The Sword God of the South

Involving In War I

The battle that had been running fiercely, suddenly changed after the presence of the martial world figures.

The clash between the various kinds of heirloom weapons made of metal, immediately enlivened the atmosphere. The loud cries of the warriors echoed into the four winds.

The alliance swordsman who had been overwhelmed earlier, had now become a little helped after the presence of Zhang Fei and the others. They were also very grateful that the main characters had already intervened.

On the other hand, the warriors also regained their spirits.

The Generals leading the Imperial soldiers, seemed to be smiling towards Zhang Fei after seeing him take part in the great battle.

"Come, spirit!" the general said shouting very loudly. "Trust me, victory will be on our side!"

The general raised his sword upwards. A glint of silvery-white light seemed to dazzle the eyes for a moment.

Upon hearing that shout, the Imperial soldiers immediately moved brutally. They attacked enemy troops that were equivalent to first-rate warriors.

Zhang Fei and the others were able to help the desperate warriors. Once their position improved, then those people immediately looked for their next opponent.

Judging from the current state, it felt like the people involved in the battle were no less than forties. It's just a count of people still alive.

Whereas if counted with the dead, maybe the number is not less than seventies.

The battle continues with excitement. The sound of shouting, the clash of weapons, the loud clashing, all of it enlivened the atmosphere.

Amidst the blazing sun, they continued to inflame their spirits in order to defend the homeland.

The battle is not just on the border. Even in certain areas is no exception. The place that became the course of the fight is not only in the middle of the empty yard, even on the roof of the house and in certain alleys is the same.

Life in Jiang Nan City changed in an instant. Here and there the fishy smell of human blood scattered or grasped on the ground.

Entering the corners, there are more simple houses belonging to residents who burned down. A heartbreaking cry sounded. The children wept and ran away in tears because they could not see the cruelty that was going on before their eyes.

All of this happened on the same day. Merely, the fights in other places or regions could still be controlled and dominated by the people of the Song Empire.

Unlike in the opposite border area, therefore, we will again discuss the fight there.

At this moment, Zhang Fei and the Five Elders of the Profound World had already found a balanced opponent.

I don't know who they are. What was clear was that his abilities were not far below their own.

The White Hair Goddess was currently dealing with a sixties-year-old grandmother. The old granny looked at him with a sword-sharp look.

"Old granny, you really don't remember the age. You should be home right now and sleeping well. Not even join the fight with these demon humans," said the White Hair Goddess in a cold tone.

"The bastard who does not know himself. What, you think you're still young?" Grandma looks angry. His eyes were glaring like they wanted to come out.

He then lifted the two shawls that were on his waist. After doing the horses, he said again.

"That's it. Don't talk much anymore. Just accept my attack! Hiatt!!!"

Yush!!!

He lunged forward. A pair of shawls were mentioned from a distance of several steps. The scarf contains energy in height and leads to dangerous points.

The White Hair Goddess did not dare to look down on the opponent's attacks. He immediately pulled out the heirloom sword on his back and rolled out the mainstay style.

"Ice Core Sword!"

Wutt!!!

A fierce fight instantly happened. The White Hair Goddess did not want to waste any time, that very second she immediately exerted all her strength.

Not far from the fight, there was also Wind Spear Swordsman Cao Ping who had fought against the man in his fifties.

Judging from the face, it seemed that the heretic swordsman still belonged to the people of the Song Empire. But when viewed from the clothes, it seems that he is the higher-ups of the Perverted Devil Party.

The sound of spears and machetes rang out loud. Sparkling sparks colored the fight of the two of them. Scuffles accompanied by deadly attacks were also immediately issued by the two figures involved.

The low-class warriors who were around, immediately distanced themselves. They do not want to be the victim of wrongful targeting.

Hence, those people immediately looked for a safer place.

While over there, there was another Strange Old Man Tionggoan who was fighting against one of the great figures of the Zhou Empire. It seems like they knew each other before. Because when the fight stops, the two figures are heard to have a conversation.

"Tang Yu, it turns out that you have remained unchanged since long ago. You are still filled with ambition and anger that never goes out," The Strange Old Man Tionggoan told the old man.

"Hahaha .. Since long ago, I have indeed never changed, Luo. Even though I was old, my spirit and ambition never subsided. And this time, I definitely managed to uproot your life," Tang Yu said with a loud laugh.

"Hahaha .. regarding your last words, I am still a little hesitant,"

"Why do you doubt?"

"As long as you know, my present abilities, don't be confused with those of the past,"

"Why is that?"

"Because my current abilities are far different. I think it's you who's gonna be in my hands,"

"Huh, bullshit. If that's true, try to hold on to my style!"

Wutt!!!

Tang Yu slid forward. He gave a few long-range blows. Before the original blow arrived, the magic power and gusts of wind had charged first.

Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan smiled coldly. With a simple move, he had managed to avoid the move.

A moment later, when Tang Yu arrived in front of him, Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan immediately gave a counterattack.

The empty-handed moves that people have been afraid of, were immediately held perfectly. His palms seemed to have increased a lot. Tang Yu himself was made a little confused by it.

Unwilling to stop there alone, Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan again launched another attack.

He urged closer. Then his right leg gave a kick from the side.

The kick hit Tang Yu's ribs. The perverted figure was pushed to the edge. He felt pain in his left.

Blamm!!!

He had not had time to get into position, knowing that the palm of Old Man Strange Tionggoan had come smashing into his chest with a bang. Yang Yu was instantly thrown five steps back.

When his body slides stopped, he vomited quite a lot of blackish blood.