Chapter Eighty-Four: Chen Jianwei's Strength

Lei Mingtian, Xiao Mubai and the Sword Evil all shot at Chen Jianwei, Chen Jianwei looked a little embarrassed after being hit by a hundred people joining forces, even so, his combat power was still not weakened at all, and at the same time, he was still at ease in the face of the three of them.

"You don't know what strength is. ”

"You have forgotten that I am not only the owner of the Sword Forge Villa, but also the master of the Sword Forge Villa. "From the time he made his move to the present, Jian Jue didn't seem to have participated in the battle, and I have to admit that the current Chen Jianwei is indeed very strong.

He stood in the air, his eyes fixed on the sword demons, like a god.

The right hand slowly approached the scabbard tied to the left, slowly holding the hilt of the sword, and at that moment, he pulled out the sword and swung it extremely quickly, and the white sword qi flew to the side.

He wanted to use the slow sword drawing action to attract the attention of the three of them, so as to find an opportunity to attack the idiot, and there was no doubt that his goal was achieved.

Fool Fan was so cautious that he was calculated, he focused his attention on the scabbard, and he never thought that Chen Jianwei would attack him.

Crazy Fan was hit in the chest by a lightning-like sword qi, and flew out upside down like a meteor, only to slam into the ground after a hundred and ten meters.

A mouthful of blood spurted out violently and fell to the ground. I don't know if I'm dead or alive.

Blood stars were sprinkled all over the disguised face, and the already pale face looked even whiter now.

Watching Crazy Fan lie down, Chen Jianwei showed a grim smile: "Finally solve your fly, wait for me to solve them, and then hang your body on the city tower for three days." This is the end of going against me Chen Jianwei, in the next life, long snacks. ”

The city lord of Dongzhou City is an old man who is over the age of sixties, not only old, but also with a body of illness, coughing a few times every two steps, such a person is the city lord, and the Sword Casting Villa can be the king and hegemony in Dongzhou. The City Lord's Mansion is like a fictitious one.

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Seeing an inconsequential person lying down has no effect on them, just an inconspicuous person dies, like an ant dies.

Xiao Mubai wanted to go and see the situation, but the enemy in front of him told him that he couldn't be distracted.

In today's situation, Chen Jianwei has completely gained the upper hand, how can a reincarnation powerhouse who has achieved a qualitative breakthrough in cultivation be so easy to deal with.

He was like a ruthless butcher at the moment, with an indifferent expression and a murderous intent that could no longer be concealed, staring coldly at the few people in front of him.

"Next, it's your turn. ”

"Cold Night Rain Sword Formation"

Chen Jianwei muttered.

There was a drizzle where the three of them were, and they felt a little cold with their hands, and suddenly those small raindrops turned into sharp swords, cutting through the sky, and also cutting through the face of the sword evil, leaving a bright red small hole.

"Don't hold your hands any longer, our chances of survival are slim if we go on like this. Lei Mingtian said to the two.

"Find a chance to get out of here, or we'll all have to stay here." Lei Mingtian said loudly.

The three people trapped by Chen Jianwei's realm were fending off the attack from the sword array while seeking a way to break through the realm.

"There it is. Lei Mingtian spoke again.

To the east of that sword array, a black dark cloud gathered Chen Jianwei's cultivation, and a steady stream of rain erupted from there.

"Break it. ”

The three of them combined their blows and headed towards the dark clouds.

The dark cloud seemed to have grown a smart mind, and it quickly dodged the combined attack of the three of them.

"No, it's Chen Jianwei who is controlling the dark cloud. "If they are allowed to keep evading, even if they can dodge those rain-turned swords, they will end up dying of exhaustion.

"Mu Bai, use your domain to slow down that dark cloud, Sword Prince, you cover Mu Bai, and I will attack that dark cloud. "Lei Mingtian is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and after thinking for a while, he came up with countermeasures.

The two of them did according to the words of the thunderous sky.

"Vast with ice and snow"

"Sword Intent - Protection"

The cooperation between the two was quite tacit, and Xiao Mubai quickly trapped the dark cloud in the field.

