Chaotic Sword God Chapter 62: The strength of Jian Chen

Chapter 62 The Strength of Jian Chen

Cheng Ming Xiang's complexion is slightly dignified. At this moment, facing a freshman who has only been promoted to Saint for a few days, he is facing the mentality for the first time.

"Cheng Ming Xiang, since you hurt my Brother, don't think of leaving here intact today." Jian Chen stared indifferently at Cheng Ming Xiang.

Cheng Ming Xiang cold snort said with a proud voice: "Changyang Xiangtian, I admit that I did look down on you, but if you want to stay with me, you just have to be promoted to Saint. You haven't got the ability." >

Jian Chen sneered repeatedly, looking at Cheng Ming Xiang with a touch of disdain, saying: "If you have the ability, try it out!" The voice fell, Jian Chen's wrist jittered slightly, and Light Wind Sword was under his skilled control. Out of the stalemate with the giant sword in the hands of Cheng Ming Xiang, Light Wind Sword trembled slightly and patted it **** the surface of the Cheng Ming Xiang giant sword.

"Clang!"

Along with the sound of steel symphony, the giant sword in Cheng Ming Xiang was directly shifted to the side by Light Wind Sword. Jian Chen, a two-finger long sword, was shocking. His powerful power was beaten by him, the palm of Cheng Ming Xiang holding the sword was numb by the force of the shock.

At the same time, Light Wind Sword in Jian Chen's hands brought a silvery white light in the air and stabbed towards Cheng Ming Xiang chest with extremely fast speed.

Cheng Ming Xiang was overwhelmed. The speed of the speed of the Jian Chen sword made him unable to capture it at all. In his eyes, he could only see a silvery white light coming toward the own with the speed of the inconceivable. speed gave him too little time to dodge, and he couldn't even make an extra response.

The Cheng Ming Xiang pierced by the Light Wind Sword's sword tip wire was worn outside the school uniform and penetrated directly into the chest of Cheng Ming Xiang. However, under the control of Jian Chen, the penetration was not deep.

When you feel the severe pain from the chest, Cheng Ming Xiang is reflected. The body immediately goes to retreats, and with his retreats, the Jian Chen sword that pierced his chest is also pulled out.

Cheng Ming Xiang looked at the school uniform that was constantly stained with blood on his chest, and a scared expression was revealed in his eyes. At this moment, in his mind, he couldn't help but emerged that the Jian Chen had reached the extreme, so that he could not escape at all. He swears that, from small to large, this sword is the fastest sword he has ever seen. At the same time, he feels a horror of the strength of Jian Chen in his heart. He really wants to understand it. The freshman who has only been promoted to Saint for a few days, how can he have such a powerful strength.

Jian Chen does not intend to let Cheng Ming Xiang do this. He pedals mysterious steps and appears in front of Cheng Ming Xiang like a ghost. Light Wind Sword is divided into a silvery white light, and speed, which is hard to see with the naked eye, passes from Cheng Ming Xiang chest front.

"ah!"

Cheng Ming Xiang uttered a terrible scream. I saw an extra blood mark on his chest front already. The blood mark spread from the left of his chest to the right. The bone was deeply visible in the wound. The bright red blood flowed out in a blink. Just already dyed his school uniform in red.

The anger in Jian Chen's eyes is still strong, and he continues to dance to Light Wind Sword, adding more and more wounds to Cheng Ming Xiang.

Cheng Ming Xiang kept screaming. The arrogant anger on his face disappeared as early as already. In the face of Jian Chen's extreme swordsmanship, he couldn't dodge at all, and his body didn't even have the ability to resist. , Jian Chen's swordsmanship is really too fast in his eyes, then the speed pierced by each sword seems to be already into light, so that he can't even see it clearly. Although he is much stronger than Jian Chen in the strength of Saint Force, but now he has no chance to give play to the advantages of own Saint Force, already completely lost the power to fight back.

The wounds on Cheng Ming Xiang are constantly increasing, each wound looks scary and the bones are deeply visible, and the original uniform is not only marked by a long several crack, but the entire uniform is also Gradually became blood red, and the range of red is still expanding.

Looking at the most powerful Cheng Ming Xiang among them, Jian Chen has no resistance. All the dozens of students in the surrounding area were shocked and screamed with staring eyes. already completely subverted their Cheng Ming Xiang, and their faces are incredible expression.

Luo Jian first reflected it. Although he was frightened by the strength of Jian Chen at the moment, when he looked at a dozen other companions with at least initial-level Saint strength around own, he couldn't help it. Once, he shouted immediately: "Everyone goes together, he is only one person. Isn't so many of us afraid that he won't be alone." Then, Luo Jian showed a huge azure giant sword in his hand, roaring , When the first rushed towards Jian Chen.

After listening to Luo Jian, the rest of the dozen students also came back and looked at the dozens of companions around them. The little fear in their hearts that was scared by the strength shown by Jian Chen was also Sweeping away, then, many swords, axes, broadswords, long spear and many other weapons appeared in the hands of those dozens of people, and then aggressively rushed towards Jian Chen.

Jian Chen flashed a cold light in his eyes. In the face of a dozen people who were not weaker than own, he did not retreat and rushed into the encirclement of those dozen people. Light Wind Sword turned into a silvery white light in his hand. Straightened to one of them's chests.

