The Sword God of the South

Massacres

"Well," his men answered in unison. After that they again launched an attack by relying on their respective weapons.

The glint of the machete and sword had filled the space. The air of both weapons felt thick. Breathing is also very difficult.

The senior disciple from the Blue Belt College was still struggling with all his might. Unfortunately, the work they do is not getting maximum results.

The enemy is superior. Both in numbers, and in strength.

As a result of all that, the battle became one-sided. Now the remaining Blue Belt College party is just a little more. It was also badly injured.

The teachers from the college were not much different from the others. He had wounds all over his body. The difference was, the old man was still able to fight until now.

Although his ability had already experienced a drastic decline, he was still able to put up a fight. Sometimes, he can hurt an enemy of one or two people.

But because the longer, the more people who attacked him, then of course he became a crime. Especially with the injuries he has suffered.

"Forward this struggle, my disciples. If we have to die, we will die honourably for defending the truth. Never give up, let's fight!!!"

In the midst of his fight, the master teacher suddenly shouted out loud. He tried to give a fighting spirit to his students who still survived to this day.

As a result, when he heard the teacher's voice, the students were like dried flowers doused in water. The face that had turned deathly pale, suddenly brightened back. The spirit that had begun to disappear, was now coming again.

The battle that was about to reach the final limit, suddenly became fierce again. Although the events are still similar, but at least the time period changes to be a little longer.

At such moments, suddenly from outside the college suddenly darted as big as a human shadow.

It was followed by a silvery-white light that flashed very quickly like lightning.

No one knows who or what is going on. No one can see it clearly.

To be sure, suddenly there was an echo of a loud and heart-wrenching scream.

In just a short time, dozens of people dressed in black had already bathed in blood. They lay on the ground which was also moistened by the blood.

The incident happened quickly. The leader of the Black Banner Party who had been cheering loudly and happily, suddenly experienced a clear change on his face.

She's shocked. Half shocked dead.

The members who were brought had reliable abilities. But why would they be killed with just one strike?

Who did it? Why can't he see it himself?

Over time, the number of casualties on the Black Panji Party increased. Out of the thirty, there were only eight people left.

The remaining twenty-two people had already turned into useless corpses!

"Fuck up! Whoareyou? Let's show him that he has the guts" the leader was furious. He cursed the man who had slaughtered his men.

"Hahaha ... Fat people like you can fight?"

A mysterious voice that did not know who the owner was heard. The voice was still filled with young blood. Screamy. Loud. Also shakes the body.

"Sat! So sassy is your mouth. If you're brave, let's fight with me right now,"

Leaders who have a round body shape like a ball are increasingly ignited emotions. Especially when he was insulted by the mysterious voice just now.

His anger went straight up to the crown of the head. His eyes were glaring and reddening.

All his life, during his tenure as a leader, only now has anyone dared to insult him.

"Hemm, you don't deserve to be my opponent yet" said the mysterious voice.

"Cihh, shithead. Quickly show me your nose. I can't wait to tear that rotten mouth of yours out,"

"Mahaha ..."

The sound of laughter immediately echoed to the four corners of the wind. The sound of laughter containing a carrier was frightening. Like a demon roar from hell.

A strong wind suddenly blew carrying a puff of dust and dry leaves. The atmosphere on the Blue Belt College courtyard was instantly covered by thick dust.

"Hemm, where are you a fucking man?" ask the fat leader back.

"I'm here,"

The sound came from behind him. But as soon as he looked back, there was nothing there. Except for just the old college fortress.

The fat leader tried to find the source of the voice again. But the result remains the same. He could not find the owner of the voice.

"I didn't think you were a coward" he sneered with a cold smile.

"Hmmm. I've been standing here since. Didn't you see me?"

The fat man looked back quickly. Now, right on his right side, within about ten steps stood a handsome young man in blue concise clothes.

The young man's eyes were clear black. His eyebrows are thick with a runny nose and a fat-shaped mouth. His long shoulder-length hair was tied with a blue silk cloth as well.

"Heh, who are you?" tanyanya astonishment.

"If you know, why ask?"

"Hemm, so you're the owner of that voice?"

"Ehmm, uh,"

The young man nodded slowly, nodding his head.

"What's your name?" ask him further.

"You don't deserve to know my name yet" he replied, smiling cynically.

"Sat. Attack that snot youth!" he gave orders.

The eight remaining men, at that time also directly lunged forward. The blade and sword again shot out in mid-air.

Their movements are quite agile. In just a moment, the eight people had already arrived at the target spot.

Just a little, they could reach the young man's body.

But who would have thought, an unexpected event occurred at that moment.

A flash of silvery light flashed like lightning striking the earth. Quickly not playing. No one can see it clearly.

A few breaths later, a loud and painful shriek was immediately heard. The eight members of the Black Banner Party were already lying on the ground with blood that had soaked his entire body.

With just one move, they died horribly!

No one believes this incident. The remaining Blue Belt College party, even the fat leader earlier, also did not believe what they had just seen.

Who exactly is that young man? Why is his ability so frightening?

That handsome young man earlier, was currently still standing in his place. It was as if he was not moving at all.

It was just that a sword that had been on his back, was now in the grasp of a hand.

The tip of the sword was still dripping blood. The blood of eight of his victims!

"Are you still curious about me?" ask her with creepy eyes.

The fat leader could not speak. He could only gulp while enduring his fear.

"You .. who are you really?"

"Zhang Fei!" the handsome young man replied slowly.