The dark clouds in that realm moved much slower, and Thundering Heaven found the opportunity to strike a fatal blow at it, and the dark clouds dispersed and the realm broke.

After the field was forced, Chen Jianwei was also slightly injured, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't wait for him to recover, take advantage of the moment, don't leave your hand. Otherwise, everyone here will die. Lei Mingtian said anxiously.

The three of them have applied all their lifelong cultivation, and if they still can't defeat Chen Jianwei with all their strength, then here today, except for Chen Jianwei, everyone else has to die, not so much to protect the safety of others, but for their own lives.

Three different colored cultivators surrounded the three of them, like three rainbows heading straight for Chen Jianwei. Everywhere it passed, it was dusty.

Chen Jianwei, who had not completely recovered his breath, also had to go on the defensive.

The three figures that were extremely fast sent the final blow to Chen Jianwei, and Chen Jianwei threw away the sword and used his cultivation to surround himself, forming a circle of light.

After only hearing the three sounds of "bang, bang, bang", the surrounding buildings where Chen Jianwei was located could not withstand the strong pressure of cultivation, and exploded in an instant. Rubble flies.

The entire underground palace shuddered at it.

After holding on for three seconds, Sword Evil and the others were shocked again, and after Chen Jianwei spit out a mouthful of old blood, he also wilted.

Lei Mingtian and the others could no longer lift their strength to apply their cultivation, and with internal injuries, I am afraid it would take a long time to recover.

Chen Jianwei sat cross-legged, and suddenly a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

He was no longer able to fight.

He was careless, he underestimated the power of the three of them with all their strength, he still had a lot of stunts that he hadn't released, but now he couldn't release them anymore, he wanted to kill three little mice like a cat, but he was bitten by a mouse.

The four of them just insisted, and no one could do anything to the other.

And at this moment, the sealed cultivation in Idiot Fan's body is spreading all over his body, slowly healing his injuries....

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"Hey, you guys, go kill him, or we'll all die when he recovers. Lei Mingtian looked at the few monks who could still fight.

Those monks looked at Chen Jianwei tremblingly, no one dared to make a move, Chen Jianwei's battle just now had already cast a shadow in their hearts.

"A few of you go and kill them, and when I recover, not only will I not kill you, but I will treat you as my guests of the Sword Forge Villa, a lot of gold, silver and jewelry for you to choose from, and the jewelry here, I don't want any of them, I will give them all to you, how about it?" Chen Jianwei is now in a weak position, so he does not hesitate to use money as a temptation.

The three of them glanced at each other and slowly walked towards Chen Jianwei.

They don't dare to gamble, and if they lose, they lose their lives.

"Ah" rushed towards Chen Jianwei, but Chen Jianwei left one hand and beat the three of them with one palm, and the three of them also lay down.

Chen Jianwei also used up the last trace of his body, he originally kept a trace of cultivation for emergencies, and ended up using it on the body of the three wastes. After another mouthful of old blood spurted out, Chen Jianwei straightened his legs and put his palms on the ground to barely support his body. He was already very weak, and if it weren't for the current enemy, he would have wanted to lie down quietly like this.

The whole palace was densely packed with lying people, some people were wailing, some people were alive, some people were dead, and they were all lying there, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

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Crazy Fan's closed eyes slowly opened, he looked at Chen Jianwei, who had a weak breath, and then looked at Jian Xie and the others who were lying on the ground in pain, and got up from the ground with difficulty.

Seeing that Crazy Fan got up again, he seemed to see hope again, and a little joy appeared on his face.

Lei Mingtian was out of breath, and said weakly: "Little brother, kill Chen Jianwei, otherwise when he recovers, we will all suffer." "At this moment, Crazy Fan seems to be a life-saving grass, and he can live by holding on to him.

Picking up a big knife from the side, he limped slowly close to Chen Jianwei, and the distance of a few steps on weekdays seemed to be a moat at this moment.

As soon as it tossed, the disfigured skin on his face also shook. Idiot Fan subconsciously went to paste it, but as soon as he pasted it, Friend fell down, and seeing that it was useless, he simply tore him off, revealing Fool's handsome face.