The Sword God of the South

Pure Gold Jars

Zhang Fei nodded his head. After hearing the words, he immediately increased his power and speed in moving.

About twenty steps later, two of Hartawan Ouw's personal guards had begun to be overwhelmed. They were unable to attack, both of them could only continue to survive the youngster's attack.

Their abilities are not low. As personal bodyguards, of course they have great knowledge that can be relied upon.

Unfortunately, the opponent they were facing right now was also not an indiscriminate human.

Despite his young age, but he has inherited a science that rarely finds a match for him. On the other hand, all the energy he had was also very pure. He can be superior to the other side.

Meanwhile on the right, there was a Shadowless Arak God who was fighting against two people from the Black Flower Group.

They are the Chairman and Vice Chairman of the group.

As people who occupy high positions, of course their abilities cannot be underestimated. Both of them have a lot of fighting experience.

Therefore, it is not surprising that every attack contains great energy and life-threatening danger.

Yush!!! Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

The huge talons and axes had already flashed swiftly without ever stopping. The two weapons continued to target the Shadowless God Arak.

As for the old man himself, he still looked calm and relaxed. Even in the middle of a fight, he suddenly took the wine jar that was always carried on his waist.

The next second, the old man immediately downed the wine in the urn.

Amazingly, while drinking wine, he could also avoid the two death moves held by the two higher-ups.

"Two bangka, how dare you look down on us," the Black Flower Group Chief said with a cynical smile.

"Don't look down, you're basically lowly people" he sneered and laughed again.

Hearing the ridicule, of course the two people did not accept. His anger then rose to the crown of the head.

In the next step, they had expended all the abilities they had.

Seeing the opponent already provoked emotions, the Shadowless Arak God silently smiled. Trial succeeded.

Now, he just paralyzes them.

Yush!!!

The old man moved quickly. The large axe and gaff belonging to two of his enemies were smashed with wine jars. A loud sound like the sound of metal immediately sounded. The sparks of fire seemed to soar upwards.

Both opponents were surprised. How could there be such a powerful wine jar? Is this event not a dream?

They're pulling a step back. The fight stopped. The two higher-ups saw their respective weapons, how shocked the people were when they found the heirloom that had been relied upon, was already clogged due to the collision should be.

"Crazy, so hard that urn," muttered the Black Flower Group's head in astonishment.

"Yes, Chief. It doesn't seem like an ordinary wine jar. It must be an heirloom urn," sahur Vice-Chairman by his side.

They were astonished, because it was the first time they had experienced such an event.

"Wait a minute, isn't there in the martial world a rare heirloom weapon called the Pure Gold Jars?" ask the Chairman while glancing.

Pure Gold Jars were heirlooms that could not be destroyed with anything. Although the jar is hit by other types of heirlooms, not later the jar will be destroyed.

In the martial world, there was only one person who had a Pure Gold Jars.

"Ah, right. It does exist, and the one who has it is also just him one,"

"The Shadowless God of Arak .." said the two simultaneously.

Hearing his name being mentioned, the old man immediately burst into laughter.

"Hahaha ... unexpectedly, it turns out you know who this old man is,"

Her voice's loud. Loud and full of channels of power. Dozens of members of the Ouw Journalist who were already at the side of the arena, immediately felt his ears hurt when he heard the sound just now.

"So, sir is ..."

Deg!!!

The hearts of the two higher-ups immediately beat fast. His whole body felt weak. Even cold sweat went straight out soaking all the clothes.

They immediately shut their mouths. Those higher-ups did not dare to act, they were thinking carefully, is it necessary to fight the Shadowless Arak God? Or should I run away from the battle field?

Both of them were in such a state for quite a while.

"Chairman, what should we do now?" ask the Vice-Chairman after a while.

"Nasi has become a porridge. We'd better fight the old man. The problem of winning or losing, dying or living, it's the business of later. Even if we run away, the result will remain the same" suggested the Chairman after thinking.

"alright. Then let's go on again,"

Yush!!!

Both have launched attacks. The big axe came from the left side. While the very sharp machete, coming from the right.

Those two terrible moves were the final assault. Determination attack.

The Shadowless God of Arak knew of the prowess of the moves that the opponent gave him. That's why he doesn't dare to mess around.

"Forcing Hands to Support the Sky!"

Wutt!!!

He immediately pulled out one of his ultimate moves. He swirled around while continuing to move both hands quickly.

The clangg!!! The clangg!!!

Loud sounds are heard. Two of his opponent's weapons were broken and thrown. After doing so, he continued his efforts.

Bukk!!! Bukk!!!

The Pure Gold Jars smashed into their chests in a very crushing manner. Two human bodies were thrown far away. Once they hit the ground, their lives had been lost.

In less than thirty moves, he had managed to kill the two higher-ups of the Black Flower Group.

While on the left side, there was the Strange Old Man Tionggoan who was fighting fiercely against the two higher-ups of the Green Flower Group. Their fight had already reached its peak.

Two heirloom trunks have been targeting the entire body of the Grandfather of Persilatan. Spears and dagger continued to hover in mid-air.

One attacked the top. The other one attacked the bottom.

The combination of attacks is arguably perfect. There was no room to dodge for the Tionggoan Strange Old Man.

Unfortunately, he is not an old man. He is the Grandfather of the World. His ability is certainly very high.

So, no wonder if he can always save himself from the threat of an opponent's attack. Although it is impossible for others, it is not for them!

Plakk!!! Plakk!!!

Both of his hands managed to slap the wrists of the two people. Two guns suddenly fell to the ground in unison.

After successfully dropping the opponent's weapon, he quickly resumed his attack again.

He pulled the bodies of two of his enemies, then struck them in the neck together.

Krek!!!

The sound of broken bones sounded. Instantly, the two Green Flower Group higher-ups shouted in pain. Their heads drooped, followed by banning their lives from the body.

Not much different from the two events, Zhang Fei had already managed to finish the fight.

He killed the personal bodyguard of Hartawan Ouw after himself issued the style of the Palm of the God of Death.

Two of his opponents were killed after his chest was heavily hit by Zhang Fei's palm!

Three fights are over. The three martial world figures again stood in line with each other.