Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3251: Facing a Grand Prime

Jian Chen stared straight at the middle-aged man. A strange light filled his eyes. There was surprise and astonishment. He was very taken aback by the fact that he encountered fairy Hao Yue’s enemy here.

“Nan Potian, it’s rumoured that you’re already dead, killed by the Empyrean Demon Lord. I didn’t expect you to still be alive and with your body reconstructed. Looks like if I gave you a little more time, you would have recovered your peak strength,” Jian Chen said flatly.

Nan Potian said nothing. His face became extremely sunken, just glaring at Jian Chen silently. The cold light in his eyes became colder and colder.

Jian Chen basked in the resplendent light from the Laws of the Sword, such that he was not visible. He approached Nan Potian step by step as his presence climbed. “I owe a tremendous favour to three of the people you trapped in the formation earlier. If I hadn’t saved them in time, if Rui Di didn’t shelter them, these three seniors would probably be deceased already.”

“And fairy Hao Yue. Not only is she one of the friends that I trust the most, but she’s saved my life numerous times too. I owe an immeasurable debt of gratitude to her, so any of her matters are also mine. Any of her enemies are also mine,” Jian Chen said slowly.

His voice had turned cold. By now, his tone was filled with a chilling killing intent. “As a result, whether it’s your attempt to harm seniors Rui Jin, Hong Lian, and Hei Yu, or fairy Hao Yue’s grievance with you, they’re both reasons why I can’t spare you.”

“With my strength, I can kill you in the blink of an eye. Even if I’m not in my peak condition, you’re definitely not my opponent. I’m just reluctant to go to such lengths as I’ve reconstructed my body recently. After all, the cost of killing you far outweighs the benefits to me. Are you really going to force me to fight?” Nan Potian said coldly. He was not particularly interested in fighting.

He had already noticed from the strength that Jian Chen demonstrated in the Heart-devouring Formation of a Myriad Ghosts that

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