The light wind sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, directly breaking through the middle-aged man's holy power to form a shock wave. However, when the sword was thrust out, it was a minute slower than before. Then when the light wind sword stabbed the middle-aged man,

When the weak shield in front of him was completely formed by the power of the Holy Spirit, the sword tip paused slightly, but then the light wind sword broke through the shield's defense.

He continued to stab the middle-aged man. The two defenses formed by the middle-aged man only resisted him for a breath before they shattered. Even so, it also bought him enough time. When the breeze

When the sword broke through two obstacles, the middle-aged man used the power of the wind-attributed saint to move at a speed far beyond that of ordinary people and had retreated several meters away.

The middle-aged man stood a few meters away, staring at Jian Chen who had put away his sword and stood on the opposite side. His face had become serious, and he said in a deep voice: "It's so fast."

Jian Chen stared at the middle-aged man with a dull gaze, silently, but in his heart he felt very regretful. The sword strike just now was already the limit of his strength, and the speed was also what he could achieve now.

At the fastest speed, even his full blow was dodged by the middle-aged man.

Well, it is already very difficult for Jian Chen to kill the middle-aged man behind him. After all, the middle-aged man himself is much stronger than him, and he is also an enemy who possesses the power of a wind attribute saint and is good at speed.

, it can be said that now Jian Chen has completely lost his advantage when facing the middle-aged man.

No matter how exquisite his swordsmanship is, if there is no speed that is so fast that people cannot reflect, it will be of no use. Moreover, under the circumstances of great disparity in strength, Jian Chen does not dare to engage in a head-on battle with the middle-aged man.

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"Your strength should have reached the Saint Master stage, right?" Jian Chen asked while staring at the middle-aged man opposite him calmly.

The middle-aged man did not hide anything, and said: "Yes, my strength has indeed reached the stage of an intermediate holy master." After saying this, the middle-aged man paused for a moment, stared at Jian Chen with a strange light, and asked:

"Your strength is not strong, and the holy power is not of the wind attribute, but the speed of the sword just now was so fast that even I almost couldn't dodge it. I don't know how you have such a fast speed." The middle-aged man said in a tone of voice.

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Full of curiosity, he really wants to know the answer in his heart now. For him who has the power of the wind attribute saint, they will not care if he is overtaken by others in other places, but if he exceeds them in speed, then

It was difficult for them to let go, especially since the person who surpassed him in speed was weaker than him and was not a saint with the wind attribute. This made the middle-aged man curious.

"Sorry, I have no comment on this issue." Jian Chen's tone was very calm.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "If you tell me what method you used to increase your speed, I can let you go today. Otherwise, huh, do you really think you can just rely on that little speed?"

Is he my opponent?"

"If I am your opponent, you can try it." Facing the middle-aged man's threat, Jian Chen was not afraid at all. Instead, he exuded a high fighting spirit, and the light sword in his hand was already stained red with blood.

The wind sword exudes a hazy sword light that wraps around the entire sword body.

The middle-aged man stared at Jian Chen, the light in his eyes flickering. In his heart, he still had some scruples about Jian Chen's extremely fast sword just now, because the speed of Jian Chen's sword just now was so fast that even he couldn't

It is difficult to achieve. Although he possesses the power of the wind attribute saint and has an innate advantage in speed, he

However, he was unable to perform an attack as fast as Jian Chen. In order to dodge the extremely fast sword, he had already tried his best. If he had been a step slower, the middle-aged man would have no doubt that his heart would have been stabbed.

He wore it, so now the middle-aged man already has some fear towards Jian Chen.

Moreover, when the middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen's energetic and calm expression, he could not deduce how many times Jian Chen could perform such fast attacks. If Jian Chen could carry out endless attacks at the same speed, then

It was also a very difficult thing for him to deal with.

Seeing that the middle-aged man did not attack, Jian Chen was also happy to be at ease. He was just swaying against the middle-aged man. Jian Chen knew very well that if he was not slower than himself, it would be almost impossible for him to kill the middle-aged man.

It's impossible. Now he can only hold the middle-aged man back and prevent him from killing the weak mercenaries. When the masters of the mercenary group return, he will directly leave the middle-aged man to them.

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The fighting in the field did not stop because of the confrontation between Jian Chen and the two men. The shouts of killing continued, and more and more bodies of mercenaries and bandits fell on the ground. The ground was completely stained red with blood.

, even in some uneven places, blood has gathered into small puddles.

The bandits are still fighting hard, and those who can survive to the end are either the smart ones or the ones with outstanding strength. Now, the number of mercenaries and bandits is still maintained at a relatively balanced stage.

After the middle-aged man faced off with Jian Chen for a moment, he finally took action again. The Daguan Dao in his hand was emitting a light cyan light, and it seemed to be a bright light under the dark night sky.

Obviously, holding a large sword that was more than two meters long, the middle-aged man rushed towards Jian Chen again.

Looking at the middle-aged man rushing towards him, a sharp look flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and his right hand holding the light wind sword tightened by three points, and then he raised the sword and took the initiative to meet him.

The middle-aged man raised the Daguan Dao emitting light cyan light high and slashed it directly towards Jian Chen's head, very quickly.

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nbsp; Faced with the attack of a powerful mid-level Saint Master, Jian Chen did not intend to block it head-on. He directly dodged it with dexterous movement and then fought back.

