Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 126 Tianxiong Family

After listening to the young man, Jian Chen’s bad mood was even worse. A violent mood rose in the bottom of my heart. In an instant, the dusty eyes of Jian Chen’s original distracted eyes became as sharp as a hand. The scabbard of the sword squinted at the young man, and he said: "Roll, what qualification do you have for me to lead you?" In the tone of Jian Chen, there is a strong murderousness.

The voice of Jian Chen just fell, the six middle-aged men around the young people changed their faces slightly, and the fierce eyes suddenly stared at them.

Being looked at by the sword dust like a sharp sword, the young people could not help but tremble, and a timidity appeared quietly in their hearts, and the footsteps were slightly stepped back. However, afterwards, the young people found out that they were in a state of ecstasy. A anger rose from the heart, and soon they put out the timidity in their hearts. They thought that his noble status was actually a commission that was not as old as himself. The soldiers were frightened, which was definitely a shame for him.

The young man stared at the sword dust with anger, and stepped forward, pointing his finger at the sword dust, and shouted: "Bad boy, what do you say to the young master, there is a kind of you who give this young master a try."

The sharp eyes of Jian Chen glanced at the six middle-aged men around the young people. They were able to see their strengths at a glance. With his powerful god, they only need to feel the breath of the six people. The exact strength, a senior priest, two low-level sages, and three senior sages. This kind of strength is stronger than the flame mercenary group.

"Roll!" Jian Chen unknowingly chilled again, although he has inferred from the lineup of young people and the tone of his speech that he must be a disciple of a big family, but at this moment, the sword dust is already alone. No concern, no fear of any power at all, at most, it is more trouble.

Although trouble is not very comfortable, it is impossible to let Jian Chen apologize to a disciple.

The young man's face became very gloomy, his eyes staring at Jian Chen, and he commanded the six people around him: "Take him to me."

"Yes, young master." Immediately one person opened the door, and as soon as he stepped out of the team, he stepped forward to the front of Jian Chen and grabbed the shoulder of Jian Chen with his bare hands. This middle-aged man has the strength of a senior saint. It is the result of his 30 years of cultivation. In his view, Jian Chen is so young, the strength is certainly not too strong, and he can have advanced The strength of the saints is a first-class genius. With the strength of their own high-level saints, it is not as simple as grasping them.

In the eyes of Jian Chen, the cold mang flashed away, slightly sideways, effortlessly avoiding the palm of the middle-aged man, cold channel: "You are not qualified enough to do it with me." Jian Chen's tone is full of Disdain. If it is normal, Jian Chen will certainly not say such a thing, but the encounter of the Flame Mercenary Corps has had a great impact on his state of mind. There is no such thing as a plain, but the attitude of young people is even more arrogant. The feeling that Jian Chen’s bad mood has become a bit violent, and deep inside is a bit of an urge to kill.

After listening to the humiliating words of Jian Chen, the face of the middle-aged man suddenly became ugly. He thought of the strength of his senior saint, facing a young boy who was only in his early twenties, not only could not eat. On the contrary, it was humiliated by the other party's merciless, which made him lose face, especially behind him, there are still several companions in the caretaker, and there is also a deaf child who can influence his future future. If today is a bad lesson to teach this kid, I am afraid that he will not be able to look up in front of a companion in the future.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man decided not to keep his hand, only to see a long sword appear in the hand, with the constant flow of the Holy Spirit in the body into the long sword, the whole sword exudes a layer of dreams .

"The arrogant boy, let me see if I am qualified to do it with you now!" The middle-aged man shouted, and then waved his sword and chopped off the shoulder of Jian Chen.

The sword dust snorted, and the light wind sword brake appeared in the right hand, and then turned into a silver-white light, lightning-like stabbing.

"puff!"

Just as the long sword in the middle-aged man’s hand was just hit, the dusty sword of Jian Chen had already arrived and penetrated into his throat.

The middle-aged man suddenly stiffened his body and stared at the sword dust and the tiny sword that pierced his throat. His eyes were incredible. Then, the middle-aged man’s A pair of eyes gradually lost their fascination, and they quickly became hollow. Finally, the whole body fell softly on the ground and died.

When I saw this middle-aged man, he was killed by Jian Chen, and the other five guards who were waiting for the young people were all stunned. Then their faces suddenly changed. They all sacrificed the holy soldiers and stared at them with vigilance. The sword dust is like an enemy.

The young man couldn't believe the middle-aged man who had lost on the ground, and pointed his finger at the sword dust. He said: "You...you...you dare to kill my guard....you know what I am." Man, you....you....what is your boy who is impatient?" Young people are similar to Jian Chen’s age, but obviously grew up in the greenhouse, did not experience any wind and rain, and at the moment saw **** The scene, the timidity in the heart can not help but show it.

Although he used to bully a lot of people with the power of the family, but those people are almost all cartilage heads, do not dare to offend him, which makes him all the way to the wind, big, do not put the world in the eyes of the meaning I have never seen such a cold-blooded and ruthless person like Jian Chen. Killing an individual is so simple. It seems like a common meal. Young people who have never seen such a scene are suddenly frightened by the iron-blooded means of Jian Chen.

At this time, a resolute middle-aged man stepped forward and arched his hand against Jian Chen. He said calmly: "This little brother, we are the Tianxiong family, and this is our Tianxiong. The young master of the family, the previous thing, is indeed our fault, here I apologize like you, this thing has passed." The middle-aged man's tone is not humble.

Jian Chen stared sharply at the opposite group of people, bursting with strong murderousness, carrying the sword step by step toward them, indifferent tone: "Do it, if you can escape from my hands today, naturally let you go. ”