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It's not an attack, it's suicide!

The sword light had become a meteor, falling from the dusk sky.

Everyone can feel the decision of this meteor falling, this is the decision that there is no return, and the shining meteor is no longer driven by internal forces, but burning...... Life!

There are many kinds of things in this world that can make people forget their lives and forget their deaths, power, desire, money, and beautiful women, and among them, grief and anger definitely occupy a great weight.

Seeing that the bones of relatives are outside the door, and the enemy is in front of them, this grief and determination are beyond life and death!

Brush-!

Ten in one, the sword light meteor that stabbed towards Jian Chen in all directions pierced the sky, and the sword roar converged into a terrible wind sound, and it was in front of Jian Chen in the blink of an eye.

"Thou shalt not kill!"

An An's lips moved rapidly, and the anxious coquettish voice sounded directly in Jian Chen's head.

Previously, Jian Chen was wrapped in a blood cocoon, Yin Xiuyue's words I don't know if he heard it, but now I only see the crowd surging, if Jian Chen's killing ring is opened, I am afraid that it will be difficult to stop, Guo Nu's side......

At this moment, what An An'an is worried about is still the question of whether to kill or not.

Those ten meteors certainly burned the life of the giver, but in terms of power alone, it was really far from Jian Chen, who had reached the realm of the grandmaster, and the strength was too far apart, so desperately, it could only be his own life!

Brush-!

The moment the meteors converged, Jian Chen also moved.

He didn't use the sudden change of the Wind Chasing Sword, but swung the thousand blades that were handed over to his left hand.

Eight rays of silver light bent and twisted, like eight silver snakes, suddenly poking into the meteor.

Puff puff puff!

Ten muffled sounds of entering the flesh came, and eight silver snakes shuttled rapidly among the meteors, the speed was indescribably fast, and when the sound came out, An An's unkillable voice would fade from Jian Chen's mind.

The silver serpent came and went as fast as it came, as if it were just a flash and then vanished.

Along with it, there are ten meteors full of tragic meaning.

The ten swords, trembling with cold light, just stopped on Jian Chenzhou's body, less than an inch away from it, and the tip of the sword closest was only half a finger away from Jian Chen's eyebrows.

With a slight push forward, it would be able to stab him in the skull.

It's a pity that this half finger is separated from heaven and earth.

Ten figures were revealed, maintaining their own thrusting movements, and they stood firmly, standing in front of Jian Chen, like a clay carved stone sculpture.

Blood?

There was no blood.

The eight silver snakes just now were constantly refracted, and there was no doubt that they were eight dragon silver darts, but with the sharpness of the eight dragon silver darts, there was no blood on the bodies of these ten people.

For the control of Qian Feng, Jian Chen had already controlled it from his heart, and the eight silver snakes seemed to shoot out in a chaotic manner, but in fact, he added a point of control to each of them, and all the darts that hit these ten people were dart handles connected to thin silver ropes.

These ten people were all hit by the dart handle, and the internal strength and blood burning around them were stagnant under this blow, and the action suddenly could not but be said, and the burning life was like being splashed on the head by a basin of cold water, and the blazing fire immediately stopped.

Jian Chen's face was still calm, and Qian Feng waved it slowly.

His actions immediately provoked angry shouts:

"Jian Chen, you dare!"

"The Broken Sword Alliance is incompatible with you!"

The hot blood that was ignited by the teasing did not cool down, even if Jian Chen just restrained the ten people who were desperate to hit him lightly, but this deterrence was far from enough, but more people were surging behind him.

However, for these, he only glanced lightly, and his right hand, the right hand held on the chasing wind, suddenly jumped several green tendons.

As a result, on the wind-chasing sword that had fallen silent, the blood light erupted like a wave, and it suddenly swept the backlash.

Nothing to do with fear, the momentum of this blood wave swept was extremely dignified, and under one rush, the dozens of people who rushed up again were unstable on their feet, their bodies were suddenly lost, and they were unable to organize an effective offensive.

While his right hand was exerting force, Jian Chen's left hand did not stop, and Qian Feng was still slowly waving.

But this time, under the stunned or angry gaze of everyone, there was no silver light flashing on the Qianfeng short stick, and the pitch-black stick only gently flicked the sharp sword pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.

Push it away, change it, pull it away, and repeat it tirelessly, until the ten swords aimed at him, but still and motionless, were out of direction.

"I'm tired of being hunted down by you for no reason. ”

He opened his mouth lightly, his voice was calm but cold, and people couldn't help but feel excited.

"Who of you here has ever seen me kill your fellow master?"

The blood in his eyes was still there, and he swept over it one by one, sweeping towards everyone in the Sword Gate who glared at him angrily.

"Is that you?"

Qian Feng nodded, pointing at a person, and the angry expression on that person's face froze for a moment, and then his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to look at him.

"Or you?"

Jian Chen ignored it, and Qian Feng pointed to the next one, and similarly, this person's gaze began to flicker.

Blood, not cold, but under the impact of cold blood light, it made people regain a trace of reason.

Who, who has really seen Jian Chen's brutal slaughter?

He pointed at them one by one, but none of them could answer his questions head-on.

The brother who was close to the family died, and the respected division commander also died, but almost everyone heard from others that the murderer was Jian Chen, who had a bloody sword.

However, who has seen it with his own eyes and can stand up and testify?

"Or ...... You guys?"

Qian Feng moved from far to near, and after counting the crowd in the distance, he pointed to the ten people closest to him.

"Ridiculous!"

The voice of the man in the Sifang Pavilion sounded at this moment, still full of sad and indignant sneers, and mocked: "Is there no one? The Thunder Wind True Man of the Pure Yang Sword Palace was not killed by you?"

Jian Chen's head raised slightly, his eyes looked into the distance without focus, and he nodded and said:

"Yes, these two people were killed by me, I killed them, I will admit that I didn't kill them......"

"Hahahaha!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a burst of pathetic laughter, and the voice said angrily: "On the surface, you admit it, and secretly, you don't recognize it, is that what it means?"

"Yes, let's not let him fool him!"

Woke up with a word, someone in the crowd who was affected by the blood qi gritted his teeth and shouted, his eyes were about to split: "Jian Chen, you said that you didn't kill anyone, what happened to the corpse outside?"

"There is no one else here but you, who else did you kill?"

Speaking of the more than 100 corpses outside, there were people present with a grim face, among them, there was still their division commander!

"In addition to them, where are the more than 1,000 people led by Lord Bai Ten days ago?"

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Yesterday I was out for a day, and my heart was so tired that I collapsed, and today I will have two shifts, forgive me. (To be continued.) )