Jian Chen dealt with a group of enemies alone, and the constant desolate screams in the field and the bloody scene in front of him were already commonplace for him, and he couldn't make the slightest impression of his state of mind.

As the sword in Jian Chen's hand continued to stab out, one by one the members of the reckless bandit group were buried under his sword, in front of Jian Chen's lightning-fast swordsmanship, those robbers who were equal to Jian Chen's strength couldn't go through three moves from his hand at all, and many people were stabbed in the throat by Jian Chen's direct blow and forgotten.

Jian Chen's strength is placed in a group of mercenaries, although he can only be regarded as a bottom figure, but in the number of these robbers killed, no one can compare with him, but in just a few breaths, there are more than a dozen robbers who are really under Jian Chen's sword, and the silver-white breeze sword in Jian Chen's hand, the sword surface has been stained with blood, and the entire sword has been dyed blood red, despite this, when Jian Chen's body wears a coarse cloth clothes, it is still clean and neat, and there is no fixed blood splashed on it, and it is not covered in blood like the rest of the mercenaries。

Unconsciously, Jian Chen had already penetrated into the bandits' camp alone, and now within twenty meters around him, all of them were robbers from some reckless bandit groups, and there was not a single mercenary, and those mercenaries were almost all organized in groups of three or five to fight with the robbers.

"Kill!" the three robbers closest to Jian Chen's screams rushed towards Jian Chen, and then raised their weapons and slashed at Jian Chen's head.

Jian Chen's footsteps stepped out quickly, his body was like a ghost, and he came to one of the robbers in an instant at a very fast speed, and at the same time, the light wind sword in his hand slashed into a red light, stabbing the robber's throat with lightning speed.

Jian Chen's own proficient in fast swordsmanship, the speed of this sword is even faster to the extreme, the robber's nerves didn't have time to reflect, he could only see a red light flashing away, and then, he felt a slight numbness in his throat, and then, his breathing was extremely difficult, as if his throat was blocked by something, which actually made him unable to breathe, and then, bright red blood flowed out of his neck, and the robber, unable to make even the slightest sound, slowly fell backwards.

At the last moment, he hadn't even understood how he died, perhaps, he didn't know that his throat had been pierced by Jian Chen's lightning-fast sword, because Jian Chen's swordsmanship was extremely fast, and he didn't feel a strong pain when the weak long sword pierced his throat in an instant.

After the Light Wind Sword pierced the robber's throat, Jian Chen's movements did not stop in the slightest, and at this time, the other two robbers were already close to him, and the weapons in their hands had already slashed towards his body.

Facing the weapons that the two robbers were about to cut at him, Jian Chen's expression did not show the slightest panic, the expression on his face was as calm as water, and then he immediately pulled out the light wind sword from the throat of the robber, and with a mysterious step under his feet, his body moved two meters sideways like a ghost to avoid the attack of the two robbers, and at the same time, the light wind sword in his hand that had been stained red with blood stabbed towards the throat of one of the robbers at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

Without encountering the slightest obstacle, the Light Wind Sword easily avoided the strong reflex nerve and stabbed deep into his throat, and just as the Light Wind Sword entered the robber's throat, it was immediately pulled out by the sword dust, and then immediately stabbed at the third robber.

The speed at which each sword of Jian Chen's sword pierced out was very fast, and the speed of the naked eye could not be caught at all, and in the same strength, almost no one could avoid his sword, and the third robber could not see the sword shadow of the second time at all, and the light wind sword had already entered his throat.

Killing people has long been commonplace for Jian Chen, and he has long been accustomed to this bloody scene in front of him, so that he will not frown, after solving these robbers, Jian Chen did not stop for a moment, and the light wind sword continued to stab at the robbers around him.

The battle in the field was very tragic, and at this critical juncture that was related to their own lives, no one could stay out of the situation, even those coachmen who were not strong enough to be saints, all gathered together in three or five, and gathered the strength of several people to cooperate with some mercenaries to attack those lone robbers.

The tragic battle made the number of people on both sides decrease rapidly, whether it was a robber or a mercenary, the casualties were very heavy, except for Jian Chen, who still maintained the clean coarse cloth clothes, everyone was covered with blood, and even a few people were covered in blood, looking like a bloody person, and their bodies were covered with large and small wounds.

Although these robbers are much more numerous than these mercenaries, but the strength of their individuals and the cooperation of the team are far inferior to these disciplined, and often cooperate with the mercenaries, with the fight of both sides, among the fallen people, the number of robbers is much more than the mercenaries, even so, but the two sides can only barely maintain a balanced stage in terms of numbers.

Jian Chen, who was still alone in the bandit group, kept shuttling, calmly dodging attacks from all directions, and the light wind sword in his hand that had been completely stained red with blood kept stabbing out, with each sword he stabbed, either directly hit the robbers' heart and throat with a fatal blow, or left a deep wound on the robbers' bodies, and the robbers around them, there was no way to face Jian Chen, not only could they not see the sword stabbed by Jian Chen, but even the weapons in their hands could not hit Jian Chen's body at all, because there were many times, just when the weapons in their hands were about to hit Jian ChenAt this critical moment, Jian Chen's sword dust can always be dangerous and dangerous, dodging the past at a slight distance, and as a result, your group of robbers can't even touch Jian Chen's clothes, but people keep falling under Jian Chen's sword.

