But to kill his enemies more effectively, Jiang Chen was willing to bear the strain on his body.
At this moment, Guan Wen and the others were likewise wearing looks of shock. The five of them had joined forces just now, yet Jiang Chen had still put tremendous pressure on them. Although none of them had been injured, Jiang Chen was uninjured as well.
The two sides had temporarily fought to a draw. But calling it a draw was merely putting it nicely—they had actually lost. The five of them had joined forces and still failed to take down Jiang Chen. How could they shamelessly call that a draw?
Jiang Chen put away the Silver Moon Blade and took a dark-colored saber from his storage space. It was none other than the Demonic Soul Blade.
"It's that demonic blade..." Guan Wen and the others saw Jiang Chen change weapons, and a grave look flashed through their eyes.
According to the information they had gathered, Jiang Chen's combat strength would rise dramatically whenever he used this demonic blade, making him extremely difficult to deal with.
The hall master of their eastern stronghold, Jiang Ming, had been slain by Jiang Chen while he wielded this demonic blade.
The experts of Jiuyun Town had suffered the same fate.
Astonishing Demonic Energy immediately began radiating from Jiang Chen's body. His eyes turned blood-red, and his aura grew far more ferocious.
"Die..." Jiang Chen's figure moved like lightning. He used Traceless Steps, moving far faster than before.
"Not good! Everyone, be careful!" Guan Wen was greatly startled. That speed was simply too fast.
A phantom swept past, and a flash of blade light followed.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft." Three faint sounds of sharp weapons piercing flesh rang out.
As for the two vice-regimental commanders, Guan Wen