Chen stabbed more than ten swords at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. , Jian Chen did not hesitate at all, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand exuded a hazy sword light, and while those mercenaries were trying their best to control the holy soldier in his hand, the Qingfeng Sword turned into several silver streaks again. White lightning flashed out.

"Puff puff!"

In just a short moment, Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword thrust out three swords, and each sword accurately hit the throat of a mercenary. The bodies of the three mercenaries froze immediately, and then blood flowed from their throats. Coming out, their necks were dyed red in the blink of an eye, and their bodies also slowly fell down.

At this moment, a sharp piercing sound came from the side mixed with sharp energy. Feeling the sudden sharp energy, Jian Chen immediately turned around and moved two meters to the side. When Jian Chen hadn't stabilized his figure, another fierce gust of wind rushed towards him, and it came to Jian Chen's face in the blink of an eye.

Jian Chen's face remained unchanged, and the light wind sword in his hand was immediately placed across from him.

"clang!"

A huge sword ruthlessly hit Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword in front of him. The terrifying force from the huge sword caused Jian Chen's body to fly backward several meters uncontrollably.

"Whoosh!"

At the same time that Jian Chen's body was flying backwards, a Zhang Xu long silver-white spear followed immediately, piercing towards Jian Chen's heart with an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air.

Sensing the powerful holy power contained in the silver-white spear, Jian Chen couldn't help but become serious. The second person in this group of mercenaries with the strength of a holy master finally made a move.

Jian Chen stepped hard on the ground, and after stepping on a deep footprint on the ground, he forcibly stopped his retreating figure, and then his right arm shook suddenly, and the light wind sword with two fingers was not afraid to meet The silver-white spear shot straight out.

"Ding!"

The tip of the Qingfeng Sword and the tip of the long spear accurately collided in mid-air. Seeing this, Jian Chen's eyes flashed coldly, and then a sharp sword energy shot out from the Qingfeng Sword, directly following the silver-white long spear. Pass it to the young man in his thirties.

Sensing Jian Chen's intention, the young man showed a sneer of disdain, and then the huge holy power that belongs to the holy master gushed out of his body like a flood, and rushed towards the light wind sword along the barrel of the gun , and Jian Chen's sharp sword energy that flowed into the barrel of the gun was immediately blocked from advancing, and then quickly became weaker under the washing of the young man's huge holy power like a galloping wild horse.

The sharp light in Jian Chen's eyes flickered away, and he seemed to be competing with the young man, and then an even stronger and sharper sword energy surged out from the Qingfeng Sword, and moved towards the young man's huge body without any fear. The power of the saint slammed away.

"boom!"

When Jian Chen's unique sword energy collided with the young man's holy power, a deep roar erupted immediately, and then a violent energy centered on the junction of the two holy soldiers and raged towards the surroundings. go.

Both Jian Chen and the young man's bodies were continuously backed away by the powerful counter-shock force. Every time the young man took a step back, he would leave a deep footprint in the soil on the ground, while Jian Chen His body looked extremely light, his toes touched the ground, his body swayed from side to side, and quickly unloaded the force of pushing back from his body.

However, just as Jian Chen stabilized his figure, a violent energy came from behind, approaching his body in the blink of an eye.

Jian Chen's face changed slightly. The fight with the young man holding a spear just now had caused him a lot of consumption. Now it is the time when his strength is weak, and he is unable to mobilize enough holy power to resist the attack from the holy man behind him. The master's powerful attack, in a hurry, Jian Chen rolled on the spot to dodge, even so, but on his back, he was also cut by the giant sword with a deep bone wound.

"Drink!" The middle-aged man holding the huge sword took power and slashed at Jian Chen again.

Feeling the burning pain coming from behind, Jian Chen clenched his teeth, slapped the ground with his left hand, and his whole body immediately spun up from the ground, then turned slightly to one side, avoiding the huge crowd of middle-aged man looking at him by a slight margin. The sword, and the light wind sword in his hand, turned into a bolt of lightning, stabbing at the middle-aged man at an extremely fast speed.

The middle-aged man was shocked, but he had just shot out the holy weapon in his hand, and it was too late to take it back at this critical moment. In desperation, the middle-aged man tilted his head slightly, narrowly dodging the knife that pierced his throat. Although he escaped the fatal blow with this sword, there was still a shallow bloodstain cut by Qingfeng Sword on his neck.

A sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, and then he turned his wrist, Qingfeng Sword followed the middle-aged man closely, and finally cut across his neck before the middle-aged man could react.

As the silver-white light flashed from the middle-aged man's neck, the middle-aged man's body became rigid, and hot blood gushed out of his neck.

