Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 75: Fierce Fighting Saint Master

The Qingfeng Sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, directly breaking through the holy power in the middle-aged man's body to form a shock wave. Even so, when the speed of this sword was stabbed, it was a bit slower than before, and then when the Qingfeng Sword pierced the middle-aged man's body When the weak shield formed entirely by the power of the saint was on the front, the tip of the sword paused slightly, but then the Qingfeng sword broke through the defense of the shield and continued to stab the middle-aged man. The two defenses formed by the middle-aged man were only broken in less than a breath of time for him to resist. Although this is the case, they also bought enough time for him. When the light wind sword broke through the obstacles twice, the middle-aged With the help of the power of the wind attribute saint, the man's speed far exceeds that of ordinary people, and he has retreated to several meters away.

The middle-aged man stood a few meters away, staring fixedly at Jian Chen who had already put his sword away, his face became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "What a fast speed."

Jian Chen stared at the middle-aged man indifferently, but he felt very regretful in his heart. The sword just now was the limit of his current strength, and that speed was also what he could achieve now. With the fastest speed, the middle-aged man dodged all his blows with all his strength. It would be very difficult for Jian Chen to kill the middle-aged man in the future. After all, the middle-aged man is stronger than him. There are many, and he is also an enemy who has the power of the wind attribute and is good at speed. It can be said that Jian Chen has completely lost his advantage in the face of the middle-aged man.

No matter how exquisite his swordsmanship is, if there is no speed that makes people unable to reflect, it will be of no avail. Moreover, in the case of a huge difference in strength, Jian Chen does not dare to fight head-to-head with the middle-aged man .

"Your strength should have reached the stage of a Saint Master." Jian Chen asked, staring at the middle-aged man across from him calmly.

The middle-aged man did not hide anything, and said: "That's right, my strength has indeed reached the stage of an intermediate saint teacher." After saying this, the middle-aged man paused for a while, staring at Jian Chen with a strange light in his eyes, and asked: "Your strength is not strong, and the power of the saint is not of the wind attribute, but the speed of the sword just now is so fast that even I can hardly dodge it. I don't know how you have such a fast speed." The tone of the middle-aged man He is full of curiosity, and now he really wants to know the answer in his heart. For him who has mastered the power of the wind attribute saint, if he is surpassed in other places, they will not care, but if he surpasses them in speed, Then it would be difficult for them to let go, especially if the person who surpassed him in speed was weaker than him, and he was not a wind-attribute saint, this made the middle-aged man curious.

"Sorry, I have nothing to say about this question." Jian Chen's tone was very flat.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly; "If you tell me what method you used to increase your speed, I can let you go today, otherwise, hmph, do you really think that you can rely on that little speed to increase your speed?" Is it my opponent?"

"Is it your opponent, you can come and try." Facing the threat of the middle-aged man, Jian Chen was not afraid at all, but exuded a high fighting spirit, and the young man who was in his hands, already stained red with blood The wind sword exudes a layer of hazy sword light that wraps around the entire sword body.

The middle-aged man stared at Jian Chen, the light in his eyes was 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 help it. It's hard to achieve, even though he has the wind attribute saint power and has an innate advantage in speed, but he can't unleash a fast attack like Jian Chen, just now in order to avoid the sword that was approaching the limit, he He had already gone all out, if he was a step slower, the middle-aged man would have no doubt that his heart might have been pierced, so now, in the heart of the middle-aged man, he already had some fears towards Jian Chen.

Moreover, the middle-aged man could not deduce how many times Jian Chen could unleash such a fast attack when he saw Jian Chen's energetic and unchanging face. If Jian Chen could carry out continuous and endless attacks at the same speed, then It is also very difficult for him to deal with it.

Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't attack, Jian Chen was also happy to be at ease, so he shook and confronted the middle-aged man like this, Jian Chen knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to kill the middle-aged man at the same speed as himself, it would be almost impossible. Impossible, now he can only hold back the middle-aged man, so that the middle-aged man will not kill those weak mercenaries, and wait for the masters in the mercenary group to return, directly leave the middle-aged man to them .

The fighting in the arena didn't stop because of the confrontation between Jian Chen and the two, the shouts of killing continued, and more and more corpses of mercenaries and robbers fell on the ground, the ground was completely stained red with blood , and 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 those with a shrewd mind or some outstanding ones with outstanding strength. Now, the number of mercenaries and bandits is still at a relatively balanced stage.

After confronting Jian Chen for a while, the middle-aged man finally made another move. The Daguan Dao in his hand exuded a light blue light, like a bright light in the dark night sky. Apparently, the middle-aged man rushed towards Jian Chen again holding a two-meter-long Daguan knife.

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

The middle-aged man raised the Daguan Dao exuding a light blue light, and slashed at Jian Chen's head very fast.

