Chapter 217: Destruction of the Zhou Clan (2/2)

Hearing that, Zhou Butong’s eyes shook as he fiercely stabbed at Jian Chen once more with his great sword before looking at the group of twenty, “King Tiger Squad, hear me! I want you to kill this brat immediately!”

The King Tiger Squad was the result of thirty years worth of training and expenses from the Zhou clan. From a total amount of three hundred people, each one of them had been embroiled in a series of close combat examinations before leaving behind only twenty men. These twnety men were the King Tiger Squad and had the strongest of the Zhou clan in it.

“Yes!”

The twenty members of the King Tiger Squad instantly cried out an answer and charged straight at Jian Chen with their Saint Weapons at a blinding speed.

Sensing the strong amount of Qi radiating from the King Tiger Squad, Jian Chen felt a little bit of shock in his heart. Each and every single one of these twenty members were at the very least as strong as a Saint Master.

“This must be the Zhou clan’s trump card.” Jian Chen thought to himself. Just as he thought about that, the King Tiger Squad had already reached a hundred meters within range of Jian Chen with their Saint Weapons outstretched. At the same time, Zhou Butong and Zhou Yun both flew at Jian Chen to strike simultaneously.

Jian Chen moved back a few steps in order to avoid Zhou Butong and Zhou Yun’s strike. The Light Wind Sword disappeared in a silver blur as it slid by the Saint Weapons of the King Tiger Squad and flew at the throats of a few of their members.

Following the traces of the Light Wind Sword, it flew toward the King Tiger Squad in a silver blur and slid across their throats, taking away their lives.

In a flash, the twenty men from the King Tiger Squad had been completely wiped out by Jian Chen.

Seeing how quickly the King Tiger Squad was killed, Zhou Butong began to tremble furiously as his wrath grew to unprecedented levels. The King Tiger Squad was an especially precious treasure to him and were the elite task force that he had poured countless hours of training into.

As Zhou Butong continued to think about this newest development, the sound of Jian Chen’s Light Wind Sword emitted a bright glow of light that screeched at him as it stabbed toward his throat.

Zhou Butong immediately lifted his sword to block the thrust of the Light Wind Sword, but as the two made contact, the force from the Light Wind Sword caused him to move a few steps back.

Jian Chen didn’t give Zhou Butong any time to relax and immediately drew closer to him. His sword moved inexplicably fast as it lashed out once more.

After that, the third and fourth strike had struck out simultaneously with a speed that rivaled the first two strikes.

The fifth strike…

The Light Wind Sword disappeared within a blur of light as the phantom traces of the blade overlapped with it’s real body. This one strike was unbelievably fast, giving Zhou Butong no time to react.

“Pch!”

Zhou Butong’s eyes could only widen as the Light Wind Sword surpassed what he could react against and pierced through his throat.