Chapter 216: Great War of the Zhou Clan (2/2)
“Yes, clan leader.”
After being commanded, he immediately dashed to the back of the Zhou clan courtyards.
After the brutal massacre of the Zhou clan guards, there was only ten guards remaining and another hundred or so lying on the ground with their blood pouring out all over the place staining the marble floors red.
Jian Chen’s body flickered as he reappeared behind the ten guards. With the hazy glow of the Light Wind Sword, he slashed through their necks and cleanly destroyed their ability to breathe and live.
At this moment, every single guard from the Zhou clan had been completely wiped out. All that remained within the courtyard was Zhou Butong and a dozen members of the clan.
Just after Jian Chen had slashed through the throats of the ten now dead guards, an ear whistling sound could be heard as a strong gale of wind flew at him from behind.
Before the biting cold gale of wind could press against Jian Chen’s shoulder, his face grew unnaturally serious before quickly turning around and bringing the Light Wind Sword up to protect himself.
“Keng!”
A large sword suddenly fell against Jian Chen’s sword, transmitting a large amount of power from sword to sword which pushed Jian Chen back a few steps.
Following his backward momentum, Jian Chen’s feet allowed himself to fly backward as if to get rid of the excess force driving him back.
“Ha!” A thunderous shout exploded outward as Zhou Butong didn’t let Jian Chen have a single second to breathe before sending another sword strike at him.
After that, the dozen members from the Zhou clan began to pull out their Saint Weapons before charging at him as well. Among the group was the relieved and recently fresh Great Saint Master Zhou Yun, the captain of the Zhou Mercenaries.
Jian Chen didn’t bother to hesitate and brought down his Light Wind Sword onto the sword of Zhou Butong with an extremely large amount of Sword Qi.
As the two Saint Weapons collided in midair, another strong ripple of Saint Force erupted from the epicenter and flew out in every direction, washing over the grass and the other Zhou clan members.
A strike after, the strong amount of Saint Force had forced Jian Chen to retreat another six steps while Zhou Butong flew back three steps.
Before waiting for Jian Chen to stabilize himself, the dozen Zhou clan members rushed at him with powerful Saint Force erupting from their Saint Weapons ready to slash at Jian Chen. Zhou Yun himself dashed behind Jian Chen and with his long spear acting almost as if it was a serpent, striking toward him.