Deity Hero: Me! Gaining Disciples Makes Me Stronger! Chapter 409 - Where Could You Run

Chapter 409 - Where Could You Run

Zhang Xuan looked at the sword flickers that were continuously shooting at him and hurriedly performed a move. A ball of black fog attacked those sword flickers.

Zhang Xuan's black fog was corrosive and corroded the sword flickers. However, what surprised Zhang Xuan was that the sword flickers of Jian Chen were actually able to resist this layer of black fog. Not only was it not damaged, instead, it was continuously corroding Zhang Xuan's black fog.

Zhang Xuan was somewhat shocked.

Zhang Xuan also did not expect that Jian Chen's sword energy would actually be this powerful.

Zhang Xuan's eyes flashed with an evil light. He stomped his feet in the air and his body flew into the distance.

At this moment, Jian Chen's body was also speeding forward in the distance..

"Do you want to escape? Where can you run?"Jian Chen snorted coldly and shook his wrist.

The spiritual energy on the sixth-grade long sword was constantly churning, and then it slashed towards the distant Zhang Xuan.

With a sneer, the sixth-grade long sword turned slashed towards the distant Zhang Xuan. Immediately, a huge wave of sword energy swept towards Zhang Xuan.

"Get lost!" Zhang Xuan let out a deep roar, and a golden dragon head emerged from the dragon-shaped sword phantom.

It spat out a fiery-red sword light and slashed towards the sword energy that was sweeping towards Zhang Xuan.

"Bang!" The sword energy and the fiery-red sword light collided with each other, emitting a dazzling light.

"Buzz buzz..." waves of sound waves spread out in all directions, and waves of powerful shockwaves spread out in all directions.

After this attack, the two figures flew backward, each drawing an arc in the air.

Then, the two figures landed on the ground. Zhang Xuan stared at Jian Chen with a gloomy and cold expression.

Jian Chen slowly stood up from the ground. His eyes were s.h.i.+ning, and his gaze became sharper as he looked at Zhang Xuan.

He held the sixth-grade long sword tightly in his hand, and a solemn expression appeared in his eyes.

He swung the dragon-shaped sword phantom in his hand, and one after another, dragon-shaped sword phantoms enveloped Jian Chen.

Looking at the densely packed dragon-shaped sword phantoms in front of him, Jian Chen frowned, narrowed his eyes, and his body swayed.

He flipped the long sword in his hand and inserted it into the scabbard. Then, he took out a green long sword from the scabbard and the sword light flashed in his hand.

He held the long sword in his hand tightly. Then, Jian Chen took a step forward and a sword light slashed toward Zhang Xuan.

Sword shadows appeared on Jian Chen's long sword and slashed toward Zhang Xuan's dragon-shaped sword phantom.

With a loud bang, the two clashed against each other, leaving countless afterimages in the air.

The two's figures rapidly changed in the air, occasionally exchanging blows. Streams of sharp sword energy surged in the air, continuously emitting ear-piercing sounds of friction.

Jian Chen and Zhang Xuan engaged in an intense battle in the air. The two figures in the air quickly crisscrossed each other, and the exchange between the long swords in their hands became faster and faster.

Not long after, Jian Chen's long sword was already covered with numerous cracks, and Zhang Xuan's long sword was the same, too.

Zhang Xuan's body also had some sword scars, but they had all been healed by Zhang Xuan's spiritual power.

"Humph!" At this moment, Jian Chen's cold snort resounded through the sky. The long sword in Jian Chen's hand suddenly shook, and a piercing cold light flashed, shooting forward.

Jian Chen disappeared from his original spot. He once again appeared behind Zhang Xuan.

A sharp sword glow slashed towards Zhang Xuan. A bright light flashed in Zhang Xuan's eyes. The long sword in his hand was swung backwards. Numerous sword energies also swept towards Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's expression changed when he saw this scene. The sword shadows in his hand were instantly withdrawn and gathered in front of him.

After gathering a few hundred sword shadows in front of him, the long sword in Jian Chen's hand suddenly trembled. Numerous sword glows whistled out and shot out in all directions, slas.h.i.+ng towards Zhang Xuan in front of him.

Zhang Xuan snorted coldly when he saw this scene. He did not dodge. The long sword in his hand was swung forward. Numerous sword energies whistled out.

Immediately, crisp sounds of weapons clas.h.i.+ng rang out in the air.

And the two figures continued to cross each other in the air. Each sword was able to produce waves of metal clas.h.i.+ng sounds.

The long swords in their hands continued to collide.

Every time they collided, the collision between the sword energies would produce intense sparks. At this moment, Jian Chen suddenly scurried.

The long sword in Zhang Xuan hand stabbed forward, and the long sword in Jian Chen's hand also continuously stabbed towards Zhang Xuan.

With a sneer, Jian Chen sidestepped and dodged Zhang Xuan's sword energy, but the long sword suddenly stabbed towards Zhang Xuan's chest.

The corners of Zhang Xuan's eyes twitched, and a trace of ridicule appeared on his face. "Do you think that you can hurt me like this? You're simply wishful thinking!"

As he spoke, the dragon-shaped long sword in his hand shook. Immediately, a dragon's roar sounded from the blade, and numerous dragon-shaped sword phantoms swept towards Jian Chen.

Ear-piercing sounds of friction rang out continuously, and numerous dragon-shaped sword phantoms enveloped Jian Chen.

Seeing the mocking expression on Zhang Xuan's face, Jian Chen could not help but feel a chill in his heart. The long sword in his hand flipped and swept towards his right hand. It also turned into a sword shadow that blocked the dragon-shaped sword phantoms that were attacking him.

The dragon-shaped sword phantoms and Jian Chen's sword shadows continued to collide.

A clear sound rang out. Immediately, the sword light in Jian Chen's and Zhang Xuan's hands froze at the same time. A sword light stabbed towards Zhang Xuan's body.

When Zhang Xuan saw this, he shook the long sword in his hand. Numerous dragon-shaped sword phantoms shot towards Jian Chen's sword light.

A clear cracking sound rang out. Immediately, their sword lights collided with each other. After Zhang Xuan's dragon-shaped sword phantom collided with Jian Chen's sword light, it disintegrated inch by inch.

Moreover, Jian Chen's sword light continued to stab towards Zhang Xuan.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan's lips curled into a strange smile.

His body suddenly moved, and he dodged to the side. Streams of sharp sword energy shot towards Zhang Xuan.

While Zhang Xuan dodged, he dodged Jian Chen's sword energy while continuously shuttling around Jian Chen.

Jian Chen's expression was gloomy as he looked at Zhang Xuan who was continuously attacking him. He swung the sixth-grade long sword in his hand.

Instantly, rays of sword light shot out from Jian Chen's sixth-grade long sword and enveloped Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan's eyes turned cold. He wasn't afraid at all.