Jianchen was dealing with a group of enemies on his own. The constant blood-curdling screams and the bloody scene in front of him had already become a common sight to him. It didn't leave any impression on him at all.
Jianchen's sword continued to stab out as the Boundless Bandits fell one by one. In front of Jianchen's lightning-fast swordsmanship, the bandits who were on the same level as Jianchen simply couldn't last more than three moves. There were even quite a few who were directly stabbed in the throat by Jianchen.
Although Jianchen's strength could only be considered as the weakest amongst the mercenaries, but in terms of the number of bandits he had killed, no one could compare to him. In just a few breaths of time, more than a dozen bandits had fallen under Jianchen's sword. Jianchen's silver-white Light Wind Sword was already stained red with blood. Even so, Jianchen's coarse clothes were still clean and neat. There wasn't a single drop of blood on them, unlike the other mercenaries who were covered in blood.
Unknowingly, Jianchen had already infiltrated deep into the bandit camp. Right now, within a twenty meter radius of him, there were only bandits from the Boundless Bandits. There wasn't a single mercenary present, and the mercenaries were all grouped up in groups of three to five to fight against the bandits.
"Kill!" Three bandits who were closest to Jianchen let out a battle cry as they rushed towards Jianchen. Raising their weapons, they slashed towards Jianchen's head.
Jianchen quickly took a step forward. His movements were like that of a ghost as he arrived in front of one of the bandits. At the same time, the Light Wind Sword in his hand became a red ray of light as it pierced towards the bandit's throat.
Jianchen was already proficient in fast swordsmanship, so the speed of his sword was even faster. The bandit didn't even have time to react. All he could see was a red ray of light flashing past his throat. After that, he felt a slight numbness in his throat. It was as if something was blocking his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe. Following that, fresh red blood began to flow from his neck. The bandit didn't even have the chance to make a sound as his body slowly fell backwards.
At the last moment, the bandit didn't even understand how he died. Perhaps, he didn't even know that his throat had been pierced by Jianchen's lightning fast sword. This was because Jianchen's swordsmanship was so fast that the bandit didn't even have time to react. Moreover, when the thin sword pierced through his throat, the bandit didn't feel any pain at all.
After the Light Wind Sword pierced through the bandit's throat, Jianchen's movements didn't slow down at all. At this time, the other two bandits were already in front of him, their weapons already slashing towards his body.
Facing the attacks of the two bandits, Jianchen's expression didn't reveal the slightest trace of panic. His face was as calm as water as he immediately pulled out the Light Wind Sword from the bandit's throat. With a mysterious footwork, his body moved two meters to the side like a ghost, dodging the attacks of the two bandits. At the same time, the blood-stained Light Wind Sword in his hand pierced towards the throat of one of the bandits at a speed that the naked eye couldn't follow.
The Light Wind Sword didn't meet with any resistance and easily avoided the reaction of the bandit, stabbing deep into his throat. Just as the Light Wind Sword was about to pierce the throat of the bandit, Jianchen immediately pulled it out and stabbed towards the third bandit.
Every strike of Jianchen's sword was extremely fast, to the point that the naked eye couldn't follow it. Almost no one in the same realm as him would be able to dodge his sword. As for the third bandit, he couldn't even see the shadow of the sword before the Light Wind Sword had already pierced through his throat.
To Jianchen, killing people was already a common occurrence. The bloody scene in front of him was already a common occurrence, so he didn't even bat an eyelid. After dealing with the bandits, Jianchen didn't stop and continued to stab the bandits around him with his Light Wind Sword.
The battle was very fierce. At this critical moment that concerned their lives, no one could stay out of it. Even the coachmen who had not reached the Saint realm had gathered in groups of three to five. They gathered their strength and cooperated with some mercenaries to attack the bandits who were alone.
The intense battle caused the number of people on both sides to decrease rapidly. Whether it was the bandits or the mercenaries, they all suffered extremely heavy casualties. Aside from Jian Chen who still maintained his clean clothes, everyone else was covered in blood. There were even a few people who were completely bathed in blood. They seemed like people made of blood, and their bodies were covered in wounds of various sizes.
Although the bandits outnumbered the mercenaries by a lot, their individual strength and teamwork were far inferior to the mercenaries. As the two sides fought, the number of people who died was much higher than the number of mercenaries. Even so, the number of people on both sides could barely maintain a balance.
Jianchen continued to weave through the bandits, calmly dodging the attacks coming from all directions. The Light Wind Sword in his hand was completely stained with blood, and with every stab, it would either directly hit the heart of a bandit, killing them, or leave a deep wound on their body. The surrounding bandits couldn't do anything to Jianchen. Not only were they unable to see Jianchen's sword, they couldn't even hit him with their weapons. This was because there were many times when their weapons were about to hit Jianchen, Jianchen would always be able to dodge by a hair's breadth. As a result, the bandits couldn't even touch Jianchen's clothes. Instead, more and more people fell to Jianchen's sword.