"You...you..." The middle-aged man stared wide-eyed, looking at Jian Chen in disbelief, he raised his hand with difficulty, and accused Jian Chen with trembling fingers, as if he wanted to say something, but the wound on his neck was a pity Blocking the words in his stomach, he didn't say anything in the end, and lay down straight.

Looking at the middle-aged man who fell to the ground, the expressions of the rest of the mercenaries all changed drastically. Some even looked at Jian Chen with a rare look of fear.

After killing the middle-aged man, Jian Chen didn't give the group of mercenaries any time to breathe. Holding the Light Wind Sword, he charged at the remaining mercenaries again.

Looking at Jian Chen, the only remaining young man in this group of mercenaries who has the strength of a saint immediately stood in front of Jian Chen, and the silver-white long spear in his hand turned into many phantoms to attack Jian Chen. with.

As for the other mercenaries who only had the strength of a great saint, after seeing all the middle-aged men with the strength of a saint die under Jian Chen's sword, they all frightened and did not dare to step forward, and retreated in their hearts. Mind you, if it wasn't for another young man with the power of a holy master, I'm afraid they would have fled here long ago.

"Ding ding ding..."

The sound of dense collisions echoed in the quiet forest. Jian Chen and the young man fought for more than ten rounds like lightning in just a short moment. The speed that overwhelmed the young man firmly gained the upper hand, and in the blink of an eye, the young man was forced to resist.

Because Jian Chen's sword is really too fast, the fast young people don't dare to attack at all, they can only resist passively, otherwise, the light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand may have pierced him when his attack was just halfway through. on him.

Moreover, in the face of Jian Chen's fight that bullied his body, the Zhang Xu long spear in the young man's hand could not fully exert its due power, and he always felt like he was restrained when fighting.

After his strength has been promoted to the stage of the great saint, Jian Chen's combat power has also increased several times compared to before. Now, relying on his own advantages, he is completely able to compete head-on with the saint master who is stronger than him by the first rank.

After more than ten rounds of lightning-like fights, Jian Chen and the young man holding the spear separated again, but the young man looked much more embarrassed now. His clothes were completely torn, and there were still a few scars on his body. Deep bone wounds can be seen, and there is an extremely shallow sword mark on his neck, which just cut through a layer of skin on his neck.

On the other hand, Jian Chen, except for a bloody wound on his back, didn't seem to have changed much, but his face turned slightly pale.

Staring at Jian Chen on the opposite side with an incomparably solemn expression, the young man shouted loudly: "The enemy is too strong, I will stop him, everyone escape quickly." After the previous confrontation, the young man also knew Jian Chen's tricky hands , I knew in my heart that I might not be able to leave here today, so I immediately made the worst decision.

He was clear in his heart, knowing that he and others knew about the gold-threaded silver-threaded snake. In order to keep this secret, Jian Chen would definitely kill him and not let anyone leave here alive so as to spread the news. If it's his thing, he'll do it too.

This is the rule of survival on Tianyuan Continent. Everything is based on strength. Whoever has the biggest fist can have the last laugh.

Hearing the young man's words, the remaining few mercenaries were shocked, and immediately fled here at the fastest speed, fleeing from all directions.

Looking at the group of mercenaries fleeing in all directions, Jian Chen's face suddenly darkened, and then he held the sword and killed the young man again.

"Ah!" The young man shouted, and he faced Jian Chen without any fear. With the speed Jian Chen showed, he knew that it would be difficult for him to escape from here today. Instead of doing this, he might as well leave this life for those The fleeing mercenaries bought time, and once they leaked the matter about the silver thread snake, there would always be someone who would avenge him.

"Ding!"

The Qingfeng Sword and Zhang Xu's long spear collided in mid-air, shooting out some dazzling sparks, and then the long spear was under the control of the young man, and he habitually picked up the long sword. Suddenly, the Qingfeng Sword in Jian Chen's hand was caught The long spear flew high into the air.

Seeing this, the young man was slightly taken aback, but then there was a trace of ecstasy in his eyes, and he immediately controlled the long spear and drove in, stabbing towards Jian Chen's throat.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, powerful holy power instantly filled his palms, and then his palms turned into phantoms and swung out, tightly grasping the barrel of the spear.

At the same time, the Qingfeng Sword that was still rising towards the sky suddenly paused, and then a layer of sharper and stronger sword energy suddenly appeared around the sword body, covering the Qingfeng Sword in it, and only the silver-white The light flashed away, and the light wind sword in the sky pierced the sky at an extremely fast speed, passed through the throat of the young man with a piercing scream, and finally disappeared into a forest behind him.

"what!"

"what!"

At the same time, several screams came from the surrounding woods.

Controlling the sword with God, Jian Chen's life-saving stunt, until the last moment, he will never display it lightly.