The Sword God of the South

Giving Two Choices

While on the other hand, along with the relationship of Yan Zi and the others, there was also Zhang Fei who was being ganged up by seven men and three women.

They were constantly attacking without giving any time off. Ten different weapons, attacking from every corner of the wind.

Zhang Fei had no chance to move or move around freely. Because at every point, there was already a first-class swordsman waiting for him.

They were just waiting for the mediation from the Chief of the martial World. If only that time came, it was certain that his life would disappear instantly.

But amazingly, from the start of the fight to the present, the opportunity never arrived. Despite being preoccupied by ten different styles at the same time, Zhang Fei was still able to focus and concentrate.

Even though the enemy had tried to break his concentration, the effort was still fruitless.

As a result, they became difficult themselves in the face of the masked young man.

The battle had currently reached around thirty moves. During that time, the positions of both sides continued to alternate with each other.

Sometimes Zhang Fei attacked two or three people at once. But not infrequently also he was attacked by them simultaneously.

The silvery-white glint of light emanating from the heirloom weapon was already flying like dried leaves in the autumn. In every place there is always a threat that can endanger lives.

Zhang Fei was in the middle of it. It is like a bird among fallen trees. Along with that, there was also a strong gust of wind that was able to make him fly.

Fortunately, the bird has an ability beyond reason. So, however, he remains among the cluster of leaves.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

"Buddhist Celaksa Father!"

Wutt!!!

Zhang Fei took out a single empty-handed stance. That style was famous in the past. The power contained also need not be doubted. Moreover, it is said that who has the style of Buddhist Mobile Tread was once a top class figure.

So no wonder that its prowess is able to make all opponents at that moment stunned.

A wind came rushing down fiercely. The three first-class warriors were pushed back five steps back.

Zhang Fei did not waste the opportunity. As fast as lightning his body shot forward there. When the distance was close, he immediately pulled out his sword stance.

"The Sword of the Conqueror of the universe!"

Wutt!!! Srett!!!

Zhang Fei moved freely and freely. Just a few moves away, he had managed to injure the three people earlier with quite severe injuries.

Fresh blood gushed profusely. They screamed loudly while jumping backwards. His intention was to save himself.

But who would have thought, the opposite happened.

The Sword God King continued to move in pursuit of the three. At high speed, of course, they could not do much. Especially at that time, his position was extremely unfavorable.

The tear wound of the cloth back sounded clear. Moments later, three human bodies fell to the ground in lifeless conditions.

The incident was clearly witnessed by seven others. And they immediately shuddered in horror when they found out how great the masked young man was.

"Fuck up! You have to pay with your own head!"

A man suddenly lunged forward. Followed by one woman holding a thin sword in her right hand.

They give attacks with their respective ultimate moves.

Seeing that there was an attack from another direction, Zhang Fei immediately turned his head. He smiled sinisterly as he watched the two opposing weapons.

Yush!!! The branch!!!

In fact, they had attacked as fast and as hard as they could.

"I admit you guys are very fast. But, you guys are still far below me," Zhang Fei said with a mocking smile.

Finished saying so, he immediately continued his halted movement. Zhang Fei bent the opponent's weapon, followed by another left palm strike.

The effort bore fruit. His palm hit his chest with a slump. When the two people had yet to gain a position, the Sword of the God King moved again.

The swift slash came like a gust of wind. The light of the fresh red color radiates upwards. One second later, two bodies collapsed covered in blood.

The Sword of the God King turned out to ask for the victim back!

Five first-class warriors, killed almost simultaneously. The time difference between them is only a little.

At that moment, Zhang Fei appeared like a Death Angel. The sword he held was still spouting the fresh blood of his victims.

The remaining first-rate swordsman looked at him with a horrified look. They were unable to say anything more except being able to bluff their teeth.

"Hows it? Do you want to have the same fate as them?" zhang Fei asked as he glanced towards the victims.

Those people look at each other. They don't know what to answer and how.

"alright. If you won't answer, let me decide how next, myself,"

Zhang Fei was impatient. When he found out that his opponent did not give an answer, he immediately made a decision.

"The Sword of the Gods!"

Wutt!!!

He screamed loudly. The heirloom sword in his hand moved like a lightning bolt. No one is able to see it clearly.

They could only sense the presence of the sword and the death air that had been mixed into one.

Before those people took action, the Sword of the God King had already arrived before him.

Srett!!!

One person immediately became a victim. Followed by the next victims. In less than ten moves, there were at least four people lying on the ground in terrible conditions.

They suffered injuries from slashes or sword stabs deep enough. The victim's pata brought a sense of surprise to the afterlife.

Now, all that was left there was only one person left. Zhang Fei deliberately did not kill him, because he knew that the person was the leader of the twelve people.

"I will give you two choices" Zhang Fei said in a deep voice.

"What choice?" asked the tall, upright old man with a pair of twin swords in both hands.

"You want to give up everything in your pocket, or choose to have me take your life?"

"If I don't want to choose both?"

"You have to keep making choices. For the determination of your life and death is now in my hands,"

Zhang Fei deliberately said so. Because at that moment he knew that his opponent was already frightened.

"Hemm ... What exactly are you looking for? What do you want from me?" that guy asked a question. His speech was a little nervous, maybe it was due to the fear he was experiencing right now.

"First, I'm looking for an apostate student from the Kera Sakti College. And secondly, I sought information from the people of the Jin Empire. And I think you're the one who has all that information,"