Facing the attack of a mid-level saint master, Jian Chen didn't intend to take it head-on, and directly dodged it with his dexterous body skills, and then counterattacked.

But just as Jian Chen's sword stabbed out, the middle-aged man's machete unexpectedly changed its direction abruptly in mid-air. The light wind sword came.

Jian Chen's face changed slightly, and he immediately withdrew the Qingfeng sword that was stabbed out, and never confronted the middle-aged man's Daguan knife head-on.

Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword is his natal holy weapon, and his wealth and life are all connected with this seemingly weak Qingfeng Sword. If the Qingfeng Sword is damaged, it will cause certain damage to Jian Chen himself. If the light wind sword is broken, Jian Chen will not only lose his martial arts, but even his life will be threatened.

In the Tianyuan Continent, there are many examples of the death of the master due to the shattering of the holy weapon, almost everywhere. However, although the holy weapon is condensed from the holy power in the body, once it is summoned out of the body, it will become It is extremely hard, and it will continue to become stronger with the improvement of the master's strength. Unless the difference in strength is too huge, otherwise, holy soldiers are generally not easy to be destroyed.

The middle-aged man's current strength has reached the level of an intermediate saint master, which is two stages higher than Jian Chen. His light wind sword caused too much damage, but the strong counter-shock force would still make Jian Chen overwhelmed, so it was impossible for Jian Chen to go head-to-head with the middle-aged man anyway, because the only ones who would suffer would be he himself.

Dodging the middle-aged man's blow again, the middle-aged man suddenly revealed a slight flaw in the defense, Jian Chen's eyes flashed, he seized this hard-won opportunity, and immediately did it with all his strength, his body was like a ghost. Silently, he came behind the middle-aged man, and the light wind sword in his hand shot out a sharp sword energy, which turned into a blood-red light, and stabbed towards the middle-aged man's back. The sharp sound, in front of this sword, seemed to have cut through the air, and the speed was so fast that it approached the middle-aged man's back in an instant, before the tip of the sword fully touched the middle-aged man's back. At that time, the sword energy that was constantly pumping out at the tip of the sword cut through the clothes on the back of the middle-aged man and pierced the skin.

Feeling the sharp pain from his back, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, but he didn't show much panic. He was already prepared for Jian Chen's extremely fast sword, and then the powerful holy power came again. It spewed out from the body once, and instantly condensed into an energy shield with strong defense to block the sword on the back. At the same time, the light blue light shot up all over the middle-aged man's body. At this moment, he had put his The speed increased to the extreme, leaving a phantom on the spot. Just when Jian Chen's light wind sword was about to pierce his back, the middle-aged man had already moved half a meter away from the light wind. The attack range of the 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 own defense has been weakened to the lowest level. Therefore, the middle-aged man also seized this very rare opportunity and dodged the sword. After Chen's sword strike, he immediately raised the Daguan Dao in his hand, the light blue light that was constantly flashing on the blade had gradually turned into a dazzling bright light under the dark night, and then the Daguan Dao left a trail in the air. The brilliant cyan light had already slashed towards Jian Chen at an extremely fast speed, and this knife was already a blow from the middle-aged man with all his strength.

After several fights with Jian Chen, the middle-aged man has already deeply realized how tough Jian Chen is. Jian Chen's rich combat experience has made him never leave a single flaw in every fight. Whether it's attacking or dodging, the coordination and transformation between the moves seem to be seamless, leaving him nowhere to take advantage of. This time, with Jian Chen's full-strength sword, in the case of insufficient defensive power, perhaps he The only chance to give Jian Chen a serious injury, so, for this blow, the middle-aged man did not hold back at all.

The Daguan Dao flew through the air at an extremely fast speed, and those who were weaker would not even have time to react in front of the Dao.

"Wow!"

With a loud sound, the Daguan Dao, which was surrounded by a layer of light blue light, cut off Jian Chen's head without any hindrance, and passed through his body. It hit the ground hard.

With a roar, the Daguan Dao, which contained the power of a middle-aged man's full blow, sank deeply into the soil on the ground, and the powerful holy power on the blade blasted out the surrounding soil one by one. The huge pit with a diameter of 1 meter, amidst the flying dust, directly annihilated Jian Chen's figure in it.

However, on the face of the middle-aged man, there was no look of joy at all, but his expression became extremely dignified.

"Afterimage!" The middle-aged man secretly exclaimed in his heart. However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, a strong sense of crisis spread throughout the middle-aged man's heart. The middle-aged man did not hesitate at all. Almost by conditioned reflex, his body leaned to the side with all his strength, and at the same time, he immediately pulled out the Daguan knife from the soil, and slashed behind him without even looking.

"Ding!"

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

At the moment when the long sword collided with the Daguan Dao, Jian Chen's complexion suddenly changed, and he immediately became a little pale, and his chest heaved violently a few times, then immediately retracted the sword and quickly retreated with.