Jianchen's calm words caused the faces of the Zhou Mercenaries to change greatly. Immediately, each and every one of them glared fiercely at Jianchen, their eyes filled with killing intent and anger.
The middle-aged man's face became gloomy as he glared fiercely at Jianchen. With a cold snort, he angrily shouted, "Brat, you don't have the qualifications to say such words. Men, take him down. Let this arrogant brat understand that our Zhou Mercenary Group is not a place where anyone can behave atrociously."
Following the middle-aged man's command, the mercenaries surrounding Jianchen did not hesitate in the slightest. One by one, they took out their Saint Weapons and charged towards Jianchen from all directions.
The corners of Jianchen's mouth curled up into a sneer as his body flickered and disappeared from where he was standing. Following his disappearance, all of the weapons that were flying towards him also missed.
Jianchen's speed was extremely fast as he shuttled through the battlefield. His Light Wind Sword was like a bolt of lightning as it pierced through the air. Every time his sword pierced through a person's throat, the Saint and Great Saint realm mercenaries did not even have the time to react before they were killed one by one. Among them, there were many who did not even know how they died.
Although Jianchen was fighting alone against over a hundred people, the difference in strength between the two sides was simply too great. Thus, the situation was a one-sided massacre. The Zhou Mercenaries were completely powerless against Jianchen. They could not even catch a glimpse of Jianchen's figure.
Under Jianchen's fast killing speed, one or two people were killed in the blink of an eye. In just a few breaths of time, seven or eight people had died under his sword.
This scene lasted for only five breaths of time. Out of the hundred or so people of the Zhou Mercenary Group, nearly fifty of them were lying on the ground.
The middle-aged man with the scars on his face stared blankly at Jianchen who was like a killing machine. His face was filled with disbelief. In less than ten seconds, Jianchen had killed fifty people. Such a fast killing speed had scared the middle-aged man silly.
Jianchen was dressed in white as he moved back and forth in the crowd like flowing water. Wherever he went, the people around him would fall down in droves as blood splattered in the air. In this short period of time, the ground had already been dyed red by the blood that had gathered.
The merciless killing was carried out silently. Only the constant shouting of the Zhou Mercenary Group members could be heard, but surprisingly, not a single scream was heard. This was because when their throats were cut by Jianchen, they couldn't make a single sound. Some of them didn't even feel the pain before they lost consciousness.
After a few breaths of time, Jianchen finally stopped his merciless killing. At this moment, the empty space in the courtyard was filled with corpses. The hundred or so people of the Zhou Mercenary Group had all been killed by Jianchen. The corpses of the hundred or so people were scattered all over the ground. Each of them only had a single wound on their neck. The bright red blood flowed out from the wound and dyed the entire ground red. The thick smell of blood floated in the air and was abnormally pungent. Just taking a breath would make people feel like vomiting.
Right now, only the middle-aged man with the scar on his face and the ten or so people behind him were still alive. All of them had a sluggish expression on their faces as they couldn't believe what they had just seen.
A hundred or so people had been completely wiped out by a single person in just a few breaths of time. Moreover, this person was a youth who looked to be in his early twenties. Even though they had seen it with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe it. The ten or so people were already finished. They were all scared silly by this result and stood there in a daze, unable to say a single word.
When Jianchen's calm and cold eyes fell on the ten or so people, his face revealed a cruel smile. The hundred or so people he had killed before were all Saints and Great Saints. However, the ten or so people in front of him were the true pillars of the Zhou Mercenary Group. Each of them had the strength of a Saint Master.
Following this, Jianchen didn't waste any more words. His body moved as he quickly rushed towards the remaining ten or so people. The Light Wind Sword turned into a silver light and in a flash, it effortlessly pierced through the throats of two of the Saint Masters and took their lives.
Now that Jianchen's strength had reached the Great Saint Master level, these Saint Masters were as weak as ants in his eyes. His quick sword wasn't something these Saint Masters could dodge.
Towards the Zhou Mercenary Group, Jianchen didn't plan on letting any of them go. After killing the two Saint Masters, Jianchen's Light Wind Sword once again turned into a silver light and enveloped the remaining people.
Pu! Pu! Pu! … ….
Following the sound of the Light Wind Sword cutting through the throats, another three Saint Masters were pierced through in the blink of an eye.
Only at this time did the remaining Saint Masters come back to their senses. Their expressions greatly changed, and they didn't dare hesitate. They immediately used all of their strength and frantically dodged in all directions, trying to pull the monsters away from Jianchen.
"Stop, stop, if you have something to say, we can talk about it. Quickly stop." The middle-aged man with the knife scar on his face miserably dodged as he shouted. Right now, his expression was no longer as calm as before and was completely filled with fear.
Jianchen stopped his merciless slaughter and calmly looked at the remaining Saint Masters and said, "Speak, where is the leader of your Zhou Mercenary Group?" Previously, Jianchen had found out that the leader of the Zhou Mercenary Group was a Great Saint Master, but among these people, there wasn't a single one that had the strength of a Great Saint Master. This could only mean that the leader of the Zhou Mercenary Group wasn't here. Regarding the leader of the Zhou Mercenary Group, Jianchen had already given the order to kill him.
The man with the knife scar took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. His eyes were filled with fear as he stared at Jianchen. With a trembling voice, he said, "This little brother, I don't know how our Zhou Mercenary Group has offended you. Why must you be so ruthless?" At this moment, the man with the knife scar's attitude had undergone a great change.
Jianchen stared at the man with the knife scar with a sharp gaze. He slowly approached the man and said, "I'll ask you one last time, where is the leader of the Zhou Mercenary Group?" With regards to the man with the knife scar, Jianchen completely ignored him.
Seeing Jianchen approaching, the man with the knife scar nervously retreated. After a moment of hesitation, he said with a trembling voice, "Where is the leader? I don't know …"
Hearing this, Jianchen's eyes turned cold. He didn't give the man with the knife scar a chance to speak and immediately appeared in front of him. The Light Wind Sword turned into a silver ray of light as it pierced towards the man's throat.
The man with the knife scar's face changed greatly as he immediately retreated. At the same time, a large sword appeared in his hand in an attempt to block in front of him. But when he raised his large sword halfway, the Light Wind Sword had already reached his throat and pierced deeply into it. The tip of the sword was already covered in blood as it came out from the other side of his neck.
Seeing that the man with the knife scar didn't even have the strength to resist Jianchen, the remaining Saint Masters couldn't help but turn pale. They had already lost the courage to continue fighting after witnessing Jianchen's strength.
"Quickly run, we'll go find the leader. Only the leader can deal with him." Among the remaining Sacred Experts, one of them shouted out loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out of the door with the fastest speed possible.
"Right, let's go find the leader …"
When the others heard this, they immediately came to their senses. Without any hesitation, they all rushed out the door.
Jianchen slowly pulled out the Light Wind Sword that was still dripping with blood from the man with the knife scar's neck. He stared at the direction in which the people were running with a cold smile on his face as he leisurely followed behind them.
Not long after Jianchen left, the entrance of the Zhou Mercenary Group's residence was immediately surrounded by a group of people. Upon closer inspection, it was the group of people that had followed them out of the restaurant.
However, when the group of people looked through the broken door and saw the scene inside, their faces immediately became sluggish. Their faces were filled with disbelief and disbelief.
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