Jianchen chuckled and said, "I don't dare. Sir Mu Jian really thinks too highly of me. I presume that the reason why you guys entered the Magical Beast Mountain Range is also to find me."
"That's right, we came here to catch you." As soon as Jianchen's voice faded, the big man who was stopped by Mu Jian a moment ago loudly said.
The big man's words caused Mu Jian's complexion to change slightly. He turned his head and fiercely glared at the big man, causing the big man's face to be filled with confusion.
Mu Jian cupped his hands towards Jianchen and said with a chuckle, "Sir Jianchen, we entered the Magical Beast Mountain Range just to watch the fun. We didn't have any intention of catching sir. It seems that sir must have misunderstood us."
"Misunderstood!" Jianchen said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "If I didn't hear wrong, I seemed to have heard the friend beside you say that you guys entered the Magical Beast Mountain Range to catch me. How could it be a misunderstanding?"
Hearing this, Mu Jian's face revealed a trace of embarrassment. They had indeed entered the Magical Beast Mountain Range to catch Jianchen. Although they had heard of Jianchen's strength before, and there were several Saint Masters who had died in his hands, those were after all just rumors. Many people still maintained a skeptical attitude towards the rumors, and Mu Jian's group was no exception.
But after personally witnessing Jianchen's strength, Mu Jian immediately judged that they weren't Jianchen's match. Even if they had the advantage in numbers, they still wouldn't be able to catch Jianchen. Moreover, they would also have to suffer considerable losses. Moreover, Mu Jian was also very clear that if Jianchen had wanted to take the lives of those two, they would have already been lying on the ground. Therefore, at this moment, Mu Jian had already given up on the idea of catching Jianchen. At the very least, at this moment, he still couldn't have a conflict with Jianchen. Otherwise, the ones who would suffer losses would only be his group.
Seeing that Mu Jian didn't speak, Jianchen opened his mouth again and said, "I also don't want to indiscriminately kill the innocent. Hand over all the magic cores in your spatial belts as payment for your lives. If not, then don't blame me, Jianchen, for being vicious and merciless." Towards the end of his words, a trace of intense killing intent flashed through Jianchen's eyes.
Hearing Jianchen's words, the dozen or so people in front of him all revealed expressions of anger and disdain. Among them, not all of them had eyes as bright as Mu Jian's.
"Jianchen, you despicable person who only knows how to use sneak attacks, what qualifications do you have to say such words? Come and eat your grandfather's sword."
Jianchen's words angered quite a few people. Immediately, a tall and sturdy man holding a two-handed greatsword aggressively rushed towards Jianchen.
"Wait!" Mu Jian's figure flashed and blocked that burly man. Ignoring that burly man's furious gaze, he turned his head to look at Jianchen and said in a deep voice, "Jianchen, we have no intention of becoming enemies with you. Could it be that you really want to force us?"
A cold smile appeared on Jianchen's face as he said, "I'll still say the same thing. Hand over your magic cores and I'll let you go. Otherwise, I'll have to do it myself." After saying that, Jianchen paused for a moment before continuing, "However, if we really fight, then don't blame me for the deaths and injuries that occur."
Jianchen's words left no room for discussion, causing Mu Jian's expression to become somewhat gloomy. He said in a deep voice, "As the saying goes, leave a line for everything, and it will be easier to deal with in the future. Sire Jianchen, aren't you going a little too far?" The magic cores in his spatial belt were the result of him and the others risking their lives to hunt Magical Beasts in the Magical Beast Mountain Range. After that, he had accumulated them over a long period of time. Although Mu Jian knew that if he and the others were to fight with Jianchen, they would definitely suffer some injuries, but it was impossible for them to hand over all the magic cores that they had painstakingly accumulated over a long period of time.
"Mu Jian, why are you speaking so much nonsense with him? Why don't you just directly capture him? He's just one person and he wants all of us to hand over all the magic cores in our pouches. That's simply a huge joke." A middle aged man with golden hair standing behind Mu Jian said in a deep voice. His tone was full of disdain.
"Jianchen, although you have injured two of us brothers, that was only because you used a sneak attack. If we were to fight you head on, then even if we were to attack you together, you still wouldn't necessarily be our match. In the end, the most that would happen would be both sides suffering injuries. That wouldn't be good for either of us, especially you. If you were to be seriously injured, then it would be very disadvantageous for you. After all, in the Magical Beast Mountain Range, there are people everywhere who would want to capture you. Either we let this matter go, or we fight to the death. In short, if you want us to hand over our magic cores, then that's absolutely impossible." The one who spoke was a tall man. It was obvious that he could tell that Jianchen wasn't weak from Jianchen's actions.
Jianchen's eyes flashed with a cold light. He slowly raised his Light Wind Sword and said in a deep voice, "Since that's the case, then let's fight." After saying that, he rushed towards the ten people in front of him.
Mu Jian didn't waste any more words and rushed forward with the ten people behind him. The ten people immediately began to fight.
Every one of these ten people had the strength of a Saint Master. If it was before, Jianchen would have a hard time defending against the encirclement of ten Saint Masters. But now, with his strength at the Saint Master level, he could easily deal with the encirclement of more than ten Saint Masters.
Jian Chen relied on his profound footwork and his sword, which was so fast that even Saint Masters found it hard to block, to fight evenly with the dozen or so Saint Masters. Even though Jian Chen was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, it didn't take long before the dozen or so people were gradually forced into a disadvantageous position by Jian Chen. During this period of time, there were a few people who were almost stabbed in the throat by Jian Chen, but they were always saved by the people beside them at the crucial moment. Even though that was the case, there were still quite a few people who were injured by Jian Chen.
Jianchen's movements were like a ghost as he shuttled through the crowd, dodging the attacks coming from all directions. The Light Wind Sword in his hand was so fast that it became a blur.
As the Light Wind Sword danced in the air, the friction between it and the air created a small sound that seemed to form a straight line.
"Pu!"
The tip of the Light Wind Sword was filled with Sword Qi as it pierced through one of the people's right arm joints. At the same time, the Sword Qi drilled into the person's body, destroying the function of his right arm.
That person immediately let out a painful cry as the large sword in his hand disappeared. His right shoulder had been pierced through and he no longer had the strength to hold a weapon and had lost the ability to fight.
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