Chaotic Sword God

Tianxiong Lie had a look of utter shock on his face. Not even in his wildest of dreams could he imagine that the weak ant Jian Chen from one year ago would go through such a drastic change in strength. An even more inconceivable thing was to think about himself dying at the hands of Jian Chen.

Originally, when he had first heard about how a youth named Jian Chen had eradicated the Zhou Clan, Tianxiong Lie’s first thought was of the youth that had murdered his son Tianxiong Kang from one year ago. He had thought that Jian Chen had gotten help killing the Zhou clan. But even thinking about how Jian Chen could kill the Zhou clan who was weaker than the Tianxiong clan was still inconceivable to Tianxiong Lie. Yet this still wasn’t enough to worry him because the Tianxiong clan’s strength was far higher. If he were to invite a few strong people to unite with him, then he would be a paragon of power within Wake City.

Tianxiong Lie invited a few good friends and even united with two other men of considerable power in different clans to deal with the help that Jian Chen would bring or at the very least that he ensure wouldn’t run away. After all, Jian Chen hadn’t even been able to handle a few blows from him a year ago, so today was the day that Tianxiong Lie had thought he would finally avenge his son’s death.

It was really unbelievable to see such a drastic transformation of Jian Chen when compared to the Jian Chen of the past who could only ambush people and run away due to his weak strength. In the time span of a single year, Jian Chen’s new strength had turned the heavens on its head and transformed the weakling into a strong expert capable of killing an entire clan or two.

Tianxiong Lie’s head had instantly come up with these thoughts, but even at that moment, he had felt that whatever was happening right in front of his eyes was nothing more than a dream. He had been a Great Saint Master, his brother was a Great Saint Master, and even the other seven he was with were all Great Saint Masters, but they weren’t even able to kill or even capture Jian Chen. How could this be anything but a nightmare?

The life force within his body was already beginning to spill out as Tianxiong Lie remained speechless, Slowly, his unwilling face began to fall toward the ground.

Tianxiong Daoyun and the other seven men all stared at the collapsed Tianxiong Lie with a looks of utter disbelief.

Even the hundred clansmen and guards surrounding the fight all looked slowly at Jian Chen before looking back to Tianxiong Lie without a single word.

The leader of Wake City’s number one clan, a Great Saint Master with an earth attribute Saint Force, Tianxiong Lie, had fallen.

“Big brother…” Suddenly, a cry of anguish came out from Tianxiong Daoyun. With a face full of grief, he swung into action and charged at Jian Chen ready to slice him in two.

Seeing the explosive reaction from him, Jian Chen’s eyes narrowed. The Light Wind Sword became a flurry of sword illusions as it struck at Tianxiong Daoyun’s sword.

When the two made contact, another metallic ring could be heard as a large amount of energy pulsated and shook the air as it flew away from the two weapons.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, Jian Chen shook off the vibrations running through his Light Wind Sword and struck toward Tianxiong Daoyun’s throat.

Seeing the Light Wind Sword come straight at him, Tianxiong Daoyun resisted the numb feeling in his arm and the shaking sword he was holding and immediately lifted the sword up. Jian Chen’s sword was so fast that if Daoyun was given any more time to prepare, he might have been able to defend himself against one or two strokes. However, he only had enough time to bring up his sword, he wasn’t able to do anything else but defend.

As Tianxiong Daoyun brought up his sword, the Light Wind Sword was already nearly in front of him. At this, the Light Wind Sword began to emit a violet and azure glow. The two glows were rather faint, but with the way they glowed on the tip of the sword like a candle at night, it was rather eye-catching.

Just as the the tip of the Light Wind Sword made contact with the broad side of Tianxiong Daoyun’s sword, so too did the faint azure and violet glows. As soon as the glows touched the thick sword, they slowly began to melt the weapon and cracks formed, instantly the Light Wind Sword pierced through the cracks. In front of the azure and violet glows, Tianxiong Daoyun’s sword was like a piece of tofu.

“Pch!”

The sharp tip of the Light Wind Sword had smashed through the rest of the sword much to the extreme shock of Tianxiong Daoyun and penetrated through his throat.

Seeing how Jian Chen’s Light Wind Sword had managed to find its way to Tianxiong Daoyun’s throat, the remaining seven people immediately went still with their eyes and jaws wide open. Even more so they stared rigidly at the broken remnants of Tianxiong Daoyun’s sword with thunderstruck expressions.

The fact that Jian Chen had enough strength to fight against nine Great Saint Masters had already shocked them majorly, but now that they saw Jian Chen spear through a Great Saint Mater’s Saint Weapon, they were inconsolable at this point.

In the case that a Saint Weapon was given Saint Force, then it would grow even firmer and improve in strength along with its owner. If a Saint Weapon were used to fight against another person of the same level, then no matter how long or how much the two would fight, neither Saint Weapon would have even a scratch. If one wanted to scratch a Saint Weapon, especially the Saint Weapon of a Great Saint Master, even an Earth Saint Master wouldn’t be able to do it with ease. However, Jian Chen had done it with no difficulty, spearing it straight through to kill the Great Saint Master holding it without breaking a sweat. With a feat like this, the seven Great Saint Masters couldn’t help, but suspect that Jian Chen was secretly an expert at the Heaven Saint Master level.

Tianxiong Daoyun’s face was filled with shock as he looked at the sword in his throat. As his body began to shut down and resign itself to death, Tianxiong Daoyun couldn’t help but think to himself one last spiralling question: just how did Jian Chen stab through his Saint Weapon?

Even though the question was on his mind, with a sword through his throat, Tianxiong Daoyun couldn’t ask it. In the end he could only think about the question to himself as he slowly fell to the ground with his eyes staring vacantly up toward the sky never to close again.

Afterward, Jian Chen turned to look at the other seven with a strong amount of pure unhidden killing intent. The Light Wind Sword began to glow silver as it pumped out even more Sword Qi as if responding to Jian Chen’s killing aura.

The other seven men could clearly sense Jian Chen’s intent on killing them with pale faces. If Jian Chen was only just able to kill Tianxiong Lie, they would be shocked, but the method on how he did it had completely terrified them to a dizzying amount.