The Qingfeng Sword seemed to transform into an immortal sword with wisdom. After circled in the air, it flew back to Jianchen's hand.

Jian Chen reached out to take the Qingfeng Sword. At this moment, the silver-white sword of the Qingfeng Sword was covered with bright red blood. Despite this, it still could not cover up the sharpness that belonged to it.

Just as the Qingfeng Sword had just returned to Jian Chen's hand, the blood on the sword flowed quickly as if it had been given life. Finally, they gathered at the tip of the sword to form a little, drop by drop on the ground.

In the mud, in a blink of an eye, the originally blood-stained Sword of Light Wind regained its original style. The shiny and smooth sword body, coupled with the hazy vagueness of the sword body

The silver-white sword light made it emit an extremely dazzling brilliance in a green forest.

Jian Chen's eyes faintly swept the corpse all over the ground, and then he came to the corpse of a Zhou mercenary group with the Qingfeng Sword in his hand. The tip of the Qingfeng Sword was aimed at the space belt around his waist and directly surrounded him.

The belt around his waist was picking up fat and landed on a relatively clean ground not far away.

Then, Jian Chen used his sword to pick up the space belts of the members of the Zhou mercenary group one by one, gathering towards one place, and soon, a small pile of space belts were accumulated.

After collecting the space belts on all members of the Zhou mercenary group, Jian Chen also took back the Qingfeng Sword, then came to the pile of space belts, checked one by one, and connected the magic cores and coins inside.

Take it out and put it on the ground one by one.

Soon, more than 40 space belts were searched by Jian Chen, and a small pile of magic cores and coins were piled up in front of him. There were more than 300 magic cores, almost all of which were one.

There are less than one-tenth of the second-level and third-level magic cores, and there is not a single one.

In the other pile of coins, almost half are copper coins and silver coins, and only a small part of gold coins are about 50. As for amethyst coins, there are less than fifty coins in total. Adding up the coins here is about

There are only about seventy amethyst coins.

Jian Chen did not think too little, and put all the magic cores and all the coins into his space belt, and then left here, leaving only a lot of space belts and corpses all over the ground here, all of the space belts

All the valuable things were taken out by Jian Chen, and the remaining things were all worthless and unusable.

Jian Chen did not stay away from here, but continued to hide in a big tree two kilometers away, waiting for the mercenaries who wanted to capture him. He already knew that there were many mercenaries in the Warcraft Mountains now.

Looking for him so that he could capture him and take him to the Tianxiong family to receive a reward. However, because the Warcraft Mountains are too big and the terrain inside is very complicated, it is difficult for some people who are a hundred meters apart to find each other.

After so long, Jian Chen met pitifully few mercenaries.

In the Mountains of Warcraft, the mercenaries scattered around were gathering in this direction, and the people from the Zhou mercenary group just arrived first.

Soon, Jian Chen, who was hiding on a big tree, found a group of mercenaries passing by him again. There were only a dozen people in this group. In terms of number, they were basically the Zhou mercenary group they had met before.

It's incomparable, but Jian Chen could clearly feel that each of these dozen people had the strength of a saint, and the overall strength was not weaker than that of the Zhou mercenary group.

Just as the team of mercenaries had just walked past the tree where Jian Chen was hiding, suddenly, Jian Chen jumped down from the dense branches, glared hard on the trunk, and his whole body suddenly accelerated and shot towards one of them.

, At the same time, the Qingfeng Sword appeared in his hand, emitting a sharp sword energy and stabbed straight towards the man.

That ten

The reaction of several people was nothing. Just as Jian Chen made a move, they noticed it. However, Jian Chen was very fast. When they turned around, Jian Chen was already very close to them.

The light wind sword in his hand turned into a small silver-white light, which pierced the mercenary's right shoulder before the other party could react.

At the same time, the other dozen people also sacrificed their holy soldiers, and several people who were close to them roared towards Jian Chen's skills, and the few people behind immediately rushed up and tried to surround Jian Chen inside.

Jian Chen pulled out the Qingfeng sword that pierced into the opponent's right shoulder, and then the sword light kept flashing, instantly dancing several swords, blocking the holy soldiers who were chopping over the saints at the same time, and then the silver-white light

The wind sword was like a poisonous snake, stabbing at someone again.

The man hurriedly took out the holy soldiers to block it, but Jian Chen's attack was very fast. He was overwhelmed by just two moves, and finally he was pierced with his right shoulder.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing another person injured, the other mercenaries were furious. The holy soldiers, carrying strong saint power, mercilessly headed towards Jian Chen Gong with all their strength.

Jian Chen retreated slowly, and his body skillfully retreated for more than ten meters. As he retreated, the attacks on the opposite side were also gone, and finally several holy soldiers attacked hard with strong holy power.

Hit the ground and smashed a big pit one meter deep.

Jian Chen held a sword in his right hand, pointed the tip of the sword diagonally on the ground, staring at the dozen mercenaries opposite him calmly.

"You dare to play sneak attack with me, you bastard is impatient."

A burly man cursed rudely, then raised his hands-on giant sword in his hand and rushed towards Jian Chen.

"Bantu!" Just as the big man rushed for a few steps, he was stopped by a middle-aged man with a strong face.

The big man turned his head and stared at the middle-aged man who stopped him with anger, shouting: "Mu Jian, don't stop me, haven't you seen that Hado and Erke were injured by this bastard?"

The middle-aged man who was called Mu Jian shook his head gently, then ignored the big man, turned his eyes to Jian Chen, and said in a deep voice: "This friend, I don't know why you suddenly attacked us."

"You are here to capture a man named Jian Chen." Jian Chen said in a faint tone.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man named Mu Jian suddenly fell on the light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand. Then he seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you Jian Chen?"

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"Yes, I'm Jian Chen!" Jian Chen showed a smile on his face, but this smile seemed a bit evil no matter how you look at it.

Hearing this, more than a dozen mercenaries looked at each other, and many people showed an excited look in their eyes. Unexpectedly, Jian Chen, whom they were looking for, would appear here. If he was captured at this time, then this

Isn’t Wan Zi Crystal Coin theirs? However, the middle-aged man named Mu Jian could not see any happy expression on his face, but instead felt a little solemn.

"So you are Jian Chen, this is really too..."

"shut up!"

Immediately, a mercenary couldn't help laughing excitedly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Jian. He turned his head and kicked the mercenary hard, then looked at him.
Chapter completed!