The Sword God of the South

Spier

The four first-class warriors stood up. They paid their respects once more before returning to their original place.

Yet just as the men had walked a few steps and the spokesperson had also not been to the middle of the arena, suddenly a single human figure had already shot out rapidly towards Zhang Fei.

Without saying a word, that fellow instantly launched a consecutive attack using both of his hands.

At the time of the incident, Zhang Fei was in an unprepared position. So that he had trouble facing the sudden attack.

Thankfully, it only went a few steps. In the next second Zhang Fei started to regain his position.

Two pairs of hands met in mid-air. A loud sound due to the impact of the bones was clearly heard in the ears.

Upon further observation, the one who had suddenly attacked it turned out to be a Cold-Faced Swordsman. Every attack was dangerous.

The goal is not only to test, but also to kill.

Zhang Fei was well aware of this. But he chose not to comment much.

"Fuck up! What the old rascal was," the Wind Spear Swordsman angrily looked at the attitude of the Cold-faced Swordsman.

At that time he was trying to teach her a lesson. However the Strange Old Man Tionggoan immediately held back his steps.

"Calm down, Fei's son can definitely deal with it, please,

"But ..."

"Master Cao, stay where you are!" the Emperor said firmly.

"Well, Emperor," the Wind Spear Swordsman could not refute anymore. He immediately returned to his position.

Meanwhile in the middle of the fighting arena, the current battle between Zhang Fei and the Cold-Faced Swordsman had already stopped. The old man took a step back after realizing that Zhang Fei was not an easy opponent to subdue.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" zhang Fei asked just a pleasantry.

"Ah, no. I just want to test you. It turns out that even in an unwary state, you already have an instant reflex naturally," replied the Cold-Faced Swordsman with a smile.

"Ah, it's just a coincidence,"

"Oh, really?"

"Of course,"

"What if we fight now?"

"Agreed,"

The Cold-Faced Swordsman nodded. Both look very familiar. But the truth is not so.

The old man then pulled out a knife along the two jengkal. The knife is very sharp, the entire trunk is shiny when exposed to sunlight.

From all parts of the blade, Zhang Fei could feel the presence of a heresy that was panning out very densely. In his heart, he began to feel suspicious.

However, unwilling to make things worse, Zhang Fei chose to remain silent.

"See attack!"

The Cold-Faced Swordsman exclaimed loudly. Along with that he immediately lunged forward. The dagger he handled twitched giving slashes and punches.

The moves he played were already on par with high-level moves. In each of his movements contained many strange movements and tricks that were hard to guess.

The clash between the sword and the blade always happened at all times. The fight was more intense than before. Zhang Fei was forced to endure by the Cold-Faced Swordsman.

But the young man did not want to give up. Every time the opponent tried to corner him, he always attacked back with his flagship sword moves.

The branch!!!

The loudest clash was heard. Swords and knives are seen sticking to each other.

Two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a moment. In that gaze it was as if there were invisible sparks of fire.

When Zhang Fei was focusing on defending himself, with a very quick and sudden movement, the Cold-Faced Swordsman pulled out a blade shorter than his shirt.

Kingg!!!

Knives flashing. The old man was intending to slash Zhang Fei in the stomach. With a very close distance, of course the opportunity to avoid is no longer there.

Zhang Fei was no one else. At those decisive seconds, he suddenly also pulled out the sword sheath and fended off the blade slash.

After successfully foiling the attack, Zhang Fei immediately pushed the Cold-Faced Swordsman with his magic power.

The old man was pushed three steps.

It was a good time to strike back. But Zhang Fei was unwilling to do so. His pair of eyes were now focused on a yahh object lying on the ground.

It belonged to the Cold-Faced Swordsman. It seemed like the old man accidentally took it out when he had just pulled out another knife.

"What's that?" Zhang Fei frowned.

The Cold-faced Swordsman was shocked when he realized it. But just as he was about to take it, Zhang Fei was already ahead of him.

Apparently the thing that fell was a badge.

Black Banner Party Badge!

"Good, so .. are you part of that perverted party?" zhang Fei asked the Cold-Faced Swordsman.

Tastelessness. But his eyes were very piercing.

"No, Young Master. It was ... it was the badge I found on my way here," he replied, shaking his head.

"Lied!" zhang Fei's. "It's only fitting that you attack so violently, it turns out to be a spy" he said with a cold smile.

Now Zhang Fei knew the reason why the Cold-faced Swordsman attacked him with killing intent. It turns out that was the goal.

Apparently he was a spy sent by the Black Banner Party!

The atmosphere there was immediately silent. Everyone was shocked by this unexpected event.

"Everything's quiet! Young Master Fei can definitely take care of it," Shadowless Arak God said to everyone.

He knew, the martial world figures present, were now feeling angry and wanted to beat up the Cold-faced Swordsman.

That's why he said so in order to prevent chaos that might happen.

"A spy cannot be allowed to live any longer. You've made a big mistake, old man," Zhang Fei said.

"Young Master, this. Believe,"

"Shut your mouth!" zhang Fei said snapping.

He then channeled his magic energy throughout the body. Once ready Zhang Fei immediately took out his manager.

"The Sword of the Gods!"

Wutt!!! Whoa!!!

He attacked quickly. Eve sword thrust out, a silvery-white flash of light immediately lunging towards the Cold-faced Swordsman.

Zhang Fei's sword slash contained an incredible amount of energy. The old man was always pushed back whenever his knife clashed with the opponent's weapon.

Not only that, even he always felt pain because of it.

Zhang Fei looked like a wounded tiger. He attacked with a thump without giving the slightest pause.

The fight soon became fierce. But since the Cold-Faced Swordsman was exhausted and his mind was in turmoil, he could not hold on any longer.

About fifteen moves later, the Sword King God knew had already pierced his throat until it penetrated backwards!

"This is a worthy death for a person like you," Zhang Fei said as he forcibly pulled out his sword.

Brugg!!!

The Cold-faced Swordsman glared for a while before his body fell to a thud on the ground. Fresh blood immediately flooded his entire body.

"Yeahy!"

"Great,"

"Finally the traitor is dead,"

"Young Master Fei is great,"

Shouts for the sake of shouts from the people present sounded lively. They were happy that the traitor and the spy had now died.