The Sword God of the South

The Last Wish of the Lightning Sword I

All the events that just happened happened very quickly. It is different from writing it which takes a long time.

After the killing of all the members of the Black Banner Party who had joined the Five Unforgivable Demons, now the atmosphere there was immediately quiet.

No more sounds were heard. Except for just the sound of mountain breezes and the chirping of birds in the forest.

Dozens of human corpses were scattered in the middle of the spacious room. Fresh blood had already flooded the entire area. It was as if there had been a flood. But it is not a flood of water, but a flood of blood.

Fishy smell is clearly smelled. A little bit of a charred smell occasionally also smelled carried by the mountain breeze.

The five Merciless Demons were still standing at the spot where they stood. Their eyes are empty. I don't know what's on those people's minds.

They clearly look different than before.

Moments later, the Palm of Death's Hand seemed as if it had just awakened from its dream. Suddenly he turned his head towards Zhang Xin who at that moment had already bathed in blood.

He knelt down, then immediately examined the vein in the hand of the Lightning Sword. Continue by checking his heartbeat.

It turned out that the pulse and heartbeat of the Lightning Sword Zhang Xin was still there even though it was very weak.

Even so, there is hope for him.

He immediately channeled pure air into the swordswoman's body. All of his energy and strength was immediately unleashed by him.

After a while, the effort he gave was not in vain. Zhang Xin suddenly coughed a few times.

"Just-just free. I ... I am not strong, this wound is too severe," he said with great difficulty and coughed incessantly.

His condition was worrying. His entire body was already filled with fresh blood. Even in some parts of the body there are still enemy weapons that stick deep enough.

"Don't move too much, sir. At least you can still talk for a while," said the heretic.

While talking, he also did not stop his efforts. The Palm of Death Hand continued to channel pure air until Zhang Xin completely recovered.

After feeling enough, he immediately pulled back both palms.

"Hhhh ..."

The old man breathed a heavy sigh. Although he channeled pure air briefly, but the energy that must be released is certainly not small. That's why he felt quite tired.

"Now if there's anything you want to say, try saying, Mr. Zhang," he said later.

Zhang Xin smiled. A smile filled with blood.

He was secretly grateful to his enemy. Although as an enemy, but it turns out he even wanted to save a piece of his life.

The debt in the past has paid off.

"I .. I just want to leave this when my son comes back later," Zhang Xin pulled out a letter from under his pocket.

After pausing for a moment, he immediately said again. "I have a request for you too,"

"What's that?" ask the Palm of Death quickly.

"Change your way of life. And I leave my son to you. Take good care of him, take him as your disciple,"

Although Zhang Xin's Lightning Sword knew that the old man in front of him was not a figure from the white stream, but on the other hand he was also convinced that the Palm of the Hand of Death could and would change his life.

Although the heretic does not say anything. But Zhang Xin knew how and what his little heart was saying.

That's why he said it like just now.

The Palm of the Hand of Death actually wanted to answer, but before the answer came out of his mouth, the great warrior's life had even come out of the body.

The Lightning Sword was dead. Died after expressing his wish.

Knowing that the great figure was gone, unwittingly two points of tears immediately fell down his cheeks.

Meanwhile, along with the incident just now, on his side the four men who were there also immediately did the same.

They also tried to channel pure air to Liu Lin.

Unfortunately, the effort did not work. Liu Lin could not sustain a sheet of his life any longer.

The injuries he suffered were also very severe. The woman could not hold herself back anymore. She died before her husband.

Now the only living people there are the Five Unforgivable Demons. They had not yet left, the men were still sitting on the sides of the corpses of the pair of warriors.

"Immediately bury them both" commanded the Palm of the Hand of Death.

"Good,"

Four of his men answered in unison. Just now they were intending to bring the two bodies, suddenly from a distance there was a person who cried out loudly.

"Dad ... Mother ..."

The cry shook and shook the heavens.

Not long after, there was a single human shadow that had already darted rapidly towards him.

Zhang Fei's!

The one who shouted just now was none other than himself.

When he found out his parents were gone, he unwittingly dropped the groceries he had previously purchased in the city.

"Fuckin' man! I kill you," Zhang Fei shouted back.

Without thinking of anything, the youngster immediately attacked the Five Unforgivable Demons with a thump.

Direct consecutive attacks were called. The various styles he had learned lately were also soon released leading to his five enemies.

The punches and kicks seemed to be non-stop. The soul-shaking cries continued to sound.

The Five Unforgivable Demons were shocked. But as top-class figures, of course their level of vigilance exceeded anyone.

When they found out that someone had attacked them in a sudden way, they simultaneously took a step.

The two members immediately welcomed the arrival of the attack given by Zhang Fei. Fights and kicks are inevitable.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

A sharp wind howled and waved the clothes they were wearing.

The young man continued to attack relying on all the power and strength possessed by him.

It doesn't matter who or how strong the opponent is. What was on his mind at the moment, those five people had to be killed!

For those who have made their parents die!

Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

A dozen moves have passed. All moves have been called. All energy has been released.

But the efforts made by Zhang Fei have not yet yielded results. Both of his opponents were not killed. Let alone that, being injured by his attack just yet.

'I am very strong with these two people. If this goes on, there's no way I can kill him, ' the young man's inner being in the middle of a fight.

Wutt!!! Blarr!!!

From the left side suddenly shot out a long-range punch. A big explosion is created. The three people involved in the fight immediately jumped back to back there.

"Young man, hold it. Don't you follow your lust. We can talk about all of this with a cold head," said the Palm of Death's Hand as he walked towards Zhang Fei.