But just when Jian Chen's sword was thrust out, the machete struck by the middle-aged man suddenly changed direction in mid-air, with a whistling broken air body, accompanied by a gust of breeze, towards Jian Chen

The light wind sword came and slashed.

Jian Chen's expression changed slightly, and he immediately retracted the thrust of the Light Wind Sword, never making a head-on collision with the middle-aged man's Daguan Sword.

Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword is his natal holy weapon. His wealth and life are linked to this seemingly weak Light Wind Sword. If the Light Wind Sword is damaged, it will cause certain damage to Jian Chen himself.

Injury, and if the Light Wind Sword is broken, Jian Chen will not only lose his martial arts, but even his life will be threatened.

In Tianyuan Continent, there are many examples of the death of the master due to the shattering of holy weapons, which happens almost everywhere. However, although the holy weapons are condensed from the power of the holy within the body, once they are summoned outside the body, they will become

It is extremely hard and will continue to get stronger as the master's strength increases. Unless the difference in strength is too huge, the holy weapon is generally not easily destroyed.

The middle-aged man's current strength has reached the level of an intermediate Saint Master, which is two levels higher than Jian Chen. Although Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword and the middle-aged man's Daguan Dao collide together, they may not be able to give him a blow.

His light wind sword caused too much damage, but the strong counterattack force would still make Jian Chen unable to bear it, so Jian Chen would not be able to have a head-on confrontation with the middle-aged man anyway, because the only one who would suffer would be

himself.

Dodging the middle-aged man's blow again, the middle-aged man suddenly revealed a slight flaw in his defense. Jian Chen's eyes flashed, he seized this hard-won opportunity, and then went all out, his body was like a ghost.

He quietly came to the middle-aged man's back. The light wind sword in his hand burst out with a sharp sword energy, turning into a blood-red light and shooting towards the middle-aged man's back.

The sword stabbed through the air, making a small sharp sound. In front of this sword, it seemed that the air was cut, and the speed reached the extreme. In an instant, it was close to the middle-aged man's back, and right there

Before the tip of the sword completely came into contact with the middle-aged man's back, the sword energy that was constantly breathing out from the tip of the sword cut through the clothes on the middle-aged man's back and pierced the skin.

Feeling the severe pain coming from his back, the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, but he did not show much panic. He had already been prepared for Jian Chen's extremely fast sword, and then the powerful holy power struck again.

Once it spurted out from the body, it instantly condensed into an energy barrier with strong defensive power on the back, blocking the sword's power.

At the same time, the middle-aged man's whole body was filled with light cyan light. At this moment, he had increased his speed to the extreme, leaving a phantom on the spot, just as the tip of Jian Chen's light wind sword was about to stab.

When it entered his back, the middle-aged man had already moved half a meter sideways, out of the attack range of the light wind sword.

The middle-aged man guessed in his heart that Jian Chen must have tried his best to thrust out the sword so quickly. At this moment, his defense had weakened to the lowest level. Therefore, the middle-aged man also seized this rare opportunity to dodge the sword.

Immediately after Chen's sword strike, he raised his Daguan Dao high.

The light cyan light that kept flashing on the awn gradually turned into a dazzling light under the dark night. Then the Daguandao left a brilliant cyan light in the air and slashed at Jian Chen at an extremely fast speed.

Come on, this knife is already a full-strength blow from the middle-aged man.

After several fights with Jian Chen, the middle-aged man has deeply realized how difficult Jian Chen is. Jian Chen's rich combat experience allows him to not leave a single flaw every time he fights with him.

Whether it is attacking or dodging, the coordination and transformation between moves are all

It seemed to be flawless, leaving him with no chance to take advantage of it, and this time with Jian Chen's full-strength sword, with insufficient defensive strength, it might be his only chance to inflict heavy damage on Jian Chen, so for

The middle-aged man did not hold back at all from this blow.

The Daguan sword passed through the air at an extremely fast speed. If someone with weaker strength was in front of this sword, they would not even have time to react.

"Wow!"

As a sound exploded, the Daguan Dao, which was wrapped in a layer of light cyan light, was chopped off from Jian Chen's head without any hindrance, and passed through his body. In the end, the sword's power was not reduced at all.

Hit the ground hard.

With a roar, the Daguan Dao, which contained the power of the middle-aged man's full blow, sank deeply into the soil on the ground. The powerful holy power on the knife blasted out the surrounding soil.

A large pit with a diameter of 1 meter, with flying dust, directly annihilated Jian Chen's figure in it.

However, the middle-aged man's face did not show the slightest expression of happiness. Instead, his expression became extremely solemn.

"Afterimage!" The middle-aged man exclaimed secretly in his heart. However, just when this idea came into his mind, a strong sense of crisis spread throughout the middle-aged man's heart. The middle-aged man did not hesitate at all.

The body leaned to the side with almost all the strength of a conditioned reflex. At the same time, the Daguan sword in his hand was immediately pulled out from the soil and slashed behind him without even looking.

"bite!"

As a crisp sound sounded, the middle-aged man's Daguan Dao collided with a weak long sword that suddenly appeared and was covered in blood.

The moment the long sword collided with the Daguan Dao, the face of Jian Chen who was holding the long sword suddenly changed. He immediately became a little pale, and his chest rose and fell violently a few times, and then he immediately put away the sword and quickly retreated.
Chapter completed!