A strong killing intent flashed through Jianchen's eyes. Without waiting for the Tianxiong clan members to charge forward, Jianchen took the initiative to meet them head-on. With a flash of his sword, the Light Wind Sword pierced out in all directions at a speed that was hard to follow with the naked eye.
Facing Jianchen's lightning-fast sword, the group of people who were clearly too weak had no way of resisting. When the sword light fell, the people at the front of the group immediately fell to the ground. In their throats and hearts, there were many small wounds, from which fresh red blood continuously flowed out.
There were close to a hundred people from the Tianxiong clan who had come this time. The deaths of these people didn't cause any fear in the hearts of the people behind them. The people behind them were still madly charging towards Jian Chen. Their dense and heavy footsteps made a heavy "Peng!" as they stepped on the wooden floor of the restaurant, a heavy "Peng!" Peng! "sound.
Seeing that the people behind him were still recklessly charging at him, Jianchen's eyes flashed with a cold light. He lightly snorted and the Light Wind Sword in his hand became even faster. Every strike was aimed at either the throat or the heart. It could be said that each strike was fatal, without the slightest hint of mercy.
Although Jianchen already knew that the Tianxiong clan was a large clan in Wake City, he was not afraid of them. Moreover, he was currently single and had no one to worry about, so what was there to worry about?
Jianchen's somewhat thin and small figure nimbly shuttled through the crowd. Every time the Light Wind Sword flashed, a person would fall to the ground. Because of their fierce battle, the entire restaurant had become a mess. The originally neatly arranged tables and chairs had been broken into pieces. Pieces of bowls, chopsticks, and dishes littered the floor.
As Jianchen's ghostly figure flashed through the crowd, the people of the Tianxiong clan fell one by one. In just a few breaths of time, another ten people had fallen to the ground, never to get up again. It was as if Jianchen had a pair of eyes on his back. He was able to observe the situation in all directions. The weapons that were slashing at him were often "narrowly" dodged by Jianchen. Although Jianchen was facing dozens of people by himself, he had not received a single injury. Even the Saint Weapons that were slashing at Jianchen didn't even touch his clothes.
Seeing his own clan members fall one by one while Jianchen remained unscathed, the young master of the Tianxiong clan couldn't help but frown. His expression was filled with dissatisfaction as he cursed, "A bunch of trash, trash, all of you are rice buckets. I never thought that my father would raise such a bunch of trash. Dozens of people can't even catch a single person." As he spoke, the young master of the Tianxiong clan turned his head slightly and looked at the middle-aged men standing beside him. He used a commanding tone to shout, "What are you guys still standing there for? Hurry up and catch that brat for me. Once we bring him back, I'll definitely let him have a taste of this young master's power. Hmph, those who offend me never have a good ending. You're no exception." A cold glint flashed through the young master's eyes.
The middle-aged men who were shouted at by the young master of the Tianxiong clan were the strongest in the group. With their status, even if they were placed in the Tianxiong clan, they would still receive a certain amount of respect. However, the young master of the Tianxiong clan didn't give them any face at all, causing them to frown. Their eyes revealed a trace of displeasure.
The middle-aged men looked at each other and one of them said, "Although this person doesn't look very old, he's extremely strong. With the movement technique he's using and that extremely fast sword, I'm afraid that even if we were to face him, it would be a little troublesome. Not only is his sword unbelievably fast, every single one of his attacks is fatal. Those who died at his hands either had their throats pierced through or their chests pierced through their hearts. From this, it can be seen that this person isn't that simple. If we were to face him directly now, it would be a very unwise choice. We might even be injured because of this, so I think we should get some people to exhaust his Saint Force first. Once he's exhausted too much of his Saint Force, we'll make a move and capture him."
"That's right, I agree with this proposal."
The middle-aged man's words quickly gained the approval of the others. Although this would increase the casualties of the Tianxiong clan, this responsibility was all on the young master of the Tianxiong clan. It had nothing to do with the guards. Moreover, they weren't willing to risk their lives for a spoiled young master who had never put them in his eyes. As long as they could protect themselves, it didn't matter even if all the people they brought today died.
Next, another group of people entered the restaurant and charged towards Jianchen. These people who came this time were all Great Saints. Naturally, they were much stronger than the previous group of people who were only Saints.
Jianchen soon engaged in a fierce battle with this group of people with Great Saint strength. Facing a group of Great Saints besieging him from all directions, the pressure on Jianchen suddenly increased a lot. He was no longer as calm as before.
As the battle became more and more intense, the entire restaurant had already become unrecognizable. The surrounding walls were already filled with holes, and the entire restaurant was on the verge of collapse.
Outside the restaurant, there was already a large crowd of people who were watching the show. They were all discussing the battle that was taking place inside the restaurant.
Inside the restaurant.
The Light Wind Sword turned into a streak of white light and pierced through the chest of a Great Saint, piercing through his heart. Then, Jianchen ruthlessly kicked the Great Saint in the chest, sending him flying. The Great Saint crashed into the already tattered walls of the restaurant, creating another large hole.
The entire restaurant violently shook as it swayed more and more fiercely. In the end, it even let out a slight creaking sound.
Jianchen's body slightly swayed as he dodged three Saint Weapons. His eyes quickly swept over the swaying restaurant, and without any hesitation, he jumped out of the hole created by the Great Saint and landed on the main street.
"Chase him, don't let him escape."
Seeing Jianchen leave the restaurant, the young master of the Tianxiong clan immediately shouted.
Just as the young master of the Tianxiong clan finished speaking, the faces of the middle-aged men beside him changed. One of them immediately said, "Not good, the restaurant is about to collapse. Quickly escort the young master away!"
Immediately, one of the middle-aged men grabbed the young master of the Tianxiong clan by the shoulder and quickly flew out of the restaurant. The other middle-aged men didn't slow down and quickly followed behind.
Just as they left the restaurant, the entire restaurant suddenly collapsed. Immediately, some of the Tianxiong Clan members who hadn't managed to escape in time were buried under the rubble.
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