Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 126: The Tianxiong Family

Hearing the young man's words, Jian Chen's originally bad mood became even worse, and a violent emotion rose in his heart. In an instant, Jian Chen's originally scattered and lifeless eyes became sharp, like a The unsheathed sharp sword stared fiercely at the young man, and said in a low voice: "Get out, what qualifications do you have for me to guide you." Jian Chen's tone was full of murderous intent.

As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, the complexions of the six middle-aged men around the young man changed slightly, and their sharp eyes immediately stared at them.

Seeing Jian Chen's sharp sword-like gaze, the young man couldn't help trembling, a wave of timidity quietly appeared in his heart, and his footsteps even took a slight step back. But then, the young man realized his gaffe, and a surge of anger rose from his heart, and he quickly extinguished the shred of timidity in his heart. Thinking of his noble status, he was actually killed by a servant who was not as old as himself. Bing was frightened, which was definitely an indelible shame for him.

The young man stared at Jian Chen with anger on his face, stepped forward suddenly, pointed at Jian Chen, and shouted sharply: "Stinky boy, what do you say to this young master, if you have the guts, try to tell me."

Jian Chen's sharp eyes scanned the six middle-aged men around the young man, and he knew their strength at a glance. With his powerful spirit, he only needed to feel the strength of the six men's breath. The exact strength, one high-level saint, two low-level saints, and three high-level great saints. This kind of strength is much stronger than that of Lie Yan Mercenary Group.

"Get out!" Jian Chen coldly said again without any hesitation. Although he had inferred from the lineup of young people and his tone of voice that he must be a disciple of a certain big family, Jian Chen was already alone at this moment. No worries, no fear of any forces at all, at most it is just a little more trouble.

Although being in trouble is not very comfortable, it is impossible for Jian Chen to humbly apologize to a dandy disciple for this.

The young man's face became very gloomy, he stared at Jian Chen with gloomy eyes, and ordered to the six people around him: "Catch him for me."

"Yes, young master." Immediately one person said, and then walked out of the team, strode forward to Jian Chen, and grabbed Jian Chen's shoulder with bare hands. This middle-aged man has the strength of a high-level great saint, which is the result of his more than 30 years of cultivation. In his opinion, Jian Chen's strength is definitely not too strong at such a young age. The strength of the saints are all first-class geniuses. With the strength of one's senior great saints, it is not as easy to capture them by hand.

A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, he turned slightly, effortlessly dodged the middle-aged man's grasping palm, and said coldly: "You are not qualified to fight with me." Jian Chen's tone was full of Disdain. Normally, Jian Chen would never say such a thing, but what happened to Lie Yan Mercenary Group had a great impact on his state of mind. It made Jian Chen's already bad mood become a little irritable, and deep down in his heart, he even had the urge to kill someone.

Hearing Jian Chen's humiliating words, the middle-aged man's complexion suddenly became ugly. Thinking of his strength as a high-ranking saint, facing a young boy who was only in his early twenties, not only could he not eat However, he was humiliated mercilessly by the other party, which made him lose face, especially when there were several companions guarding behind him, and among them was a dude who could affect his future. If I don't teach this kid in front of me a good lesson today, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold his head up in front of his companions in the future.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man decided not to keep his hand. He saw a long sword appearing in his hand. As the holy power in his body was continuously poured into the long sword, the whole long sword exuded a layer of dreamlike brilliance. .

"Arrogant boy, I'll show you right now if I'm qualified to fight you!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, then swung his long sword and slashed at Jian Chen's shoulder.

Jian Chen snorted coldly, and the Qingfeng Sword appeared in his right hand in an instant, and then turned into a silver-white light, piercing out like lightning.

"puff!"

Just when the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand had just been struck out, Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword had already arrived first, piercing his throat.

The whole body of the middle-aged man suddenly froze, staring at Jian Chen and the tiny long sword piercing his throat with wide eyes, his eyes were full of unbelievable expressions, and then, the middle-aged man's A pair of eyes gradually lost their vitality, and quickly became hollow, and finally the whole body fell limply on the ground, unable to rest in peace.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was killed by Jian Chen with a single blow, the other five guards who were waiting beside the young man were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions suddenly changed. Seeing Jian Chen as if facing a formidable enemy.

The young man looked at the lost middle-aged man lying on the ground in disbelief, pointed at Jian Chen, and said sternly: "You...you...you dare to kill my guard...you know who I am People, you...you...you kid, are you getting impatient?" Although the young man was about the same age as Jian Chen, he obviously grew up in a greenhouse and didn't experience any wind and rain. In such a scene, the timidity in my heart can't help being revealed.

Although he used to rely on his family's power to bully many people, those people were almost soft-boned and dared not offend him, which made him travel smoothly all the way, and he didn't mean to put the world in his eyes , I have never seen such a cold-blooded and ruthless person like Jian Chen, who killed someone so simply, as if it was commonplace, and a young man who had never seen such a scene was immediately frightened by Jian Chen's iron-blooded method.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a resolute face stepped forward, cupped his hands towards Jian Chen, and said in a calm tone: "Little brother, we are members of the Tianxiong family, and this is our Tianxiong family." Young master of the family, what happened before was indeed our fault, I apologize to you here, let this matter pass." The middle-aged man's tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

Jian Chen stared sharply at the group of people on the opposite side, exuding a strong murderous aura, walked towards them step by step with his sword in hand, and said in an indifferent tone: "Go ahead, if you can escape from my hand today, I will naturally let you go. "