“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.
However, after 3 days of constant fighting in the forest, without any clear water, everyone’s faces was jetblack. It was impossible for people to see each other’s appearances with ease.
However, the nearby Changyang Hu heard the voice of Jian Chen, and his face became one of shock; he couldn’t believe his eyes or ears, “You’re…you’re fourth brother!” Changyang Hu was astonished; when it came to Jian Chen’s voice, he was all too familiar with it.
Luo Jian suddenly came to a realization as he laughed, “No wonder I thought your voice was familiar. So it was Changyang Xiang Tian after all. I didn’t think you would breakthrough to becoming a Saint; I really am amazed at that.” After saying that, his eyes flashed dangerously.
Jian Chen turned around and face Changyang Hu, “Big brother, we’ll talk later. Right now, I’ll remove the crisis in front of us. You go help the others, and leave Luo Jian to me.”