The shouts of killing in the compound of the Tianxiong family shook the sky, and at this time, hundreds of people had poured out from various parts of the compound, blocking the water around the place where the fight was fighting.

Dressed in white cloth, Jian Chen, holding a light wind sword, kept shuttling through the crowd in a chic manner, dodging attacks from all directions, while killing the people of the Tianxiong family, as the silver-white sword light around him continued to flicker, every time it flickered, it would pierce or cut a person's throat, mercilessly harvesting life.

His movements were smooth, and even if he was surrounded by hundreds of people, he still had a calm face.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came, and when he heard the sound, a cadre of guards of the Tianxiong family immediately stepped back, and a pair of eyes stared at Jian Chen with vigilance.

The Heavenly Warrior walked over from a distance, and behind him, there were several people of different ages, these people were the same people who had been in the Great Hall before, and each of them represented a strong force in Wacker City.

Tian Xionglie walked into the door with a serious face, but when his gaze swept over the dozens of lifeless guards who were blocking the ground, his face couldn't help but become gloomy, and his most gloomy gaze fell on Jian Chen's face that was not very old.

When Tian Xiong saw Jian Chen's appearance clearly, his face changed slightly, and immediately, a strong killing intent flashed from his eyes, and his gaze towards Jian Chen was like a fierce beast.

"You're Sword Dust. Tian Xionglie stared fiercely at the bland sword dust, gritted his teeth and said word by word, and under his eyes, a touch of blood red also faintly appeared.

Jian Chen smiled indifferently and said, "Tianxiong Family Master, I didn't expect you to remember me." ”

Tian Xionglie's whole body trembled slightly, for the murderer of his only son in front of him, he would never forget it no matter what, even when he dreamed every night, his mind would appear from time to time Jian Chen's young face, although he had seen Jian Chen's number of times very rarely, and it had been more than a year, but Jian Chen's appearance could be said to have been deeply imprinted in Tian Xionglie's mind, and he could never forget it.

"Jianchen, Lao Tzu was looking for you, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to send it to the door, since this is the case, then you will stay here forever. Tian Xionglie stared at Jian Chen's eyes full of hatred, and gritted his teeth.

Jian Chen snorted disdainfully and said, "Tianxionglie, you couldn't keep me a year ago, and a year later, you still can't keep me, with your little Tianxiong family, you don't have the qualifications to let me stay." ”

Hearing this, a fierce light flashed in Tianxionglie's eyes, a year ago, Jian Chen escaped from him many times with the strength of the Holy Master, making him embarrassed, which was simply an indelible shame for him.

However, Tian Xionglie didn't know that the strength of Sword Dust at that time was still at the stage of a high-level Great Sage, and there was still a small gap between him and the Holy Master.

"Boy, today I want to see how much taller you have grown in the past year, and guard my surroundings to prevent him from escaping. As soon as he finished speaking, Peng Ai's earthy yellow light emerged from Tian Xionglie's hand, quickly condensing into a wide axe. Holding the giant axe in his hand, Tian Xionglie rushed towards the sword dust quickly with heavy steps.

"Drink!" With a loud shout, Tianxiong Lie raised the giant axe, and with surging holy power, accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking the air, he slashed towards the sword dust like lightning.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, if he had faced Tian Xionglie's thunderous attack a year ago, he would definitely have to avoid the edge for the time being, and he would not dare to touch it, but now he is no longer what it used to be.

A layer of hazy sword light emerged from the Light Wind Sword, enveloping the entire sword dust of the Light Wind Sword, and then turned into a silver-white lightning bolt that stabbed towards the giant axe without fear.

Seeing that Jian Chen's face was not dodging and not avoiding it, Tianxiong Lie's eyes flashed with coldness, and he obviously felt extremely stupid for Jian Chen's behavior. He fought with Jian Chen a year ago, and when he knew Jian Chen very well in his heart, he didn't believe that Jian Chen's strength could grow to the same height as himself in this year.

Tian Xionglie let out a low shout, and the holy power on the giant axe couldn't help but become a little stronger, piercing the sky with a thunderous momentum, trying to destroy the holy soldiers of Sword Dust in one fell swoop.

"Ding!"

The two holy soldiers that were completely disproportionate in size collided together in mid-air, and the holy power contained in the holy soldiers collided with each other, and suddenly burst out with a roaring sound, turning into a visible ripple of energy, with the two holy soldiers as the center, and quickly spread towards the surroundings, when these energy ripples reached the ground, the hard stone slab cracked inch by inch like a piece of tofu, and the cracks like spider webs spread rapidly to all around.

As soon as the two holy soldiers collided together, Tian Xionglie's face changed suddenly, his eyes looked at Jian Chen in disbelief, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a little horror.

From this encounter, Tian Xionglie knew in his heart the strength of Jian Chen, compared with a year ago, it was simply a sea change, a year ago, if Jian Chen hadn't relied on his speed to play a game of hide and seek with him with the help of the complex terrain in the jungle, he pinched Jian Chen's death was as simple as pinching an ant to death, but a year later, the original ant had grown to the height of being able to confront him head-on, such a fast progress speed, which made Tian Xionglie feel unbelievable.

Even, Tian Xionglie felt that the sword dust at this time was not one person at all from the original sword dust, but two people, because the strength of the sword dust after a year was really too different from that of a year ago.

Jian Chen's footsteps staggered back a few steps, although he was already able to resist Tian Xionglie's attack on the front, but he still couldn't achieve the point of parity, although Tian Xionglie was an intermediate Great Saint Master, and his strength was limited to be stronger than him, but because of his deep earth attribute Holy Power, he had a unique advantage, and his combat power was far inferior to that of an ordinary master at the peak of the Great Saint Master.

On the other hand, Tian Xiong Lie, his body was still standing firmly in the middle of the field, but his feet had sunk into the ground about an inch deep.

"Boy, I didn't expect that in the past year, your strength has progressed so terrifyingly. Tian Xionglie stared at Jian Chen with a gloomy face, and said in a deep voice: "But no matter how much progress you make, I will keep you here forever today." With that, Tian Xionglie rushed towards the sword dust again.