The Heaven Dragon Sword

The Long Taring Tiger Holy Spirit Ruler

Wu Tong Qian jumped up with both hands forming claws, the sound of his hand movements roaring out a scorching hot air of skin stinging.

Srass..!

The reddish glow enveloped Wu Tong Qian's palm that formed those claws, the heat quite stinging the skin. Wu Tong Qian's strength has been used. The man immediately used the flow of his long-fanged tiger saint spirit power.

"Hup!"

Pei's cheque greeted with both palms that formed claws, but from the palm of the young man came out a clear white light, the air that spread from his palm even let out a cold air, so cool, snow wind tub.

Crass..!

Buuumm!

Wu Tong Qian's claws hit the ground below where Chek Pei was standing earlier, the ground gushed into the air. So that the dust flies. But Cheque Pei was no longer there. The young man darted before Wu Tong Qian's claw hit the ground where he stood.

"Great are you young too. You can avoid the claws of the tiger catching my prey," Wu Tong Qian said after leaping up.

"Your attack, may it be, Kisanak," Chek Pei replied calmly.

"Heaaa..!"

Wu Tong Qian again leaped towards Cheque Pei with both hands roaring forming claws pointing towards the head. Pei's cheque this time did not dodge anymore, both of his hands moved quickly over Wu Tong Qian's attack.

Tracks!

Cras!

"Geek!"

Wu Tong Qian complained of being restrained while pulling his hands back and jumping backwards. Wu Tong Qian's right arm, which was hit by a Pei Cheque fingers forming claws, appeared to be injured and bleeding.

"Fuck!" wu Tong Qian snorted furiously, his left palm clutching a wound on his right arm. A few moments later, the blood was no longer bleeding from the wound on the man's hand, and the wound was closed.

"You have to pay with your life, young man," beaver Wu Tong Qian as he unsheathed the black-colored greatsword behind his back.

The spring!

Wut!

Wut!

The sword that was so big was played by Wu Tong Qian so lightly as to play a small machete, a sign that the man had quite high inner strength.

Sreth!

Pei's cheque immediately unsheathed the white steel sword from behind his back, silvery rays appearing to be refracted from the sword's eyes.

Wu Tong Qian showed off his skill in wearing a large black sword in his right hand.

"Heaaa...!"

Wut!

Wut!

The huge sword in Wu Tong Qian's hand caused a noisily sound to split the air. The hot air again spread around the place of the fight. Wu Tong Qian swung his greatsword towards Cheque Pei's head from the top so quickly.

Trang!

Pei's cheque quickly stretched his white steel sword overhead, the clinking sound of the two swords sounding so loud. Walsu the sword in Wu Tong Qian's hand was much larger than the white steel sword in Pei's Cheque's hand. However the great sword was unable to defeat the white steel sword, Chek Pei.

"Yahoo!"

A loud shout came out from Chek Pei's mouth while pushing the white steel sword in his hand. The Cheque Pei's touch was accompanied by a fairly high level of internal energy. Wu Tong Qian gasped in shock, he tried to suppress back the jolt of Chek Pei's sword. But his inner power was inferior compared to the inner power he had that young man from the Fire Sect.

"Oh!"

Wu Tong Qian growled furiously as he was successfully urged on by a young man who was much younger than him. Wu Tong Qian's face flushed red from over-exerting himself inwardly.

Wu Tong Qian had already used the inner power of the holy spirit he had, but still he was still defeated.

"Great. Why is this young man so strong, lest he have a holy spirit power stronger than me," Wu Tong Qian sighed inwardly.

"What sect are you from?" wu Tong Qian asked as he lowered his greatsword towards the right.

"Hm... Okay, so you don't get curious, I'll let you know. I am from the Fire Sect," Chek Pei replied as he stretched his sword to the side in front of the chest.

"What kind of holy spirit do you have?"

"Wad. Kisanak, your question is as detailed as an investigator. But I'm not a bad guy, I'll answer all your questions. The holy spirit I have is the water dragon holy spirit, is your holy spirit a long canine tiger, a kisanak?" reply Chek Pei while laughing.

"I admit you're pretty good, you can push me. But you need to know this is Prohibition Island, the place and nest of the pirates. You will not escape alive from this place," Wu Tong Qian said again.

"We're not here to seek enmity with pirates. We're here just looking for the information we need" Chek Pei replied.

"Now prepare... I will send your corpse to the Fire Sect! Oh...!"

Wu Tong Qian swung his sword towards Chek Pei from a distance, a red light forming a sword roaring towards the white-steeled young man.

Whuss!

Blaaamm...!!

The ground around the place where Cheque Pei stood seemed to gush into the air, after a huge explosion when the light forming a red-colored sword eye hit the ground. But once the dust and soil disappear in the wind.

Pei's cheque experienced nothing, the young man standing upright on a sandy mound of earth with his body shrouded in a greenish-white light. While the ground around where the Pei Cheque stood seemed to form a small crater as deep as the waist of an adult.

"Great! The young man was able to withstand the style of 'Fire Sword'. Wu Tong Qian's!" murmured Ming Tan, the bald-headed pirate slid back two acts, "It's only natural that Lee Tong died at the hands of that young man from the Fire Sect,"

"Ka... You're still alive. No way?!"

"Your attacks can only kill ants, kisanak. That attack of yours has not been able to touch me," Chek Pei said trying to provoke Wu Tong Qian's anger.

"Thank God I used the science of 'Dragon Curtain'. Otherwise I would have been blown to pieces like that land," whispered Chek Pei inwardly.

"Long canine tiger.. Come out...!"

Shouted Wu Tong Qian as he crossed his hands in front of his chest after thrusting his greatsword into the ground.

Whuss!

A black-colored long-fangled tiger instantly appeared beside Wu Tong Qian. The long canine tiger was quite large, its body reaching as big as a juvenile elephant.its height of about three meters was equivalent to one half spear.

"Haauuumm......!!"

The roar of the white tiger echoed in the coastal area of Prohibition Island.

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