With the sword in hand, Changyang Hu couldn't help but make a three-pointer. Although he knew that he was still no match for Kadiyun, who had already advanced to the saint, he had at least a fight.

"Changyang Hu, are you just trying to fight me with an ordinary iron sword? It's really a dream? Now, I'll let you see the strength of the saint." After saying that, Kadiyun rushed towards Changyang Hu quickly. The two-meter-long two-handed giant sword in his hand seemed to have no gravity in his hand, and swept directly towards Changyang Hu with a harsh sound of breaking through the air, with a very fast speed.

Changyanghu's face became very solemn, and his body quickly retreated. As the giant sword came, he narrowly avoided it. Kadiyun's giant sword with both hands wiped Changyanghu's clothes and swept across it, bringing up a few rags and slowly floating in the air.

After advancing to becoming a saint, Kadiyun's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. It is far from what Changyang Hu, who is only at the peak of the ten levels of saint power, can be compared. Just for the first attack, Changyang Hu is very dangerous.

"Drink!" Failed to the attack, Kadiyun's movement did not stop at all. He took the steps forward and the powerful aura emitted from his body pressed against Changyang Hu tightly. Then he waved the golden giant sword again and slashed towards Changyang Hu.

Looking at the fierce giant sword, Changyang Hu did not choose to take it head-on. With the iron sword made of ordinary iron in his hand, he could not fight head-on with the holy soldier with powerful attack power in Kadiyun's hand.

The attack speed of the giant sword was very fast, and Changyang Hu could not help but think too much. He felt the giant sword above his head that was quickly pulling closer to his head. Changyang Hu didn't even care about his image because of the slightest reason.

"boom!"

Just as Changyang Hu left, Kadiyun's giant sword had already hit the position where Changyang Hu had just stood. The powerful energy contained in the holy soldiers directly left a deep crack on the arena built entirely of hard stones. Around the crack, the fine gap spreaded around like a spider web, spreading a full meter in radius.

At this time, Changyang Hu took advantage of the good opportunity that Kadiyun had not had time to take back the holy soldiers and waved the iron sword in his hand and chopped towards Kadiyun with all his strength.

"Hmph!" Kadiyun snorted coldly with disdain, waved his hands, and the golden giant sword with two hands carried a gorgeous golden light, which arrived at an extremely fast speed, colliding with the iron sword in Changyanghu's hand.

With the crisp clash of iron tools, the iron sword in Changyanghu's hand was beaten by Kadiyun's holy soldiers and flew out from afar. The strong countershock force from the hilt of Changyanghu's hands shattered the tiger's mouth in both hands, and a trace of blood flowed out.

Immediately afterwards, Kadiyun kicked it out suddenly and kicked Changyanghu directly on the chest. The powerful force directly kicked Changyanghu's body with tiger back and bear waist, and finally flew directly off the ring. His body was still in the air, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of Changyanghu's mouth, and his face turned pale.

"Brother!" Jian Chen's face suddenly changed, then he paused his feet and jumped up from the ground. He was in the air. Jian Chen sat in a running position with his feet, and flew quickly towards Changyang Hu in a surprised and unbelievable gaze. Just when Changyang Hu's body was about to fall to the ground, he was finally caught steadily by Jian Chen who arrived in time.

"Cough cough!" When it landed on the ground, Changyang Hu coughed violently twice, and blood shot out from his mouth along the cough. The saint's strength was much stronger than that of those who had not become saints. Even though it was the peak of the ten-level saint's power, Changyang Hu suffered significant internal injuries with just one kick.

"Brother, is the injury severely?" Jian Chen suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Changyang Hu with concern.

Changyang Hu shook his head, stared at the proud Kadiyun on the ring with anger, and said, "I'm fine. I didn't expect Kadiyun to successfully condense a holy soldier and become a saint. Now the eldest brother is no longer his opponent." Changyang Hu's tone was low, with a strong anger.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm the one who implicated you." Looking at Changyang Hu, whose face turned pale due to his injury, Jian Chen felt a little guilty in his heart.

After hearing this, Changyang Hu frowned, turned his head suddenly, looked at Jian Chen with a little anger, and said angrily: "Fourth brother, what are you saying? Do you still think I am your elder brother." Speaking of this, Changyang Hu's expression dimmed immediately, and he sighed helplessly, saying: "It's a pity that your elder brother is useless. He has not yet broken through to become a saint. Otherwise, Kadiyun would definitely not be my opponent."

Changyanghu's words made Jian Chen feel warm in his heart. He looked up slightly at the Cardi Cloud on the ring. A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and a faint disdain appeared in his eyes. Then he said in a plain tone: "Brother, you can rest here for a while, I'll help you get revenge." As he said that, Jian Chen wanted to walk towards the ring.

After hearing Jian Chen's words, Chang Yanghu's face changed slightly, and he immediately grabbed Jian Chen and said, "No, fourth brother, you are not a match for Kadiyun, don't go."

A faint smile appeared on Jian Chen's face and said, "Brother, believe me." Jian Chen's expression showed strong confidence, and then he broke free from Changyang Hu's grasp of his hand and jumped onto the ring.

