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Chapter 224 The Death of Tianxionglie

Seeing the seven people on the opposite side silent, Jian Chen couldn't help but sneer appeared on his face, saying, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being polite." As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Chen's arm shook and the Qingfeng sword turned into a sky

The sword shadow was shrouded towards the seven people in front of him.

The seven men looked solemn, and did not dare to be careless at all. They immediately used their holy soldiers to resist the sword shadows all over the sky.

Jian Chen's sword was very fast, and the frequency of stabbing was incredibly fast. With one battle of seven, he not only did not fall into a disadvantage, but also completely suppressed the seven people.

The sword energy crisscrossed in the field, and the sword energy that burst out from time to time flew around, piercing the bodies of the guards of the Tianxiong family surrounding them. The energy ripples generated by the collision of weapons spread away, spreading the solid stone slabs on the ground.

They were crushed to pieces, and the crisp sounds of weapons colliding were endless.

In just two breaths, Jian Chen and Qi people had already fought like lightning for dozens of rounds. At this moment, the seven people's faces became solemn that they had never seen before, although they knew Jian Chen before.

The sword was very fast, but at this moment they personally experienced it that they deeply understood how terrifying Jian Chen's sword was about to reach.

In just this short time, two of them were injured because they could not dodge. If someone next to them had not taken action in time to block Jian Chen's next attack, I'm afraid they would have been attacking Jian Chen's densely like a storm.

Next, if you can't hold on for a few rounds, you will die on the spot.

Seeing that Jian Chen was still so fierce when he fought against Qi, Tian Xionglie and Tian Xiong Daoyun did not dare to delay any delay. The two immediately joined the battle and joined forces with the seven people to gather the power of nine great masters to fight Jian Chen.

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In the distance, the Tianxiong family guards also stood far away, staring at the wonderful fight, the battle between the ten great masters, and the scene of nine people besieging one person. Such a wonderful scene was in the tiles.

It is rare to see remote small places like Kecheng. Although the sword energy that burst out from time to time from the field will cause some damage to them, this will not scare them at all.

Jian Chen's body had turned into a white phantom and moved back and forth quickly. While dodging the surrounding attacks, he fought back. The Qingfeng Sword had formed a sword shadow in his hand, facing towards him at a lightning speed.

Nine people stabbed them.

"bite!"

With the crisp jingle of the collision of weapons, Jian Chen's light wind sword blocked the holy soldiers slashed from the front, and at this moment, a bitter wind came from behind, just listening to

A slight sound of breaking through the air, the bitter wind pressed on Jian Chen's back, pressing the clothes on his back tightly against his back, and a wide scoundrel radiating the power of the earth-yellow saint

The giant axe chopped towards his back.

However, just as the giant axe that emitted the yellow saint's power was about to hit Jian Chen, Jian Chen's body swayed slightly in the flash. After leaving a afterimage on the spot, his body moved sideways like an instant

The distance of one step happened to avoid the attack of the giant axe.

At the same time, Jian Chen's body suddenly turned around, and the Qingfeng Sword exuded a sharp sword energy, as if it had turned into a poisonous snake, silently stabbing towards the direction of the giant axe, as fast as lightning.

Tian Xionglie had a serious face and stared at the sword stabbed by Jian Chen with sharp eyes. He had obviously experienced Jian Chen's sword technique that was as fast as lightning, so this time he also thought it was sufficient.

Preparation.

I saw that the surging earth-attributed saint power seemed to form a solid shield, wrapping him up inside, and his upper body twisted hard, flanking to the side. At the same time, the giant axe that had just been chopped out immediately

Turning around

Back, slashing towards the Qingfeng Sword that Jian Chen stabbed.

The axe before seemed extremely fierce, but in fact, Tian Xionglie had some strength left. Otherwise, he would not have changed the attack route of the weapon so easily.

Jian Chen showed a sneer on his lips, and he seemed extremely disdainful of Tian Xionglie's actions. Then he had a great murderous intent in his eyes. The sword that stabbed out actually followed Tian Xionglie's twisting upper body and followed the direction of the change.

, and the speed actually soared by three points again incredibly.

Looking at the sword that followed along the way, Tian Xionglie was shocked, because at this moment he suddenly realized that he could not get rid of the sword. When the sharp tip of the sword touched the layer of Tian Xionglie's body

When the shield was completely condensed by the power of the holy, it paused slightly. However, the next moment, this layer of earth-attribute shield, which claimed to be extremely defensive, shattered, and the Qingfeng Sword recovered almost instantly.

With the speed before, he stabbed towards Tian Xionglie's throat with a thrust like a bamboo shoot.

However, just as Tian Xionglie was at the brink of life and death, a scimitar slashed across the sky and slashed heavily on the Qingfeng Sword. When the Qingfeng Sword was hit, the direction that originally stabbed Tian Xionglie's throat suddenly became clear.

Offset position.

A few strands of black hair slowly fell from the air, and Tian Xionglie's already short beard was cut off for a small part.

Tian Xionglie's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat. If this scimitar came later, he would probably be unable to stand here intact at this moment.

Jian Chen's sword is not only very fast, but also very flexible, which is greatly beyond Tian Xionglie's expectations.

At this time, the other seven people also seized the good opportunity that Jianchen's holy soldiers were cut and deviated. They took action with great understanding. The seven or eight holy soldiers came from different directions and dispersed from the holy soldiers.

The surging saint power that came out intertwined in the air, as if an invisible net was formed to confine the surrounding space and blocked all the way Jian Chen could retreat.

Jian Chen snorted coldly, then the Qingfeng sword in his hand suddenly shook, turned into a vague sword shadow and stabbed forward, breaking through to the direction of Tian Xionglie with all his strength, and attacking the holy soldiers attacking from other directions around him.

, He actually looked nothing.

Facing Jian Chen's full force, the great saint in front of him barely blocked the three swords, and was forced to retreat in a mess by Jian Chen's Qingfeng Sword. As soon as this person retreated, Jian Chen's right foot

He suddenly glared at the ground, and his body rushed forward like a cannonball, quickly rushing towards Tian Xionglie.

With a few sounds of breaking through the air sounding behind him, Jian Chen's body just ejected, the other six holy soldiers slashed from behind. One of the holy soldiers almost wiped the clothes on Jian Chen's back.

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Tian Xionglie had just escaped from danger, but he didn't expect Jian Chen to come so quickly, and his face changed dramatically again. Then he seemed to know that Jian Chen's next attack was stabbing his throat, and immediately shifted the giant axe in his hand.

In front of him, the wide axe face covered his entire upper body.

But the next moment, Tian Xionglie felt that the shield formed by the holy power that spread out of his body was broken again, and then a huge sense of crisis came, but this time, it had not yet waited for Tian Xionglie to do anything.

When he reacted, he felt a faint pain coming from his throat. Jian Chen had already walked around and came behind Tian Xionglie at some point. The Qingfeng sword pierced from his back neck, directly urging Tian Xionglie's throat.

Puzzle through.
Chapter completed!
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