The Sword God of the South

Rajawali Sakti Claw

In the afternoon, after the sun was to the west and it was about to sink, Zhang Fei and Kiam Hong were already in the middle of the courtyard.

The two men stood face to face within a distance of about ten steps. As told earlier, they will be having a duel.

"Mr Hong, where's your gun?" zhang Fei asked slightly astonished as he saw the old man not grasping a weapon.

"My gun is both of these hands," he replied as he raised his arms slightly.

"Oh,"

The young man complained of being restrained. If he had to fight with his bare hands, of course he was getting under the wind. His main ability is to fight with a sword. Not with empty hands.

"Don't worry. This hand of mine can be harder than steel and sharper than a sword. You just use that weapon of yours," Kiam Hong said understanding what Zhang Fei was feeling.

"But ..."

"Just do. When fighting with your brother, I also never used a weapon. He always uses his sword. But the evidence, be it me or him, is still alive today" he said cutting words.

"All right then. I had to use my sword,"

"good. Take out all your abilities. Never feel sorry for your opponent. Whoever your opponent is,"

"I understand,"

Zhang Fei immediately pulled out the Sword of the God King from its scabbard. The silvery light immediately radiated to the four corners of the wind.

A moment later, the young man was ready. He's ready to start the fight!

The Eternal Demon Valley Kiam Hong Flower was also the same. He is also ready for everything.

Meanwhile, in front of the mouth of the cave, there was Li Bing who was standing while continuing to look into the middle of the courtyard.

He never turned away from those two people.

"Mr Hong, look at my attack!" Zhang Fei shouted. He's gonna start the fight.

Yush!!!

The sword thrust came from the front. The young man pointed his weapon at the opponent's heart.

"Good sword," Kiam Hong said as he dodged the attack.

The young man smiled wryly. Realizing his first attack had failed, he immediately caught up with him with a second attack. A sideways slash was immediately released.

But again Kiam Hong was able to avoid it easily. Simply sliding a foot, the opponent's sword rod had escaped his body.

Twice he attacked, twice Zhang Fei failed.

The two men stopped for a moment. They watch and admire their opponents.

A few moments later, another cry was heard. This time, the one who attacked first was not Zhang Fei. Except in the Rajawali Valley of the Thousand Flowers!

"See attack!"

Yush!!!

He slid forward. Both of his hands formed claws like an eagle. A sharp wind roar immediately felt snatching onto the body.

Zhang Fei floated backwards. He did not want to directly welcome the old man's attack.

Unfortunately, Kiam Hong also did not let him off. The old man really looked like an eagle. His movements are very fast and agile.

Each attack is capable of pressing the opponent.

Now, after fighting for quite a long time, Zhang Fei became increasingly aware that the Eternal Demon Valley Flower Kiam Hong was indeed not a random person.

This is evident from each attack. The two hands that seemed to have turned into the claws of an eagle are really dangerous.

If only it hit the skin directly, the skin would be torn. It was for this reason that Zhang Fei acted very carefully.

Fifteen steps have passed. Although it was only a moment, but cold sweat and sweat had soaked the entire body of the young man.

How not, just getting here alone, he had already been injured several times at the hands of Kiam Hong. It was fortunate that Zhang Fei had the science of lightening an already tall body. So that he can survive the claw of death.

On the other hand, the secretive Eternal Demon Valley Flower Kiam Hong was also increasingly amazed at the young man. Although he did not fight against Zhang Liong, but indirectly, right now he actually felt that he was fighting with him.

It was because of Zhang Fei's ability, it didn't feel much different from his own grandfather's ability.

In fact, according to his assumption, the young man was actually a little better at playing swordsmanship.

The flaws of Zhang Fei, one of which was that he still lacked fighting experience. Therefore, it is natural that sometimes the movement is not in accordance with the rhythm of the fight.

Other than that, it felt like there was no shortage in the young man anymore.

Without feeling it, thirty-six moves had already passed back. Now, Zhang Fei had already brought out the sixth rank of the God Sword Book.

The Sword of the Conqueror of the Jagad!

After the sixth step came out, all the movements of the youngster became completely changed. Sword Eve increasingly densely enveloped the entire arena of battle. His movements were really fast, even Li Bing who had been standing on the sidelines had not been able to see him clearly enough.

On one hand, Kiam Hong also did not believe that Zhang Fei was even able to pull out that stance. It was fortunate that he had fought against Zhang Liong several times.

So that a little he already knows in what way and style he faces opponents.

"Kakti Rajawali Claw!"

Wutt!!!

The old man shouted loudly. He then jumped while lunging forward. After the move came out, he was no longer afraid to face Zhang Fei. He did not hesitate to hold or even clamp the opponent's sword.

Because with that style, both arms, especially the fingers, seemed to have turned into very hard steel.

The fight became exciting. Especially after reaching the forty-five level.

To date, the position still looks balanced. Although Zhang Fei's clothes had been torn by Kiam Hong's claw, the young man's body itself had not been injured.

Similarly, in Rajawali Valley Selaksa Bunga itself. Here and there are tears due to being hit by a strike or sword air.

But amazingly, there was not the slightest bit of blood coming out of the body.

The next few seconds, the fight was already going very fierce. Moreover, this was the peak of the battle between them.

The shadows of the sword and fingers of the human hand seemed to fill the space. The sound of roaring like a tiger was heard very clearly.

The shadow of his body both grew increasingly faint. Until the next few strokes, the two shadows are again clearly visible and in the end immediately stop at the starting place of each.

Now, the two have faced each other again. Neither Zhang Fei nor Kiam Hong, both bodies had been moistened by sweat.

Zhang Fei did not expect that the old man's abilities were so high. Almost equal to his grandfather.

On the one hand, Kiam Hong never expected that the youngster was actually able to hold a draw.

"Great. Really great. I'm happy to be able to duel with you, young man," he said with a laugh.