The Sword God of the South

The Alliance II

Elite Swordsman of the Imperial Palace!

All the warriors who were at that moment standing in the middle of the courtyard suddenly held their breaths when they saw the arrival of the person.

Although his ability was not the highest, even though he was not an unrivaled swordsman, but with the emblem on the person's chest, anyone would definitely feel goosebumps.

Every swordsman present felt his body tremble slightly. And so is his heart.

With the appearance of the person, it was certain that around the area of the current World Headquarters, there must be people of choice from the Imperial Palace.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. The people who had whispered a lot with his partner, now closed their mouths.

Those who do not believe in the words of the Chairman of the martial World, are now also silent.

The Imperial Palace's Elite Swordsman then saluted Zhang Fei. The Chairman of the martial World immediately replied to such respect.

"Chairman, this is my arrival to give something from the Emperor" he said respectfully.

"Oh, what's that something?"

He reached into his pocket and gave him a letter.

Zhang Fei received the scroll. "Thank you" he said with a smile.

The Imperial Palace's Elite Swordsman nodded slowly. A second later he went straight from there. Within a blink of an eye, the shadow of his body was no longer visible.

Behind him, the World Grandfathers looked astonished. They can look at each other. It was as if the great figures were questioning what the contents of the letter were. They feel curious.

At the time, the curious were not just them. Even Zhang Fei himself felt a similar way.

Therefore, he immediately unrolled the letter. Zhang Fei read in his heart while nodding his head.

He then called one of the officers. Zhang Fei told him to read the letter from the Emperor.

"Read in a loud voice," he said.

"Okay, Chief," the officer nodded in understanding.

He then walked three steps forward. Then immediately read the letter in a loud voice.

"Honored Chief Fei, send my greetings to the warriors who have been willing to fulfill the invitation. Also tell them that everyone who enters the alliance will be covered by the Empire. Not only their needs, even for those who are married, then the Empire will also meet all the needs of his family,"

"If anyone among the warriors is willing to leave another burden, just say it. The Empire will also endure it. And even if someone dies on the battlefield, the Empire will give full responsibility,"

"The warriors need not worry about that. I've thought of everything. If we win, the Empire promises to give five hundred gold pieces to each of the warriors,"

"Signature, Emperor Song Kwi Bun."

After he finished reading the letter, the officer immediately rolled it back and gave it to Zhang Fei.

A moment later, the Profound World Chief directly advanced forward, he looked back at the warriors below him.

"Have you all heard the letter just now?" ask her with a loud voice.

"Yes, we all heard, Chairman Fei," the swordsmen replied simultaneously.

"good. So, now how? Does anyone still believe?"

"No, Chairman Fei,"

Swordsmen who previously insisted and did not believe, now inevitably they also have to accept it.

What else should they not believe? Isn't the button already there? Even that evidence cannot be disputed at all.

Moreover, before rolling up the letter, the officer had shown a direct sign from the Emperor to the warriors.

The martial World Grandfather also nodded his head while smiling in satisfaction. Now they could breathe a sigh of relief after the first problem had already been successfully cleared up.

"The sky is really on our side. I guess, the formation of this alliance is only one step away," the White Hair Goddess spoke to the others.

"You are right, Madam Ling," said the Shadowless God Arak. "But this is the first problem,"

"Eh, is there another problem?" The White Hair Goddess frowned. He looked at the old man with a confused look.

"Now there is no. But soon there will be," said the Strange Old Man Tionggoan.

The White Hair Goddess did not speak anymore. He immediately turned his brain to guess the meaning of the words of the two of them.

"Ah, I just remembered," he said exclaiming slowly after he could understand the words of Shadowless God Arak and the Strange Old Man Tionggoan.

Meanwhile, not long after the White Hair Goddess exclaimed just now, suddenly from the ranks of warriors came back the sound of someone exclaiming.

"As far as this is concerned, we believe. But, there's still something else that makes our hearts feel doubtful,"

"What's that?" zhang Fei asked quickly.

He then looked for who the person who was talking just now was. After finding it, he immediately stared fixedly at the person.

Apparently, that person was a man in his forties. His face is quite handsome. The long black hair was curled upwards and pierced by a jade-cut konde puncture.

He was wearing light green clothes. On his right waist was tucked a fan with a pointed tip made of pure steel.

"Before saying more, I want to introduce myself first" said the best man.

"Please, Master," Zhang Fei said with a warm smile.

"My name is Yon Bi. I used to be called the Flying Fan Swordsman,"

The voice of the man sounded loud. Everyone can hear it clearly.

"So, is he here?" The Wind Spear Swordsman was instantly shocked. He did not expect, it turned out that even the Flying Fan Swordsman was in the middle of the spacious courtyard.

"Help ..." Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan grunted softly. He stared at Yon Bi's face sharply.

In today's martial world, it seems that only a few do not know who is the Flying Fan Swordsman.

Keep in mind, the person is a swordsman who comes from the middle stream. He is not from any party. Flying Fan Swordsmen always travel alone.

All this time, the kindness he had done had indeed counted quite a lot. But it happened a few years ago, a few years ago. Later, it was reported that he was more likely to do evil than good.

The news has spread widely. Not even a few of the white swordsmen who intend to teach him a lesson.

Too bad, all of those intentions could not materialize. Anyone who wanted to give a lesson to the Flying Fan Swordsman, then that person would not be able to return home.

Since the incident, people have agreed that the Flying Fan Swordsman who has now changed direction. He was no longer a middle stream, but a black stream!

Meanwhile, on top of the pulpit, Zhang Fei heard immediately say after finding out what his name was. "Alright, please Mr. Bi say everything,"