"He's trying to escape …"
"Chase him, don't let him escape …"
"The battle technique is on him, we can't let him escape …"
"Quickly chase him …"
As soon as Jianchen started to run, the surrounding people began to shout. A high level battle technique was something that even Earth Saint Masters would drool over. Many Earth Saint Masters had yet to learn a battle technique, let alone a group of Great Saint Masters.
"Wu Yun, stay!"
"Where do you think you're going!"
"Hand over the battle technique and we'll spare your life!"
… ….
Following the fiery shouts, the Great Saint Masters on the roof and the ground all began to attack Jianchen.
If Jianchen had continued to fight, perhaps he wouldn't have attracted the attention of so many people. But now that he was running away, no one would allow him to do so.
In total, there were at least 30 Saint Masters attacking Jianchen. The Saint Force contained within the Saint Weapons filled the small space, making it seem extremely terrifying.
Above Jian Chen's head, a huge axe, two huge swords, a machete, and a scimitar slashed down with a crushing force.
Now that Jianchen was in the air, he had no way of changing his direction. Helpless, the Light Wind Sword in his hand turned into a blur as it pierced out like lightning, creating a dense net of swords in front of him.
"Ding ding ding ding …"
Following the sounds of weapons colliding, Jianchen's Light Wind Sword clashed with the Saint Weapons above his head. Although he managed to block the attacks, the Saint Weapons were still powerful enough to force Jianchen's body back down to the ground.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, Jianchen didn't hesitate and used all of his strength to push off the ground. Like a cannonball, he quickly shot forward.
In front of Jianchen, two Saint Masters wielding Saint Weapons walked out from the crowd. Seeing Jianchen rushing towards them, a sharp light flashed in their eyes. Following that, a powerful Saint Force surged out from their Saint Weapons and slashed towards Jianchen.
The temptation of a battle technique was just too great, and Jianchen's strength had exceeded everyone's expectations. One or two Saint Masters wouldn't even be able to protect themselves against Jianchen. Thus, at this moment, the leaders of the various powers seemed to have a tacit understanding. Although they didn't communicate with each other, they all worked together to deal with Jianchen.
Jian Chen charged forward at an extremely fast speed. Just as the two Saint Weapons were about to land on him, he changed his footsteps. His body moved at high speed, and in an unbelievable instant, he moved two feet to the side, just dodging the attacks of the two Saint Weapons.
"Ying!"
The Light Wind Sword quickly pierced through the air, creating a sound similar to that of a sword breaking through the air. Then, as if it was carrying a thunderous force, it broke through all obstructions and pierced through the throat of one of the Saint Masters.
"Pu!"
Jianchen's eyes flashed with a cold killing intent. His eyes were filled with killing intent, as if they could annihilate his opponent's soul. Some of the weaker ones didn't even dare to look him in the eye. Just as the Light Wind Sword pierced through the Saint Master's throat, Jianchen immediately pulled it out and stabbed it towards another Saint Master.
Seeing that his comrade had been killed by a single photo, the remaining Saint Master couldn't help but turn pale with fright. Although he knew that Jianchen was strong, he didn't think that he would be strong to this extent. With just a single photo, he was able to kill a Saint Master.
Seeing that the silver-white sword in Jian Chen's hand that seemed to represent the Grim Reaper's scythe was already stabbing towards him, the Great Saint Master's face suddenly changed. He used all of his strength to pull back his weapon and immediately used it to block his throat.
"Ding!"
Even though this Saint Master had managed to block the fatal blow, the power of the Light Wind Sword still caused him to uncontrollably take two steps back.
However, before he could even stabilize himself, the sharp sound of the air being pierced rang out again. All he could see was a silver ray of light piercing through his throat.
When the light dissipated, it was discovered that it was actually a long, thin sword. The body of the sword was already stained with blood.
The Saint Master who had his throat pierced by the Light Wind Sword widened his eyes. In the last moment of his life, there was only one thought in his mind, "What … what a fast sword …"
At this time, the remaining thirty or so Saint Masters also rushed towards Jianchen from all directions. They quickly closed in on Jianchen, and a few of them who were already close to Jianchen had their Saint Weapons chopped towards Jianchen.
Jianchen quickly scanned his surroundings and quickly blocked a few of the Saint Weapons that he couldn't dodge. Then, with a flash of his body, he charged into the group of Saint Masters.
Right now, if he wanted to break out of the encirclement of thirty or so Saint Masters, he could only break out from the ground. This was because on the ground, there were hundreds of people covering him. If he was to blend into the crowd, it would be much harder for the Saint Masters to block him. If he were to escape through the air, he would most likely be surrounded by dozens of Saint Masters.
With a flash, Jianchen charged into the group of Saint Masters. His Light Wind Sword turned into a streak of white light that danced in all directions, continuously slicing through the throats of his enemies. Against these Saint Masters, Jianchen was using his full strength and there was almost no one who could escape from his sword.
Jianchen quickly charged through the group of Saint Masters. Wherever he went, the people who belonged to the various large powers would fall to the ground.
"Quickly run …"
The group of people turned pale with fright. Like ants on a hot pan, they all fled in all directions.
"Bastard!"
"Wu Yun, I will not forgive you!"
"I will cut you into ten thousand pieces!"
Seeing the people who had died under Jianchen's sword, a few Saint Masters were flustered and exasperated. They flew into the crowd and chased after Jianchen.
However, there were many people who belonged to their own powers. In such a dense crowd, the Saint Masters felt that their hands and feet were tied. It was impossible for them to be like Jianchen and kill without any fear.
"Everyone, scatter!"
Someone immediately shouted. However, his words were unnecessary. When Jianchen charged into the group of Saint Masters, they all began to run for their lives. However, with hundreds of people squeezed into the narrow street, it was impossible to escape in a short amount of time. Moreover, Jianchen's sword was incomparably fast, so only those who were far away from Jianchen were able to escape. As for those who were in front of him, they were all killed by Jianchen without exception.
In just a few breaths of time, Jianchen had killed his way out of the encirclement of hundreds of people. Afterwards, he did not stop and immediately fled into the distance.
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