Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 154 Killing the Great Saint Master (1)

Jian Chen took a deep breath. Although he had already guessed that there would be a great chance that there would be a master of the Great Saint Master level who would not be able to bear the temptation of the ten thousand amethyst coins to deal with him, but he did not expect such a situation. I was met by myself soon. However, in Jian Chen's heart, there was no look of fear at all. Although his current strength cannot be said to be able to defeat a master of the Great Saint Master level, he still has some confidence in self-protection.

At the same time, Jian Chen was secretly rejoicing. Fortunately, he had the foresight to raise his own strength from the Great Saint to the Saint Master stage. Otherwise, he would face the masters of the Great Saint Master class according to his original strength. The only option is to escape.

Facing a Great Saint Master, although Jian Chen felt a great pressure, he quickly calmed down, quietly staring at the opposite old man with a pair of plain eyes without any emotional fluctuations, and said : "Old man, did you come to arrest me because of the temptation of this ten thousand amethyst coins?"

"Little baby asks knowingly, old man, I don't talk nonsense with you, you should follow me obediently, or let me old man do it yourself, but you have to understand, old man, I am not as easy to deal with as the dozen or so holy masters before. .” The old man looked at Jian Chen with a relaxed face, and he didn’t pay attention to Jian Chen at all.

Jian Chen snorted coldly, and then the Light Wind Sword slowly emerged from his right hand with a shining silver light. Jian Chen held the sword in his right hand, pointed the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground, and said proudly: "It's never my Jian Chen's style to do things without hand, Mr. Sir, let me show you your brilliant moves." As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, Jian Chen turned into a ghost, leaving behind afterimages, and rushed towards the old man at a very fast speed, within a short distance of twenty meters It passed by in the blink of an eye, and the light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand was wrapped in a layer of hazy sword light, turning into a silvery white light and piercing towards the old man's throat.

The indifferent expression on the old man's expression disappeared in an instant, and he became a little dignified. The powerful holy power surged out from the palm of his hand, instantly forming a one-foot-long dagger, which shone with a compelling light. Han Mang greeted Qingfeng Sword.

The light wind sword and the dagger in the old man's hand collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound, and then a strong aftermath of holy power centered on the two weapons, forming circles of energy ripples visible to the naked eye and spreading around. Go, when affected by this energy ripple, many weeds in the surrounding area will be broken inch by inch. When the ripple formed by this holy power reaches the ground, the soft soil on the ground will be pressed down a little. .

A slight muffled hum came from Jian Chen's throat, and then Jian Chen couldn't help but retreated a few meters away. Every step left a deep footprint on the ground.

"The strength of the Great Saint Master is indeed very strong. I didn't expect that my strength has reached the stage of a Saint Master, and there is still such a big gap between me and the Great Saint Master." Jian Chen secretly said in his heart. downwind. After all, this time it was completely stiffened with the strength of the holy power. With the strength of Jian Chen who will be promoted to a holy master, how could he be the opponent of the old man.

However, there was a hint of joy in Jian Chen's heart. From the head-on collision with the old man this time, he realized more clearly how big the gap between his current strength and the Great Saint Master was, which calmed him down. Quite a lot.

On the other hand, the old man on the opposite side had a more dignified expression on his face, staring at Jian Chen with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Little baby is not easy, it seems that if I want to catch you, the old man will have to spend a lot of time!" It takes a lot of effort."

A sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, and he said: "I'm afraid that even if you try your best, it's impossible to capture me."

A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, he said with a sneer, "Little baby is really good at talking big, let the old man meet you today and see how capable you are."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in the old man's hand suddenly burst out with a strong holy power, submerging the entire dagger in it, and then the old man's figure flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of Jian Chen in a very strange way. Cutting through the air with surging holy power, he stabbed straight at Jian Chen's heart.

Facing a Great Saint Master, Jian Chen didn't dare to take it lightly. The holy power in his body was running at full strength, and all of it was gathered on the Qingfeng Sword. With the sudden swing of his right arm, the Qingfeng Sword always left a blur in mid-air. The sword shadow ruthlessly collided with the dagger stabbed by the old man.

Immediately, an aftermath of energy that was stronger than before erupted, and it seemed to rage in all directions. The soil on the ground was flying, and the smoke and dust filled the sky. The aftermath of the strong holy power smashed some weeds around, countless Plant powder is flying in mid-air.

After one blow, Jian Chen took a few steps back uncontrollably again, but the old man had nothing to do, he pursued Jian Chen closely, his body swayed slightly, and came to him at a very fast speed. In front of Jian Chen, the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Jian Chen's heart again.

Jian Chen twisted his body slightly, the dagger almost brushed against his clothes and stabbed in the past. Immediately, the Qingfeng Sword suddenly turned into a sword shadow and enveloped the old man. More than ten swords were stabbed out at a high speed, and each sword was very accurately pointed at the vital points of the old man's body.

The old man retracted the dagger like lightning, and the one-foot-long dagger was swung by him into an afterimage, resisting Jian Chen's attacking sword move.

"Ding ding ding..."

With the sound of dense weapons colliding, the light wind sword and the dagger in the old man's hand had collided more than ten times in just a short moment, and the dense sound seemed to be connected into a line.

Afterwards, the old man backed away in some embarrassment. At this moment, the gray shirt he was wearing was no longer as intact as before. There were several cracks on the chest, but no blood flowed out. Behind him, a few strands of hair slowly fell to the ground. Looking carefully, the slightly messy hair behind the old man was already shorter than before.

On the other side, Jian Chen didn't look much better than the old man. Although he didn't suffer any damage, his face was morbidly pale.

Looking at the few cracks on his clothes, the old man's face became a little gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't blame me for being cruel."

Jian Chen smiled coldly, "Many saint masters have died under my sword, but no great saint master has ever died under my Qingfeng sword. Today, you will be the first."

"Arrogance!" The old man was furious, and he stopped talking nonsense, and then rushed towards Jian Chen.