"Oh my God, what is he going to do..."

"It seems he is going to challenge Cardiyun. Oh my god, is he crazy..."

"He only has eight levels of holy power.

With strength, he actually dared to challenge Kadiyun, who has become a saint. Isn’t he asking for trouble?”

Just as Jian Chen first stepped onto the ring, a scream suddenly sounded from the ring. No one thought that Jian Chen, who had only 80% of the saint's power, had condensed a holy weapon and had become a saint.

"He, how could he be so reckless? Kadiyun is a saint. He is much stronger than those of the ten-level saint power. How could he be Kadiyun's opponent?" Under the ring, the girl sitting opposite Jian Chen in the library stared at Jian Chen on the ring with an incredible face and murmured in a low voice, with a faint worry in her expression.

Looking at Jian Chen who jumped onto the ring, Kadiyun's face was stunned, but he reflected it casually and sneered: "What, Changyang Xiangtian, can you still fight me?" Kadiyun didn't take Jian Chen seriously at all. After all, he is already a saint now.

Jian Chen showed a look of disdain in his eyes, and he said in a faint tone: "Isn't that possible?"

Hearing this, Kadiyun's face was stunned, then a trace of sinister smile appeared on her face, and she said, "Yes, of course." Now, Kadiyun was thinking about how to humiliate Jian Chen later. After all, at the last time at the freshman martial arts competition, Jian Chen left a delicate beauty, Kadiqiuli, without any image, which made Kadiyun and Kadiliang's two brothers always hold grudges, because they both love this sister very much in their hearts.

Jian Chen walked to the ring slowly and picked up the two-handed giant sword that Changyang Hu fell. Feeling the weight of the two-handed giant sword in his hand, Jian Chen couldn't help but slimly. Although the weight of this two-handed giant sword was less than 100 kilograms, it was not far from that. If the holy power in Jian Chen's body had reached the eighth level, it would probably be very difficult to just pick up this giant sword.

In his previous life, Jian Chen used a slender sword with two fingers wide. He became famous all over the world with his fast sword technique and his achievements in the sword art. At this moment, it was replaced by a two-handed giant sword. Jian Chen not only felt like he was restrained, but this two-handed giant sword was very heavy. With this sword, Jian Chen could not use it at all. After all, it took a lot of effort to dance this giant sword. Unfortunately, there were no other weapons here except this giant sword.

After hesitating for a while, Jian Chen gave up the idea of ​​using this giant sword and planned to fight against Kadiyun empty-handed, so that at least he had a great advantage in speed and dexterity.

When he arrived at the center of the ring, Jian Chen's eyes calmly commented on the cardiyun, rubbed his fists and said, "You can make a move, I will fight you empty-handed."

Cardiyun's face changed slightly. In his opinion, it was clearly because Jian Chen looked down on him. A person whose saint's power was still on the eighth level actually said that he would fight with a saint who had condensed a holy soldier with bare hands. Wu Ning was fiercely insulting the saint.

Cardiyun's eyes gradually became colder, and she snorted coldly, saying, "Changyang Xiangtian, you are too arrogant." After that, the golden giant sword in Cardiyun's hand slowly disappeared, and she sneered: "Stop others saying that I bully you, come on, I will fight you empty-handed."

After hearing this, Jian Chen suddenly had a strange smile on his face, and then he stopped talking nonsense and rushed forward quickly. When he arrived in front of Kadiyun, he directly punched out with all his strength and hit Kadiyun's head with a slight sound of breaking through the air.

There was always a look of disdain on Kadiyun's face. He punched him out, colliding with Jian Chen's fist head-on. A faint golden light was flowing on his fist. This was a phenomenon that only when he reached the strength of a saint.

Just as the two fists were about to collide, Jian Chen's fist suddenly spread into a palm in the flash. When he came into contact with Kadiyun's fist, Jian Chen's extremely strong palm suddenly became soft, turning into a sponge-like softness. Then the whole arm slowly swam along the trajectory of Tai Chi, and Zuo Rao, which was pulling Kadiyun's fist, circled in the air and circled continuously. In the blink of an eye, he unloaded the powerful force on Kadiyun's fist, then stretched out his other hand like lightning, and his palm became a knife, hitting the joint part in the middle of Kadiyun's arm hard.

"Click!"

A light sound from the interlaced bones came, and Jian Chen's hand knife directly dislocated the bones in the joints of Kadiyun. At the same time, Kadiyun let out a painful groan, and the severe pain from his arms made his face pale.

After dislocating the bones in the joints of Kadiyun's arm with a knife, Jian Chen's movement did not stop at all. He tightly clamped Kadiyun's arm with his palms and twisted it hard.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Kadiyun could no longer maintain his previous demeanor and let out a painful scream like a pig. The severe pain from his arm seemed to be broken. The heartache that penetrated his heart was something he had never experienced since he was a child. In just a moment, Kadiyun's face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Listening to the desolate scream of Cardiyun, the ring that was originally discussed became silent in an instant. Everyone looked at Jian Chen on the ring with surprise, his eyes full of incredible expressions. This situation was obviously completely opposite to what they thought.
Chapter completed!