The bland words of Jianchen listened to the ears of the Zhou's mercenary regiment, and everyone's faces were suddenly changed suddenly. Suddenly, they stared at Jianchen one by one, strong killing and anger.

The intention of revealing in the eyes is not concealed.

And the face full of scars on the face became gloomy, and a face -filled face stared at the sword Chen with a murderous face, whispered, and said angrily: "Boy, just rely on the boy, just rely on the boy, just rely on the boy.

You, not qualified to say this, come, come to me, let this boy who is unknown to the height of height understands that our Zhou mercenary team can not be able to spread the wild. "

With the order of the middle -aged man, the mercenaries who surrounded Jianchen were not hesitant, and they worshiped their Holy soldiers, and countless weapons cut off the sword dust from all directions in all directions.

The corner of Jianchen's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and then his body swayed slightly, and he had disappeared in place. As he disappeared, all the cut weapons also fell.

The speed of the sword dust shuttled in the present, and the light sword pierced out of the surroundings at a lightning speed. Each of his swords pierced it, and he could easily cut one person's throat.

The light sword, these strengths are generally in the stages of the saints and the stages of the Great Saints, and even the time of reaction did not even have the reaction, they were killed by a sword. Among them, there were even many people who did not even know how they died.

of.

Although Jian Chen's lonely played more than a hundred people, but because the absolute strength gap between the two sides was too large, the situation was completely slaughtered.

Force, they could not even capture even the figure of Jian Chen.

Under the speed of killing such a fast killing, one or two people died in a blink of an eye. In the short time, seven or eight people died under his sword.

In this way, only five breaths lasted, more than a hundred people in the Zhou mercenary regiment had almost fifty people lying on the ground.

The middle -aged man with a scar on his face stared blankly at a killing machine like a killing machine, with an incredible face. In this only ten seconds, the sword dust was killed and killed.

Fifty people, such a fast killing speed, scared the middle -aged man.

Jianchen wore a white clothes and continued to move back and forth in the crowd like the clouds flowing. Wherever he was, the people around him fell down and splashed in the air.

During the period of time, the blood that was constantly gathered was stained with blood red.

The ruthless killing was in progress silently. In the field, only the members of the Mercenary Corps of the Zhou family continued to yell, but they did not scream at all, because when they were cut with a throat by a sword dust, they were fundamental.

You ca n’t make a moment, and some people do n’t even feel pain, and they lose their consciousness.

After a dozen breaths, Jianchen finally stopped the ruthless killing. At this moment, I saw that on the open space in the Mansion Courtyard, it was full of corpses.

Before being killed by Jian Chen, the corpses of more than a hundred people were lying on the ground horizontally. Everyone had only a wound on the neck on the body. The bright red blood flowed out of the neck.

The rich blood greasy atmosphere fluttering in the air is abnormally pungent, and it will make people feel vomiting.

Now, only the middle-aged man with scars on his face and a dozen people standing behind him are still alive. All of them have dull faces, and their expressions are full of disbelief and disbelief.

More than a hundred people were slaughtered to death by one person in just a dozen breaths, and this person was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties at most. Such a scene could not be seen with one's own eyes.

What they saw was so unbelievable to them. There were more than a dozen of them who had finished playing and were frightened by the result. They stood there blankly for a while, speechless.

When Jian Chen's plain and slightly indifferent eyes fell on a dozen of them, a cruel smile appeared on his face. The more than a hundred people he had killed before were all those whose strength was only among the saints and the great ones.

People in the saint stage, and the dozen or so people in front of them are the backbone of Zhou's mercenary group, and each of them has the strength of a saint master.

Immediately, Jian Chen stopped talking nonsense, and with a movement of his body, he rushed towards the last dozen or so people at an extremely fast speed. The light wind sword turned into a silver-white light and passed away in a flash, and effortlessly passed away.

Two of them passed through the throats, easily taking away the lives of the two holy masters.

