The Sword God of the South

The Farewell Sword Science Series I

Zhang Fei was well aware of this. He knew, his dead life was now being determined by himself.

If he could move so quickly, then that meant, Zhang Fei could still move on. Although there was also no guarantee of being able to breathe after this duel was over, but at least the lifespan he had would be a little longer.

But if only his movements were slow and faster the opponent's sword slash, then don't expect him to be able to hold on.

Of course, his neck will be freed until I am carried by the sword of mustika.

Wutt!!! Yush!!!

The silvery-white light had already passed through like lightning striking. Simultaneously, Zhang Fei was also moving as fast as a demonic shadow.

The tip of the sword passed half a knuckle in front of his neck. Really, it was just a moment of determination! The most tense of all the fights he's ever had.

As soon as he managed to save himself, Zhang Fei immediately jumped back seven steps. He breathed a few times.

His originally tense face, was now starting to normal again. Although the duel was not finished, he was already proud.

Proud that Zhang Fei could survive one of the death moves of the Farewell Swordsman.

As it was known, he was a martial World Grandfather who used a sword as his weapon. With such a high position, then of course his swordsmanship is also no doubt.

In the martial world now, perhaps those who were able to survive his death-strike could be counted on the fingers alone.

Meanwhile, once the opponent managed to dodge his stance, the Farewell Swordsman seemed to stop his movements.

He looked at Zhang Fei with a gaze of many meanings.

"good. You really aren't ashamed of being part of the Zhang Family," he said repeating the remark earlier while praising Zhang Fei. "Over this time, I think there's only now a low-class swordsman who has been able to survive the Angel Slashing Sword King's moves,"

He said with an ice-cold tone. The Farewell Swordsman put on a serious face. Anyone knows he's not joking.

On one hand, when Zhang Fei heard that he was considered a low-class swordsman, he actually felt annoyed. But that frustration he quickly dispelled.

Because he was aware of the extent of his opponent's abilities now.

'Huhh .. mocking others. If only the one who spoke was not a heretic grandfather, it was certain that I would instantly take his life, Zhang Fei's inner voice while bluffing his teeth.

The Farewell Sword Swordsman was still standing in his place. He hasn't made another attack. It was as if the old man was giving Zhang Fei time to breathe a sigh of relief and gather his strength back.

Keep in mind, if a top-class swordsman fights, then he is never in a hurry.

Every move he makes has a definite purpose. Every thing he does, of course, has its own purpose.

"The Angel Slashing Sword King's Path is truly great, Master," Zhang Fei said after he fell silent for quite a while.

"That's not how much. Now, try to feel my Farewell Sword Arts Series," he said in a deep tone.

After his words were done, the Farewell Swordsman immediately prepared to return. Now he channeled his inner energy and pureness throughout the body in greater quantities.

Unmitigated, he directly exerted seven parts of inner power!

Although not up to ten parts, but with everything that the Farewell Swordsman currently has, of course the results are very extraordinary.

Eve around there feels crowded. The sword that came out was getting thicker. Like the white fog in the middle of the night blind.

Not only that, but even the killer's air is also getting bigger. Zhang Fei really felt depressed because of all those things. Fortunately, he had prepared himself to the maximum.

So that the effect of the opponent's preparation can still be minimized by him.

Wutt!!!

"Waving the Farewell Sign!"

The first move was immediately called. His sword flashed like a girl waving to her lover.

Zhang Fei choked. Because the old man had returned right in front of him.

Really, the Farewell Swordsman's speed was really hard to describe with words. Fortunately Zhang Fei had learned from his previous experience, he quickly jumped back while preparing to launch a counterattack.

After finding the right time to do so, he immediately shouted out loudly.

"The Sword of the Gods!"

Yush!!! Wutt!!!

Zhang Fei slid forward. Although at that time he knew the other party was also crashing, but he did not care.

In short, he did intend to pit the soul against that perverted figure!

Seeing the actions the opponent took, the Farewell Swordsman immediately retracted his attack. Although he dared to complain about his soul, but he did not want to do it.

If there is still another way out, why take the path that is too risky?

Therefore, instead, he was forced to be in a defensive position.

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

The Farewell Sword Swordsman began to fend off any attacks launched by Zhang Fei. Two trunks of heirloom weapons meet in the middle of the road and cause sparks.

The young man's actions amazed him. If only he did not know the background of the young man, maybe he would not believe this incident.

The longer they pitted their moves and attacks, the suddenly the Farewell Swordsman sensed something else.

'It felt too dear that this duel should be resolved quickly. Let me first want to see where his inner ability is, ' while continuing to serve Zhang Fei.

Thinking up to that, suddenly the Farewell Swordsman reduced his strength. Thus, Zhang Fei slowly began to be able to compensate for the opponent's strength.

The Murka Sword God's style was still held by him. The heirloom sword kept flashing giving incessant slashes and punches. Every time it moved, a very thick sword air flowed out.

If only his opponent at that time was not a martial World Grandfather, it might have been Zhang Fei finishing his fight earlier.

Moreover, he had put all his strength into it. As it is known, if the form of the God Sword Disciple is issued with maximum power, it is certain that the result will be very powerful.

But it is very unfortunate, the awesomeness was apparently still able to be overcome quite easily by the Farewell Swordsman Wen Wu.

From here, Zhang Fei realized something.

Apparently what he had at the moment was still nothing. The ability that was originally felt to be enough, the evidence is still far from the word.

Now, he understood meaningfully from his teacher who said that above the sky there was still the sky.

'This is what the teacher meant. Now that I have truly experienced it myself, Zhang Fei said as he continued to try to knock down the opponent.

When he was pounding the old man all out, suddenly a very loud impact suddenly sounded.

The branch!!!!