"Ding!"
The Light Wind Sword and the machete collided with each other in midair, letting out a crisp sound of metal clashing against each other. A strong burst of Qi exploded from the point of impact, causing the surrounding rain to scatter in all directions.
The two Saint Weapons separated upon contact, and Jianchen's body uncontrollably retreated more than ten steps before stabilizing himself. His right hand that was holding the Light Wind Sword was trembling slightly. After all, the difference in strength between him and the Xia Clan Head was just too great. Furthermore, the Azure and Violet Sword Qi could only strengthen his attacks, but not his Saint Force. This time, after clashing with the Xia Clan Head, Jianchen's body had also been shaken. He felt the blood in his body churn, almost causing him to spit out blood.
The difference between an Earth Saint Master and a Great Saint Master was like a chasm between heaven and earth. Even a Battle Skill would not be able to make up for it. If Jianchen's body was not as tough as a normal person's, then he would have been heavily injured.
The Xia Clan Head's body violently trembled, and his face instantly became pale. A low groan came from his throat as a trace of blood uncontrollably flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
The Xia Family Head's face was filled with shock. He immediately raised the Holy Weapon in his hand and examined it closely. Even though the sky was pitch black and he could not even see his own fingers in front of his face, he could still clearly sense that there was a gap about the size of a finger on the Holy Weapon in his hand.
"This … How is this possible?" The Xia Clan Head couldn't believe it. At this moment, his heart was like a raging sea, unable to calm down as it was filled with fear.
He was already an Earth Saint Master, and the Saint Weapon in his body had already become incomparably tough. It could be said that anyone below the strength of a Heaven Saint Master would not be able to cause any damage to his Saint Weapon even if they used a Battle Skill. But at this moment, his Saint Weapon was actually damaged, and there was even a small crack about the size of a finger. How could he not be shocked?
"Is he a Heaven Saint Master?" The old patriarch of the Xia family was filled with fear. However, as soon as this thought appeared, he immediately dismissed it because he could feel that Jianchen was definitely much weaker than him when he clashed with Jianchen. It was impossible for him to possess the strength of a Heaven Saint Master.
"What is going on?" The patriarch's face was rather pale as blood flowed from his mouth. No matter how hard he tried, he could not understand how his Saint Weapon had been destroyed. Logically speaking, anyone who could destroy his Saint Weapon would be a peak expert of the Tian Yuan Continent. Killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant for someone like that. It was impossible for him to be forced back in a single strike.
With his Saint Weapon damaged, the old patriarch of the Xia family was also heavily injured.
Just as the old patriarch of the Xia family was filled with confusion, Jianchen once again charged at him with the Light Wind Sword. The Light Wind Sword emitted a hazy silver Sword Qi that was like a bright lamp in the dark night. The only thing that could be seen was a flash of silver light. The sharp tip of the sword pierced through the large droplets of rain and stabbed towards the old patriarch's throat.
Even though Jianchen's sword was extremely fast, the old patriarch of the Xia family was still an Earth Saint Master. Jianchen's speed was not as serious of a threat to the old patriarch of the Xia family as compared to a Great Saint Master.
Suppressing his injuries, the old patriarch of the Xia family suddenly released a layer of blue Saint Force from the machete in his right hand. Immediately, the surrounding rainwater seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force and quickly gathered around the machete in the old patriarch's hand. Circles after circles of rainwater began to revolve around the machete, forming a water dragon as thick as an arm that shot towards Jianchen.
The Light Wind Sword was wrapped in a layer of purple and green Sword Qi as it pierced through the water dragon, heading straight for the old patriarch's throat.
The old patriarch of the Xia family's eyes flashed with a cold light. He did not believe in evil and once again swung his machete towards Jianchen. The machete carried a surge of Saint Force as it cut through the air like a bolt of lightning. The machete seemed to contain some kind of mysterious force as it cut through the air. As the machete chopped down, there was actually a faint pressure exerted on Jianchen's body.
This time, the old patriarch of the Xia family directly used a Battle Skill.
Every Battle Skill, once it was used, would carry a faint pressure. The higher the level of the Battle Skill, the stronger the pressure would be. However, not every Battle Skill had a shocking momentum when it was used. Some Battle Skills were completely integrated into the basic attack to be used. When it was used, there was not the slightest trace of smoke or fire. Every move and style carried an unfathomable mystery of the world, and had a strange and unpredictable power. The power was enormous.
The old patriarch of the Xia family's machete's power was not ordinary. It was much stronger than the previous attack. When the two Saint Weapons collided, the powerful force sent Jianchen flying as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The old patriarch of the Xia family was not in a good condition either. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was filled with fear and disbelief. On his Saint Weapon, there was another gap that was as thick as a finger. In this exchange, although he had sent Jianchen flying, there was now another gap on his Saint Weapon.
