The Sword God of the South

Black Banner Party

In the town of Kanglam, in a vast barren mountain range with arid air, there were dozens of people dressed in black who were besieging an old man about fifty years old.

Dozens of people dressed in black with the same veil color were members of the Black Banner Party.

In the martial world, the Black Panji Party was included in the new party group. At the longest, the party had only been formed for about four to five years.

But although the age is only a short time, but the achievement achieved by the party is arguably very extraordinary.

In just such a short time, the Black Panji Party already had a big name. Every day, the members are always increasing. By now, the total number of Black Panji Party members had reached around five thousand people.

This made the new party set foot in the green jungle, becoming one of the largest black-flow parties in the martial world!

The emergence of the Black Banner Party made the party and the white swordsman try shoulder to shoulder to destroy it.

Too bad, destroying the Black Banner Parta, is the same as destroying the mountain to dry the sea.

Too improbable. It's too unlikely.

Especially with all the advantages possessed by the party.

In addition to the above, the Black Banner Party is also included in a very mysterious party. So far, no one has managed to find out who the main chairman is.

Hence, the party was not only frightening, but also confusing.

In that barren field, currently dozens of Black Panji Party members are already in a state of alert. All sorts of sharp weapons were already held by everyone.

The sparkle of the sword eyes seemed to sparkle was forged by the extremely scorching sun.

The old man who was in a siege, had yet to make any movements. From the beginning until now, he has remained in his place. Not a bit shifted.

Although he was aware that he was already in danger, even though he knew his life was on the edge of the horn, but the man did not look scared or daunted.

He stood quietly. It was as if there was only him in that place. There was no one else but him. There were no dozens of Black Panji Party members.

If someone else is in his position, then the person is already sweating coldly. Unfortunately, the one there was Zhang Xin, not someone else.

Zhang Xin, in the Kanglam area, that name was already familiar. In the martial world, his name was already famous.

Which human did not know that old man named Zhang Xin?

In the green jungle, he has the nickname the Lightning Sword. Everyone knows how to play the sword.

If the sword on his back had been passed out, only a few people would have been able to save him.

His ability in playing the sword had indeed reached a very high stage. Even according to the rumors, he was considered one of the number one swordsmen in the Southern Tionggoan area.

Too bad, even though his name is already known to everyone, even though his swordplay has become a public secret, in fact there are still humans who want to find trouble with him.

"Two bangka surnamed Zhang, are you really unwilling to join the Black Banner Party?"

One of the members suddenly asked in a very loud voice. His voice sounded so bold.

"Once I say no, it will remain the same until all times" replied the Lightning Sword with a friendly smile.

"Hehehe, apparently you're really stubborn,"

"If it's not stubborn, then it's not Zhang Xin by name,"

"Damn!!!"

"Again I ask, would you like to join or not?"

Although he had heard a loud and firm answer from the Lightning Sword, but it turned out that the member did not give up. He asked the same question as before.

Keep in mind, the Black Banner Party did intend to attract the Lightning Sword to his party. It happened because of the ability of the parents are very great.

On the other hand, the reason why they had such intentions was also because Zhang Xin often looked for trouble in the martial world.

He often fought or foiled plans from the black stream. Especially the Black Banner Party.

Hence, they intended to bribe Zhang Xin by making him part of the Black Banner Party.

"No," he answered briefly while shaking his head.

The man has exhausted his patience. Just now he was intending to invite the others to attack, but suddenly, from the back there was another voice.

"Mr Zhang, if you wish to join us, the Chief Master will undoubtedly give you a high post. It could be, you were immediately appointed as Branch Chief in Kanglam,"

The voice that just sounded was a little heavy. The wind blew softly, waving clothes and flags carried by members of the Black Banner Party.

Along with that, everyone immediately looked to the source of the voice.

From back there, there appeared to be three old men in their seventies, they were walking simultaneously.

The way it went was very calm. His face is calm too. It does not at all reflect that those people are heretical figures.

Zhang Xin the Lightning Sword came looking ahead. He was quite surprised to find out who the three old men were walking.

The one standing to the right, was wearing light yellow compact clothes. On his back was a spear half a fathom long. His eyes were one with shoulder-length hair.

The one standing in the middle position, his appearance was like a monk. Her clothes are brown. Her hair was bald, her eyes were very sharp.

In his right hand, there was a large enough prayer beads.

On the far left, was an old man in shabby gray clothes. He held a stick made of black wood. His appearance is not like the general public. He looked like an ordinary old man who had no ability.

But even so, Zhang Xin already knew very well who they were. As a courtesan, of course he knew him well.

"Three Demon Kanglams," he hissed slowly.

There was a sense of trepidation as he said that word. This arises because the three parents are famous heretical figures in the Kanglam region.

Their names have spread widely. All the green forest people in the surrounding area already knew how high the science of the three.

The atmosphere on the arid field was instantly silent for a moment. Zhang Xin did not say anything more.

As for the Black Panji Party members, they immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing the arrival of the Three Demon Kanglam.

Time seems to be slow. The hot sun burns the skin.

"Master Zhang, how is it? Did you hear what the Perverted Spear said?" ask the monk who is standing in the middle position.

He was known as the Monk of a Thousand Tasbih. His ability to play the prayer beads was indeed not nonsense.

That said, he was able to destroy a rock as big as a hut using only the prayer beads that he always carried.