A strong murderous intent flashed in Jian Chen's eyes. Then, before the Tianxiong family members rushed forward, Jian Chen raised his sword and took the initiative to meet him. As a dense sword shadow flashed, Qingfeng Sword had already stabbed more than ten swords around at a fast speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Facing Jian Chen's lightning-like sword, these people who were obviously too weak had no resistance at all. When the sword light fell, the few people who rushed in front immediately fell down. There was a slight wound in their throats and hearts, and bright red blood was constantly flowing out of the wound.

There were nearly a hundred people coming to the Tianxiong family this time. The death of these people did not make the people behind feel any fear. The people behind were still rushing towards Jian Chen frantically. The dense and heavy footsteps stepped on the floor of the restaurant, which was completely made of wooden boards, making a heavy "bang! bang!" sound.

Looking at the group of people who were still rushing up from behind without knowing their lives, Jian Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light and a snorted light. The speed of the Qingfeng sword in his hand was even faster. The direction of each sword was either the target's throat or the heart. It was a fatal move, and there was no intention of showing mercy to break up.

Although Jian Chen now knows that the Tianxiong family is a big family in Wak City, he is not afraid of these things at all. Besides, he is single now and has no concern at all, so what else to worry about?

Jian Chen's figure, which seemed a little thin, was constantly moving through the crowd. The silver-white light formed by the light wind sword stabbed out, flashing continuously. Almost every time it flashed, one person would fall down. Because of their fierce battle, the entire restaurant had become a mess. The neatly arranged tables, chairs, benches, and many of them were broken, and fragments of bowls, chopsticks, plates and some dishes were all over the ground.

As Jian Chen's uncatchable figure as ghostly as it kept flashing in the crowd, the people of the Tianxiong family fell one after another. In just a few breaths, more than ten people were lying on the ground forever and could never get up. Behind Jian Chen, there was a pair of eyes, and he could observe the situation in all directions. The weapons that were chopping towards him were often "blackly" by Jian Chen at critical moments. Although Jian Chen had dozens of people on the other side with one person's strength, he was not injured after this period of fighting, and even the holy soldiers who cut towards Jian Chen did not even touch his clothes.

Seeing that the people from his family fell down one by one, Jian Chen was unscathed. The young master of the Tianxiong family, who was standing not far away to observe the situation, couldn't help but frown, with a look of dissatisfaction, and cursing with hatred: "A bunch of wastes, wastes, are all food buckets. Unexpectedly, my father raised such a group of wastes, and dozens of people couldn't even catch one person." As he said, the young master of the Tianxiong family turned his head slightly, looked at the middle-aged men standing beside him, and shouted in an orderly tone: "What are you standing here? Why don't you go up and catch that boy for me? After you catch it back, I must let him taste the power of this young master. Humph, the person who offended me has never ended well, and even you are no exception." A cold look flashed in the eyes of the young master of the Tianxiong family.

The middle-aged men who were shouted by the young master of the Tianxiong family were the most powerful among this group of people. As their identities, even if they were placed in the Tianxiong family, they would be respected. The young master of the Tianxiong family's shouting, which made the middle-aged men frown and a look of displeasure appeared in their eyes.

Several middle-aged men looked at each other, and one of them said, "Although this man is not very old, he is very strong."

Strong, with the body movement he used at this time and the extremely fast sword, I'm afraid even if we face it, we will be a little harsh. Moreover, his sword is not only incredible, but also fatal. Those who died in his hands were either pierced by a piece of throat, pierced through his chest and shattered heart. From this, it can be seen that this person is not that simple. Now we are directly facing him, which is a very unwise choice. Maybe we will be injured by it. Therefore, I think it's better to ask some people to consume his holy power. When the holy power in his body is consumed too much, we will naturally be able to take action."

"Yes, I agree with this proposal."

The middle-aged man's words were quickly approved by several others. Although this would increase casualties in the Tianxiong family, these responsibilities were all on the young masters of the Tianxiong family and had nothing to do with their guards. For a second-generation master who never took them seriously, they were unwilling to work hard. As long as they could protect themselves, it would be fine if all the people they brought today died.

Next, another group of people entered the restaurant and killed Jian Chen. The people who came this time were all those who had reached the stage of the Great Saint, and were naturally much stronger than the previous group of people who only had the strength of the Saint.

Jian Chen soon fought fiercely with this group of people with the strength of the Great Saint. Faced with a group of great saints' siege from all directions, Jian Chen's pressure suddenly increased a lot, and he was no longer as calm as before.

As the fight became more and more intense, the entire restaurant had become unrecognizable, and holes had been made on the walls around it, and the entire restaurant was shaking.

Outside the restaurant, there were already a large group of people watching the fun, and there were many fights and discussions about the restaurant.

In the restaurant.

The Qingfeng Sword turned into a white light, and instantly pierced into the chest of a great saint at an extremely fast speed, piercing the heart through. Then, Jian Chen kicked the Great saint hard on the chest, kicking him away directly, knocking the already ragged wall of the restaurant out again, and flew out.

The entire restaurant trembled violently, and the swaying momentum became more and more fierce, and finally it made a slight "crunching" sound even more trembling.

Jian Chen shook his body slightly, avoiding the three holy soldiers who had been slashed, and his eyes quickly swept away the swaying restaurant. Then, without any hesitation, he immediately jumped out of a hole that the man had just knocked out and came to the street.

"Chasing, don't let him run away."

As soon as Jian Chen left the restaurant, the young master of the Tianxiong family standing in the distance shouted immediately.

Just as the young master of the Tianxiong family finished speaking, the faces of the middle-aged men standing beside him changed slightly at the same time, and they immediately said, "No, the restaurant is about to step on, escort the young master away!"

Immediately, a middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the shoulders of the young master of the Tianxiong family and shot quickly outside the restaurant. The other people were not slow and followed closely.

Just as they just left the restaurant, they saw the entire restaurant suddenly collapsed. Suddenly, some people from the Tianxiong family who had not yet escaped were immediately buried inside.
Chapter completed!