"His Saint Weapon is strange. Although he is not a Heaven Saint Master, his attack power is comparable to a Heaven Saint Master. I definitely cannot fight him head on." The old patriarch of the Xia family quickly understood. At that moment, he looked at Jianchen with both shock and greed. He did not know what had caused Jianchen's attack power to become so strong. Was it a Battle Skill? Or a treasure? But no matter what it was, it was definitely a priceless treasure. If he could obtain it …
Thinking of this, the old patriarch of the Xia family's heart began to beat rapidly. His pair of old eyes stared greedily at Jianchen.
Jianchen immediately crawled up from the ground. Right now, his body was covered in mud. Ignoring his injuries, he once again rushed towards the old patriarch of the Xia family.
Although he was heavily injured, the old patriarch's Saint Weapon had been damaged, so his injuries were even more severe than his own. As a result, compared to the old patriarch, Jian Chen's injuries could only be considered light.
Jianchen's Light Wind Sword formed a dense cloud of sword images as it continuously attacked the old patriarch of the Xia family.
By now, the old patriarch of the Xia family had already understood that Jianchen's personal strength was not strong, but his attack power definitely surpassed his own. Thus, he did not dare to receive Jianchen's attacks head on. Instead, he completely avoided Jianchen's sword and attacked from the side.
However, Jianchen's sword was originally focused on speed. Even though the old patriarch of the Xia family did his best to avoid Jianchen's Saint Weapon, he was still not as fast as Jianchen's sword. Furthermore, Jianchen also understood his only advantage over an Earth Saint Master, so he focused his attacks on the old patriarch's Saint Weapon in order to limit the old patriarch of the Xia family's strength.
On the other side, the Huayun Sect's Qing Yun, Qing Mu, and Qing Shan, as well as the seven Great Saint Masters of the Flame Mercenaries, were already engaged in a great battle with the remaining people of the Xia family. However, the majority of the Xia family's three hundred people had already been assassinated by Jianchen. Now, only a few Great Saint Masters were left. Thus, even though Qing Yun and the Flame Mercenaries were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they were still able to hold on.
This was especially the case for Qing Yun. His strength had already reached the peak of Great Saint Master, and his body flickered with the yellow light of earth attributed Saint Force. Combined with his Battle Skills, he was able to beat the Saint Masters of the Xia family to the point where they could not even retaliate.
Jianchen and the old patriarch of the Xia family exchanged over a hundred blows. Even though the old patriarch of the Xia family did his best to avoid Jianchen's sword, he was still stabbed three times by the Light Wind Sword, causing a total of five holes to appear on his Saint Weapon. As the damage to his Saint Weapon became more and more severe, the backlash that the old patriarch of the Xia family suffered also became more and more severe. If his Saint Weapon was destroyed by Jianchen, then not only would his powerful strength go to waste, his life would also be in danger.
"Who are you? Why did you sneak attack my Xia family? Could it be that my Xia family has some sort of enmity with you?" The old patriarch of the Xia family finally couldn't hold it in anymore and loudly asked.
Jianchen's attacks didn't stop as he coldly smiled, "I'll let you die with a clear understanding. I am the person that your Xia family wants to deal with."
The old patriarch's eyes narrowed as he stared at Jianchen with an incomparably solemn expression, "Could it be that you are Jianchen?"
"That's right!" Jianchen didn't deny it. As soon as he finished speaking, his attacks became even more ferocious. Today, he had to kill the old patriarch of the Xia family to prevent future troubles. He definitely didn't want the Flame Mercenaries to be targeted by an Earth Saint Master.
"Jianchen, I wonder if we can sit down and have a good talk?" The old patriarch of the Xia family had shown weakness. Now that he was at a disadvantage, if this continued, it would be extremely disadvantageous for him.
"No." Jianchen flatly refused, cutting off the old patriarch's thoughts of a temporary truce.
The old patriarch's face sank when he heard that. He glared at the blurry face in the darkness and heavily said, "Jianchen, I, Xia Fan, will remember what happened today." With that, the old patriarch no longer lingered on the battle. He turned around and fled.
Jianchen immediately chased after him. Once the old patriarch of the Xia family was far away in the pouring rain, it would truly be very difficult to catch him.
Although the old patriarch of the Xia family was heavily injured, he was still an Earth Saint Master after all. The abundant Saint Force in his body allowed him to quickly flee into the distance. The similarly heavily injured Jianchen simply couldn't catch up to him.
Seeing the old patriarch gradually disappear into the distance, Jianchen's eyes flashed with a resplendent light. In the darkness of the night, they were like two fireflies emitting a weak light. Following that, the Light Wind Sword in his right hand left Jianchen's hand and, as if it had transformed into an immortal sword, shot towards the old patriarch with unbelievable speed.
"Pfft!"
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