Chaotic Sword God Chapter 133: The Death of the Young Master of the Tian Xiong Clan

“Young master, be careful!” The middle aged man cried out as he discovered the trajectory of the flashing white light. His face grew paler by two shades as he realized the sword was going too fast. With the sword already a meter from the young master’s throat, under this type of situation, there was simply no time to react.

“Pchh!”

Because of the lightning like sword strike, the barely Saint level young master practically had no chance to react, and so the Light Wind Sword stabbed itself deeply into his throat.

The young master of the Tianxiong clan’s widened his eyes as he looked dead on at the sword in his throat. There was a look of disbelief, he was not expecting this outcome at all. To think that this depressed little mercenary he had come across on the road to the Magical Beast Mountain Range would unexpectedly be the one to end his life. If he had known about this before, he wouldn’t have dared to come close to Jian Chen, but it was a shame that there was no such thing as a regret pill in this world for him to eat. Right now, his destiny was all but confirmed, and there was a better chance for him to alter the mountain range’s landscape than this.

Seeing their young master already have his throat pierced, the mercenaries by his side all stared in great shock, some had even paled instantaneously. They were fully aware that the person in front of them was the young master of the Tianxiong clan who was dearly loved by the clan leader. He was also the successor of the clan when the time came, so to see their young master be killed right in front of their eyes, they couldn’t believe it. If the clan leader were to hear of this news, no one knew how furious he would become, and how severe their penalties would be.

Just thinking about the severe temper of the Tianxiong clan leader had sent shivers among all of the mercenaries. Each one of them began to look at Jian Chen with rage, if they weren’t able to bring Jian Chen back with them, then they would be served as a substitute instead.

“Brat, you’ve killed our youn

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