Cheng Mingxiang's face became slightly solemn. At this moment, facing a new student who had just been promoted to a saint for a few days, he adjusted his mindset for the first time.

"Cheng Mingxiang, since you have injured my elder brother, you should not leave here intact today." Jian Chen stared at Cheng Mingxiang with a cold face and said in a deep voice.

Cheng Mingxiang snorted coldly and said arrogantly: "Changyang Xiangtian, I admit that I really underestimated you, but if you want to keep me, you have the strength to be promoted to a saint and do not have this ability."

Jian Chen sneered on his face, and looked at Cheng Mingxiang with a faint disdain in his eyes, saying, "If you have the ability, try it!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Chen's wrist trembled slightly. Under his skillful control, the Qingfeng Sword broke away from the stalemate with the giant sword in Cheng Mingxiang's hand. The Qingfeng Sword shook slightly and slapped the sword surface of Cheng Mingxiang's giant sword.

"clang!"

Accompanied by the sound of steel, the giant sword in Cheng Mingxiang's hand was directly slapped by the Qingfeng Sword and moved to one side. Jian Chen's long sword, which was only two fingers thick, had a trembling powerful force. When he slapped, Cheng Mingxiang's palm holding the sword was numbed by the recoil force.

At the same time, the light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand brought a silver-white light in the air and pierced Cheng Mingxiang's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Cheng Mingxiang was shocked. The speed of Jian Chen's sword was so fast that he could not capture it. In his eyes, he could only see a silver-white light shooting towards him at an incredible speed. The extremely fast speed made him unable to dodge at all, and he could not even make any unnecessary reactions.

The sword tip of the Qingfeng Sword pierced Cheng Mingxiang's school uniform outside without any obstacles and pierced directly into Cheng Mingxiang's chest. However, under Jian Chen's control, the piercing was not very deep.

When he felt the severe pain from his chest, Cheng Mingxiang only felt it. His figure immediately retreated quickly. As he retreated, Jian Chen's sword that pierced his chest was also pulled out.

Cheng Mingxiang looked at the school uniform that was constantly stained with blood on his chest, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes. At this moment, a sword that Jian Chen had just reached the extreme and could not avoid him. He swore that this sword was the fastest sword he had ever seen since childhood. At the same time, he was also shocked by Jian Chen's strength. He really couldn't understand how a freshman who had obviously been promoted to a saint for a few days could have such strong strength.

Jian Chen did not intend to let Cheng Mingxiang go. He took mysterious steps and appeared in front of Cheng Mingxiang like a ghost. The light wind sword in his hand drew a silver-white light, which passed through Cheng Mingxiang's chest at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"ah!"

Cheng Mingxiang let out a miserable scream, and saw a blood mark on his chest, which spread from the left side of his chest to the right side. The wound was deep and bones were visible, and bright red blood flowed out in a blink of an eye. His school uniform was dyed red in red.

The anger in Jian Chen's eyes was still strong, and he continued to dance the Qingfeng Sword, and wounds continued to increase on Cheng Mingxiang's body.

Cheng Mingxiang kept screaming, and the arrogant arrogance on his face had long disappeared. Facing Jian Chen's sword technique that was almost at its peak, he could not dodge at all, and his body did not even have the ability to resist. Jian Chen's sword technique was too fast in his eyes. The speed of each sword stabbing seemed to have turned into light, which made him unable to see clearly. Although he was much stronger than Jian Chen in terms of the strength of the Saint Power, he had no chance to exert his advantage in the Saint Power, and had completely lost the power to fight back.

The wounds on Cheng Mingxiang's body continued to increase, and each wound looked terrifying, deep and visible to the bones. The clean school uniform not only had several long cracks cut, but the entire school uniform was gradually dyed blood-red, and the range of red was still expanding.

Seeing that Cheng Mingxiang, the most powerful among them, had no power to resist in Jian Chen's hands, the dozen or so students around were all stunned. They stared blankly at the mouth and kept screaming. Cheng Mingxiang, who had completely subverted their cognition, looked in disbelief on his face.

Luo Jian first reflected on it. Although he was also frightened by the strength Jian Chen showed at this moment, when he saw that he had more than a dozen companions of at least junior saints around him, he couldn't help but feel brave and immediately shouted: "Everyone is going together. No matter how powerful he is, there is only one person. Are so many of us still afraid that he will not be alone?" As he said that, a light blue giant sword appeared in Luo Jian's hand, and he roared angrily, rushing towards Jian Chen first.

After hearing Luo Jian's words, the other dozen students also came to their senses and looked at the dozen companions around them. The fear in their hearts that were scared by the strength shown by Jian Chen was also wiped out. Then, a giant sword, axe, a large sword, spear and other weapons appeared in the hands of the dozen people, and then rushed towards Jian Chen with a fierce momentum.