More and more bandits died at Jianchen's hands. Gradually, the surrounding bandits began to realize how powerful Jianchen was, and began to deliberately distance themselves from him. After all, in a situation where they were no match for him, no one was willing to throw away their lives for nothing.
"Sire, you have good skills. Let me have a go at you." At this time, a deep voice entered Jianchen's ears. Just as the voice fell, a light green light shot towards Jianchen at an extremely fast speed.
Feeling the speed of the light green light and the powerful energy it emitted, Jianchen's expression suddenly changed. Just from this attack, he could tell that this person was very strong. So strong that even with his current strength, he didn't dare to face this person head on. Otherwise, he was afraid that this person's attack would be enough to injure him.
This light green light was very fast. In an instant, it had arrived in front of Jianchen. At the same time, Jianchen's expression became very dignified. He immediately controlled his body and tried his best to dodge to the side.
The light green light almost brushed past Jianchen's shoulder and fiercely bombarded the ground. With a loud "boom!", a deep hole was created in the ground.
Jianchen's figure quickly retreated and immediately pulled away from the opponent. In the blink of an eye, he had retreated five zhang away. When he stopped, Jianchen raised his head and looked. Although it was now dark, with the help of the stubbornly burning bonfire in the distance and his extraordinary eyesight, he could still clearly see the person in front of him.
He saw that the person was a middle-aged man of about thirty or forty years old. The middle-aged man had an average build and didn't look very strong. His appearance was also very ordinary. Coupled with the cloth clothes he was wearing, he looked like a very ordinary person. If you removed the large glaive in his right hand that was emitting a faint green light, then this middle-aged man in front of him looked like a completely ordinary person. There was nothing about him that could attract attention.
Just as Jianchen was sizing up this middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's calm gaze was also sizing up Jianchen. At the same time, the middle-aged man said: "Your strength is very good. Your opponent should be me." The middle-aged man's voice was very calm. His gaze was fixed on Jianchen as if there was only Jianchen in his eyes. He showed an indifferent expression to the sounds of killing all around him.
Jianchen looked around and observed the surroundings. This middle-aged man clearly had quite a high status among the bandits. Ever since he appeared, all the bandits within a certain range of Jianchen all avoided him. Even though there were quite a few bandits around Jianchen, when they saw the middle-aged man facing off against Jianchen, none of them dared to approach him. They all went to find other mercenaries to fight.
Jianchen's face became stern. He knew that this battle was definitely the first battle of life and death since he had come to this world. Even though he had gone through hundreds of battles and was confident that he was invincible among those of the same level, Jianchen did not have much confidence in killing this middle-aged man. Just from the strength of the middle-aged man's attack, Jianchen could tell that the middle-aged man's strength far exceeded his own. At the same time, the middle-aged man also possessed wind-attributed Saint Force. In terms of speed, he was no slower than Jianchen.
The middle-aged man stared at Jianchen as he slowly picked up the large glaive that was slightly taller than him. A faint azure light revolved around the glaive as strands of wind revolved around the middle-aged man's body.
Noticing the middle-aged man's movements, Jian Chen's mind was on high alert as well. Even though he had mastered the profound footwork, he did not dare to be careless against an opponent who was much stronger than him. Moreover, the opponent had Saint Force of the wind attribute and specialized in speed.
"Hah!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out an explosive roar as he rushed towards Jianchen. The middle-aged man's speed was extremely fast and arrived in front of Jianchen in the blink of an eye. His glaive glowed with a brilliant azure light as it slashed towards Jianchen's neck at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye.
Jianchen's head was slightly tilted to the side as the glaive brushed past his head. After the glaive passed, a few strands of black hair slowly fell to the ground.
At the same time that his head was tilted to the side, Jianchen's body suddenly crouched as he took a large step forward. His body quickly leaned forward as he closed the distance between him and the middle-aged man. The Light Wind Sword in his hand formed a blood-red ray of light as it pierced towards the middle-aged man's heart with lightning speed.
Facing a middle-aged man who was much stronger than him, Jian Chen had already used all of his strength in this attack. He didn't hold back in the slightest. The speed of the sword was so fast that it had almost reached the limit of what Jian Chen was capable of. In an instant, the tip of the Light Wind Sword had already reached the middle-aged man's chest. At the tip of the sword, Jian Chen's Sword Qi had already pierced through the man's body.
Seeing the tip of the Light Wind Sword about to reach his chest, the middle-aged man's face changed greatly as his eyes were filled with disbelief. However, the middle-aged man's reaction was also very quick. At this critical moment, a large amount of Saint Force was released from his body and formed a powerful shockwave that collided with the Light Wind Sword that was about to reach his chest. At the same time, a portion of the Saint Force formed a seemingly weak but extremely sturdy barrier around his body.
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