Although everyone had noticed Jian Chen and Tie Ta, and were all cautiously guarded against the two, Jian Chen had moved far too fast and without warning. In their limited lines of sight due to the darkness, no one had noticed to the iron rod in Jian Chen’s hand.
The pointed end of the iron rod stabbed into the Changyang Hu’s attacker, causing him to scream out in pain into the night sky as he whirled around. Without waiting for the guy to react further, Jian Chen immediately brought his leg to his chest and kicked him away into the air.
“Agh!” At this moment, Tie Ta also charged over. He swung his axe around, hacking away at the enemies, causing them to be batted away.
But the person Tie Ta was swinging at wasn’t slow to react either. Watching the axe come down on them, his face didn’t reveal the smallest amount of fear, and instead, he brought his sword up to block the axe.
“Deng!”
Once the sword met the battleaxe, Tie Ta and the other were brought to a deadlock with a loud clang. Their weapons shook; Tie Ta remained where he stood, while the other person was forcibly sent flying backwards.
With Tie Ta’s godly strength, unless one was a giant, then he/she would stand no chance against Tie Ta. But the person who was fighting against him was no giant, and so he had taken a huge loss.
However, even with that development, Tie Ta’s battleaxe chipped once more. Although the difference in strength was huge, if Tie Ta had not enveloped his battleaxe with his own Saint Force, then the battleaxe would have long since been destroyed.
“Ah!’ Tie Ta let loose a snarl as he brandished his battleaxe. The group of robbers then dispatched another 2 people to face off against Tie Ta.
“Dang!” After his clear clang, another person who didn’t understand how strong Tie Ta was collided against him one more time. Immediately, he was launched into the air by Tie Ta’s battleaxe, which caused his battleaxe to chip even more.
Although Tie Ta’s battleaxe was strong, it was far from being on the same level as a Saint Weapon, because every Saint Weapon had a great amount of energy within it. With a Saint Weapon, one could release an attack far stronger than normal blows. However, these people Jian Chen were fighting against were far too weak, and some of them were still at the primary levels of a Saint. While Tie Ta could go toe to toe with those primary leveled Saints, his battleaxe had been through far too many collisions.
“Be careful, his strength is extraordinarily high, and watch out for his battleaxe.” The one who was blown away from him yelled as a warning.
Hearing his companion’s warning, the remaining youth became extremely cautious. He dodged the battleaxe, and grabbed onto Tie Ta’s Space Belt…
Jian Chen was moving around with the speed of lightning. as his iron rod flashed this way and that. With his body moving like a spirit’s, he fought alongside with Changyang Hu. Already dyed red with blood, the iron rod was concealed under the shade of the night, as if it was a viper. As he wandered about the area in the darkness, his iron rod shot out silently, in a silent manner that was difficult for his enemies to detect.
Jian Chen was striking out with his iron rod so fast that even the person fighting Changyang Hu were not able to react in time, as his thighs were speared through with the iron rod.
The person’s face grimaced in pain as he let out a painful scream, and clenched his hands in reflex. Changyang Hu was not courteous enough to wait for him to simmer down, and immediately sliced at his opponent’s left shoulder.
Immediately, he cried out in pain again as his left arm was cut, the sword cutting the bone clean off, leaving his arm to be connected to his arm by a small amount of flesh. A torrent of blood came spurting out as he grabbed at it.
A cyan colored light illuminated the night as they all saw a giant sword appear and slash down towards Jian Chen.
“Wind attributed Saint Force!” Seeing the cyan light envelop the sword, Jian Chen’s own face hardened. He immediately used the Profound Steps and melted away into the air like a mirage. As soon as he had faded away, the cyan sword immediately slashed through at the spot where Jian Chen had just been standing.
Jian Chen reappeared 3 meters away, not too far away. The person who had slashed at him stood arrogantly at the spot; wearing a raggedy academy uniform dyed red with blood, his face was covered by the night, so Jian Chen couldn’t recognize him.
Jian Chen’s eyes focused on the group. He snorted and said in a low voice, “Luo Jian, I didn’t think I would meet you here.”
The youth Jian Chen addressed was startled. He thought the voice was far too familiar, so he carefully stared at Jian Chen. Although it was nighttime, there was still a gleaming light in the sky that allowed him to see Jian Chen’s face clearly.