The Sword God of the South

The Three Demon Kanglam

Zhang Xin the Lightning Sword then turned his head towards him. Before he answered, he smiled in a friendly manner.

Basically, the old man was indeed a cheap smile. Therefore, let alone friends, even to opponents, he can still smile.

"I am not deaf, where I may not hear it" he said in response to the Thousand Tasbih Monk's question.

"Hemm, then, what's your answer?"

The perverted monk did not smile like Zhang Xin did. He even put on a fierce face with eyes getting sharper.

"Don't I say it before, once I say no, then it's always the same,"

If the Lightning Sword had already determined something, then no one would be able to change it. Let alone humans, maybe even the Gods in the Nirvana Realm were the same.

Hearing the same answer as before, the face of the Thousand Tasbih Monk instantly turned crimson.

His eyes are getting smoldering. It was as if on the old man's eyeball there was a blazing fire.

"Two fuckers. It seems you're not afraid of dying anymore,"

The old man who was holding onto a stick and dressed shabbily finally opened his voice. His voice was crumpled, like a can struck by a child.

But even so, behind the sound was clearly contained a power channel within the high. Ordinary people who heard it would definitely immediately feel pain in the eardrum.

It was fortunate that the Lightning Sword was no ordinary person. So that he doesn't feel anything.

"Eh, wait a minute, aren't you the Mad Beggar?" zhang Xin asked suddenly.

"When you know, why ask again?"

The old man called the Mad Beggar raised an eyebrow. He was probably annoyed that the other party barely knew him.

"I just want to make sure" said the Lightning Sword. He stopped for a moment to take a breath. A moment later, he spoke again.

"Crazy Beggar, just so you know. Everyone will die. So, why fear death?"

The answer is to remain calm and relaxed. Just like the expression on his face at the time.

In this life, that is certain to be death. The one who is waiting, who is always following at all times, is indeed only death.

Why fear death?

Anyone human, inevitably, ready unprepared, after all death will still approach unavoidably, is not it?

The three perverted figures from the Kanglam area immediately boarded the apitam. It had been a long time since they had seduced Zhang Xin the Lightning Sword. Unfortunately, the effort was in vain.

As a result, now they do not want to talk much anymore.

"good. The decision is in your hands. We tried to speak well and offer you a great gift, but you refused. Now, never regret the decision you made," said the Perverted Spear again speaking on behalf of the others.

"I never regret the decision that has been taken," Zhang Xin said in a similar tone.

The Perverted Spear did not speak directly. He glanced at his two comrades and the rest of the members.

After making sure his side was ready, the old man immediately gave orders.

"Groan!"

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Just as the remark was done, dozens of Black Panji Party members immediately shot forward. They advanced simultaneously with their respective weapons.

Swords and machetes were already flying in the sky. The sparkle of the weapons dazzled the eyes and made my feathers stand on end.

The Lightning Sword swept a glance at the members of the Black Banner Party. Even though he was attacked, he still stood in his position. He didn't make any changes.

But when the dozens of members were already really close, suddenly a roll of wind blew fiercely.

A yellow dust cloud covered the eyes. The atmosphere there was immediately dark because it was covered by a thick enough dust.

At the same time, behind the puff of dust, the Lightning Sword instantly passed its flagship heirloom weapon.

Kingg!!! Wutt!!!

A loud voice sounded. Followed later by the body of the old man.

Zhang Xin's body lightening and swordsmanship had already reached an extremely high stage. His movements were also too fast. Therefore, even though dozens of opposing weapons were ready to cut off his body, but it was not a serious problem.

With just a simple movement, he was able to escape from dozens of such sharp weapons.

Simultaneously, the sword in his hand also instantly carried out an attack. A simple but deadly attack.

A silvery-white light prowess swept out amidst the void air. Loud clangs sounded in unison.

Some of the gun rods were instantly broken into two pieces. Then followed by screams of pain.

When the dust disappeared, when the atmosphere returned to its original state, it was seen in the vast field that there were already eight members who were victims of the fierceness of the Lightning Sword.

Fresh blood soaked each of his bodies. Eight people suffered similar injuries. Their chests were torn from the scratches of the sword tip.

Seeing that there were casualties, the rest of the Black Panji Party members immediately stopped their movements. They really did not expect that the Lightning Sword was able to kill eight people at once in just a very short time.

Such a thing not only happened to them, even the Three Demon Kanglam felt a similar way. They did not believe that the Lightning Sword was capable of doing so.

Not because of what, but because they knew that the Black Banner Party members who were in that place, were not ordinary members.

The members were equivalent to second-rate warriors. His ability is pretty good. Especially with that number of nearly thirty. It is not easy to kill eight people at once.

But in fact, the Lightning Sword was able to do it!

"Why did you stop?"

Zhang Xin asked as he looked at all the opponents who were still encircling him.

His voice still sounds friendly. But the look in his eyes had changed. The eyes were like a tiger in a rage.

From every inch of his body had also come out a very concentrated killer air.

If a swordsman has issued a killer air that close, that is, the swordsman is ready to fight until the last blood point!

The atmosphere there was momentarily silent. No one dared to say. Let alone that, even the one that moved the slightest bit, it felt like nothing.

Everything is glued to their respective places. They only came to their senses after hearing the clap of the Perverted Spear.

"Why is he silent? Let's attack that motherfucker together,"

He shouted as he pointed towards Zhang Xin with his finger.

The members seemed to have just woken up from their dreams. As soon as the Perverted Spear was finished, they finally returned to attack in unison.

Wush!! Yush!!!

This time, the remaining twenty-two people instantly unleashed all abilities. The cooperation they showed was quite good. His attacks also grew.