Seeing that Jian Chen and the group leader were about to take action, the dozen or so big men also retreated far away, while a pair of eyes stared at Jian Chen's scarred man without blinking.

The scarred man held the giant sword in both hands tightly and stared at Jian Chen sharply, but the expression on his face was solemn. Whether they could keep the magic core in their hands depends on this battle.

Although it is almost impossible for the Great Saint Master to defeat a high-level Saint Master within five moves, but when the scarred man saw Jian Chen agreeing so readily, his heart suddenly lost ground, so even though he only needed to

Jian Chen insisted on five moves in his hand, but this was also a big pressure for the middle-aged man.

Moreover, he was still worried in his heart that if Jian Chen agreed so readily, he would take this opportunity to get rid of himself so as to reduce Party B's strength. Although he had such thoughts, he didn't dare to do anything, he would come anyway

Give it a try, of course there is something you want

In order to keep his magic core, Scar Man also wanted to see Jian Chen's strength and see how strong such a young person is. Is it really as powerful as the rumors say? He can't be more than twenty.

He can kill a master at the level of a great sage at just a year old.

Looking at the solemn expression on the scarred man's face, Jian Chen smiled slightly, stretched out his hand slightly and said: "Please!"

The man with the scar was not polite. A strong holy power burst out from the giant sword, and he rushed towards Jian Chen with light steps.

Jian Chen's body turned into an afterimage, and he faced the middle-aged man at an extremely fast speed. The light wind sword in his hand turned into a silver-white light with sharp sword energy, and pierced out like lightning.

Seeing Jian Chen's lightning-fast sword strike, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank slightly, and then the two-handed giant sword in his hand suddenly swung down, slashing at the light wind sword that Jian Chen was stabbing at.

"bite!"

With a crisp sound of steel clashing, two weapons that were completely incompatible in size collided violently in mid-air, and strong energy burst out, turning into a wind and wave that raged towards the surroundings.

As soon as the two weapons collided, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, a wave of sound completely inconsistent with its physical strength came from the long sword, which was only two fingers wide.

The force was so powerful that his hands holding the giant sword went numb.

"By holding a sword with one hand, you can be a match with me. It seems that the rumors are indeed true." The scarred man secretly said in shock.

However, just when this thought came to the scarred man's mind, Jian Chen's second sword struck again, and the speed was actually a few minutes faster than before.

The scarred man's face was extremely solemn. Jian Chen's sword was so fast that he was not given any extra time to prepare. He then suppressed the numbness in his arm and raised the giant sword with all his strength.

He stood in front of him to resist the light wind sword thrust by Jian Chen.

When the light wind sword stabbed the giant sword that the scarred man placed in front of him, a force that was even more terrifying than before was transmitted. The scarred man's steps staggered back uncontrollably, and he held the huge sword in his hand.

The sword's hands couldn't help but tremble twice.

"You've already lost!"

Just when the man with the scar had just stabilized his figure, a faint voice came from the front. When the middle-aged man reacted, his face instantly turned pale, without a trace of blood, and his forehead was even more dissatisfied.

Fine beads of sweat.

I saw in front of him, a thin and narrow sword with a shining cold and cold mango. I don't know when he stopped in front of him, and the sword tip just arrived in his throat.

knife

The scar man's face was dull, and he watched the long sword stopped in front of his throat. For a while, he couldn't speak.

In this way, the dozen big men who stood behind the scar men were also full of face, and they couldn't believe it. His pair of eyes was dull, and he stared at the lightly touching the knife.

The long sword of the scar man's throat was surprisingly speechless.

"This is the third trick, you lost!"

With the light sword, Jian Chen calmly looked at the scar man in front of him, and his tone was very calm.

Three moves! Jianchen only used three moves, and defeated a senior master.

The scar man quickly returned to God. He looked at Jianchen a little scared, took a deep breath, and said with a little tone: "Okay ... so fast sword."

A faint smile appeared on Jianchen's face, saying: "Now you should know how to do it."

The scar man quickly calmed down, and glanced at Jian Chen deeply. Although Jian Chen's face was stained with dirt, he could not see the appearance of the sword dust, but in his eyes,

You can still see the young face of Jianchen.

The scar man retracted the giant swords and arched his hands slightly in the sword Chen, and said: "Thank you for your mercy." Then the scar man turned to look at the dozen big men behind him, sighed secretly, and helplessly: "Everyone everyone

Take all the magic nucleus on your body. "

Hearing the words, the dozens of big men hesitated slightly, and then suffered a bitter face, and reluctantly took out all the magic nucleus in the space belt, and visited the ground one by one.

After watching the battle of the man of Jianchen and the scar man, they also knew in their hearts that as long as they had their magic nucleus, they would have been grateful to them without taking their lives.

Even if they all went together, the final page was only the end of the entire army. Because, as the strongest leader of the team in their team, there were five tricks in the hands of Jianchen, let alone them.

The scar man takes out a pocket from his space belt. First put his magic nucleus into your pocket, and then you do n’t need to order it to take the initiative to put all the magic nucleus of the more than a dozen people into this pocket.

In the end, I finally handed my pockets to Jian Chen, and I looked at the pocket full of magic nucleus with a little nostalgia, whispered: "All the magic nucleus on our body are here."

There are at least a total of at least 100 magic nucleus, half of which are three -order magic nucleus, and almost all of them are second -order magic cores. The first -order magic nucleus only has a small part.

Jianchen reached out to pick up the pocket full of magic nucleus and threw it directly into the space belt. He said: "My sword dust is also a person who keeps promised, you all go."

Subsequently, the scar man didn't say anything, and left here with a dozen people.

Looking at the direction of the disappearance of a few people, Jianchen took a long breath, and he was lazy to lean on a big tree behind him. He murmured: "These days are really tossing, but although it is more tiring

, But the gain is very generous. The magic nucleus that have been harvested these days, because it is enough for me to cultivate for a long time. Alas, I don’t know how to thank the Tianxiong family, or because of the hate, it should be remembered.

he."

After resting on the spot for a while, Jian Chen stood up straight again and murmured in a low voice: "There are almost no people in the Warcraft Mountains now. In such a vast area, I am too lazy to look for them one by one. Forget it, anyway.
Chapter completed!