Chapter 1845: Sword Dust's Fury

Jian Chen didn't pay attention to Hua Yongyuan, stared at this killing array, and said: "This deal, whether you agree or not, if you don't agree, I won't force you." ”

"Senior" Hua Yong waited for the four elders' faces to change, if the formation was really broken, as long as one of them escaped back to the sect, then the four of them would inevitably suffer extremely severe punishments, and even people from their faction would directly give up on them.

Because, the current suzerain has not yet fallen to the head of their faction.

In the killing array, Zeng Fei and the four of them were all happy, and they hurriedly agreed to be willing to make this deal with Jian Chen.

After receiving the reply of Zeng Fei and the others, Jian Chen did not hesitate, and with a grasp of the void in his palm, a bright and powerful sword qi condensed out of thin air, turning into a white light and shooting out towards the killing array below.

At the moment when Jian Chen's hand moved, Hua Yongyuan and the four of them also acted, and the eyes of the four of them flashed with a cold light, and at the same time, they flew up from the ground, and a big knife with a fiery red body appeared in their hands at the same time, as bewitching as blood.

"Blood Yang Sword Array!"

Hua Yongyuan and the four of them shouted at the same time, the blood knife in his hand bloomed with a scorching red glow, there was a raging flame burning, the four blood knives were staggered in the sky, and the scorching red rays merged into one, forming a huge round of blood yang hanging high in the air, exuding a terrifying high temperature.

The four of them formed a formation in the shortest possible time, controlling the blood yang formed after the four blood knives were united, and rolled up the sword qi in the sky and shrouded towards the sword dust.

They would never watch Jian Chen's eyes break through the big formation, allowing Zeng Fei and the four of them to escape, even if Jian Chen's main god was a powerhouse, they still decisively swung their swords at Jian Chen, and the moment they grabbed Jian Chen's shot to break the formation, they suddenly shot out and sent out the strongest blow.

"I can't help myself!" Jian Chen snorted coldly, his fingers a little in the air.

This finger, with the supreme divine power of the powerhouse of the main god realm, the strongest blow sent by the formation of the four Heavenly God Realm elders of Hua Yongyuan was not qualified to get close to Jian Chen's body at all, so under Jian Chen's finger, it collapsed in the void.

The Blood Sun shattered, turning into a divine flame that swept through the sky, dyeing the entire world red, and the terrifying heat baked the earth hot.

"Poof!" The four elders of Hua Yongyuan spat blood from their mouths, and their bodies fell out of the divine flames in a disarray, their faces were pale, and their eyes looking at Jian Chen were full of shock.

This is definitely not an ordinary main god, even if an ordinary main god can crack their formation as easily as Jian Chen, he definitely has no spare strength to hit them hard.

"Compared to the four brothers of Thunder, you are too far behind. Jian Chen said expressionlessly, and at the same time, the sword qi also bombarded the killing array arranged by Hua Yongyuan and the four of them, and with a loud roar, the killing array was directly shattered under the sword qi of Jian Chen, revealing the four Zeng Fei who were trapped inside.

Zeng Fei's four elders stood there covered in blood, staring at Jian Chen with shocked faces, their hearts were very uneasy, and they also realized in their hearts that the person in front of them was actually a powerhouse of the main god realm.

But immediately, Zeng Fei returned to his senses, took the red gold stone as quickly as possible, handed it to Jian Chen with a respectful face, and said respectfully: "Seniors, Hua Yongyuan and the four of them ignored the rules of the door and wantonly killed their fellow disciples, if it weren't for the help of their seniors, the four of us would be in a catastrophe today, begging our seniors to help us." Zeng Fei asked Jian Chen for help, although the formation was forced, the four of them had already been seriously injured, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to escape from the pursuit of Hua Yongyuan and a few people.

Jian Chen checked the red gold stone, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief, put the red gold stone away casually, and said: "This is an internal matter of your Blood Sword Sect, and it is inconvenient for me to interfere, but the four of them are also injured, whether they fight or flee, you can do it." As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Chen rose into the sky and rushed straight to the imperial city.

"Let's go!" Zeng Fei and the four of them also made a quick decision and fled as quickly as possible. Their injuries are even more serious than Hua Yongyuan's, and in the killing formation, they consume a lot, and if they really fight, they are definitely not Hua Yongyuan's opponents.

"Chase, don't let them escape back to the sect. Hua Yongyuan and the four immediately pursued

Jian Chen had already returned to the imperial city of the Pingtian Divine Kingdom, and he didn't stop at all along the way, he went straight to the outside of the auction house of the Imperial Union Chamber of Commerce, and then his divine sense spread out in all directions.

"The red lazuli has already arrived, and the two superb materials that can be used to refine the purple and blue twin swords that appeared at the auction this time are the piece of fiery gold in Yu's hand. Jian Chen, centered on the auction behavior, began to search for the traces of Xiyu and Mo Yan with his divine sense, but he was overjoyed in his heart.

Originally, he participated in the auction house of the Imperial Union Chamber of Commerce, just for the soul lotus, but he didn't expect to unexpectedly harvest two kinds of materials for refining the purple and green twin swords, which was definitely an unexpected joy, how not to make him excited.

"Found it" Jian Chen's face showed a faint smile, but in an instant, the smile on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye, and his brows furrowed, cloudy and uncertain.

The next moment, his figure had turned into an afterimage and disappeared into the street.

Xiyu was holding Mo Yan, and the two of them walked aimlessly on the street with a look of grief and loss. After Mo Yan took the healing elixir of Cherishing Rain, although the injuries on his body had not recovered, they had been controlled and would not continue to deteriorate.

"Woo woo, Sister Xiyu, the main Huo Yanjin of the Jianchen family was snatched away by the main god of the Yang family, what do you say we should do, that is what we bought with great difficulty, and we were going to give it to the master of the Jianchen family, but it was snatched away by the Yang family, woo woo they are too much, too much" Mo Yan's face was pale and scary, crying sadly, his tone was weak, and he was very aggrieved.

Xiyu's face was also extremely gloomy, his eyes were cold and terrifying, and he said: "In this matter, we can only wait for the head of the family to come back and let the head of the family decide." But I remember today's events, when he steps into the realm of the main god, I will not let go of the sheep family. ”

As soon as Xiyu's words fell, at the end of the street, a white figure appeared, this figure was obviously a thousand feet away from Xiyu and Mo Yan, but as he fell down, his figure appeared directly in front of Xi Yu and Mo Yan, the speed was so fast, it was really like teleportation.

"What happened, Mo Yan, you were injured, who injured you?" The man stared at Mo Yan tightly, his deep voice was full of intense anger, and his gaze was even more terrifying, bursting out with terrifying light, full of killing intent.

"The master of the Jianchen family!" Seeing the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, Mo Yanwa cried loudly, hugged Jianchen tightly, tears were like a fountain, and the grievances that had accumulated in his heart seemed to have found an outlet at this moment, and all of them were released, crying very sadly.

Jian Chen gently hugged Mo Yan, seriously checked the injuries on Mo Yan's body, his face became more and more gloomy, more and more terrifying, his eyes stared at Xiyu fiercely, and snorted coldly: "Tell me, what happened? Who injured Mo Yan?"

At this moment, Jian Chen, like an angry tiger, exuded a cold killing intent, which was chilling and terrifying.