The Sword God of the South

The Old Man Fate Malang

"Hemm ..." the old man snorted coldly. His face looks grim. But his heart just felt shaken.

Their guts instantly shrieked after seeing what his own eyes witnessed. They really do not believe that twenty of his men were able to be finished off quite easily.

Even though they were only the equivalent of second-rate warriors, but with that considerable amount, it felt like it would still take a bit of time to kill him.

Who would have thought, everything really happened outside of their expectations.

"Why haven't you guys attacked me yet? Is it feeling scared? Or... Do you dare not?" zhang Fei asked the four old men.

He threw a mocking smile. Any money looking at it would definitely be instantly furious.

"We should be afraid of you? Don't dream! Look it!"

Yush!!!

One old man moved quickly. Within a blink of an eye, he had already successfully arrived in front of Zhang Fei. A single blow that carried a roaring wind instantly targeted his chest.

But before the punch hit Zhang Fei's chest, the spy standing by his side had already acted first.

He repelled the blow with his right foot. The kick was quite loud, to the point of making the old man push three steps.

'The ability of the veiled person is quite decent as well. The proof is that he is able to hold my stance easily, ' his mind while glancing towards the spy.

Yush!!!

He's moving again. This time, he immediately gave a streak of blows that came like lightning. The one being targeted was still Zhang Fei. But again, his efforts did not produce results.

The spy took another step. A consecutive kick was launched to withstand all the previous blows. Occasionally, he also had time to shake his sword to make an opponent retreat.

His efforts worked. The old man had now returned to his starting position. He didn't want to take too much of a risk to hold back the sword earlier.

Meanwhile, having waited for quite a while, but the opponent did not attack either, Zhang Fei decided to advance first.

"The Father of the God of Death!"

Wutt!!!

The palm strike he released when he was in mid-air. The roar of wind generated from that move came rushing.

The wind was like a tornado. Dust and dry leaves scatter and merge into one roll.

The three old men who were his targets were jolted with the prowess of the stance. Simultaneously they took a step back.

They retreated four steps. But it turned out that Zhang Fei did not let them escape from his entanglement. He continued to issue long-range attacks using both of his palms.

As a result, inevitably the four of them have to face it. Each of the three old men immediately took out a stance to fend off.

Blarr!!! Blarr!!!

A clash of hearts occurred. He was pushed two steps back. Their right hand felt sore after the impact just now.

As for Zhang Fei, he only retreated for half a step. He was immediately in a position to prepare.

"Blow Lightning!"

Wutt!!! Duarr!!!

A long-range blow that unleashed an explosion immediately occurred there. The explosion that was created was arguably very loud. If there was a commoner there, maybe his ears would not work for a while.

The three opponents were shocked again. Especially after witnessing the punching style just now.

Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

After being spared from the form of the Thunderbolt, they immediately dispersed. The three then jumped from three different directions.

Still at the same time, they immediately pulled out their respective weapons. One machete, one spear and a pair of dagger positions were already in the grasp of their hands.

Each of these attacks carries a stance capable of taking human lives in a short time.

With his abilities equivalent to that of a first-rate swordsman, it felt like there was no longer any chance for Zhang Fei to take a step.

But who would have thought, right before the three attacks hit the body, Zhang Fei had also plucked the Sword of the God King from its scabbard.

Kingg!!!

His movements whipped out the sword very quickly. Maybe faster than the blink of an eye. They themselves do not believe what they see.

The branch!!! The branch!!!

The clash between the heirloom weapons occurred three times. Zhang Fei managed to fend off every single one of those attacks very quickly.

The three old men were stuck. When they were about to take a step back, Zhang Fei was prepared with his counterattack.

"The Sword of the Gods!"

Yush!!!

The ultimate sword move immediately he took out that second as well. The flash of sword light that was exposed to the moonlight, looked stunning. Starting at once is scary.

The sword that came was like lightning in the rain. Zhang Fei's body disappeared from sight. The one involved by his opponent was just a flash of a sword.

The gunfire continues to be heard. But it didn't last long. Because every time the collision occurred, each opponent's weapon was immediately broken into two parts.

Srett!!!

Fresh blood spurted like sparks. One of them was instantly killed after his chest was ripped off big.

Not only that, Zhang Fei again launched his follow-up attack. The sword thrusts in succession came without stopping. After trying to survive several moves, finally one opponent returned to death.

It instantly collapsed to the ground after its throat was pierced by the Sword of the God King.

The remaining one immediately felt fear up to the crown of the head. He no longer had the courage to fight.

After witnessing the deaths of two of his comrades, the anger that had previously been overflowing, had now vanished without a trace.

Right now, all he wanted was to go save himself as far as possible.

But unfortunately, that would not be possible. His hope for life, was the same as the hope of rising up into the sky.

Absolutely impossible!

"Don't dream that you can survive my life!" zhang Fei said firmly.

Srett!!!

The Sword of the God King slashed down quickly. A human head has rolled on the ground. That incident happened fast.

Even the victim himself may not believe it. When his head fell to the ground, his body still stood up for a while.

One breath later, the smiling body immediately collapsed to the ground with blood continuing to come out like a fountain.

The three higher-ups who were actually from the Perverted Devil Party, had now felt the consequences of his actions.

Zhang Fei did not want to kill them. He intended to destroy his martial arts alone. Who was the madam, it turned out that the three old men had instead chosen another path.

They would rather die than live to be a cripple!

"The unfortunate old man," Zhang Fei muttered as he breathed a deep breath.

Meanwhile, almost simultaneously with the end of the fight, the fight belonging to the spies had also been completed.

He managed to kill the opponent by tearing his entrails apart!