Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 223 Destroying the Tianxiong Family (4)

The Tianxiong family's courtyard was full of shouts and killings. At this time, hundreds of people had poured out from various places in the courtyard, completely surrounding the fighting place.

Jian Chen, who was dressed in a white cloth, was holding a light wind sword, and he was moving freely among the crowd. While dodging attacks from all directions, he killed members of the Tianxiong family, and the silver-white sword light around him kept flickering. , every time it flickers, it will pierce or cut a person's throat, mercilessly harvesting life.

His movements are smooth and smooth, even if he is surrounded by hundreds of people, he still has a calm face.

"stop!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout. Hearing the sound, the guards of the Tianxiong family immediately backed away, staring at Jian Chen vigilantly with a pair of eyes.

Tianxiong Lie walked over from a distance, and behind him, followed by several people of different ages. These people, Shi Ran, were those in the previous meeting hall, and each of them represented Wa A powerful force in Kecheng.

Tian Xionglie walked into the arena with a serious face, but when his eyes swept over the dozens of guards who had lost their lives blocking the ground, his expression became gloomy, and finally his cold eyes fell on Jian Chen On that young face.

When Tian Xionglie saw Jian Chen's appearance clearly, his face changed slightly, and immediately, a strong killing intent flashed from his eyes, and the gaze looking at Jian Chen was like a ferocious beast.

"You are Jian Chen." Tian Xionglie stared fiercely at Jian Chen with a plain face, gritted his teeth and said every word, and in his eyes, a touch of blood red faintly appeared.

Jian Chen smiled lightly and said, "Patriarch Tianxiong, I never thought you would still remember me."

Tian Xionglie's whole body trembled slightly. For the murderer who killed his only son in front of him, he would never forget it. Even when he was dreaming every night, Jian Chen's image would appear in his mind from time to time. Zhang's young face, although he had seen Jian Chen very rarely, and it had been more than a year, but Jian Chen's appearance had been deeply imprinted in Tian Xionglie's mind, and he would never be able to see it again. forget.

"Jian Chen, I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door. If that's the case, then you should stay here forever." Tian Xionglie stared at Jian Chen with eyes full of hatred, and gritted his teeth. road.

Jian Chen snorted coldly with disdain, and said: "Tianxionglie, you couldn't keep me a year ago, and you still can't keep me after a year, because your little Tianxiong family hasn't let me stay next qualification."

Hearing this, Tian Xionglie's eyes flashed fiercely. A year ago, Jian Chen escaped from him many times with the strength of a saint master, which made him in a mess. To him, this was simply an indelible shame.

However, Tian Xionglie didn't know that Jian Chen's strength at that time was still at the stage of a high-level great saint, and there was still a small gap between him and a saint.

"Boy, today I want to see how much you have grown in the past year. Guard the surroundings to prevent him from escaping." As soon as he finished speaking, Peng Ai's khaki-yellow light emerged from Tianxionglie's hands, Quickly condensed into a wide axe. Holding the giant ax in hand, Tian Xionglie rushed towards Jian Chen with heavy steps.

"Drink!" With a loud shout, Tian Xionglie raised his giant ax high, and with surging holy power, accompanied by a piercing sound of piercing the air, he slashed towards Jian Chen like lightning.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, if he faced Tian Xionglie's thunderous attack a year ago, he would definitely avoid the edge for the time being and dare not confront it head-on, but now he is no longer what he used to be.

A hazy layer of sword light emerged from the Qingfeng Sword, covering the entire sword dust of the Qingfeng Sword, and then turned into a silver-white lightning, stabbing towards the giant ax without fear.

Seeing Jian Chen bumping head-on with him without dodging or evading, Tian Xionglie's eyes flashed coldly, he obviously felt extremely stupid for Jian Chen's behavior. He fought against Jian Chen a year ago, and when he knew Jian Chen very well in his heart, he didn't believe that Jian Chen's strength could grow to the same height as himself in this year.

Tian Xionglie let out a low shout, and the holy power on the giant ax couldn't help becoming stronger, cutting through the sky with a thunderous force, trying to destroy Jian Chen's holy soldiers in one fell swoop.

"Ding!"

Two holy weapons that were completely incomparable in size collided in mid-air, and the holy power contained in the holy weapons collided with each other, and a roaring sound erupted immediately, turning into an energy ripple visible to the naked eye. The holy soldier was at the center and spread rapidly towards the surroundings. When these energy ripples reached the ground, the hard stone slab cracked inch by inch like a piece of tofu, and the cracks spread rapidly towards the surroundings like a spider web. .

Just when the two holy soldiers collided together, Tian Xionglie's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Jian Chen in disbelief, and there was even a little horror in the depths of his eyes.

From this fight, Tian Xionglie knew Jian Chen's strength in his heart. Compared with a year ago, it has undergone earth-shaking changes. Playing hide-and-seek with him, squeezing Jian Chen to death was as easy as crushing an ant. However, a year later, the ant had grown to the height where it could confront him head-on. Tian Xionglie couldn't believe it.

Even Tian Xionglie felt that the Jian Chen at this time was not one person at all, but two people, because the difference between Jian Chen's strength a year later and that of a year ago was really too big.

Jian Chen staggered back a few steps. Although he was able to resist Tian Xionglie's attack from the front, he still couldn't achieve an even match. Although Tian Xionglie was a middle-level Great Saint Master, his strength was stronger The strength is limited, but because he has the holy power of the earth attribute, he has a unique advantage, and his combat power is far behind even the ordinary masters at the peak of the Great Saint Master. This blow collides, and Jian Chen is obviously at a disadvantage.

On the other hand, Tian Xionglie was still standing firmly on the field, but his feet had sunk into the ground to a depth of about an inch.

"Boy, I didn't expect your strength to progress so frighteningly in this year." Tian Xionglie stared at Jian Chen with a gloomy face, and said in a deep voice: "However, no matter how great your progress is, today I will I will keep you here forever." After saying that, Tian Xionglie rushed towards Jian Chen again.