The Sword God of the South

The Sword God of the South
The Angry of the World People Persilat I



Before his words were finished, the Shadowless Arak God was no longer in the meeting room. It was as if the old man had simply disappeared.


"We can't just be quiet either. We should catch up with him immediately," The Strange Old Man Tionggoan said to the others.


"Well," they answered almost simultaneously.


Yush!!! Yush!!!


The martial world figures directly use the science of lightening their bodies to the highest point.


The Beggar Party Branch Chief shook his head several times. He was really impressed with those characters. Especially to a young man named Zhang Fei.


"At a young age, he's this great, so what happens when he gets old?" The Branch Chief muttered alone.


A moment later he immediately walked out of the room and invited his chosen member. He also wanted to go to the Persilatan World Chairman Building, who knows there the green jungle figures needed his help.


Meanwhile, in just a short time the Shadowless God Arak had already arrived at the Profound World Presiding Building.


The outside seems lonely. No guard at all. This made him even more suspicious.


Yush!!!


Shadowless God Arak darted into the area of the Persilatan World Chairman Building. He was taken aback after witnessing that in the courtyard there were already at least thirty people currently standing facing outwards.


The men are fully armed. Although the clothes they wear are different —because they are still in disguise—, but each of them looks ready.


As soon as the Shadowless God Arak appeared, those people immediately took up arms and were ready to attack him.


"Surge you!" The martial World Grandfather snapped very loudly.


Along with that, he shook his right hand. A wind that contained a great power was rushing towards them.


The long-range attack just now contained at least six parts of power in his possession. No wonder the results are so beyond reason.


The ten people who had jumped forward first, as they were thrown a few steps back. Although not to death or seriously injured, but at least for some time they are not able to use their abilities.


After succeeding with the effort, Shadowless Arak God continued his steps. The big door that was closed he broke down. He then headed to the room where there was Chairman Beng Liong who was in a helpless condition.


Brakk!!!


The door was instantly smashed into pieces. At the same time, inside the room was also going on a fight.


A Wei who became a believer was seen fighting one of Tian Lu's colleagues desperately. Even though his entire body had already been injured, A Wei was still unwilling to give up.


When it noticed the appearance of the Shadowless Arak God, A Wei immediately turned to look at him.


"Mr Kiang .. I .. I've successfully done my duty," A Wei said one by one.


Right after that he immediately collapsed onto the floor. After a closer look, apparently a secret needle had pierced him right in the throat.


The Shadowless God Arak was furious. Especially after he realized that Chairman Beng Liong was no longer seen moving at all.


Currently, he could not confirm whether Chairman Beng Liong was still alive or not. What is clear, his anger had peaked to the crown of the head.


He then looked at Tian Lu and the five people who were inside the room.


Wutt!!! Wutt!!!


The Shadowless Arak God appeared like a fierce tiger that was heavily injured. Every single punch and kick he launched was capable of killing a second-rate swordsman.


The six old men who were there instantly trembled. They had already tried to fend off all those attacks with their respective abilities. Unfortunately, this effort was in vain. Moreover, the room was too narrow that it limited their movement.


"We're out!" tian Lu said to his five comrades.


They nodded in agreement. Six people then broke down the window.


While on the other hand, along with the brief fight just now, by then Zhang Fei and the Three Elders of the martial World had also arrived at the courtyard of the martial World Leader Building.


As soon as he saw that there were dozens of people standing in whose position, without taking out a word, they immediately attacked him with possessed moves.


The Strange Old Man Tionggoan attacked nine first-rate warriors. Without hesitation, he immediately put all his abilities into action.


The two hands that were extremely extraordinary and feared by many people were already moving. The punch given was like a lightning strike from the sky. Quickly not playing.


Nine of them shouted in restraint. Each of them felt the same fear. But because it has become his duty to maintain security, inevitably they have to fight hard.


A wide variety of weapons moved freely in mid-air. Attack after attack is given together.


Unfortunately their attacks didn't mean much to Old Man Strange Tionggoan. Even though his enemy was equivalent to a first-class swordsman, he was now furious. So that the power that arises from within him is even more powerful than usual.


The branch!!!


His right hand managed to catch a spear along one fathom. The Strange Old Man Tionggoan then channeled a large amount of energy into the spear.


A moment later the ordinary spear turned incredible.


A loud clang sounded for a moment. Eight kinds of weapons belonging to his opponent, in a short time he had managed to break.


"Campus you!" he said while shouting.


Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan taking a swing. Once ready, he immediately pulled out his manager.


"Two Dragon Envoy Death Angel!"


Yush!!!


His body slid forward with a rush. Both hands move very fast. The roar of the strong wind mixed with the air of death was so clear.


Eight first-class warriors could do nothing more. They were only able to accept the bad fate that befell him.


The screams of death were heard. Eight human bodies were thrown almost simultaneously. As soon as it touched the ground, each of the lives contained within the body instantly floated that very second.


On his side, the lunge of the White Hair Goddess and the Wind Spear Swordsman was also no less than the Strange Old Man Tionggoan.


The weak sword and heirloom spear shot out like lightning. The top-class moves they had were already issued. The seven first-rate warriors who were his opponents were instantly in a great desperate position.


They could not do much except just fend off every attack that came. Unfortunately, that only happened for a moment. Because at the next moment, each of the weapons they held had already been broken or thrown quite a distance away.