The Sword God of the South

Meeting Old Enemies

The pair of warriors looked at the five men who walked in tandem toward him.

The atmosphere there instantly turned tense. It was as if the air had been exhausted without any remnant. If only in that place there were ordinary people who did not understand silat, they would have fainted. Maybe even because they can't breathe.

Zhang Xin and Liu Lin who were top-class warriors alone felt a little trouble breathing as the five sinister-looking men released an extremely thick killing intent.

"My wife, do you remember who those five were?" asked the Lightning Sword while glancing at him for a moment.

"If I'm not mistaken, they are the Five Unforgivable Demons. This group of black-flow misguided figures that ruled this Southern area," Liu Lin replied after he recalled for a moment.

"Right, exactly," Zhang Xin nodded his head.

The five people who were now in front of him were none other than the figures of the cult that controlled the South.

In the martial world in the Southern region, their names are very feared opponents respected comrades. The lunge that has been poor for decades makes all five in power.

According to the news that circulated, if they had united, then not a single person was able to come out alive. Everything must be destroyed. Failing in a cruel way.

The Five Merciless Demons were ruthless people who knew no mercy. Their lunge resembled a demon that had no mercy.

That is why the martial people gave the nickname the Five Unforgivable Demons to them.

Inside the green jungle, it felt like not a single figure dared to look for trouble with him. Even the godfather of the cult himself did not want to make because of the five of them.

From the past until now, it felt like there was not a single person who could defeat them in a landslide.

If even the Five Merciless Demons were to suffer defeat, surely in the not too distant future, they would immediately avenge that defeat by any means.

Whether it's pure or cunning. Direct or not directly.

As long as the person who has made him lose can be finished, then any effort will be done.

In that case, the atmosphere on the field was already surrounded by the other party. The black people who had hidden themselves, now dared to appear.

Zhang Xin and Liu Lin's current position was like an ant in the midst of a horde of starving wolves.

There was already no way out anymore, except to just fight to the point of the final bloodline.

While on the other hand, the Five Merciless Demons had also currently stopped their footsteps. They stopped after being adrift by a distance of about ten steps.

Between the two sides no one has spoken yet. Everyone is still silent. But that doesn't mean to be silent like a fool.

People like them are doing a lot of things. Such as measuring the ability of the opponent, looking for weak points and so on.

Zhang Xin and Liu Lin were currently doing such a thing. Hence their facial expressions looked very serious than before.

Time keeps going. The mountain winds are getting stronger.

"How are you guys a swordsman couple?" ask the perverted figure who stands at the very center.

The age of the person who asked was very old. It may be about seventy years. He has eyes as sharp as a knife. In the martial world, he has the nickname of the Palm of the Hand of Death!

Given such a nickname is none other than because the middle palm is really great. Until now, there was rarely a warrior who was able to survive all of his palm.

On the other hand, the Palm of the Hand of Death also served as the leader of the Five Unforgivable Demons.

That's why he always stands in the middle position.

Although the fight he had fought with him was not up to hundreds of moves, but from that experience alone he could estimate where his abilities were.

"Our news is fine" he replied fearlessly.

"Hahaha .. thank goodness. It seems, it has been a long time since we met face to face," replied the perverted figure while laughing loudly.

"It was very long. I met him when my son was a baby. Now my son is a dozen years old, so you can imagine how long we haven't seen each other,"

Zhang Xin spoke calmly and casually as usual. It was as if he was talking to an old friend.

This is his own distinctive character. Even though he was dealing with his great enemy, he would still act that way.

It was even possible that even if Zhang Xin was dealing with the Death God once, he would still be the same.

"Hemm, that's right, too" the Palm of Death's Hand nodded its head. He also still remembered the fight he had done with the Lightning Sword. "Then, what have you been doing all this time?" ask him further.

"After my son began to grow up, I did not often wander in the martial world anymore. I enjoy life more with my little family. What about you alone?"

"I'm just like you. There's just a pretty big difference,"

"What's that difference?" ask the Lightning Sword curiously.

"If you're spending time with your little family, then I'm spending time practicing my palm science,"

"So, now that you've managed to master the Nine False Palms?"

Zhang Xin knew very well that the heretic who was talking to him had a style that was feared by all his opponents.

The terrifying move in question was named the Nine False Palms. The system has nine levels.

In the past when fighting with him, the old man had only mastered it to the fifth level. But even though he was not perfect, he was very feared.

Then, what happens if now he has mastered his mainstay perfectly?

The Lightning Sword did not know. Moreover, he did not want to imagine that.

"Outside is almost perfect. Just one more level, then I can refine that Nine Perverted Palms,"

The heart of the Lightning Sword instantly trembled upon hearing that answer. He secretly complained.

If it is true what the Palm of the Hand of Death says, then there is no longer any hope for life.

"Ah, congratulations. I'm grateful for your achievements over those dozen years,"

Zhang Xin could still smile even though he was actually horrified. Even more than that, the famous swordsman to the point of bowing as a sign of respect.

"No courage, no courage. The Nine False Palms I have, it still feels under your Lightning Sword style,"

The perverted figure said as he gestured with his hand. In front of the Lightning Sword, anyone would definitely not dare to be haughty.

The reason is because everyone already knows that the swordsman always has surprises that have never been imagined before.

So, can this surprise still happen?