Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 212: The End of the Zhou Mercenary Corps (2)

Jian Chen's plain words were heard by everyone in Zhou's mercenary group, causing everyone's expressions to change suddenly. Immediately, everyone stared at Jian Chen sharply, with strong killing intent and anger. The intention is revealed undisguised in the eyes.

And the face of the middle-aged man covered with scars suddenly became gloomy, a ferocious face full of murderous intent stared at Jian Chen fiercely, snorted coldly, and shouted angrily: "Boy, just rely on You are not qualified to say such a thing, come here, take him down for me, and let this ignorant kid understand that not everyone in our Zhou Mercenary Group can act wildly."

Following the middle-aged man's order, the mercenaries surrounding Jian Chen didn't hesitate at all, they all sacrificed their holy soldiers and rushed forward, countless weapons slashed at Jian Chen from all directions.

There was a trace of sneer at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, and then his body shook slightly, and he had disappeared in place. As soon as he disappeared, all the weapons he had cut fell into nothing.

Jian Chen shuttled through the arena extremely fast, and Qingfeng Sword stabbed towards the surroundings with lightning speed. Every time he stabbed with the sword, he could easily cut a person's throat. Qingfengjian, these mercenaries who are generally at the stage of saints and great saints did not even have time to react, they were killed by a single sword, and many of them even died without knowing how they died of.

Although Jian Chen was fighting against more than a hundred people alone, the difference in absolute strength between the two sides was too great, so the situation was completely one-sided massacre. These people from the Zhou Mercenary Group were completely helpless in Jian Chen's hands. They couldn't even catch Jian Chen's figure.

With Jian Chen's killing speed so fast, in the blink of an eye, one or two people were killed by one sword, and in just one breath, seven or eight people died under his sword.

Such a scene only lasted for five breaths, and out of more than a hundred people from the Zhou Mercenary Corps, nearly fifty people were already lying on the ground.

The middle-aged man with scars all over his face stared blankly at Jian Chen, who looked like a killing machine, with an expression of disbelief all over his face. In just ten seconds, Jian Chen killed fifty people. Such a fast killing speed scared the middle-aged man into a fool.

Jian Chen was dressed in white clothes and kept moving back and forth among the crowd like clouds and flowing water. Wherever he passed, people around him fell down in pieces, and blood splashed in the air. And the ground, in this short period of time, has been stained blood red by the continuously pooled blood.

The ruthless killing was going on silently, only the members of Zhou's mercenary group shouted and shouted, but there was surprisingly no screams, because when their throats were cut by Jian Chen, they couldn't be killed. They can't even make a sound, and some people even lose consciousness without feeling the pain.

After a dozen or so breaths, Jian Chen finally stopped the ruthless killing. At this moment, he saw that the open space in the mansion was already full of corpses. Beheaded by Jian Chen, the corpses of more than a hundred people were lying on the ground in disorder. Each of them had only a wound on the neck. The bright red blood flowed out from the neck, and the whole ground was dyed bright red. , the thick bloody aura floating in the air is unusually pungent, taking a breath will make people feel like vomiting.

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

A total of more than a hundred people were slaughtered by one person in just a dozen breaths, and this person was a young man who seemed to be in his early twenties at most. What they saw, they also felt so incredible. A dozen of them had already finished playing and were so frightened by the result that they stood there blankly for a while, unable to speak.

When Jian Chen's flat and indifferent eyes fell on a dozen of them, a cruel smile appeared on his face. The hundred people he killed before were all those whose strength was only in the ranks of saints and adults. People at the stage of saints, and the dozen or so people in front of them are the pillars of Zhou's mercenary group, and each of them has the strength of a saint.

Immediately, Jian Chen stopped talking nonsense, moved his body, and rushed towards the last dozen or so people at an extremely fast speed. The Qingfeng Sword turned into a silver-white light and disappeared effortlessly. The throats of two of them passed through, easily taking the lives of the two saints.

Now that Jian Chen's strength has been promoted to Great Saint Master, these Saint Masters are as fragile as ants in his eyes, and his quick sword is not something these Saint Masters can dodge at all.

As for the members of the Zhou Mercenary Corps, Jian Chen did not intend to let any of them be spared. After killing the two Saint Masters with lightning speed, Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword turned into a silver-white sword shadow again, and turned towards the rest of them. Several people shrouded in the past.

puff! puff! puff! ….

Following the light sound of the Qingfeng sword cutting through the throat, in the blink of an eye, three more saints were pierced by the sword.

Only then did the remaining saint masters come back to their senses, their faces changed drastically, and then they didn't dare to hesitate at all, and immediately used all their strength to dodge in the surroundings frantically, trying to pull monsters and The distance between Jian Chen.

"Stop, stop, you have something to say, stop quickly." The middle-aged man with the scar on his face shouted while dodging into the distance in embarrassment. Now the expression on his face can no longer maintain the previous expression. So calm, has been completely occupied by panic.

Jian Chen stopped the ruthless killing, stared at the remaining saint masters calmly, and said, "Tell me, where is the head of your Zhou's mercenary group?" The head of Zhou's mercenary group is a master of the Great Sage Master level, and among these people, no one has the strength of a Great Sage Master. Such a situation can only show that the head of Zhou's mercenary group is not Not here, but for the head of Zhou's mercenary group, Jian Chen has already issued a kill order in his heart.

The man with the scar took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, stared at Jian Chen with some horror, and said in a trembling tone: "Little brother, I don't know where our Zhou Mercenary Group offended you. You have to kill them all like this." At this moment, even the attitude of the man with the scar changed greatly.

Jian Chen's eyes on the scarred man gradually became sharper, and he approached the scarred man step by step with slow steps, and said, "Let me ask you one last time, the leader of the Zhou Mercenary Group is here. What." Jian Chen ignored the man with the scar.

Seeing Jian Chen approaching constantly, the scarred man retreated nervously. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a trembling voice: "Where is the leader, I don't know..."

Hearing this, Jian Chen's eyes turned cold, and he didn't give the man with the scar a chance to speak. He came to him in a dodge, and the Qingfeng sword turned into a silvery white light and pierced towards the man with the scar.

The scarred man's complexion changed drastically, and his figure immediately retreated violently. At the same time, a giant sword appeared in his hand, trying to block him, but just when he raised the giant sword to half the distance, the light wind sword was gone. It got close to his throat and pierced deeply, and the blood-soaked sword tip broke through from the other end of his neck.

Seeing that the man with the scar didn't even have the power to fight in Jian Chen's hands, the faces of the remaining saint masters couldn't help but turn pale. The courage to fight.

"Run away, let's go to the leader, only the leader can deal with him." Among the few remaining saints, one of them shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards the door as fast as possible. run away.

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

After hearing this, the rest of the people came to their senses immediately, and immediately rushed outside without any hesitation.

Jian Chen slowly pulled out the Qingfeng Sword that was dripping with blood from the scarred man's neck, stared at the direction in which they were fleeing, with a sneer on his face, and then walked behind them without haste .

Not long after Jian Chen left, a group of people immediately surrounded the gate of the big house where Zhou's mercenary group lived. Looking carefully, it was the group of people who followed from the restaurant.

However, when this group of people watched the scene inside through the broken gate, everyone's faces immediately became dull, with unbelievable and unbelievable expressions on their faces.

They have been following behind Jian Chen. It has only been a few dozen breaths since Jian Chen entered the mansion of the Zhou Mercenary Group. In the big mansion, there were already corpses all over the ground, how could they not be shocked by killing more than a hundred people in such a short period of time.