The light wind sword was like a bamboo, directly breaking through the holy power in the middle-aged man's body to form a shock wave, despite this, when the speed of this sword stabbed out, it was a point slower than before, and then when the light wind sword stabbed on the weak shield in front of the middle-aged man, which was completely formed by the holy power, the tip of the sword paused slightly, but then the light wind sword broke through the defense of the shield and continued to stab at the middle-aged man. The two defensive means formed by the middle-aged man were only broken in less than a breath for him, Rao was so, but it also bought him enough time, when the Light Wind Sword broke through the two obstacles, the middle-aged man used the power of the Wind Attribute Saint to exert a speed far beyond ordinary people, and he had already retreated to a few meters away.

The middle-aged man stood a few meters away, staring at Jian Chen, who had already collected his sword and stood on the opposite side, his face had become solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Good speed." ”

Jian Chen's eyes stared at the middle-aged man indifferently, silently, and in his heart, he felt very pity, the sword just now was already the limit of his strength now, and that speed was also the fastest speed he could achieve now, his full force was dodged by the middle-aged man, and it was already very difficult for Jian Chen's back to kill the middle-aged man, after all, the middle-aged man's own strength was much stronger than him, and he was also an enemy with the power of the wind attribute saint and good at speed, it can be said that now Jian Chen's face of the middle-aged man has completely lost his advantage。

No matter how subtle his swordsmanship was, if there was no speed that people couldn't reflect, it would be useless, and in the case of a huge difference in strength, Jian Chen would not dare to engage in a head-to-head battle with a middle-aged man.

"Your strength should have reached the Saint Master stage. Staring at the middle-aged man opposite with a flat gaze, Jian Chen asked.

The middle-aged man didn't hide it for a moment, and said, "Yes, my strength has indeed reached the stage of an intermediate saint master. Saying this, the middle-aged man's tone paused, his eyes stared at Jian Chen's eyes with a strange light, and asked: "Your strength is not strong, and the power of the saint is not of the wind attribute, but the speed of the sword just now is so fast that even I can barely dodge, I don't know how you have such a fast speed." The middle-aged man's tone was full of curiosity, now he really wanted to know the answer in his heart, for him who had the power of the wind attribute saint, if he was surpassed by someone else in other places, they would not care, but if they surpassed them in speed, it would be difficult for them to let go, especially this person who surpassed him in speed was still a person whose strength was weaker than him, and he was not a person with the power of the wind attribute saint, which made the middle-aged man curious.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have anything to say about that. Jian Chen's tone was very flat.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "If you tell me how you used to improve your speed, I can let you go today, otherwise, hmph, do you really think that with that little bit of speed, you are my opponent." ”

"It's not your opponent, you can try it. In the face of the threat of the middle-aged man, Jian Chen was not afraid at all, but exuded a high fighting intent, and the light wind sword that was in his hand and had been stained red with blood exuded a layer of hazy sword light that wrapped the entire sword body.

The middle-aged man stared at Jian Chen, the light in his eyes flickered, in his heart, he still had some scruples about Jian Chen's extremely fast sword just now, because the speed of Jian Chen's sword just now was so fast, even he was difficult to achieve, although he had the power of the wind attribute saint, and he had an innate advantage in speed, but he couldn't play a fast attack like Jian Chen, just now in order to dodge the sword that was almost to the extreme, he was already going all out, if he was taking a step slower, the middle-aged man had no doubt that his heart might have been pierced, so now in the middle-aged man's heart, he already has some fear of Jian Chen。

Moreover, the middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen's spirit and his face did not change, he couldn't deduce how many times Jian Chen's attack was so fast, if Jian Chen's endless attacks at the same speed, then it would be very difficult for him to deal with it.

Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't attack, Jian Chen was also happy, so he shook and held against the middle-aged man, Jian Chen knew very well in his heart that it was almost impossible for him to kill the middle-aged man when the speed was not slower than his own, and now he had to drag the middle-aged man and let the middle-aged man not kill those weak mercenaries, and wait for the master in the mercenary group to return, and directly deal with the middle-aged man for them.

The fighting in the field did not stop because of the confrontation between Jian Chen, the shouting and killing continued, and the corpses of mercenaries and robbers who fell to the ground were more and more, and the ground was completely stained red with blood, and even in some uneven places, the blood had gathered into small water stalls.

The robbers are still fighting hard, and those who can survive to the bottom are either shrewd or some of the most outstanding ones, and now, the number of mercenaries and robbers is still maintained at a relatively balanced stage.

After the middle-aged man held against Jian Chen for a while, he finally made his move again, the Daguan knife in his hand exuded a pale cyan light, and it seemed to be a bright light under the dark night sky, it was so obvious, holding a Daguan knife more than two meters long, the middle-aged man rushed towards Jian Chen again.

Looking at the middle-aged man rushing towards him, a sharp gaze flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and the right hand holding the Light Wind Sword was also tighter by three points, and then he took the initiative to meet the sword.

The middle-aged man raised the Daguan knife that emitted a pale cyan light and slashed directly at Jian Chen's head, with a very fast speed.

