"Good time!" The middle-aged man shouted, brandishing his machete and facing Jian Chen without the slightest fear, but at this moment, his face had become serious.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

In the quiet alley, there was a clanging sound from a series of weapons colliding, and the bodies of Jian Chen and the middle-aged man were moving rapidly in this narrow alley. Jian Chen, with the strength of an intermediate great sage, faced an intermediate saint master, and in the case of a head-on fight, he actually did not fall behind at all.

Jian Chen's body is light and agile, like a ghost, constantly moving around the middle-aged man, and the silver-white breeze sword in his hand constantly turns into silver-white light and stabs the middle-aged man's throat in different directions, and the machete in the middle-aged man's hand has been impermeable to his dance, constantly resisting the attack of the sword dust, at the beginning, the middle-aged man occasionally has the ability to fight back in the face of the endless attacks of the sword dust, but as the speed of the sword dust continues to accelerate, gradually, the middle-aged man has lost the power to resist under the dense attack of the sword dust, and can only blindly resist。

It's not that the middle-aged man can't fight back, but once he fights back, I'm afraid that before his attack falls on Jian Chen, he himself will be pierced through the throat by a sword as fast as lightning.

The middle-aged man's forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, he didn't expect that the strength of the young man who looked to be only in his twenties was so powerful, with the strength of his intermediate sage, he was almost unable to parry, and what frightened the middle-aged man the most was that the young man's sword was too fast, not only the speed of stabbing was amazing, but the frequency of the sword was also terrifying.

Now, the middle-aged man regretted it very much in his heart, if he had known that Dao Jianchen had such a strong strength, he would not have said anything and would not have followed.

In the small alley, more than a dozen people looked at the fierce sword dust that was fighting with the middle-aged man with a dull face, they also didn't expect that Jian Chen, who looked younger than them, actually had the strength to compete with the boss of himself and others, although they still had more than a dozen people, but in the face of such a battle, they couldn't plug in, even if they rushed up, they were sent to death in vain, although there were three people with the strength of the great sage, but with the strength of their great sage, they could see clearly for such a battle, with their eyesight, they could see at a glance that their boss had fallen behind, and they were beaten by the sword dust without the power to fight back, only blindly resisting, life can be said to be at any time, even if they and others rush forward, it will be useless, just send them to death in vain, because they have no confidence that they can dodge the lightning-fast sword of Jian Chen.

After Jian Chen and the middle-aged man fought again for a few rounds, taking advantage of the gap that the middle-aged man resisted, the sharp light in Jian Chen's eyes flashed away, and his right arm shook suddenly, stretched out like lightning, and under the drive of the arm, the light wind sword in his hand turned into a silver-white light and stabbed towards the throat of the middle-aged man, and instantly came to the throat of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was shocked, in the face of this extremely fast sword, he almost completely lost any ability to dodge and resist, the speed of this sword was too fast, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, the speed of this sword had reached an incredible level, and it was not at all something that he could dodge.

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned extremely pale, and just when he thought he was going to die, the silver-white light wind sword just touched his throat, and the momentum of the forward rush came to an abrupt halt, and at this critical moment, it stopped so suddenly, and the sharp tip of the sword just touched the throat of the middle-aged man.

Although the breeze sword did not pierce the middle-aged man's throat, the middle-aged man still felt that he had difficulty breathing, and there was a sharp pain in his throat where the tip of the sword was pointed, as if his throat had been cut by a sword.

The middle-aged man's body maintained its original posture and stood there in a daze, and now he didn't even dare to move, for fear that if he made a slight move, the silver long sword would pierce his throat mercilessly, and the middle-aged man's face was already covered with fine cold sweat.

"Big....Big... Swordsman... Heroes spare their lives... Hero's life, next....next time... Next time, the little ones will not dare to offend the heroes again. The middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen with fear in his eyes, and begged for mercy in a trembling tone. In this case that his own value and life are in the hands of the other party, the middle-aged man can no longer care about his face problem and Jian Chen's age is much younger than himself, in his opinion, as long as he can pick up this life, even if he kneels down to Jian Chen, it is not impossible.

Jian Chen's eyes stared at the middle-aged man calmly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he slowly put away his sword and stood up, and said in a flat tone: "I'm in a good mood today, I don't want to open the killing ring, in the future, you can do it yourself, don't let me meet you and see that you are still doing this business, this is so close to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, with your strength, it is more than enough to hunt some low-level Demon Beasts." Dropping these words, Jian Chen strode away from this small alley.

