The black-robed old man immediately became surprised when he sensed the power of the sword Qi. His instincts told him that he would definitely become heavily injured if he was struck by the sword Qi.
The black-robed old man no longer cared about killing the elder of the Kalor tribe. He forcefully pulled back his hand that was originally aimed at the elder and threw a punch at the sword Qi in the distance as hard as he could.
The black-robed old man threw a fist that was a meter wide and completely condensed from energy. It collided with the sword Qi with violent ripples of energy.
Boom! The huge fist collided with the sword Qi and immediately erupted with a great boom. Violent ripples of energy wreaked havoc in the surroundings, blowing Caia and the guards away.
However, the power of the sword Qi had completely exceeded the black-robed old man's expectations. The sword Qi did not disperse. Instead, it passed through the violent energy and shot toward the black-robed old man. However, the sword Qi had become much weaker after being weakened by the previous attack.
The black-robed old man's strength had reached the 14th Star, which was equivalent to the Sixth Heavenly Layer of Saint Ruler. He suddenly became extremely stern when he saw the sword Qi shoot toward him without slowing down at all. He bellowed out and surging energy surged out. He sent another full-powered strike toward the sword Qi.
Following a violent explosion, the sword Qi was finally dispersed when it was only thirty meters away from the black-robed elder. The powerful force affected the black-robed elder, causing his body to tremble violently.
The black-robed old man was shocked. He glared in the direction where the sword Qi had come from, wanting to see just who possessed such great strength. Even if the person was not at the peak of the 14th Star, they were not far from it.
A young man with long black hair and a white robe was hovering in the sky in the distance, holding a long sword that emitted a black light.
The black-robed old man's eyes suddenly narrowed when he saw the young man. He even had the misconception that the young man was not a person, but a sword that radiated with surging sword Qi, a sword that stood between the heavens and the earth.
"Warrior, who are you? What grievances do we have? Why have you suddenly attacked me?" The black-robed old man growled. His complexion was very ugly. He glanced at Xie Wang and Nubis who were engaged in an intense battle. He could tell with a single glance that the two of them were far, far more powerful than him. They had probably truly reached the peak of the 14th Star.
Jianchen glanced at the black-robed old man coldly before flying toward Caia. He said, "Miss Caia, are you fine?"
Caia looked at Jianchen with a pale face. When she recognized Jianchen, surprise immediately filled her eyes, "Warrior, it's actually you."
Jianchen smiled, "Miss Caia, looks like you've run into some trouble. Fortunately, you ran into me, or you would have been in danger."
At this moment, the twelve guards beside Caia also recognized Jianchen. When they thought about how Jianchen had repelled the powerful black-robed old man all by himself, all of them immediately became surprised. They had never thought that the poor person who did not even have to pay the entrance fee half a month ago would actually be such a terrifying expert. The twelve guards were extremely shocked.
"Thank you for saving me, warrior. Caia will definitely repay you in the future," Caia said gratefully. Her voice was rather weak. She was already heavily injured. She was not injured by the black-robed old man, but by the shockwaves of energy from the battle between the two Saint Rulers.
"You're too polite, miss Caia. Half a month ago, I was indebted to miss Caia, so just treat this as me repaying your kindness," Jianchen faintly smiled.
The black-robed old man's heart immediately sank when he saw Jianchen walking with the people of the Kalor tribe and how they seemed to have a very special relationship. He understood that it would be impossible for him to take revenge today if the Kalor tribe obtained the assistance of such an expert.
The old man from the Kalor tribe who had been injured by the black-robed old man rejoiced. He endured his injuries and struggled to his feet. He called out, "Warrior, please help our Kalor tribe kill this person. Our Kalor tribe will definitely reward you handsomely."
The black-robed old man no longer cared about revenge when he heard that. He already considered retreating, but he still asked, "May I ask what your relationship is with the Kalor tribe?"
Jianchen ignored the black-robed old man. He said to Caia, "Miss Caia, since he's your enemy, I'll repay your kindness with his head." With that, Jianchen charged toward the black-robed old man with the Dragonslaying Sword. Undisguised killing intent filled his eyes.
The black-robed old man's expression drastically changed. Just when he was about to retreat, three more powerful presences suddenly appeared. The three experts of the Menghuang clan moved at the same time, directly charging toward Jianchen.
"Warrior, it'll be difficult for you to escape today. Why don't the three of us work together to kill this person?" The current patriarch of the Menghuang clan called out to the black-robed old man.