A cold light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes. Facing more than a dozen people who were not weaker than him, he did not retreat but advanced, and took the initiative to rush into the encirclement of more than a dozen people. The light wind sword in his hand turned into a silver-white light, stabbing straight into one of the people's chest.

"puff!"

Jian Chen's light wind sword easily pierced into the man's chest. His extremely fast sword was not something that the group of students on the opposite side who had not experienced much battle could resist.

"drink!"

"Go to die!"

At the same time, Jian Chen was surrounded by more than a dozen people. More than a dozen holy soldiers attacked Jian Chen from all directions with strong energy fluctuations.

Jian Chen showed a sneer on his face, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand emitted a misty sword light, and a powerful and sharp sword energy emanated from the Qingfeng Sword. Then, Jian Chen's right arm turned into a phantom, and the Qingfeng Sword was stabbed around at a lightning speed. Every time he stabbed his sword, he could accurately hit a weapon. In this short moment, Jian Chen stabbed more than ten swords in succession.

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"...

A slight sound of a dense collision of steel came from the air, and the sounds were already connected, as if there was only one sound.

When the light wind sword in Jian Chen's hand collided with more than a dozen holy soldiers that attacked him, the dozen students who besieged Jian Chen, including Luo Jian, had their faces changed, and then they took a few steps back. Among them, many of them were trembling with the right hands of the weapons. Jian Chen's sword looked extremely small, but the power hidden on it was very large. When these dozen people first collided with the sword in Jian Chen's hand, their arms were numb by the powerful recoil force generated by the collision of the weapons.

After resisting the attacks of more than a dozen people at the same time, Jian Chen's face did not change his expression and did not stop because of this. He stepped on the mysterious trajectory and used a ghostly body technique to shuttle between more than a dozen people. The light wind sword in his hand was danced at an extremely fast speed, and gradually formed a silver-white sword light in front of him. In the sword light, thousands of sword shadows could be vaguely seen staying in the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"ah!"

"ah!"

As Jian Chen moved like a ghost, screams of pain came from the scene. The desolate screams made some people with weak minds feel creepy when they heard it, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

Changyanghu, covered in blood, stood aside with a dull expression, staring at the constantly changing directions in the field, his body movements were like ghosts, and the dozen students who screamed desolately. At this moment, his mind seemed to have stopped working and completely lost his ability to think.

At this moment, the dozen students were all lying on the ground, their pale faces were full of pain, and the intact and clean school uniforms that were originally worn on them had several cracks, and each crack was covered with blood, which had dyed the school uniforms blood red. Moreover, as white light continued to flash across them, the wounds on their bodies were also increasing rapidly, from their original upper body to their thighs, and finally their bodies were covered with terrifying wounds. The blood like a fountain flowed out of their bodies, and soon turned them into blood people.

Jian Chen moved quickly around the dozen students, and the light wind sword in his hand kept slashing across the dozen students, bringing some blood and broken clothes splattering in the air.

Changyanghu's injury had a great feeling for Jian Chen's heart. Although Jian Chen did not kill these dozen students from the same school, he would never let them go easily. If these dozen people were not in the same academy as Jian Chen, and Jian Chen was worried that it would cause too much trouble to his family, he would definitely kill them without hesitation to take their lives.

"Senior Changyang Xiangtian, please spare me, spare me, I will never dare to do it again next time."

"Senior Changyang Xiangtian, you can let us go this time, we will never dare to do it again next time."

Finally, some people couldn't stand the torture like hell and begged for mercy in a pleading tone. Some people took the lead, and the people behind them also begged for mercy one by one, but there were also several stubborn people still gritting their teeth and persevering. They had not thought about escaping, but now they were covered with scary wounds on their thighs and right arms. Even if they moved a little, they would bare their teeth and grin, let alone escape. At least, they did not have the strength to endure the pain that reached their hearts.

Jian Chen gradually stopped, and saw that his face was still as cold as before, with no blushing and no breath, but the light wind sword held in his hand was already covered with blood.

Jian Chen's body was like a tall mountain, standing straight in the field. A pair of eyes that seemed to be strikingly shining with cold light slowly swept across the dozen students lying on the ground, saying, "You can go around you, and say, who hurt my elder brother."

"It's Master Cheng, Luo Jian, Kadiyun and the others..."

"Yes, it was the three of them who injured Changyang Hu..."

"Changyanghu was all injured by the three of them, so we didn't do anything at all."

More than a dozen young men rushed to say, as if they were afraid that the slow answer would make Jian Chen dissatisfied. At this moment, they had no idea of ​​revenge on Jian Chen, and some people even regretted participating in this operation.

Among them, only half of them were snatched away by Jian Chen and the others in the forest, and the other half and Jian Chen were summoned by Cheng Mingxiang without any grievances.

A sharp look flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and his eyes turned coldly to Cheng Mingxiang, Luo Jian and Kadiyun, with strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Chapter completed!