A hundred meters away, a large group of village names in Huangjia Village were all stunned and stared at Jian Chen who was landing on the ground, with shock on his face.

A loud roar reached a radius of several kilometers, and it jumped to a height of fifty meters. It made a loud bang on the ground hundreds of meters away with a punch, and the soil flew. These scenes made the group of people completely dull, and some of them even stopped thinking.

It is no exaggeration to say that the scene that happened in front of them has completely subverted their cognition. After all, the people in this village have lived in this small mountain village almost all their lives and rarely went out, so they have no idea how powerful the strong people outside have. Even the old village chief, who has the strength of the Great Saint, has only heard of the outside world and has not known much. It is the first time they have seen the scene of Jian Chen jumping up to a height of fifty meters and punching a big pit on the ground hundreds of meters away with one punch.

At this moment, the eyes of the villagers looking at Jian Chen had completely changed. The gaze full of worship and respect was mixed with a little horror and disbelief.

Even though they saw this scene with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe that a young man, who was only in his early twenties, actually had such a powerful force.

Feeling the surging saint power in his body, a strong sense of confidence surged in Jian Chen's heart. Although his current strength is not enough to fight against the powerful men of the Earth Saint Master class, if he meets a group of great saints again, he will not be beaten and flee in a panic. Finally, he is forced to use the magical power of using the God-controlling sword to escape.

Jian Chen's eyes stayed slightly on the Qingfeng Sword in his right hand. After his strength broke through from the Saint Master to the Great Saint Master, he could clearly feel that his holy soldier Qingfeng Sword also changed. The Qingfeng Sword now looks even brighter than before. The white sword like a mirror inadvertently emitted a hazy white light, which was the sword light emitted from the sword body. Although it looked inconspicuous, this faint layer of bright light could penetrate the golden cracked stone, containing unimaginable attack power.

In addition, even the hardness of the Qingfeng Sword has greatly improved a step. Jian Chen is confident that even if there is a difference between the earth and the Great Master, it is very difficult to destroy the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, which is only two fingers thick.

Slowly retracting the Qingfeng Sword, Jian Chen glanced around. When he saw the small wooden house next to him that had fallen apart, he couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, and then slowly walked to Rosco, a hundred meters away, and said in a somewhat apologetic tone: "Uncle, I'm so embarrassed to destroy your house."

Although Rosco was also very shocked in his heart, he was once a mercenary after all. He quickly suppressed the horror in his heart, reached out and patted Jianchen on the shoulder, and laughed: "It's okay, it's just a house. Just cut down a few trees and rebuilt it. Young man, I'm really misleading. I didn't expect that you are young but have such strong strength, which surprised me." Rosco's tone was mixed with a little excitement and excitement.

"Haha, Brother Jianchen said this so politely. It's just a wooden house. We can rebuilt it in two or three hours. However, Brother Jianchen just showed his might, but it opened my eyes. You all, is that right?

.” The old village chief also laughed, his tone very kind.

"Yeah yeah….."

As the old village chief said, a group of villagers behind him also echoed, and they all looked at Jian Chen with admiration.

"Huh!" At this moment, the old village chief exclaimed lightly, his old eyes stared at Jian Chen's face tightly, and asked strangely: "Brother Jian Chen, why did your face turn white? I remember a few days ago, your face was still red."

Hearing this, before Jian Chen could speak, Rosco said first: "Haha, village chief, the skin on the little brother's face is originally white. A few days ago, he just took medicine to heal his wounds, so his face turned red."

The village chief suddenly realized and laughed: "It's so white, it's so white, it's so white, it's so white. I didn't expect that Brother Jian Chen is not only strong, but also looks so beautiful. He looks so beautiful that he probably can charm a lot of girls outside."

One sentence made everyone laugh, but no one would doubt the old village chief’s words, and everyone agreed with this view.

Jian Chen smiled bitterly on his face. The old village chief's words made him speechless.

At this moment, Jian Chen's face suddenly changed, and then his whole body began to tremble violently. Then a powerful aura emanated from his body uncontrollably, pushing the group of villagers in front of him backwards, and some people fell to the ground because of this.

At this moment, Jian Chen's handsome face had turned into purple and green colors on one side. Even the depths of his eyes, two purple and green lights appeared from time to time, but they were very weak.

Rosco was pushed by Jian Chen until more than twenty meters away before gradually stabilizing his body. When he looked up at Jian Chen with confusion, he immediately discovered something wrong with Jian Chen. His heart sank slightly and said hurriedly: "Young man, what happened to you?"

Jian Chen's entire body was trembling slightly, the muscles on his face kept shaking, and even his eyes were flashing with light and dark purple and blue light.

"Retreat...Retreat...Retreat...You... All of you...Retreat...Retreat...Stay away...I...Don't...get close..." Jian Chen said this with great difficulty, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

"What's going on? What's wrong with Brother Jian Chen? It's not that there is something wrong with the cultivation."

"What's wrong with Brother Jian Chen..."

A group of village names stood in the distance, staring at Jian Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in confusion, and talking in a slight manner.

Rosco's face became very serious. He was once a saint, but the holy soldiers were destroyed and became a useless person. Therefore, he had to understand many things more than the villagers who had been living here. From Jian Chen's state just now, he realized that something might have happened to Jian Chen in his cultivation.
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