Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 225: The Death of Tianxionglie

Seeing the silence of the seven people on the opposite side, a sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, and he said, "If that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude." As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Chen's arm trembled, and the light wind sword turned into a sky-filled sword. The shadow of the sword enveloped the seven people in front of them.

These seven people were dignified, not daring to be careless, and immediately sacrificed their respective holy soldiers to resist the sword shadows all over the sky.

Jian Chen's sword was very fast, and the frequency of stabbing was also unimaginably fast. In a battle against seven, not only did he not fall into a disadvantage, but he also completely suppressed the seven of them.

The sword qi in the field was vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi that shot out from time to time flew around, piercing through the bodies of the guards of the Tianxiong family surrounding them, and the energy ripples generated by the collision of weapons spread away, smashing the solid stone slab on the ground. They were all crushed to pieces, and the crisp sound of weapons colliding was endless.

In just two breaths, Jian Chen and the seven of them had fought for dozens of rounds like lightning, and at this moment, the faces of the seven of them became more dignified than ever, even though they knew that Jian Chen The speed of Jian Chen's sword is very fast, but after experiencing it for themselves, they can deeply understand how frighteningly fast Jian Chen's sword is.

In this short period of time, two of them were injured because they couldn't dodge in time. If it wasn't for someone nearby who blocked Jian Chen's next attack in time, they might have been attacked by Jian Chen like a storm. If you can't hold on for a few rounds, you will die on the spot.

Seeing that Jian Chen was still so fierce with one against seven, Tianxiong Lie and Tianxiong Daoyun didn't dare to delay at all, and they immediately joined the battle, joined hands with seven people, gathered the strength of nine Great Saint Masters to fight against Jian Chen .

In the distance, the guards of the Tianxiong family also stood far away, staring intently at the wonderful fight scene, the battle between ten Great Saint Masters, and the scene where nine people besieged one person, such a wonderful scene in Wa Small and remote places like Kecheng are rare. Although the sword energy that bursts out from the field from time to time will cause some damage to them, it can't scare them at all.

Jian Chen's figure has turned into a white phantom moving back and forth quickly, while dodging the surrounding attacks, he counterattacked, and the Qingfeng Sword has formed a sword shadow in his hand, moving towards the Nine people stabbed.

"Ding!"

With the crisp tinkling sound of a weapon collision, Jian Chen's light wind sword blocked the holy soldier who was cutting from the front, and at this moment, a gust of bitter wind came from behind, and only heard There was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and the bitter wind pressed on Jian Chen's back, pressing the clothes on his back tightly against his back, and he saw a broad handle exuding the power of a khaki-yellow saint. The giant ax slashed at his back.

However, just when the giant ax exuding the earth-yellow holy power was about to hit Jian Chen, Jian Chen's body swayed slightly, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and his body moved sideways as if in an instant. One step away, just avoided the attack of the giant axe.

At the same time, Jian Chen turned around suddenly, and the Qingfeng Sword exuded fierce sword energy, as if transformed into a poisonous snake, stabbing silently towards the direction the giant ax came from, with a speed as fast as lightning.

Tian Xionglie's face was full of seriousness, and he stared sharply at the long sword that Jian Chen stabbed at. He had obviously learned Jian Chen's lightning-fast swordsmanship, so this time he also acted as if he thought it was enough. preparation.

I saw that the surging earth attribute holy power seemed to form a solid shield, wrapping his whole body inside, and his upper body was also twisted vigorously, facing the side flanks, and at the same time, the giant ax that was just cut out immediately Turning back, he slashed towards the Qingfeng Sword that Jian Chen stabbed at.

The previous ax seemed extremely ferocious, but in fact Tian Xionglie already had some strength left, otherwise, he would not be able to change the attacking route of the weapon so easily.

There was a sneer at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, he looked extremely disdainful for Tian Xionglie's actions, then his eyes became murderous, and the stabbing sword followed Tianxionglie's writhing upper body and changed direction, chasing after him , and the speed unexpectedly skyrocketed by three points again.

Looking at the long sword following all the way, Tianxionglie turned pale in shock, because at this time he suddenly realized that he couldn't get rid of this sword, when the sharp tip of the long sword touched the layer of Tianxionglie's body surface When the shield was completely condensed by the power of the saint, it just paused slightly, but the next moment, this layer of earth attribute shield, which was said to be extremely defensive, shattered, and the light wind sword recovered almost instantly. With the same speed as before, he pierced towards Tian Xionglie's throat like a bamboo shoot.

However, at the moment when Tianxionglie was on the verge of life and death, a scimitar cut across the sky and slashed heavily on the Qingfeng Sword. When the Qingfeng Sword was hit by this blow, the direction that was originally piercing Tianxionglie's throat suddenly disappeared. shifted position.

A few strands of black hair slowly fell from the air, and Tianxionglie's chin's short beard, which was already short, was cut off by Qi Qi.

Tianxionglie's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat. If the scimitar came later, he might not be able to stand here intact at this moment.

Jian Chen's sword was not only very fast, but also very flexible, which greatly exceeded Tian Xionglie's expectations.

At this time, the other seven people also seized the good opportunity when Jian Chen's holy soldiers were chopped off, and shot at the same time with a tacit understanding. The surging holy power intertwined in mid-air, as if forming an invisible big net that imprisoned the surrounding space and blocked all the ways for Jian Chen to retreat.

Jian Chen snorted coldly, and then the Qingfeng Sword in his hand shook suddenly, turning into a blurred sword shadow and stabbing forward, trying his best to break out in Tianxionglie's direction, while attacking the holy soldiers from other directions around him , he turned a blind eye to it.

Facing Jian Chen's all-out attack, the Great Saint Master in front barely managed to block the three swords, but was forced to retreat in embarrassment by Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword, and as soon as this person withdrew, Jian Chen's right foot shot Suddenly staring at the ground, his body rushed forward like a cannonball, and quickly rushed towards Tianxionglie.

Following several sounds of piercing the air, just as Jian Chen's body was ejected, the other six holy weapons slashed from behind, and one of the holy weapons almost brushed the clothes on Jian Chen's back. .

Tian Xionglie had just escaped from danger, but he didn't expect Jian Chen to come so fast, his expression changed drastically again, and then he seemed to know that Jian Chen's next attack would be to stab his own throat, and he immediately crossed the giant ax in his hand In front of him, the wide ax face covered his entire upper body.

But at the next moment, Tianxionglie felt that the shield formed by the holy power spreading outside his body was broken again, and then a huge sense of crisis hit, but this time before Tianxionglie could do anything When he reacted, he felt a faint pain in his throat, and saw that Jian Chen had walked around behind Tianxionglie at some point, and the light wind sword pierced through the back of his neck, directly piercing Tianxionglie's throat. Hole through.

Looking at the blood-stained silver-white long sword that suddenly appeared under his nose, Tian Xionglie's expression suddenly became dull, with an expression of disbelief all over his face.