Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 152

Jian Chen chuckled, and said, "Don't dare to do it, Your Excellency Mu Jian really flatters me, presumably the few of you who entered the Demonic Beast Mountain Range are also looking for me."

"That's right, we came here just to catch you." As soon as Jian Chen's words fell, the big man who was stopped by Mu Jian said loudly.

The big man's words made Mu Jian's face change slightly, he turned his head and gave the big man a hard look, the big man who kicked was full of doubts, Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

Mu Jian cupped his hands towards Jian Chen, and said with a chuckle: "Your Excellency Jian Chen, the next few people entered the Warcraft Mountain Range, in fact, they just watched the excitement, and didn't intend to arrest you. I think you must have misunderstood us. .”

"Misunderstanding!" Jian Chen said with a nonchalant smile, "If I'm not mistaken, just now I seem to have heard that friend next to you saying that you entered this Warcraft Mountain Range just to arrest me. Misunderstanding."

Hearing this, Mu Jian showed a look of embarrassment. They came to the Warcraft Mountain Range to capture Jian Chen. Although they had heard about Jian Chen's strength before, they died in his hands. There are several saint-level masters in China, but they are rumors after all. Many people are skeptical about the rumors, even Mu Jian and his party are no exception.

But ever since he saw Jian Chen's strength with his own eyes, Mu Jian immediately judged that he and the others were not Jian Chen's opponents at all. It would take a lot of losses, and Mu Jian knew very well that if Jian Chen wanted to take the lives of those two people just now, they would have already been lying on the ground, so at this moment, Mu Jian had given up capturing Jian Chen in his heart. At least, at this moment, Jian Chen can't conflict with him, otherwise, the only ones who will suffer will be his own party.

Seeing that Mu Jian was silent, Jian Chen said again: "I don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, hand over all the magic cores in your space belts, as your life money, if not, then don't blame me, Jian Chen You're so cruel." After speaking, a strong murderous intent flashed from Jian Chen's eyes.

Hearing Jian Chen's words, the faces of the dozen or so people opposite showed expressions of anger and disdain. Among them, not all of them had such bright eyes as Mu Jian's.

"Jian Chen, you despicable villain who only knows how to play sneak attacks, what qualifications do you have to say such a thing, come and eat your grandfather's sword."

Jian Chen's words angered many people, and immediately another burly man rushed towards Jian Chen aggressively with a two-handed giant sword.

"Wait!" Mu Jian dodged to stop the big man, ignored the big man's angry eyes, turned to look at Jian Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Jian Chen, we have no intention of being your enemy, do you really want to force We can't."

A sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face, and said: "I still say the same thing, leave the magic core, and let you go, otherwise, I will do it myself." After speaking, Jian Chen's tone paused slightly, Then he continued: "However, if you really do something, you can't blame me for the casualties."

Jian Chen's non-negotiable words made Mu Jian's face darken, and he said in a deep voice: "As the saying goes, keep a line in everything so that you can talk in the future, Your Excellency Jian Chen, you are going too far." Right." The magic cores in my space belt were accumulated by myself and others risking their lives to hunt and kill monsters in the monster mountain range, and then accumulated after a long time, although Mu Jian knew that once he and others fought against Jian Chen, Killing them would definitely cause some damage, but it was also impossible to just let them hand over all the magic cores they had accumulated for many days.

"Mu Jian, why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Just arrest him. He wants all of us to hand over all the magic cores in our pockets. This is a big joke." A middle-aged man with blond hair said in a deep voice, his tone full of disdain.

"Jian Chen, although you injured our two brothers, it was only because you succeeded in a sneak attack. If we fight head-on, even if a dozen of us go up together, you may not be our opponent. The final result will be nothing more than a loss for both of us." , this is not good for us, especially you, once you are seriously injured, I am afraid it will be very bad for you. After all, in this Warcraft mountain range, people who come to arrest you are almost everywhere. Forget it, or we will fight to the death, in short, it is absolutely impossible for us to hand over the magic core." The person who spoke was a tall man, obviously, he also saw it from Jian Chen's hand. Out of Jian Chen's strength is not weak.

Jian Chen's eyes flickered with coldness, he slowly raised the Light Wind Sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, then let's fight." As he said that, he rushed towards the dozen or so people on the opposite side.

Mu Jian stopped talking nonsense, holding a long sword and rushed over with a dozen people behind him at the same time, and the dozen people immediately fought together.

Each of these dozens of people has the strength of a saint master. Before Jian Chen, it was a bit difficult for him to resist the siege of more than a dozen saint masters. The siege of a master of the same level has already appeared to be more than capable.

Jian Chen relied on his mysterious and unfathomable steps and the fast sword that even a saint-level expert could hardly resist, he was evenly matched with a dozen or so saint masters, even though Jian Chen had an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, But not long after the two sides fought, the dozen or so people were gradually forced into a disadvantage by Jian Chen. During this period, some people were almost pierced by Jian Chen's sword several times, but at the critical moment, they were killed by the people around them. Saved, that's the case, but among the dozen or so people, many people were stabbed by Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's movement was like a ghost constantly moving through the crowd, dodging the dense attacks from all directions, and the light wind sword in his hand quickly formed a blurred sword shadow.

As the light wind sword fluttered rapidly, the friction between it and the air continuously made subtle cracking sounds, and the sounds were dense as if they were connected in a straight line.

"puff!"

The sharp tip of the Qingfeng Sword was full of sharp sword energy, piercing into the joint of a person's right arm, and at the same time, a stream of sword energy penetrated into his body along the Qingfeng Sword, destroying the function of his right arm.

The man immediately uttered a scream of pain, and the big sword in his hand disappeared. The joint of his right shoulder was pierced by a sword. He was unable to hold the weapon and lost the ability to fight.

"Touch!" Jian Chen ruthlessly lifted his foot on his abdomen and kicked him flying. Then his body swayed slightly, dodging the attacks from the surroundings, while the Light Wind Sword stabbed at the other person like lightning. After several sword strikes, the opponent was in a hurry, and then, taking advantage of the opponent's resistance, another sword pierced his right shoulder.