The Sword God of the South

The Battle of the Mountain Sword Party

In just one blink of an eye, the Quail Wind Sword Gouw Ming had been outside the room. The old man's movements were really quick like lightning.

As soon as he was outside, he quickly pulled out a sword that was stuck on his back.

Wutt!!!

He immediately launched the first attack. A slash came from the right side.

At that time, in the room there were also three black people. Once aware of the threat, they swiftly make preparations.

When the sword in Gouw Ming's hand was about to hit the target, suddenly two sharp cleavers appeared from the right and left.

Two sticks of the machete immediately intercepted his attack.

The branch!!!

A loud clash occurred instantly. The two people felt his hands tingling. As for Gouw Ming himself, he did not feel anything either. Only, now he had retracted his attack.

Meanwhile, now behind the Quail Wind Sword was also five people. The three best disciples, one disciple of his personal trust, and one more person, was Zhang Fei.

Now they are standing in silence. He stared at the black people.

"Although wearing a veil, I still know that you are the old Bangka Gan," said the old man began to talk.

"Hahaha .. are you sure!"

"Yes, of course,"

"Are you sure you didn't say anything wrong?"

"Very sure," he said as he stared intently at the other person.

The situation there suddenly became quiet. Both Gouw Ming and Gan Li were supposed to be, now the two were looking at each other.

Unseen sparks of fire occurred between them.

"Chairman, to prove who this lowly man really is, we better open the veil forcibly," said a disciple of the Mountain Sword Party suddenly.

Gouw Ming immediately turned his head for a moment after hearing the words just now. Although his mouth was still silenced, but it could not be denied that his heart also felt in agreement with the words.

"Give me your head!"

He shouted loudly. A moment later his body had already shot forward. The heirloom sword that he held in his hands from the start, started to twitch again ferociously.

The white glow immediately spread throughout the room. The light of the sword was like a meteor in the middle of the night. Although it only looks fleeting, but it makes a deep impression.

The person who was about to be attacked was also a little surprised. But before he made his move, the two men who were by his side, had already taken action first.

They move the blade at the same time. A loud clash occurred again, but this time it did not stop. The Quail Wind Sword Gouw Ming immediately proceeded with a follow-up attack.

His sword slashed and pierced. His left hand was not silent. He also launched an attack with his bare hands.

"Chairman, hand them over to us,"

The two best disciples of the Sword Mountain Party shouted. At that time, both of them were also ready to welcome the opposing goal.

"good. Just kill them," Gouw Ming replied quickly as well.

After that, he immediately pressed forward. Exactly in front of the person who was allegedly the Golden Swordsman Gan Li.

The typical sword style of the Mountain Sword Party was immediately perfectly held. The sword Eve instantly felt densely. It was as if the entire room was already claustrophobic by the air of the sword he had created.

Once his hand moved, a sword that emitted a glimmer of greenish light was already in his right hand.

The battle between the two is inevitable. The two heirloom sword rods met in mid-air. The sparks created increasingly appear to be flying in the middle of the air.

As the Chairman of the Great Party, of course the ability of the old man could not be underestimated. Moreover, he had already possessed high abilities long ago.

Despite his advanced age, but it cannot be denied that his movements are still fast. Precisely the more age, the more the perfection of swordsmanship.

The person who was his opponent back then was a little shocked after witnessing his prowess. But since he himself was not an ordinary human, then of course he could not be easily defeated.

The two top-class figures then fought fiercely.

The roar of the sharp wind felt increasingly sore slashing the skin. When the battle was going fiercely, there was suddenly another shouting sound that appeared from the direction of the window.

Not long after that was immediately seen two shadowy figures that glided swiftly.

The two shadows were none other than the black man's men!

"Teacher, leave them to me,"

The confidence disciple of the Wind Sword Quail Gouw Ming suddenly jumped into the middle of the air. He could not remain silent anymore after watching his teacher intervene.

He quickly drew his sword. That person greeted the opponent's arrival valiantly.

It turns out that the one who intervened was not just him. Even one of the remaining students, now also threw himself in the battle field.

Now all the remaining disciples of the Sword Mountain Party already had their own battles.

The only one who had been silent since then was Zhang Fei.

The young man still seemed to be standing leisurely in his original place. At first he believed that the person who came earlier was the Golden Swordsman Gan Li.

But after meeting him face to face, he became doubtful.

As he remembered, the old man surnamed Gan did not have this kind of body shape. After all, he still remembered that his ability was already quite high.

Although the person who was now fighting Gouw Ming was not a lowly figure, but clearly, the ability of the Vice Chairman of the Sword Mountain Party was actually quite a lot higher than him.

After all, the weapon of the Vice-President of the Sword Mountain Party was emitting a golden yellow light. Not as green as he sees it now.

Remembering that, Zhang Fei suddenly had another thought.

He was certain, that person was not the Golden Swordsman Gan Li. It must have been someone else who had deliberately disguised himself.

On the one hand, he also has the assumption that the arrival of the people was not accidentally. At least, behind the events that are going on now, there must be something else.

Suddenly his pair of ears heard a subtle sound coming from outside. He suddenly felt another human presence.

Yush!!!

Without saying anything, Zhang Fei immediately set his foot on the floor. It glided swiftly between the flash of the burning sword light.

With just one breath, the young man was already in the front room. There, in that large room, there were currently at least twenty people who had already stood in a circle.

Seeing this fact, it seems that those people already knew that he was coming. So they seem to have made a welcome.

As soon as Zhang Fei arrived in front of him, without needing to be ordered, the twenty-something black man immediately ganged himself with a weapon that was already tightly grasped.