The Sword God of the South

Want to Die, or Want to Live?

One attacked from a distance. The other one attacked from close range. The two misguided figures attacked simultaneously. The cooperation they showed was absolutely perfect.

If only his opponent had not been the Farewell Swordsman, he might have been dead.

Fortunately their current opponent was him. The number two heretic grandfather in the Tionggoan martial world, especially in the Song Empire.

Although their attacks and cooperation were perfect, but all the capital was still far from enough if they wanted to take the life of the Farewell Swordsman.

Just imagine, already dozens of their attacking moves, but until now all his efforts have not also given results.

After all and with any skill, they were still unable to give any wounds to the Farewell Swordsman. Let alone incising wounds, even tearing his clothes, they could not afford to do so.

The old man was able to move like lightning. His body moves faster than the moves of his two opponents. So, no wonder if until this they are not able to give 'gifts' to him.

"Main-play is enough. Now, prepare to meet the King of the Netherworld!"

The Farewell Sword Swordsman said amidst the onslaught of attacks from both opponents. That speech was like it contained an undisclosed power of strength.

It made both of them feel horrified. Unknowingly, they received a slight step back.

"Sword Tribulation!"

Wutt!!!

The perverted grandfather shouted loudly. A moment later his body swiftly slid forward there. The heirloom sword in his hand shook so much that it looked to be some fruit.

He gave a sword slash towards the Iron Bird. At that time, the perverted figure also happened to be launching his attack. As a result, two kinds of weapons meet again in the middle of the road.

This meeting was not like that. As soon as it collided with the opponent's sword, the chain instantly broke. His iron ball was thrown far away out of nowhere.

The Farewell Sword Swordsman did not waste that chance. Once his foot was on the ground, he immediately approached towards the opponent.

Srett!!!

The heirloom sword managed to slash the opponent's neck until it almost broke off. Fresh blood spurted into the air. The Iron Bird collapsed that second as well.

At the same time, the Blood Sword was actually intending to save the life of the design. Unfortunately, he was a few steps late.

He failed to save the Iron Bird.

Whoa!!!

The Farewell Sword Swordsman made a rotating movement. His sword was stretched forward.

The movement was done suddenly. The Blood Sword had never expected that. As a result, he could not sustain his life any longer.

The sword slash just now had given a deep enough slash wound to his stomach. Blood came out like flood water.

He glared for a moment before collapsing to the ground.

Finished killing the two perverted figures, the Farewell Swordsman immediately resumed his steps. He was looking for the next opponent.

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There was a crowd of people who were definitely fighting fiercely. Zhang Fei was able to see in that direction clearly.

He witnessed that there were several children of the Thousand Gods Temple disciples who were in a cornered position. It seemed like some shock later, they would die at the hands of the opponent.

Zhang Fei didn't want that until it happened. Therefore, without being restrained by anyone, he immediately set his foot on the ground.

His body was directly in the middle of the air. Before stepping on the ground, Zhang Fei had pushed his left palm forward.

It launches long distances from mid-air. Although it only uses one arm, but make no mistake, the attack is arguably deadly and should not be considered light.

Blarr!!!

The nine enemy troops equivalent to second-rate warriors were instantly pushed a few steps back. They looked shocked by what had happened to him just now.

Yush!!!

Several times he attacked, casualties on the other side had been created. At least, there were currently three people who had died from the Sword of the God King.

Zhang Fei continued his efforts without stopping. In just a dozen or so moves he had managed to kill all the enemies that had cornered the members of the Thousand Gods Temple disciples.

"Thank you, Mr. Helper, thank you,"

A young monk expressed his gratitude and represented the others. Zhang Fei smiled as he nodded in response.

After that, he went back to looking for a student who needed his help.

During the battle, he was constantly helping the desperate disciples. After being confirmed that their position was safe, Zhang Fei looked for an opponent who was worth it.

At that moment, he saw in the front there were another five first-class warriors who were looking for two young monks with weapons and their respective successors.

The two young monks had already sustained injuries to several parts of his body. Their condition is worrying. Zhang Fei decided to help him.

"The Dragon King's Foot!"

He shouted loudly when the distance was already about ten steps away. A cold wind streaked swiftly towards the five first-rate warriors.

Because the empty-handed stance came suddenly, the five target people could not do much. They immediately bounced seven steps back.

"Go and treat your wounds. Hand them over to me," Zhang Fei said seriously.

"But, Mr ..."

"Don't argue much!"

"alright. Thanks, Master,"

"May the Lord give you refuge, Lord Helper,"

The two young monks bowed before leaving.

Zhang Fei looked at his departure while ensuring their safety. After being confirmed safe, then he turned his eyes back.

"Hemm .. Who are you, masked man?" ask one of the people.

"No need to ask too many questions. Just tell me, want to live, or want to die?"

"Sweety!" the man spit on the ground. He was fed up with the questions asked by Zhang Fei. "What a boast you said that,"

"It's my mouth, so whatever I say. What's the deal with you guys?" Zhang Fei pulled a face while throwing a cynical smile.

"Fuck up!"

Yush!!!

He jumped towards Zhang Fei. The remaining four people also followed directly from behind.

Five kinds of heirloom weapons immediately locked the Chairman of the World Military. Their combined attacks certainly could not be looked at lightly. Moreover, they were first-class warriors.

But unfortunately, the current Zhang Fei was not the old Zang Fei. With eyes full of confidence and determination, he immediately jumped into the air and welcomed the opponent's attack.

"The Sword of the Corn Conqueror!"

The shuttle!! The branch!!! The branch!!!

A clash between weapons happened. Zhang Fei served them at once. He occasionally jumped on top of his opponent's weapon.

If it was done by an ordinary person or a low-class swordsman, of course it was very impossible.

Unfortunately, it was done by Zhang Fei, which could not possibly be possible.

With the science of lightening a body that is already very perfect, what can he not do?