 

;                                                                                                                                                                                                     Now that Jian Chen's strength has advanced to the level of the Great Saint Master, these Saint Masters are as fragile as ants in his eyes, and his fast sword is not something that these Saint Masters can avoid at all.

As for the members of Zhou's mercenary group, Jian Chen did not intend to let go of any of them present. After killing two holy masters like lightning, Jian Chen's light wind sword turned into a silver-white sword shadow again and moved towards the rest of the mercenary group.

Several people enveloped him.

Poof! Poof! Poof!…….

Following the soft sound of the Qingfeng Sword slicing their throats, in the blink of an eye, three more Saint Masters were pierced by the sword.

It was only then that the remaining Saint Masters came to their senses one after another. Their expressions changed drastically. Then they did not dare to hesitate at all. They immediately used all their strength to dodge around crazily, trying to pull away monsters and monsters.

The distance between Jian Chen.

"Stop, stop, you have something to say, stop it quickly." The middle-aged man with the scar on his face hid in the distance in embarrassment and shouted. Now the look on his face can no longer maintain the previous look.

So calm, he was completely taken over by panic.

Jian Chen stopped the ruthless killing, stared at the remaining Saint Masters with flat eyes, and said: "Tell me, where is the leader of your Zhou mercenary group." Jian Chen had learned about Zhou in the restaurant earlier.

The leader of the mercenary group is a master at the level of a great saint.

, and among these people, no one was found to have the strength of the Great Saint Master. Such a situation can only mean that the leader of Zhou's mercenary group is not here, and for the leader of Zhou's mercenary group, Jian Chen

I have already made a killing order in my heart.

The scarred man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, stared at Jian Chen with some fear, and said in a trembling tone: "This little brother, I don't know where our Zhou Mercenary Group offended you, you

We must kill them all like this." At this moment, the scarred man's attitude even changed drastically.

Jian Chen's gaze gradually became sharp as he stared at the scarred man, and he approached the scarred man step by step with a slow pace, saying: "Let me ask you one last time, where is the leader of Zhou's mercenary group?"

Where." Jian Chen ignored the scarred man's question.

Looking at the approaching sword dust, the scar man looked a little nervous and retreated. After hesitant for a moment, he trembled: "Where is the head of the group, I don’t know ..."

After hearing the words, Jian Chen's eyes were cold, and then he no longer gave the scar man a chance to speak. A flashing body came to him, and the light sword turned into a silver -white light towards the scar man's throat.

The scar man's face changed greatly, and his body immediately retreated. At the same time, a giant sword appeared in his hands instantly, trying to block himself, but when his giant sword just raised half of the distance, the light sword was already

Close to his throat, pierced it deeply, and the tip of the sword that was already blood and then broke out from the other end of his neck.

Watching the scar man did not even have the power to fight in the hands of Jianchen. The remaining saints could not help but become pale. They have been scared by the strength of Jianchen.

The courage of war.

"Quickly escape, we go to the head of the regiment. Only the head of the group can deal with him." Among the remaining saints, one of them spent a lot of people drinking, and as soon as the words were finished, we were at the door at the fastest speed.

Run.

"Yes, go to the head of the group ..."

After listening to the rest, they suddenly realized that they were no longer hesitant, and immediately ran towards the outside.

Sword Chen slowly pulled out the light sword with blood from the man's neck, staring at the direction of several people escape, showing a sneer on his face, and then followed a few people to walk behind.

Then, then

It didn't take long for Jianchen to go, in front of the house where the Zhou Mercenary Corps lived, the water was leaked by a group of people. Take a closer look, and it was the group of people who came out of the restaurant.

However, when this group of people saw the scene inside through the broken door, everyone's faces immediately became dull, and their faces were incredible and incredible.

They have been behind Jianchen, from Jianchen into the house of the Mercenary Corps of the Zhou family to the present, but it has only passed dozens of breathing time. However, in such a short period of time, the Zhou Mercenary Corps’s
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