The Sword God of the South

Zhang Fei's Message to the Swordsmen

Not long after, Zhang Fei instantly retracted the heirloom sword. As soon as it was plucked out, fresh blood instantly gushed out profusely. Like water coming out of a shower.

The leader of the Sky Star Group instantly collapsed onto the floor. His entire body was inundated by fresh blood that broadcast a fishy smell.

The two battles that had been going on were exciting and tense, now everything was finished. The higher-ups of the Sky Star Group were sprawled on the floor with their respective wounds and sufferings.

Meanwhile down there, the warriors seemed to have also managed to kill twenty-two members of the Sky Star Group.

The atmosphere can be controlled immediately. Now, the warriors who were there were standing at their respective places. They stared at the two people on the pulpit.

Among those people, no one dared to speak a single one. Although the fierce fight was over, but the tension and horror still enveloped their entire bodies.

The reason is none other than because there, there has been a figure of martial world figures who feared opponents respected comrades.

As the people of the green jungle, of course they also know and know very well who is the Swordsman of Farewell.

The lunge that had been shaking heaven and earth, had been heard long ago. Atrocities and his abilities are so high, it has become an open secret.

But deep at that, the warriors present also felt confused and curious about the masked swordsman.

Secretly, they asked the people standing nearby. And the questions that came out of the swordsmen's mouths were all almost similar.

Who exactly is the masked warrior? Was his ability so high, that even the Farewell Swordsman felt disinclined towards him?

Everyone knows how capable the heretical grandfather is. It seemed, in this martial world there were not so many people he respected.

However, his treatment of the masked swordsman looked different.

So, it's no wonder that all warriors question the same thing.

Meanwhile, after successfully killing all the people of the Celestial Star Group, Zhang Fei immediately sheathed the God King Sword back as the blood that had just poured dry.

"Mr Wu, we'll check these people out. Who knows they will give us a clue" Zhang Fei told the Farewell Swordsman.

"Well," he replied while nodding.

The two martial world figures immediately moved. They checked every body on the pulpit. Not long after, the two had already found some clues.

It's just that they've agreed not to unpack all that information at the scene. One reason is because it is feared that there are still enemies or spies hiding around.

"Those swordsmen whom I respect," Zhang Fei said in a loud tone after he finished his investigation.

The dozens of warriors immediately looked up at the pulpit when they heard the exclamation just now.

After getting the attention of everyone, Zhang Fei immediately continued his remark.

"I hope this is a lesson for you. Which, do not be too trusting with information that is heard or spread by someone. Before taking any action, I emphasize that you must think clearly. Never be rash. Remember that! Right now our Song Empire is being wracked with doom,"

"There are many enemies under the covers who want to destroy this beloved country. Be it his Empire, or his martial world. Therefore, I hope that you will also help each other. Help the government in an effort to eradicate the enemies who want to rule our country,"

"In a situation like the present, never be selfish. Importance of others too. To deal with this condition, being united is the best way out,"

Zhang Fei spoke at length to the warriors. Everything in his mind at that moment, he revealed clearly and clearly.

The warriors looked at each other. They did not know who in the masked swordsman. But strangely, they also could not refuse, let alone blame the words he had just said.

It was as if, the speech just now had managed to pierce through the eyes of each other's hearts.

The atmosphere there was again gripped by silence. No one dared to open their voice. Those who had been whispering, were now instantly silent.

At such a time, suddenly, it turned out that there was a warrior who dared to speak as well as ask questions.

"Thank you for the words, Mr. Swordsman. We all understand what you mean. But if you may know, who are you? Why do you dare to speak like that in front of us? What have you been doing all this time?"

The voice was loud too. Zhang Fei immediately turned his gaze toward the source of the voice.

There, there was a half-aged warrior who was looking seriously at him. On the back of the man was a sword half a fathom.

Zhang Fei threw a smile at him. Just now he was about to say, The Farewell Swordsman had even preceded him.

"I tell you not to argue too much! What she said just now, you guys do it. You guys do well. Because it's all in our common interest. If any of you dare to defy, let alone insult, I make sure this sword of mine will chop off his head!"

The words of the Farewell Swordsman sounded extremely deep and pressing. Moreover, in that regard, he had also channeled a great inner energy.

All the warriors felt the feathers goosebumps. Fear envelops the entire body.

It was like a direct message from the Angel of Death!

They knew, the Farewell Swordsman wasn't joking. Everyone also knew, if he had threatened, then he must have been very able to prove the threat!

"You know quite a bit. That this masked swordsman, is actually one of the most respected and respected martial arts world figures. Let alone humans, even gods I respect him," continued the errant grandfather after pausing for a while.

He then turned his head towards Zhang Fei. "Chairman Fei, let's go," he said slowly.

"Come,"

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Two human shadows shot out at lightning speed. In one blink of an eye, both of them had disappeared from sight.

After the departure of the two of them, dozens of warriors were seen still standing there. They haven't left yet.

I don't know why. But when viewed from the facial expressions, it seems like those people are thinking hard.

Were they thinking about the messages that Zhang Fei had delivered? Or are those people remembering the threat posed by the Farewell Swordsman?

I don't know. No one knows for sure about this issue.

Without them knowing, time goes on. The morning sun is in an even higher position. Although the catastrophe was over, what had happened, was still clearly imprinted in his mind.

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