The Sword God of the South

The Last Battle of the Temple of the Thousand Gods III

"Mr Wu, are you hurt?" zhang Fei asked as he saw the change in the face of the perverted grandfather.

"No problem, Chairman Fei. It won't mean anything to me" he replied calmly and casually.

For others, the injury just now may mean a lot. It is not impossible that the wound will be long-tailed.

Fortunately the one who was injured was the Farewell Swordsman. So bad things like that, it never seems to happen. Moreover, he had the advantage in healing internal wounds.

"Alright, Master Wu," Zhang Fei nodded. He felt relieved after hearing that answer. After a while, he asked a question again.

"Mr Wu, are you capable of defeating him?"

If the one who asked like that was someone else, or else he was still like before, perhaps the Farewell Swordsman would instantly be furious upon hearing that.

But luckily the one who asked was Zhang Fei. Plus, now he has changed. So, when he heard it the perverted figure did not show anger.

"I think capable. But, it feels like it took quite a long time to finish," replied the Farewell Swordsman honestly.

He realized where his opponent's prowess was. He also knew, his abilities were not much different from the Black Palm King. Although he is still superior, but his strength has been greatly reduced due to all the battles that have been undertaken before.

No wonder he answered like that.

"alright. In that case, I will help you," Zhang Fei said excitedly.

"Chairman Fei, you're so tired. Don't push yourself too hard,"

"No, Mr. Wu. I'm not tired. After all, me and the Black Banner Party have deep grudges, Zhang Fei said in a deep tone.

All his life, as long as his life was still conceived, Zhang Fei would never forget the bloody tragedy that befell his family.

He still clearly remembered how the course of each scene that killed his beloved family.

From the very beginning, Zhang Fei had already sworn that he would avenge the bloody revenge. Either way, he should be able to make it happen.

Now, in front of him was the Vice Chairman of the Black Banner Party, how could he possibly be silent and stand idly by?

By his side, the Farewell Swordsman could sense what Zhang Fei was currently feeling. Although he did not know it fully, but he could feel it clearly.

"Alright, Chairman Fei. This time, let me give you this part" he replied after a long silence.

"Hahaha ..it's just right, Master Wu," Zhang Fei said with a laugh.

While on the other hand, there was the Black Palm King who was looking at the three figures. He could not hear their conversation clearly.

It was just that from the look on his face, he could tell that those people had the intention to kill him.

"Until any time, you will still not be able to defeat me," he said suddenly speaking loudly.

"Hahaha .. Is that true? I can't even believe what you're saying, old demon," Zhang Fei said with a mocking smile.

"The big-mouthed boy. If you don't believe it, you can prove it right now,"

"good. I accepted the challenge,"

Zhang Fei nodded. He instantly channeled his pure air and inner energy with a large amount. Once all the initial preparations were completed, with just one jump he managed to arrive before the opponent.

Wutt!!!

A series of palm strikes came like lightning. The Black Palm King did not expect that the youngster was capable of attacking so quickly.

"You won't be able to run away from me!" the young man shouted. He continued to attack without stopping.

The Black Palm King was made a little overwhelmed. It happened because he had lost one step to Zhang Fei.

Some of the martial World Chief's moves attacked, the condition of the Black Palm King began to deteriorate. Some parts of his body were almost easy targets. Fortunately, he was able to move a little faster.

Plakk!!!

The clashing of the palm finally happened. The two figures involved were instantly pushed backwards. The difference between them is only a little, at least one or two steps.

'Great. Who exactly is this young masked warrior? His attack was really fast, it was almost as if my body had become a lifelike samsak, ' the inner Black Palm King praised Zhang Fei's prowess.

As an old generation figure, it seemed that he had too often gone through various kinds of battles involving many warriors. Be it old warriors, or young warriors.

But it felt, only this time he met a young swordsman who had this great ability.

The praise given by his mind is not an empty compliment. He had truly praised Zhang Fei's prowess.

"The Path of the Light!"

Yush!!!

Zhang Fei lunged forward. Like palms as if they were scattered in every corner of the wind. That stance was very great, let alone he got it from an old heirloom book.

The Black Palm King gasped for the umpteenth time. Now, he was unwilling to look down on Zhang Fei. Before the youngster arrived in front of the face, hurriedly he took swift action.

"The Path of the Perverted Shadow!"

Yush!!! Plakk!!! Plakk!!!

A fight between them soon ensued. The two of them attacked each other without thinking of anything.

The battle was witnessed by the monks from the Temple of the Thousand Gods standing on the edge of the arena. Farewell Swordsman and Monk Bian Ji Hung also witnessed it.

The two figures stared fixedly at the fighting arena. Secretly, they praised the speed and prowess of the attacks given by Zhang Fei.

Every time he made a move, it would never be in vain.

"His age is young, but his abilities are already this high. Great, terrific. Things like this are very rare in the martial world," Monk Hung suddenly muttered to himself.

"Yes, it's really Monk Hung. The Song Empire is very lucky to have such a young warrior as Chairman Fei," said the Farewell Swordsman.

Monk Hung turned his head for a moment towards him. It was as if he had not expected that the murmur just now could be heard by him.

"True," after being able to control himself, he finally said back.

"I think you better shut up and be a spectator. Let that person be my and Chairman Fei's business" the Farewell Swordsman continued.

"But ..."

"Your age is very old. Although the knowledge you have is very much and immeasurable, but do not forget, your energy has been reduced a lot. You're not as brave as you used to be,"

The words of the Swordsman of Farewell sounded clearly in Monk Hung's ears. And he also confirmed the speech.

Even now, he felt very tired. The previous battle had drained all the energy that was in his body.

"alright. I understand," he said later.