Facing the attack of an intermediate Saint Master powerhouse, Jian Chen did not intend to make a hard connection, and directly dodged the past with dexterity, and then gave a counterattack.

However, just as Jian Chen's sword was stabbed, the machete cut out by the middle-aged man actually changed a direction in mid-air, with a whistling broken body, accompanied by a gust of breeze, towards Jian Chen's light wind sword.

Jian Chen's face changed slightly, and he immediately withdrew the light wind sword that he stabbed, and never collided with the middle-aged man's Daguan knife.

Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword is his natal holy weapon, and his net worth and life are linked to this seemingly weak Light Wind Sword, if the Light Wind Sword is damaged, it will cause some damage to the sword dust itself, and if the Light Wind Sword is broken, Jian Chen will not only lose his whole body martial arts, but even his life will be threatened.

On the Tian Yuan Continent, there are many examples of the death of the master due to the shattering of the holy soldier, and it happens almost everywhere, but although the holy soldier is condensed by the holy power in the body, once it is summoned out of the body, it will become extremely hard, and it will continue to become stronger with the improvement of the master's strength, unless the difference in strength is too huge, otherwise, the holy soldier is generally not easy to destroy.

And the middle-aged man's current strength has reached the level of an intermediate saint master, which is two stages higher than Jian Chen, although Jian Chen's Light Wind Sword and the middle-aged man's Daguan Sword colliding together may not bring too much damage to his Light Wind Sword, but the strong force of the shock will still make Jian Chen unbearable, so Jian Chen is impossible to fight with the middle-aged man no matter what, because it will only be him who suffers.

Dodging the middle-aged man's blow again, the middle-aged man suddenly revealed a slight flaw in the defense, Jian Chen's eyes flashed, seized this hard-won opportunity, and then went all out, his body came to the middle-aged man's back silently like a ghost, and the light wind sword in his hand burst out of a fierce sword qi, turning into a blood-red light, stabbing towards the middle-aged man's back, the long sword broke through the air, making a slight sharp sound, in front of this sword, as if the air was cut, and the speed, even faster, instantly approached the middle-aged man's back, just when the tip of the sword had not completely contacted the middle-aged man's back, The sword qi at the tip of the sword that kept swallowing cut through the clothes behind the middle-aged man and pierced the skin first.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his back, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, but he didn't show much panicked, he was already on guard against the sword dust speed to the extreme speed of a sword, and then the powerful holy power gushed out from his body again, and instantly condensed into a defensive energy shield on his back to block the sword momentum, and at the same time, the light cyan light light on the middle-aged man's body skyrocketed, at this moment, he had already increased his speed to the extreme, and his body left a phantom in place, just when the tip of the sword dust light wind sword was about to pierce his back, the middle-aged man's body had moved sideways for a distance of half a meter, out of the attack range of the light wind sword。

The middle-aged man guessed in his heart that the sword dust stabbed out so quickly, he must have done his best, and at this moment his own defense has been weakened to the minimum, so the middle-aged man also seized this very rare opportunity, after dodging the sword of the sword dust, he immediately raised the Daguan knife in his hand, and the light cyan light on the knife that kept flickering gradually turned into a dazzling light in the dark night, and then the Daguan knife left a brilliant cyan light in the air, which had been slashed towards the sword dust at a very fast speed, and this knife was already a full blow of the middle-aged man。

After several battles with Jian Chen, the middle-aged man has deeply realized the difficulty of Jian Chen, Jian Chen's rich combat experience makes him every time he fights with him, he does not leave the slightest flaw, whether it is attacking or dodging, the coordination and transformation between the moves seem to be seamless, so that he has no chance, and this time with Jian Chen's full force of a sword, in the case of insufficient defensive strength, may be the only chance he can give Jian Chen's heavy damage, so, for this blow, the middle-aged man did not spare the slightest hand。

The Daguan knife slashed through the air at an extremely fast speed, and if it was some people with slightly weaker strength, they wouldn't even have time to react in front of this knife.

"Wow!"

With a sound explosion, the Daguan Knife, which was wrapped in a layer of pale cyan light, slashed off Jian Chen's head without hindrance, passing through his body, and slammed into the ground without losing a single bit.

With a roar, the Daguan knife, which contained the power of the middle-aged man's full force, sank deep into the dirt on the ground, and the powerful holy power on the knife body blasted the surrounding soil out of a one-meter diameter pit, and the dust flew up, directly annihilating the figure of the sword dust in it.

However, on the middle-aged man's face, he did not show the slightest look of joy, but his face became extremely solemn.

"Afterimage!" The middle-aged man secretly exclaimed in his heart, however, just when this thought just popped up in his heart, a strong sense of crisis spread throughout the middle-aged man's heart, the middle-aged man did not hesitate at all, his body was almost reflexively tilted to the side, and at the same time, the Daguan knife in his hand was immediately pulled out of the soil, and he slashed behind him without looking.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, I saw the Daguan knife in the middle-aged man's hand and a weak long sword that suddenly appeared and was covered in blood.

At the moment when the long sword and the Daguan sword collided, Jian Chen, who was holding the long sword, suddenly changed his face, and immediately became a little pale, and his chest rose and fell violently a few times, and then immediately withdrew his sword and quickly retreated.