"Oh!"

Jian Chen and Light Wind Sword pierced into the man's chest easily. His extremely fast sword was not at all opposite to the group of students who had not experienced much fighting.

"Drink!"

"Go to death!"

At the same time, Jian Chen was also caught in the siege of more than a dozen people. A dozen or so various Saint's Weapons with strong energy fluctuations attacked Jian Chen from all directions.

A sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, Light Wind Sword exuded sword glow in his hand, and the powerful and sharp sword qi emanated from Light Wind Sword. Subsequently, Jian Chen's right arm turned into a phantom, and Light Wind Sword was lightning fast by him. speed stabs all around. Every time he stabbed, he could accurately hit a weapon. In this short moment of effort, Jian Chen stabbed more than ten swords in a row.

"ding~" "ding~" "ding~" ...

There is a buzzing sound from a dense steel collision in mid-air, the sound already is connected, as if there is only one sound.

When Light Wind Sword in the hands of Jian Chen collided with dozens of Saint's Weapons, the dozens of siege Jian Chen students, including Luo Jian, including middle-level Saint, complexion were all one. Afterwards, simultaneously followed retreats a few steps. Among them, many people's right hand holding the weapon was shaking slightly. The Jian Chen sword looks very small, but the hidden power above is very huge. When these ten people first collided with the sword in the hands of Jian Chen, they were shocked by the strong anti-seismic force generated by the collision of weapons. Your arm becomes numb.

After resisting more than a dozen people's attacks at the same time, Jian Chen's face did not change color, and the action did not stop because of this. He pedaled the mysterious track and shuttled between a dozen people with a ghostly movement skill. Light Wind Sword He danced with extremely fast speed, and gradually formed a piece of silver-white sword light in front of him. In sword light, thousands of sword shadows remained in the air, and he died in a blink of an eye.

"ah!"

"ah!"

With the Jian Chen's ghostly movement, a scream with pain came from the field. The scream of sorrow made some unsound people feel creepy. The chill rose from the bottom of my heart.

The blood-covered Changyang Hu expression Mu-na stood aside, staring dullly at the constantly changing position in the field. movement skill was like the ghostly Jian Chen and the dozen screaming students. At this time At this moment, it seems that his brain has stopped working and already has completely lost his ability to think.

At this moment, all the already students are lying on the ground, and their pale faces are full of painful expression, and the original uniforms worn on them are intact and clean, and there is more already at this moment. After several rips, each lip was bloody, already dyed school uniforms in blood red, and with a white light constantly flashing over them, the wounds on their bodies were also rapidly increasing. From the initial upper body, it gradually spread to the thighs, and finally, the whole body was covered with horrible wounds. The fountain-like blood flowed out from within the body and soon turned them into blood people. .

Jian Chen is moving around more than a dozen students, and Light Wind Sword keeps running across those students in the hands, with blood at the starting point and broken clothes splashing in the air.

Changyang Hu's injury is very touching to Jian Chen's heart. For these dozen students from the same school, although Jian Chen did not kill, it will never let them go easily. If these dozens are not in the same academy as Jian Chen, and Jian Chen is worried that it will cause too much trouble for the family members, he will definitely kill the killer without hesitation.

"Changyang Xiangtian senior students, forgive me, forgive me, I will never dare again."

"Changyang Xiangtian senior students, please let us go this time, we won't dare next time."

Finally, some people couldn't bear the hell-like torture, begging for mercy in a begging tone. Someone took the lead, and the others later opened up one after another for mercy, but there were also a few stubborn people who still clenched their teeth. Nor did they think of running away, but now they are covered with scary wounds on both thighs and right arms. Even if they move a little, they will grin and grin, let alone escape, at least They don't have that much perseverance to endure the pain that goes directly to their hearts.

Jian Chen gradually stopped and saw that expression on his face was still as indifferent as before, his face was not red, and he was out of breath, but he took it on the Light Wind Sword in his hands, but already was covered with blood.

Jian Chen's body is like an upright mountain, standing straight in the field, a pair of eye-catching eyes flashing cold rays of light slowly sweeping over a dozen students lying on the ground, Road: "It's okay to go around you, and say, who broke my Brother by hand."

"It's three of Young Master Cheng, Luo Jian, Kadi Yun ..."

"Yes, the three of them hurt Changyang Hu ..."

"Changyang Hu was all injured by the three of them, we didn't do anything at all ..."

Dozens of youth said scramblingly, fearing that a slow answer would make Jian Chen dissatisfied. At this moment, already had no idea of ​​revenge on Jian Chen, and some people regretted participating in this action.

Among them, only half of them were robbed of Demon Core by Jian Chen in the forest, while the other half and Jian Chen were summoned by Cheng Ming Xiang without injustice.

Jian Chen flashed a sharp color in his eyes, his eyes turned coldly to the three of Cheng Ming Xiang, Luo Jian and Kadi Yun, with intense murderous intention flashing in his eyes.

Being watched by Jian Chen's sharp eyes full of murderous intention, a chill rose from the hearts of the three of Cheng Ming Xiang. At this moment, the three of them looked at Jian Chen for the first time, showing the feared expression.