The Sword God of the South

Three Senior Disciples of the Thousand God Temple

The Lightning Sword several times let out a heavy sigh. After all, she felt unbearable to see her little family miserable like it is today.

But what you want to say, the sky has determined everything.

Therefore, there was nothing he could do for the time being, except to accept all the trials with stoic and patience.

The night is getting late again. The second fist was already sounded in the distance.

Above the sky there are no clouds. It shows a beauty that is difficult to describe. The stars are still scattered. The moon is shining brighter.

The night wind blows. The fragrant smell of the blooming flower immediately smelled.

Actually, this kind of atmosphere is very calming. Almost everyone, must have craved the atmosphere as it is now.

Too bad, tonight's another story. Especially for Zhang Xin and also the Five Tigers Defenders of Truth.

At Zhang Xin's residence, the five mighty warriors had already died covered in blood. The magnificent building and carrying that great authority, has now been turned into a charred building.

There was no one there anymore, except for just the corpses of the Five Tigers Defenders of Truth.

The Black Banner Party troupe previously seen there, is now no longer seen. They had left, left after looting the property in the residence of the Lightning Sword. Go after successfully killing the Five Tigers Defenders of Truth.

The blazing fire is still burning. All the buildings are destroyed. In the near future, the building will be flattened to the ground.

In that silence, there was suddenly a shadow that flashed swiftly. A moment later, in the spacious enough courtyard there was already another person.

They numbered three. Everyone was wearing yellow clothes. Their heads were bald, their clothes resembled those of monks.

And indeed, the three people in question were none other than the senior disciples of the Thousand God Temple.

Please note, the Temple of the Thousand Gods is the largest white flow party located in Tionggoan. In every place in the Song Empire, there must be a branch temple as well.

In addition, the monks of the party were also often involved in every martial world affairs. Especially if it concerns the peace of the people.

Of course they will not stand idly by.

Therefore, the Temple of the Thousand Gods has a very large authority. Everyone in the martial world must have paid respect to him. Especially to his high-ranking men.

The three monks looked at each other. They then let out a heavy sigh as they watched Zhang Xin's building which had already begun to flatten with the ground.

"Amitabha .. Which man would do such a heinous deed?"

A monk standing at the very center suddenly praised the majesty of Buddha. He really does not think, why in this world there are still people who are willing to do this deed?

"Sister senior, isn't this the residence of Master Zhang Xin, the Lightning Sword?" ask the monk who stands on the left.

He knew very well, the mansion that the red boy devoured was none other than Zhang Xin's house. But to be sure, he chose to ask.

"True, this is his residence," the far right monk immediately chimed in while nodding his head. "But why did this happen? Where is Mr Zhang with the others?"

The monk looked all over. He searched for the whereabouts of Zhang Xin and the others.

Too bad, so long looking, the results are nil. Except for the charred buildings and the scattered items, it felt like there was nothing else he could find.

"Wait a minute, take a look there!"

The middle monk pointed to the spot where there was the corpse of the Five Tigers Defenders of Truth. The other two monks immediately looked at the place in question.

Once clear, the three immediately walked over.

"Sister, do you know who they are?"

"I don't know, Senior brother," the monk on the left shook his head.

He felt alien to the five corpses.

"If I'm not mistaken, these are the Five Tigers of Defenders of Truth whose names once shook the martial world" said the monk in the center.

He was the most senior of the three monks. Therefore, the other two monks looked up to and respected him greatly.

Meanwhile, when he heard his words, the two monks were instantly shocked to death.

Although they rarely travel in the martial world, but they also never miss the news that occurs in it.

"Sister, aren't you wrong?"

"No, I'm not wrong. They are really the Five Tigers of Defenders of Truth,"

"Aihh .. If this were the case, something must have happened to Mr. Zhang and his family,"

"really. But we'll talk about that later. Now, we better bury their bodies first,"

"alright. Come,"

The three monks then brought the Five Tigers of Defenders of Truth to a spacious place. After finding a suitable place, they immediately dug a grave for the five.

As soon as it was done, the three monks immediately left from there. They want to report this incident to their chairman.

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Seven days have passed. Zhang Xin and his family are getting used to the new life.

Everyday, they remain in the vicinity of Mount Thai San. They never went down the mountain. Moreover, everything is provided by nature.

During those seven days, Zhang Xin also frequently performed meditations. He wanted to heal the deep wounds he had suffered.

The results obtained are quite satisfactory. Although he had not completely recovered, although the wound was still there, but his present condition was far better than the previous seven days.

Other than that, Liu Lin and Zhang Fei did not remain silent either. If Zhang Fei meditated a lot, then the two often did the exercises.

They each trained their own skills. Not infrequently the mother and child also held a match practice.

From the beginning, Zhang Fei had already had a foundation in silat science. Zhang Xin often trained him hard, slowly he often passed down the knowledge he had on to the child.

He wanted his son to be a warrior. Become his successor in fighting for the truth and destroying evil.

So was Liu Lin herself. She has the same desire as her husband.

Therefore, ever since Zhang Fei was a child, the husband and wife often trained him without getting tired.

It is still daytime, the air in Mount Thai San feels so hot. There are no clouds up there. So that the sun shines down to the face of the earth.

Zhang Fei and Liu Lin had just finished their training. The mother and son were currently resting on a boulder near his residence all this time.

"Child Fei, how about we do another match practice? I want to see where you are now," Liu Lin said, turning to him.