The Sword God of the South

The Sword of the Eye

Two tree branches as big as thumbs clashed quite hard. If only the two figures involved did not channel the energy in to the twig, of course, this time has been broken into several parts.

Fortunately, they have channeled a considerable amount of energy in. So that the level of violence also increases.

The fight continues. Neither Zhang Fei nor the Farewell Swordsman, both of them attacked. One relied on the speed and ferocity of the manager. While the other one relies on agility.

The tree branch in the hands of the Farewell Swordsman pierced incessantly. All the nerves that might be reachable, he is targeting constantly.

But Zhang Fei could not remain silent either. Of course he does not want to be the months of the opponent. Therefore, he continues to fend off or reply with a style that is no less great.

When it felt the time was right, at the moment of the golden opportunity, that was when Zhang Fei took action all of a sudden.

Yush!!!

The tree branch suddenly disappeared from sight. The sound of buzzing sounds big enough. The roar of a sharp wind capable of tearing apart the skin, immediately dashed forward.

Zhang Fei attacked with a lightning move. The martial World Grandfathers who watched his fight stood guard. None of them blinked their eyes. It was as if the characters were afraid of missing the moment that had been waiting for.

Not only that, they even seemed to hold their breath for a while.

It happened because the people did not expect that Zhang Fei was able to move that fast.

About a few breaths later, all of a sudden it stopped! Zhang Fei's movements stopped. The fight also stopped!

When the dust had disappeared, all the figures that existed could see that the tip of the branch held by the World's Chief of Martialism, was currently right in front of the neck of the Farewell Swordsman.

The distance between the tip of the twig and the neck is at most just a few knuckles.

If Zhang Fei continued his movements, of course the old man's neck would be hollow. His life will also be floating.

It was fortunate that Zhang Fei stopped just in time!

The two parties involved, both saluted. After that they immediately walked towards the other figures.

Although the fight only runs dozens of moves, but the tension and excitement cannot be expressed in words.

The four martial World Grandfathers who had witnessed it, until now still seemed to not believe it. They stood still like statues.

He was so amazed by Zhang Fei's new style, that they did not realize that the fight as well as the people involved were already by his side.

"Hey, why are you quiet?" zhang Fei asked the four of them.

The question seems to have awakened them. The four old men were a little surprised. Hurriedly they turned to the origin of the voice.

"Ah, no, Chairman Fei, no," replied the White Hair Goddess shaking her head. "We're just blown away by the new style,"

"Right," said the Wind Spear Swordsman in agreement. "That move is really fast and terrible,"

"To the extent that, we ourselves are unable to witness it clearly," continued Old Man Weird Tionggoan.

"Child Fei, is that really your new style?" asked Shadowless God Arak as if he still felt doubtful.

"Of course, Mr. Kiang. Actually, why? Is there anything strange?"

"No, no. I'm just amazed. This new move reminds me of someone,"

"someone? Who's that?"

"White Dragon Warrior Zhang Yi,"

"To be exact, son of Fei," he replied confirming. "Although the motion of the nurse is different, but there are some things in common,"

Everyone of the figures who were there immediately turned their heads towards the Shadowless Arak God. They suddenly wondered about the story.

"If you may know, where is the equation?"

"The speed is almost the same. Cannot be seen by the naked eye. The point that was targeted was the neck, one of the deadliest points. Coming and going, at once where the attack was headed was unpredictable. In the past, only a few people were able to see at once survived the nurse. And I'm sure it won't be much different now, either,"

The Shadowless God Arak spoke with a serious facial expression. At the same time, he also imagined events that had happened in the past.

Although the incident had happened for a very long time, even though at that time he had not grown into an adult, but he still clearly remembered what he had just explained.

Zhang Fei heard it until he saw it. He never expected that his ancestor, it turned out to be truly great.

"Master Kiang, is it true that my ancestors were that great?" tanyanya is still unsure.

"I think it's even better than what I've explained,"

The Chairman of the World of Persilatan was immediately pensive. The atmosphere was silent, for no one spoke.

Each of them was staring at the darkness of the forest ahead.

"Chairman Fei, by the way, what's the name of that skill?" asked the Swordsman of Farewell while breaking the silence in the backyard.

Zhang Fei thought for a moment. After three breaths, he answered.

"Invisible Sword Steps. Yeah, correct. I think that name fits perfectly,"

It was not that Zhang Fei was bragging about his new style, but what he said was, indeed, an indisputable reality.

"Ah, right. It was a good name," exclaimed the Shadowless God Arak quickly.

"Yes, I also agree, Chairman Fei. The sword was too fast. It felt almost close to impossible to see clearly. Even if anyone is able to witness it, if that person is not equal, it must be above us, "The Swordsman of Farewell also agrees with the name of the style.

As a swordsman, naturally he could judge further than anyone else. And according to him, this style is truly extraordinary.

"With the Unruly Sword Intent, I think the percentage of biss's victory increased quite a lot" said Old Man Strange Tionggoan giving his opinion.

"Yes, that's right" said the Wind Spear Swordsman.

"Congratulations, Chairman Fei. I'm very happy about this" continued the Goddess of White Hair.

The six people smiled with excitement. Moments later they decided to return to the World Chairman Building.

"This we should celebrate. We must have a party tonight, too," said the Shadowless God of Arak.

"Hahaha .. agreed. Tonight, we have to go through it with joy,"

After arriving at the meeting room, Zhang Fei immediately summoned a servant to serve them.

The waiter then went to the back to pick up a fairly large tray that contained several urns of wine as well as fresh meat.

After the task was completed, he immediately returned to carry out other tasks.

"Alright, let's toast," the Farewell Swordsman asked.