The Sword God of the South

The Murka Sword God

Once he had the help of the Strange Old Man Tionggoan, the position of Zhang Fei and the previously superior Stick Beggar, naturally now became even superior.

The three of them have issued their own great moves. The prowess of the palm shadow, the sword shadow and the stick shadow, were as if they had united into a unity that could not be destroyed by anything.

The ultimate move of the two old generation figures was terrible. Zhang Fei himself was amazed by him.

But, until now he himself was not even willing to bring out the last move of the God Sword Book.

The reason for that was because Zhang Fei had not been willing to show his true abilities yet. He did not want to be looked at too highly by others, let alone his grandfather had advised that he not use some last part of the style if not really forced.

"I did not expect, it turns out that the warriors who are said to be white, dare to just play a joke," said the God of Three Weapons in the midst of exposure to three powerful moves that continue to roll him.

"Hehehe .. are you afraid? Or do you feel unable to fight the three of us?" Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan said with a mocking smile.

Simultaneously, he had released his right palm forward. It was fortunate that the Three Weapon God immediately acted quickly, so that the palm did not hit his chest. Except for the palm of his own hand.

Plakk!!!

Clashes happen. He was pushed back three steps back. While the Strange Old Man Tionggoan was only pushed half a step.

Seeing that there was a good chance, Zhang Fei and the Milky Way Beggar intended to end the fight by killing the Three Weapon God.

It was just that before they took any further action, suddenly Old Man Strange Tionggoan said.

"Hold it!" he said while gesturing with his right hand.

"What's wrong?" asked the Beggar Party Leader while glancing at him.

"I want to drink wine. You should accompany me for a drink,"

"of course. After this fight is over, I will definitely accompany you to drink until you get drunk,"

"can't. I want to drink right now," he began to insist.

"Freak, are you serious?" ask his best friend while frowning.

"You think I'm kidding, old beggar?"

"Wait a minute, then what about this guy?" he asked as he glanced at the Three Weapons God.

"There is this young man who will take care of it" he replied casually.

"What do you mean, sir? I ..."

"Don't say much" he said cutting off Zhang Fei's remark.

He glanced back at the Sakti Stick Beggar. Then continue his words. "Let's drink right now,"

Afraid that his best friend would refuse, he quickly pulled his hand and left.

Now, the only one still on the page was Zhang Fei. He faced off against the Three Weapons God who was currently recovering.

"Buck fucker! Don't run. Now it's just the two of us" he said, holding back his annoyance. "Let them drink wine while watching your death" he continued.

Zhang Fei did not immediately reply. Several times he turned to look at the two old figures and at the people standing at the side of the arena.

He was annoyed at the Strange Old Man Tionggoan. It turns out he really is a strange person.

The young man continued to grumble in his heart. But he quickly regained consciousness of his position now.

"Hehehe ... for what to run? I am not afraid of you at all," Zhang Fei said with a cold smile.

"good. Then, prepare yourself before going to the afterlife,"

The God of Three Weapons immediately channeled pure air and magic power. After the initial preparations were finished, he immediately looked at the youngster sharply.

"Child Fei, show me your true abilities. Don't ever embarrass me. If you lose, I guarantee you won't be able to live any longer" said Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan speaking through his mind.

"But ... Mister,"

"Don't say much anymore. Focus on your fight,"

Wutt!!! Yush!!!

The God of Three Weapons had already attacked. Swords and machetes are ready***** Zhang Fei's body.

Although he had suffered severe injuries in some parts of his body, but all that was not enough to kill him. He was a top class perverted figure, his endurance was above average.

And so is his ability. That was why, if only facing a youngster like Zhang Fei, he was sure that he would still be able to handle it easily.

Meanwhile, the two sharp weapons had already overshadowed the opponent. He attacked fiercely. Every slash of the sword and the chop of the machete, contained a great amount of power.

Zhang Fei had not retaliated against the attack. He just avoided as much as possible. But the longer, the more desperate he felt.

It turned out that the abilities of the God Three Weapons were truly great. Better than I thought before.

The proof alone at this moment he could still attack ferociously like a tiger. His body had suffered injuries.

If the injury is as good as this, then what happens if he attacks with a prime body condition?

Yush!!! Yush!!!

He jumped in and out of here. Pulling out the body or sometimes banging the Sword of the God King.

'I can't keep holding on. If this is the way, I have to pull out that style, ' his mind says.

The branch!!!

A loud clash suddenly sounded. Sparks of sparks colored the course of the fight.

"The Sword of the Gods!"

Wutt!!! Yush!!!

The final move of the Book of Sword Gods was finally held out!

This was the first time he had used it against an enemy.

After the move came out, the extremely dense sword air instantly filled the fighting arena. A murderous Eve that could not be described with a word, had already surrounded the area.

Zhang Fei looked like a rampaging God. His sword attack could not be seen by the naked eye. All it saw was a silvery-white flash of light.

Several times a loud clash rang out, the two weapons his opponent knew I had turned into pieces.

The face of the Three Weapon God instantly turned deathly pale. Cold sweat had soaked the body, even to the soles of his feet.

Really, he never expected this. It turned out that the young man's abilities were terrifying.

Wutt!!! Slebb!!!

"Nrank ..."

Sounds like slaughtered animals sounded. The Sword God King knew it had already pierced the throat of the Seven Color Party Leader by a landslide!

The heirloom sword entered nearly half of it.

"Now you know, who goes to the afterlife?"

Zhang Fei then pulled out his sword. Right after the sword was plucked, the Three Weapon God instantly died without making a sound.

The series of events took place very quickly. The people watching on the edge of the arena could not follow him clearly either.

At that moment, Zhang Fei seemed to have vanished from sight. They only saw a bluish shadow that kept moving to and fro as fast as lightning.

The atmosphere there was immediately silent. No one has spoken yet.

Zhang Fei was still standing in his place. The Sword of the God King had not been sheathed yet. The weapon was still seen shedding fresh blood!

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Another novel later yes, still a bit troublesome in real life, hehe. But for this novel, I definitely get up every day.

Thanks to the readers ...