A gleam of light flashed through the black-robed old man's eyes when he heard that. His thoughts of retreating immediately vanished, and a cruel smile appeared on his face once again. He said, "That's fine. Since you don't plan on sparing me, I can only work with the three of us to deal with you. Since you dare to ruin my plans, I, Hei Batian, will make you die here today."
"Warrior, be careful!"
Caia's expression immediately changed when she saw the sudden appearance of three more people opposing Jianchen. She could not help but cry out as she began to worry for Jianchen. Although she had not known Jianchen for long, he was still someone on her side. Whether or not she and her elders could leave this place alive all depended on Jianchen.
Jianchen's face was filled with disdain. He mocked, "Then let's see just who will die here today. People of the Menghuang clan, I originally wanted to let you live a few more days, but since you want to die, don't blame me for what happens next."
"How arrogant!" The three experts of the Menghuang clan were enraged. They all pulled out their weapons and began to fight Jianchen.
"You are just a grain of rice, yet you dare to compete with the moon?" The Dragon-slaying sword in Jianchen's hand turned into a blur as it stabbed out with lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, he had stabbed out three times, knocking away the weapons of the three experts. The great force from the collision of the weapons made their arms go numb.
The three experts of the Menghuang clan were shocked. Although they knew that Jianchen was definitely extremely powerful, they thought that they would be able to put up a fight even against a 14th Star warrior if they worked together. However, they had never thought that Jianchen would be so powerful. In just a single exchange, the three of them were at a complete disadvantage. In particular, the great force that came from the Dragon-slaying sword made them feel slightly irresistible.
* Swish! Swish!
At this moment, another three sword shadows suddenly appeared. The King Armament, Dragonslayer Sword, left behind a series of afterimages as it stabbed towards the three experts from the Meng Barren Tribe. This time, it directly pierced through their chests, giving them no time to react.
The second layer of the Chaotic Body was equivalent to a Seventh Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler. With a Ruler Armament, his battle prowess was equivalent to a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler. The three experts of the Menghuang clan were all below the Fifth Heavenly Layer of Saint Ruler, so they were unable to fight back against Jianchen at all.
The three experts from the Menghuang tribe all grunted. They immediately retreated as shock filled their faces. They no longer dared to continue fighting Jian Chen. At the same time, they fled into the distance, quickly disappearing into the distance.
"I originally wanted to kill the three of you, but I changed my mind. You can go. I'll let you live for a few more days."
Jianchen did not stop them from leaving. He had shown the people of the Menghuang clan how powerful he was this time. He believed that they would not dare to attack the Dahl clan any time soon, which just happened to give him precious time to fight for the map fragment of the Eight Wastelands.
The black-robed old man immediately became frightened out of his wits when he saw Jianchen kill the three experts of the Menghuang clan in a single move. He hurriedly braked in the air and no longer had the courage to fight. He immediately turned around and flew into the distance in an attempt to flee.
"You better stay behind. I'll let them go, but I won't let you go." Jianchen said indifferently, but his voice clearly reached the black-robed old man's ears. It made his heart tremble, and he fled even faster.
Jian Chen did not give the black-robed old man the opportunity to use Spatial Force to escape. He used the Illusory Flash and appeared before the black-robed old man like a ghost. With a jolt of his arm, the Dragonslaying Sword in his hand turned into countless blurs that enveloped the black-robed old man. The blurs overlapped, blotting out the sun and sealing off all of the old man's paths of retreat.
"Argh!" The black-robed old man's miserable cries rang out from the sword silhouettes that blotted out the sky. When the sword silhouettes dispersed, the black-robed old man's appearance had undergone an earth-shattering change in just a few breaths of time. He was covered in blood, and his body was covered in countless wounds. He was in an extremely miserable state.
"Spare me, warrior! Spare me! I will never provoke the people of the Kalor tribe again. Please spare my life." The black-robed old man had truly experienced Jianchen's terror. He did not believe that he could escape today, so he immediately began to beg for mercy.
Jianchen's eyes were cold. He did not waver at all. The years of slaughter had gradually allowed him to develop a heart that treated his enemies coldly and emotionlessly. That was the only way he had the right to survive in this world. Being merciful to his enemies was just asking for death.
Killing intent flashed through Jianchen's eyes. He swung his Dragonslaying sword and beheaded the old man.
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