The Sword God of the South

Congratulations From Death

The arrow is like the rain that falls upon the earth. Not to mention the first dozens of arrows hitting Zhang Fei's body, there were already dozens of arrows following him.

Such an incident continued for a while. Until about ten breaths later, the dark sky had already turned pitch-black. Not black because of the clouds. But black because of the arrows!

On top of the roof, Zhang Fei was bluffing his teeth hard. He grasped the Sword of the God King even more tightly. Although he had no confidence in being able to fend off all the arrows, but what harm did it do to try?

Supposedly with the ability he currently has, Zhang Fei could survive the attack of the arrow, although it is not certain.

"The Sword of the Corn Conqueror!"

Wutt!!!

Zhang Fei shouted loudly. Along with that he immediately jumped high. As soon as he arrived in mid-air, he immediately played his sword in that sixth stance.

The Sword of the God King was as if it had turned into a mighty dragon. The silvery-white light continued to sparkle in the middle of the dark night.

The strong gusts of wind generated from each of his movements were able to blow away the pebbles. The arrows were very many, one by one began to there that he managed to field.

The longer he played with the sword. More and more arrows were dropped. The loud clanking due to the impact of the metal meeting the metal began to sound hard.

In that case, Zhang Fei also occasionally returned the arrows to their respective owners by fending them off. The eve of the sword that came out created a roar of strong winds. The wind is what then returns the opponent's attack.

In addition, he also sometimes pushes his left palm forward. From the impulse came a wind that threw the rain of arrows.

Time continues. Zhang Fei's body was increasingly enveloped by hundreds of arrows. Fortunately until now, not a single arrow has managed to hit its target.

When he got the chance, Zhang Fei suddenly took action beyond everyone's expectations.

Wutt!!!

He first repelled the attack with a sword slash. After the exit was opened, the youngster then darted downwards very quickly.

The movement is similar to an eagle that goes down to grab its prey. In a moment he was on the ground.

After that, Zhang Fei started attacking the opposing soldiers who happened to be nearby.

Srett!!! Srett!!!

One time he moved, five people had died until his neck was almost broken. Zhang Fei resumed his attack, the soldiers who were nearby fell victim to the young man's anger.

They actually want to fight. Unfortunately, there is no chance to do so.

Within such a close distance, of course the bow could not be made into a reliable weapon. On the one hand, even if they wanted to use weapons like cleavers and so on, it was also impossible.

Because before he succeeded in doing so, it is certain that his life will float.

General Gu along with three other martial world warriors were pensive to watch Zhang Fei lunge. They were as if amazed so that they did not realize that those killed by him were his own men.

About ten minutes later, thirty soldiers in the courtyard were all lying on the ground. They died in terrible conditions. The blood immediately soaked the entire body. The page was now moistened by the red liquid.

When he managed to kill the soldiers, Zhang Fei immediately jumped backwards. He stood up straight looking at the four remaining people.

Thankfully, all the arrows did not go too deep. Not to risk his life too much.

Although it does emit pain and pain, but for him it is still nothing. As a martial world swordsman, of course this kind of incident was not something foreign to him.

He was used to suffering such injuries!

"Why are you just daydreaming? Are you waiting your turn?" zhang Fei asked in a cold tone.

The four were surprised. It was as if at that moment they were sleeping and dreaming beautifully, until in the end something woke him up suddenly.

General Gu looked at Zhang Fei with a look of astonishment. In his heart he wondered.

Why could the youngster suddenly be in front of him? Why is he still alive today? Didn't the soldiers rain down on him with arrows?

General Gu then watched the surroundings. How shocked he was after realizing that thirty of his men had now turned into corpses.

"You ... Why can my men die?"

"Just ask each of them," Zhang Fei said in a cold tone.

The three martial world warriors who were there also looked at Zhang Fei with a look of disbelief. Really, what they saw right now was like a dream.

How could the young man be freed from the rain of arrows?

Let alone Zhang Fei, even he himself did not have the confidence to survive if he was in his position. Unexpectedly, it turned out that the young swordsman was capable of doing things that no one else could.

Suddenly their feet felt cold. Sweat started coming out of his back. This is because they indirectly shuddered in horror when imagining how high the ability of the opponent.

"Ehemm ..." Suddenly General Gu dehemed slowly. He tried to control himself again. "Great as you are, young man. But, this is all just the beginning. There are still us who will be ready to uproot your life," he said ventured.

Zhang Fei smiled sinisterly. He then answered. "really? But, I think it's harder and more dangerous to face the rain of arrows than the four of you,"

He purposely answered with such words. Other than to provoke the opponent's emotions, what Zhang Fei said just now was also a reality.

All his life, it felt like just this time he had faced so many arrows. It was fortunate that the sky still gave her confidence so that she could still endure to this day.

While the four people in front of him, they were immediately enraged when they heard the answer just now.

"A cocky boy. Your mouth seems to have to be taught a lesson," said the old man about fifty years old.

That person was wearing bright yellow clothes. In his right hand was a cane along one fathom.

"Don't dream too high, old man," he sneered.

"You really don't know manners," said the old man by his side.

He has a very sad face. His eyes were sharp and kept a long beard. On his right waist was a large silver axe.