BLUE LIGHTNING SWORD
The Patriarch of the White Lightning Sect
The seven Elders of the White Lightning Sword Sect were lined up parallel before the armies of the Skull Ghosts with swords in hand.
Zhao Ga growled closer to them.
"Aren't you guys coming so late?"
Zhao Ga asked in astonishment at the arrival of the seven warriors who looked to have such great abilities. He thought that if he wanted to avoid more casualties from his side, the Seven warriors should have joined the fight earlier.
"You are too naive.we have been watching you ever since" said one of the middle-aged female sword elders.
"You mean watching your soldiers get slaughtered?" Zhao Ga laughed mockingly.
"You're laughing at yourself" Xi shi smilingly glanced at the thousands of corpses of the army of Skull Ghosts lying around.
Zhao Ga clenched her teeth after hearing Xi Shi speak the truth to her.
"You can still speak arrogantly when your death is near" Zhao Ga's reddened face held in anger.
"From the beginning we knew the worst possibility, but we planned to take you all to die with us"
Xi shi explained that all his side including the troops and the Seven Sword Elders were already prepared to fight to the death.
"Basic shit..." Zhao Ga simply cursed, hearing Xi Shi's words so confidently.
Although impressed too late to enter the battlefield, but this is part of their plan. The seven sword elders deliberately hid temporarily to study the battle from a distance. They wanted to know the extent to which the troops of the White Lightning Sect could finish off the army of Skull Ghosts with average abilities were at the level of second and first-rate warriors.
After studying the situation they also knew the average abilities of the skull ghost army were at the level of second and third grade warriors, meaning their side was superior in terms of quality. They decided to jump directly into the battlefield.
They were planning to kill more troops of Ghost Skulls. After going through the observation, with their strength they could now kill at least half of the enemy troops or even more.
"I'll get this done quickly.." Xi Shi moved forward.
Xi Shi intended to kill more troops of the Ghost Skulls before he ran out of power within. No one thought of making it out alive from this fight, even the Skull Ghosts would definitely not let any of them escape.
One by one the army of Ghost Skulls fell to the ground with incision wounds on his body. Xi Shi drained a lot of profound energy on his body, making his attack speed and damage increase. It only took one two attacks on each army of skull ghosts to kill him.
The other six sword elders began to move apart breaking into the ranks of the Ghost Skull army, killing them one by one with a single strike.
Zhao Ga's eyes widened to see the seven of their attacks so quickly entered the ranks slowly finish off his troops, he did not stay silent he turned to the side.
"Wait what else"
zhao Ga shouted impatiently.
Zhao Ga ordered a dozen elite troops to confront the Seven Swordsmen in white who were still busy slaughtering.
A moment after, twelve elite troops began to run towards each of the Seven Swordsmen in white clothes. Xi Shi faced off with two elite troops of Ghost Skulls because they were considered one of the most troublesome.
"So you guys want to get in my way.don't expect" Xi Shi jumped away, heading to the ranks of the other skull ghost troops.
The two elite troops of Ghost Skull did not stay still, they exerted a lot of energy in their legs to catch up.
Xi Shi's steps came to a halt, the two of them were already back before him.
"It's free yeah .. so I have to finish you both off first"... Xi Shi stepped forward to attack them.
A fierce battle ensued.The six sword elders were also repulsed by the elite army of other skull ghosts.
The troops of the White Lightning sect also did not remain silent, they jointly attacked the opposing army's ranks.
The sound of the clash of swords and the cries of agony re-adorned the sky, the confidence of the White Lightning sect's army increased after the arrival of their Seven Sword Elders, all of whom prepared themselves to face death.
The fight lasted for quite a while, Xi Shi leaped away from the two elite troops of the Ghost Skull, Xi Shi's breath hunting down with sweat flowing down from his chin.
In fact Xi Shi could easily kill an elite army if only they fought one on one. The Skull Ghost Elite Army was still at the level of an Expert Swordsman whereas Xi Shi was at the level of a Conferred Swordsman, unfortunately that level was still at the beginning while the Elite Ghost Skull army was already close to reaching the peak of expert swordsmen.
Several incision wounds on Xi Shi's body with blood that had turned his white shirt reddish, he drained his inner strength to cover up the bleeding.
Xi Shi's face paled, not out of fear, but his inner strength left only 70 circles. During the fight he spent almost 80 percent of his strength in. The two elite troops also suffered some incision wounds, but not as bad as Xi Shi.
"Your cooperation is pretty good...."
Xi shi spoke with a breath that was still hunting.
"We are flattered in praise by a warrior as strong as you" bowed his head together.
"I'm sure you two are partners in a lot of fights?" Xi Shi guessed.
"Your guess is not off the mark.We are two partners" they both smiled.
The other Six Sword Elders experienced something similar to Xi shi, except for one Sword Elder Thio Sam, he was actually seen to have almost killed one of the elite army of skull ghosts.
Thio sam glanced at Xi Shi who was in a cornered state. Thio Sam quickly kills by stabbing a sword into the chest of an elite army of skull ghosts who are already lying dying.
Thio Sam dashed towards Xi Shi approaching as well as draining his power in covering the wound and stopping the bleeding on Xi Shi.
"Chairman Xi..... Are you okay?" thio Sam's face was worried.
"Yahhh, ever since you came" Xi Shi stood staring back at the two elite troops of skulls at the follow-up of Thio Sam.
"Are you ready...?"
"Since the beginning we started it" Thio sam's confident face.
The faces of Thio Sam and Xi Shi were so solemnly staring at the elite army of Ghost Skulls.they again unsheathed the swords then stepped forward to attack.
The war is almost at its peak. The White Lightning sect had almost exhausted its entire army leaving only over a hundred, while the ghostly side of the skull still left over 7000 troops.
The Seven Sword Elders had managed to kill over 500 troops of skull ghosts before facing the twelve Elite troops.
The condition of the sect courtyard was already almost filled with blood. The battle was still going on even though the sound of shouting was not as loud as before because there were already many troops who had fallen, especially the White Lightning sect which was starting to weaken.
The fierce battle between the Seven Sword Elders and the twelve armies of the Elite Ghost Skulls was still going on but not as great as before. Unfortunately the seven Elders of the Staying Sword only left four sword elders three of whom had died. While the elite army of ghost skulls are still six.
The cooperation of Xi Shi and Thio Sam managed to kill the two elite troops of skull ghosts, they retreated a few steps then gathered with the two sword elders.
"We will really die as a swordsman" said one of the elders who had just joined in smiling.
"That's better than dying sickly from age" Thio Sam smiled.
They had all almost reached their limits, yet there was no sign of giving up.
On the side of the skull ghost, Zhao Ga's face looked unsettled. Although his position was superior he still did not feel he could win the fight.
"Chairman Kang.. why Lie Jing hasn't shown up yet" Zhao Ga was worried it was part of the opponent's plan.
"Your face looks funny......" Kang Gouw mocked Zhao Ga for panicking.
"I'm not kidding..."
The White Lightning sect troops split the ranks, a man walking in the middle dressed in all white, his hair and long white beard touching his back and chest.
"Lie Jing ....." Kang Gouw said softly.in after Zhao Ga's face which glanced towards the long white-haired man who was walking among the opposing forces.
