Strongest Lady's

Ch. 88 - War V

A head fell to the ground. Weiruo looked at Kong Woonji expressionlessly. Already dozens of corpse dolls that he managed to slash his head, I don't know how many corpse dolls are stored by the old man.

Kong Woonji gave a slanted grin, the old man pulled out his sword and shot towards Weiruo.

The two swords met, they exchanged attacks before Weiruo finally jumped backwards as a slash wound adorned his left shoulder.

Not stopping there, Kong Woonji again attacked Weiruo with his newly released corpse puppets, forcing the girl to retreat bit by bit.

“Death!”

Kong Woonji drew his sword into Weiruo's neck, but not until the sword hit Weiruo, it had already been repelled by Da Feng who had suddenly been in front of Kong Woonji.

“How can you be here?” weiruo asked in shock.

“I'm fine!”

Da Feng pushed Kong Woonji back, the young man holding his painful shoulder. Although he said if it was okay, but not entirely so.

“Haha! Small help will not change anything!”

Kong Woonji took out three corpse puppets from his spatial ring. The killing aura Weiruo could feel so clearly from the three corpse puppets.

“It looks like it won't be easy.” Da Feng swallowed a pill to recover his condition.

The two looked at each other for a moment before advancing together to attack the old man.

Kong Woonji grinned, his palms meeting each other and creating three pieces of energy that went into his three corpse puppets. Their eyes immediately lit up in a short time and began to move according to Kong Woonji's orders.

They moved simultaneously towards Da Feng, the young man was forced to retreat and fight away from Weiruo.

Weiruo immediately faced Kong Woonji, the two exchanged so many attacks that little by little Weiruo was cornered by the old man.

Blood flowed from the corner of his lips, Weiruo began to have difficulty resisting any attacks Kong Woonji had made on him.

“Hahaha .. You look so much like him! Though decades have passed, but I still remember with her beautiful face!” babble Kong Woonji.

“Who do you mean?”

“Yue Hua, the woman refused to be a member of the sect. It's a pity he managed to escape before I made a corpse doll!” pissed Kong Woonji.

Kong Woonji looked at his sword, recalling the memories when he fought Yue Hua. A battle that had passed for so long, but Kong Woonji was still able to feel the thrill of his fight back then.

“Your techniques are really similar! It's not wrong that you're his student! Tell me, where is that woman!”

“So please, I don't want to say it.”

Kong Woonji gritted his teeth firmly, realizing that asking Weiruo would not get any answer.

Kong Woonji shook his head slowly and went back to attack, this time he tricked many corpse puppets into cornering Weiruo.

Meanwhile Da Feng also had a bit of difficulty facing the three corpse puppets belonging to Kong Woonji.

Their strength was at least equivalent to a late stage Spirit Swordsman, plus their strength would not be even the slightest bit drained even if fighting for hours.

As long as Kong Woonji was alive, then all the corpse puppets would stay alive and attack. Unlike Da Feng who was not in perfect condition, plus his injuries were partially still recovering.

Finally one managed to fall down, Da Feng took a deep breath before retreating to buy some time for the pills he consumed to work.

“Basic, maybe I'll die today,” he murmured.

Shema landed on a boulder, the woman gazing at the sea of humans in the distance. The smell of blood smelled so thick that he was hundreds of meters away.

“Mr...”.

The woman had a necklace around her neck, it was a necklace Weiruo gave her. Weiruo's scent still lingered there, Shema loved it very much. The aroma is so soothing, somehow just by holding the necklace Shema feeling calm.

“Master, wait for me!”

Shema jumped quickly to the location of the war. His eyes lit up, snake scales immediately adorned his skin, his claws were elongated and his two fangs were elongated with so fast time.

He landed in the middle of the fight, the ground he landed on instantly cracked and caused a slight shock.

Shema let out her martial spirit, the white snake spirit lunged at the troops and opened a path for the woman.

His eyes scoured the place to find Weiruo, but it was difficult amid the thousands of people around him. Shema swung her hand, tearing the neck of a swordsman blocking her path.

“Sweak man, don't block my path!” hisses.

Shema continued her steps, every time someone tried to block, the warrior's neck would be torn instantly.

“Low smiles! I can't believe the Dragon Claw Sect is letting a demon like you into its sect!” said a man standing in front of Shema.

“I only came for my Master. Man, get out of my way!”

The man laughed and raised his sword at Shema. With such a loud voice challenged Shema to fight him.

Shema did not wait any longer and charged forward, her sharp claws being held back by the man's sword. However, shema attacks are not just that. His mouth opened, spitting a poison right into the man's face.

“AAAARGH!” she screamed hysterically after the liquid hit her eyes.

“I told you already, don't block my path!”

Shema's hand pierced through the man's heart before her. Once drawn, blood instantly spurted out in all directions.

Shema's half-handed blood-clad hand, she tore off both of her slightly disturbing sleeves and resumed her steps in search of Weiruo.

Shema stopped her steps as a shadow drew closer, once she realized a large rock was floating towards her, Shema jumped up high to avoid the impact of the stone.

“Snake smile? Comehere! Face me!”

Shema squinted her eyes, a burly man standing haughtily in the distance.

He sizzled slowly. The road is blocked, the time to search for Weiruo will continue to be delayed because of it.

Shema tried to ignore the man, but he landed in front of Shema and fired a punch at her.

Shema dodged, fortunately the blow did not hit her, if until Shema held her back, maybe the bones of both her hands would just break. The woman could not avoid, inevitably faced the burly man.

A thin mist immediately covered the area where they were fighting. The man looked around in confusion, as soon as he realized it was Shema, the woman had already disappeared in the thick of the fog.

The man smiled obliquely, his hands clenching firmly and punching the ground beneath him. The blow that was energized in it immediately caused the ground below it to be damaged and an earthquake around it.

“Comeout! Don't be such a coward hiding behind the fog!”

“Man, you were the one who asked for it!”

A hiss rang out, the mist getting thickened, a pair of red light lurking from behind the fog. Not just one pair of eyes, but dozens, hiding behind the thick fog.