There were more and more robbers who died at the hands of Jian Chen, and gradually, the robbers around them also discovered the strength of Jian Chen's strength, and began to deliberately distance themselves from him, after all, in the case of being invincible, no one wanted to die in vain.

"Your Excellency, let me meet you. At this moment, a deep voice came into Jian Chen's ears, and as soon as the words fell, I saw a pale cyan light shooting towards Jian Chen's at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling the speed of this pale cyan light and the powerful energy that inadvertently emanated from it, Jian Chen's face changed suddenly, just by the strength of this blow, he had already judged that the strength of the person was very strong, so strong that with his current strength, he would not dare to touch it at all, otherwise, I am afraid that the other party can hurt himself with just this blow.

The speed of this pale cyan light was very fast, and it had already come to the current of Jian Chen, and at the same time, Jian Chen's face became extremely solemn, and he immediately controlled his body and tried his best to dodge to the side.

The pale cyan light almost grazed Jian Chen's shoulder and slammed into the ground, and with a loud "boom!", the ground was punched out of a deep crater.

Jian Chen's body retreated sharply, immediately distanced himself from the other party, and retreated to five zhang away in the blink of an eye, when he stopped, Jian Chen looked up, although it was dark now, when through the fire that was still burning tenaciously in the distance and his extraordinary eyesight, he could still clearly see the person opposite.

I saw that the person was a middle-aged man about thirty or forty years old, the middle-aged man should be in shape, and he didn't look very strong, and his appearance also looked ordinary, with the cloth clothes he was wearing on him, he looked like a very ordinary person, if you remove the Daguan knife that was held in his right hand and was a person tall, and was exuding a blue light, then the middle-aged man in front of him looked like an ordinary person, and there was nothing that could attract attention on his body.

Just as Jian Chen looked at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's calm gaze was also looking at Jian Chen, and at the same time he spoke: "Your strength is very good, the opponent should be me." The middle-aged man's voice was very flat, his eyes were staring at Jian Chen, as if Jian Chen was the only one in his eyes, and he looked indifferent to the shouts and killings around him all day.

Jian Chen's eyes turned slightly, and looked around, this middle-aged man obviously has a high status in a group of robbers, since he appeared, the robbers within a certain range of Jian Chen's have avoided it, although there are many robbers around Jian Chen, but when they saw the middle-aged man who was fighting against Jian Chen, they suddenly didn't dare to step forward, and they went to find other mercenaries to fight.

Jian Chen's face became solemn, he knew in his heart that this battle was definitely the first battle of life and death that he had encountered when he came to this world, although he had experienced a hundred battles and was confident that he could be invincible in the same rank, but in the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, Jian Chen did not have much confidence to be able to kill the other party, just from the strength of the middle-aged man's blow just now, Jian Chen had already seen that the middle-aged man's strength exceeded himself too much, and the middle-aged man also had the holy power of the wind attribute, and he was no slower than himself in terms of speed.

The middle-aged man stared at Jian Chen, and slowly picked up the Daguan knife that was a little higher than his body, and the Daguan knife was surrounded by a faint cyan light, and a trace of breeze swirled around the middle-aged man's body.

Noticing the middle-aged man's movements, Jian Chen's spirit also hit it highly, even if he mastered that mysterious step, but in the face of an enemy whose strength was too much higher than his own, and who also had the power of a wind attribute saint and was good at speed, he didn't dare to be careless.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a loud shout, stepped under his feet, and quickly rushed towards Jian Chen, the middle-aged man's speed was extremely fast, and he came to Jian Chen's body in the blink of an eye, and the cyan light on the Daguan knife was sheng, and the sword that had been divided into a piece of cyan slashed towards Jian Chen's neck at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Jian Chen's head was slightly off, and the Daguan knife almost grazed his head, and after the sword, there was a chance that black hair would slowly fall from the air.

At the same time as his head shifted, Jian Chen's body suddenly became shorter, and he saw him stride forward, and his body quickly leaned forward, so as to narrow the distance between himself and the middle-aged man, and the light wind sword in his hand formed a blood-red light, stabbing towards the middle-aged man's heart at lightning speed.

In the face of a middle-aged man whose strength is much stronger than his own, this sword and sword dust has gone all out, without the slightest hand, the speed of this sword is so fast that it has almost reached the limit of what Jian Chen can play now, almost instantly, the tip of the light wind sword has reached the middle-aged man's chest, and on the tip of the sword, the sword qi that is constantly swallowing is even about to pierce into the middle-aged man's body.

Looking at the tip of the sword that reached his chest in this instant, the middle-aged man's face changed in shock, and his eyes were full of disbelief, but the middle-aged man's reaction was also very fast, at this critical moment, the powerful holy power sprayed out from the middle-aged man's body, and finally formed a strong shock wave to impact the light wind sword that had reached his chest, and at the same time, a part of the holy power formed a seemingly weak, but very solid shield around his body.

PS: I missed Chapter 51 when I updated it before, and now it's been filled