The Sword God of the South

The Appearance of the Claw of Death

The sword slashes were increasingly being launched faster. Not to mention the sword thrust that came from an unexpected position. Not only that, even along with the attack, Zhang Fei also attacked with his left hand and both feet.

The fight is getting tougher. The Moon Sword King grimaced several times withstanding the pain. Apparently the ability of the young swordsman he was facing right now was really far from his original shadow.

At first he thought that Zhang Fei was only good at lightening the body so that he could move quickly. Who would have thought, after a long fight, now he only knew that basically the young man was great in everything.

The branch!!!

A loud crash suddenly sounded. The sparks created were more numerous than all the previous collisions.

"Well, I admit you were great. But to kill me, it's like you haven't been able to" he said in a cold tone.

"Being able or not able, I will still do it!" zhang Fei replied as he stared intently at her.

The Moon Sword King did not reply. He immediately prepared the next move. Once the preparations were finished, he immediately moved.

Wutt!!!

His sword is ready to give a stab. His body moves very fast. Within a blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhang Fei.

The young man was ready to fend off the stab. But it turned out to be just a trick attack. Because just when the sword is directed to the appropriate position, suddenly the opponent's weapon changes direction.

The sword immediately shot out a precise slash aiming for the neck!

Yush!!!

Zhang Fei was half-dead shocked. He immediately backed away to save himself. The slash just failed to hit the target. But the next attack was quite fruitful.

Srett!!!

The young man's stomach instantly spat out blood. The aftersword slash just now had apparently managed to tear it apart.

Zhang Fei grimaced. The intense pain began to spread throughout his body. He hastily dripped some blood so that the wound would not get worse.

"Hows it? It feels good, doesn't it?" asked the Moon Sword King with a cold smile.

Zhang Fei did not pry him. He immediately attacked back. Still with the same style, he strengthened his determination to end the fight.

The branch!!! The branch!!! The branch!!!

The sword started happening again. This time was quite a lot and lasted a long time, because both parties involved no one wanted to give up.

More or less during the ten moves they continued to fight fiercely. And right the twelfth straight, suddenly a whimpering voice resists pain.

The Moon Sword King leaped backwards. Several injuries from the incisions and sword stabs created seemed to be more and more on his body.

"Hows it? It feels better, doesn't it?" zhang Fei asked while giving a mockery.

The perverted figure was bluffing his teeth. He wanted to attack, but before that, a perverted air suddenly felt very clear.

Not long after, a wisp of human shadow appeared impromptu. The shadow headed straight for Yao Mei's battle arena.

Along with the incident, the Knife Whip wants to launch the ultimate style. He wanted to instantly kill Yao Mei!

Unfortunately, that cannot happen. Because just before his whip hit the body of the beautiful girl who became his opponent, suddenly a big and burly hand was already grasping the end of the whip firmly.

I don't know since when, but know-how in the arena of the fight has increased by one parent.

The end is advanced. It looks spooky with a robe as red as blood. Right now, the old figure was looking towards the Knife Whip with a piercing gaze.

"Dad .." Yao Mei said suddenly as soon as she realized who the old man was.

The old man called father did not answer. He just glanced at her.

"Tu-tuan Yao Shi .." he muttered softly with a quivering voice.

The red-robed old man who was none other than Death Claw Yao Shi smiled coldly. "You've made a big mistake" he said blandly.

"What ... What does Mr mean?"

"You know, who's the girl you're gonna kill?"

"He .. he,"

"He's my son,"

Deg!!!

Hearing that answer, the Knife Whip grew even more limp. He seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Really, he did not know that the girl turned out to be the son of the Death Claw Yao Shi. The Grandparents of the World are from the cult.

"Tu-tuan .. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I ... I don't know that ..."

Wutt!!!

Not giving the Knife Whip a chance to finish his words, Yao Shi suddenly snapped the whip. The owner jumped in front of him forcefully.

Without being prevented again, the right hand of the perverted grandfather immediately strangled him. The body of the Whip Knife was lifted up to one inch above the ground.

The hand was getting stronger and more powerful. The Whip Knife's tongue was sticking out. Both his eyes bulged.

Moments later, the fingers of the hand had entered his neck. At that very instant, the Knife Whip instantly met its end.

After he died, the Death Claw Yao Shi instantly threw his body away.

"Child Mei, aren't you papa?" tanyanya is affectionate.

"No, Dad. Good thing Dad came in time," said the girl as she approached and hugged her father.

"Who are they?" asked the Claw of Death while glancing towards the two battlefields that had currently reached their peak.

"Later the story, Dad. Now we better watch their fight,"

Yao Shi did not reply. But he didn't reject it either. The father and son then stood on the edge of the arena while watching the battle.

The two battles that were happening now were about to reach the end point. Although each of them still looks balanced, but it is clear that the side that suffered quite a lot of losses, is the enemy side.

After successfully injuring the God-Hand Swordsman, the position of Shadowless Arak God was getting above the wind. He became more frequent battering his opponent with punches or other empty-handed moves that are very deadly.

While on one hand, Zhang Fei also managed to maintain his position. He was no longer pressed continuously by the Moon Sword King. Precisely slowly, the young man began to be able to follow the rhythm of his opponent's game.

Even the next few moves, Zhang Fei again managed to create a wound on the opponent's body. The Sword of the God King was able to pierce his ribs deep enough. A stifled complaining voice sounded.

The misguided figure then leaped backwards while holding onto the wound that had just been created.

Simultaneously, the Shadowless Arak God also managed to throw his opponent's body behind. Almost the God Swordsman fell down. Fortunately, he was able to quickly restore his position. Until he survived.

'If I continue this fight, it feels free. The old man was really great, his mind said while looking at the opponent.

The Swordsman of the Gods is aware of his position now. He also knows, if it continues also not necessarily he can win. Especially with the injuries he had suffered at this time.

Therefore, he chose to bring out the final move only.

"We must flee" he told the Moon Sword King through thought.