"Yes, yes, we must follow the orders of the hero, and we will never do this in the future. The middle-aged man hurriedly spoke, looking at him like that, as if he didn't dare to obey Jian Chen's orders......

When Jian Chen's figure disappeared into the small alley, the middle-aged man took a long breath, stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and now when he recalled the scene of the moment of life and death just now, the middle-aged man felt a burst of fear, just now, his little life was hanging by a thread, and it was almost over.

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After leaving the small alley, Jian Chen walked through several streets and found an inn to stay in. At night, Jian Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a fist-sized white stone in his hand and studying.

"What the hell is this, it looks like stone, but the material is a little different from stone. It's iron, but it's a little different from iron. Staring at the strange white stone that was the size of a fast fist in his hand but weighed in vain, Jian Chen's face was full of doubts.

At the beginning, it was the strangeness of the two points of light in the sword dust dantian that aroused Jian Chen's interest in this white stone, at that time, Jian Chen clearly felt that the two points of light in his dantian were unbelievably similar to excitement and happy mood fluctuations, but when he bought this white stone, the two points of light in his dantian fell silent again, returning to the previous state, and now even if he held the white stone in his hand, he could not cause the two points of light in the dantian to move at all。

Moreover, Jian Chen didn't know the origin of this strange white stone at all, although he had read a lot of books in the academy's library before, but he still didn't find the slightest news about the white stone.

Jian Chen took the white stone in his hand and looked at it over and over for a long time, except for learning that this white stone was very hard, there was no other gain. Even if he blistered it with water and burned it with fire, he couldn't make the white stone change in the slightest, and in desperation, Jian Chen had no choice but to put the white stone into the space belt again.

Then Jian Chen once again observed the two points of light that were purple and one green in his dantian, and now the situation of these two points of light was the same as in the past, quietly entrenched there, without the slightest movement. Although these two points of light dwell in the dantian of Jian Chen, Jian Chen's helplessness against it, not even close to it, only watching from a distance, because around these two points of light, one purple and one green, there is a mysterious force to guard, once Jian Chen wants to get close, it will be hindered by this mysterious force, and this mysterious force is very powerful, with Jian Chen's current ability, it is not possible to break through this force, so an area near the two points of light of one purple and one green is completely forbidden for Jian Chen。

"Alas!" Jian Chen sighed secretly, now that such an accident had happened in his dantian, he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

On this night, Jian Chen did not cultivate as before, but fell asleep on the bed, he had been away from the Gesen Kingdom for two or three months, and tonight, it was the first time he had slept in months.

Sleeping, is undoubtedly to replenish the gods who consume too much during the day, and the god of Jian Chen's is already powerful, as long as he does not use the two abilities of using the Divine Sword and controlling the light holy power that consume too much of the god, he can go without sleeping for a few days and nights, and in the past, he was cultivating every night, and in the process of cultivation, his god can also recover quickly, so Jian Chen's never slept in the past few months, and it can't have any impact on it.

Early the next morning, Jian Chen got up refreshed, then opened the window to look at the early morning scenery outside, breathed in the fresh morning air, and sighed: "I haven't slept for a few months, and I've almost forgotten what it's like to sleep, but now I realize that it turns out that sleeping is so comfortable!"

Then, Jianchen settled the bill, left the inn directly, and then went to buy a good horse, rode it and rushed to the place agreed with Kende.

The place where the Flame Mercenary Group gathered was still the dim hut, and at the same time, this hut was also a common resting place for the eight of them, and a small mercenary group like the Flame Mercenary Group simply did not have enough funds to buy a large area of the house, so they had to live together in this small place.

Before coming to the hut, Jian Chen fixed the horse rope, and was just about to knock on the door, the door was suddenly opened, and the door was opened by a thin young man, who didn't seem to be much older than Jian Chen, and was relieved to be the youngest person in the Flame Mercenary Regiment except for Jian Chen-Xiao Dao.

A faint smile appeared on Jian Chen's face, and he said, "Little knife, is this going out?"

Xiaodao smiled and said, "I heard the sound of horses' hooves, so I guessed that you were here, didn't you come to open the door for you, come in, Jian Chen, everyone is waiting for you." ”