At this moment, the face of the Zhou Clan's patriarch, Zhou Butong, had already become extremely serious. The gaze he used to look at Jianchen had already lost its previous contempt. Although the latter's age was still extremely young in his eyes, right now, he was already looking at him with the attitude of facing an opponent of the same level. He did not dare to underestimate or be careless in the slightest.
This was because from the few times that Jianchen had attacked before, he had already seen how powerful Jianchen was. Previously, if he had not acted in time, his son Zhou Yun would have already lost his life. Moreover, just now, when he had saved Zhou Yun from Jianchen's hands, he had also used his full strength, exploding his speed to the extreme. Only then was he able to save Zhou Yun in a dangerous situation. This was because the speed of Jianchen's three consecutive sword strikes was extremely fast. Even with his current strength, he had to be careful when dealing with them. Especially the third sword, the speed of that explosion was something that even he had to be cautious of.
Zhou Butong's heart was secretly shocked. Jianchen's age seemed to be only a little over 20 years old. Such a young age, yet he possessed such great strength. With his rich life experience and experience, from this point alone, he began to secretly guess Jianchen's background. He did not believe that a youth without any background could reach the strength of a Great Saint Master at such a young age.
Zhou Butong's face was serious as he stared at Jianchen. In a deep voice, he said, "I wonder which clan this little friend is from, and what grudges do you have with my son Zhou Yun? Perhaps this is all a misunderstanding."
"Whether it is a misunderstanding or not, I naturally know in my heart. There are some things in the past that I do not wish to bring up again. Today, I will definitely kill Zhou Yun. If your Zhou Clan stays out of this, then naturally nothing will happen. However, if you want to get involved, then today, I will erase your Zhou Clan's name from this place." Jianchen's tone was very calm, but within this calm tone, it was filled with arrogance. When these words were heard by the people of the Zhou Clan, their faces immediately became gloomy. Pairs of eyes filled with killing intent gathered on his body one after another.
However, Jianchen's expression didn't change in the face of the numerous fierce gazes, and his expression was still calm and composed.
Upon hearing Jianchen's words, Zhou Butong's expression turned incomparably gloomy. Glaring fiercely at Jianchen, he said, "Little friend, your tone is a little too arrogant. I admit that your strength is not bad, but with just your strength alone, you want to destroy my Zhou Clan? Hmph, do you really think that my Zhou Clan is made of mud?"
"Zhou Family Head, it seems like you are determined to protect Zhou Yun." Jianchen's tone gradually turned cold, and his eyes flashed with killing intent.
Zhou Butong waved the giant sword in his hand and coldly said, "If you want to take my son's life, then let's see if you have the ability."
"Wait!"
Just as the two sides were about to draw their swords, a voice suddenly sounded out. The person who spoke was a tall and sturdy middle-aged man wearing armor standing behind Zhou Butong.
The middle-aged man wearing armor walked out with large strides, stopping between Jianchen and Jianchen. With a smile on his face, he said to Jianchen, "Little brother, can you sit down and talk about the grievances between you and the Zhou Clan? If you can turn a big matter into a small one, and a small matter into a small one, that would be for the best. Why must you insist on fighting and killing? Especially since Wake City is about to be attacked by a wave of Magical Beasts. This is a time where we need to be united. We cannot fight at this juncture. After all, this concerns the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Wake City. I hope little brother will reconsider." Perhaps because he saw that Jianchen's strength was not ordinary, the middle-aged man's tone was extremely gentle.
Jianchen's gaze fell on the middle-aged man. His gaze lingered on the armor he was wearing, and he calmly asked, "Who are you?"
Towards Jianchen's tone, the middle-aged man's face did not reveal the slightest trace of anger. Instead, he smiled and said, "My name is Duo Li. I am the commander of Wake City's defense forces. I am in charge of the entire city's defense forces."
"So it is Commander Duo Li. Commander Duo Li, please step back. This is a matter between me and them. I do not wish for others to be involved." Jianchen opened his mouth to speak.
Commander Duo Li sighed and said, "Little brother, this is not a normal time. Can't we all sit down and have a good talk?"
Jianchen shook his head slightly, "There is no room for discussion. Commander Duo Li, please step back."
"Commander Duo Li, don't get involved in this matter. Since this brat who does not know the immensity of heaven and earth wants to destroy my Zhou clan, then I will let him see the strength of my Zhou clan. Furthermore, the Zhou Mercenary Group that my son painstakingly created was also destroyed by this brat. Tell me, is there any room for discussion?" Zhou Butong said with a gloomy face. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Jianchen.
"Arrogant brat, let me personally deal with you." As he spoke, Zhou Butong's body transformed into a blur as he charged towards Jian Chen. The gigantic sword in his hand was brimming with Saint Force as it tore through the air with an ear-piercing sound, slashing towards Jian Chen's head.
Jianchen's eyes turned cold. His Light Wind Sword turned into a ray of silver light as it met the incoming large sword.
Seeing that the situation had escalated to a point of no return, Commander Duo Li's eyebrows wrinkled as he muttered, "Wake City is about to face the threat of the Demon Beast Wave. Although this youth is young, his strength has already reached the Great Saint Master level. This is a very powerful force. At this critical moment, we cannot allow either side to suffer any losses. If we want to resolve this grudge, then we can only go find the city lord."
Thinking up to this point, Commander Harry did not dare to delay any longer. He immediately left the area and ran as fast as he could towards the city lord's mansion.
In the courtyard of the Zhou clan, Jianchen was fighting alone with a group of people. The patriarch of the Zhou clan, Zhou Butong, was also a Great Saint Master. He had reached the peak of the Great Saint Master level twenty years ago and was only a step away from becoming an Earth Saint Master. However, because breaking through to the Earth Saint Master level was extremely dangerous, and he did not have complete confidence that he could successfully break through to the Earth Saint Master level, his strength had remained at the peak of the Great Saint Master level for the past twenty years.
The Light Wind Sword in Jianchen's hand danced as he continuously attacked Zhou Butong. His attacks seemed to be endless, each one faster than the last. Facing Jianchen's inconceivably fast sword techniques, Zhou Butong had to focus all of his attention. He had to use all of his strength as a peak Great Saint Master. Even so, with the help of a group of guards, he could only barely match up to Jianchen.
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