The Sword God of the South

Get Out of the Detention Room

After successfully killing the lives of the Three Old Bandits, the Palm of the Hand of Death immediately cleaned his clothes from the dust. Then the old man walked over and invited Zhang Fei to leave immediately.

"Don't waste any more time, son of Fei," he said without stopping his steps.

"Good, teacher. I see," Zhang Fei immediately walked over and followed behind him.

After the departure of the two, now in the holding room there is no one alive anymore. There were only three dead bodies.

The condition of the Three Old Bandits was really sloppy. Indeed, among them no one was spitting blood on his body. In the slightest, no blood came out.

It's just that on each of their chests there are traces of palms deep enough. Not only that, even around the area affected by the palm it looks blackened.

Meanwhile, Pek Ma and Zhang Fei's journey out was originally smooth and unimpeded. Moreover, both of them had walked into the desolate hallways. It was intended that they would not meet the guards.

But who would have thought, the hallway did not connect them directly out of the residence of Reporter Wang. The hallway only reached the front page.

So, inevitably they have to walk to the front yard which is the entrance.

Naas, the second step must stop. Because now, in that courtyard there were many people gathered. The guards present were about twenty people, not to mention two black-veiled people along with Reporter Wang as well.

All those people were waiting and were already in a state of alert.

"Teacher, how is this?" zhang Fei asked, panicking.

"Just calm. We can still get out safely" Pek Ma replied confidently.

Zhang Fei nodded. He was confident in his teacher's words. Moreover, the young man already knew to where his abilities were.

They walked back to the front. Although there were already dozens of people waiting, but both of them did not pay attention to it.

Neither Pek Ma nor Zhang Fei, both behaved that there was no one else in the courtyard except just them.

"Stop!"

Reporter Wang suddenly shouted in his own distinctive voice. The fat person immediately went up black because of the attitude of the two strangers.

In his life, he would most dislike someone ignoring him. Therefore, it is not surprising that now he is angry with both.

"You're calling us?" pek Ma asked as he looked at her.

"Who else if not you?"

"Oh, sorry," he said with a smile. "What do you need to call me?"

"Don't say much. Get on your knees in front of me. Surrender before my men kill you, "Journalist Wang said without wasting much time.

"Rather than surrender, I'd rather be killed by your men, fat,"

Zhang Fei who had been silent all of a sudden made a sound. His tone was ordinary, only his words sounded very spicy.

So spicy, that the face of Journalist Wang was flushed.

"Rubby child. It's a good thing I didn't kill you. How dare you talk to me like that" journalist Wang said very angrily.

"Who did not kill? Cih, fat people better not talk too much,"

"Son's son. Kill her!"

As it grew longer, Zhang Fei's words grew more painful, then in the end Reporter Wang could not help himself anymore.

He immediately ordered that his men kill them both. Not only men, even two black-clad bodyguards were also immediately taken down.

After the order was handed down, dozens of people immediately attacked blindly. They first surrounded before finally launching a stab and slash.

Thankfully, they are not ordinary sheep. They are sheep that can turn into dragons!

Yush!!!

Without waiting for orders from his teacher, Zhang Fei immediately made a move. He welcomed all of his opponent's attacks.

Because his strength has recovered, then of course his ability also returned to how it was. He moved like an impenetrable wind.

Back then, the Sword of the God King had already been plucked out. With the heirloom weapon, he could easily break the attacks and weapons of dozens of people.

The loud clanking sound began to enliven the atmosphere of the night. Just for a moment a cry of enduring pain echoed in the middle of the air.

The people of Reporter Wang are not high-class warriors. They are the guards who can only base silat science. Therefore, it is not a difficult thing to paralyze it.

In less than fifteen minutes, half of them had been sprawled on the grass.

Zhang Fei did not kill him. He also knew they were innocent. Those people were only acting according to the orders of their employer.

Whereas on the other hand, along with what the young man was doing, Pek Ma had already fought quite fiercely against the two black veiled people.

Although he never asked, but he knew that the two were none other than members of the Black Banner Party.

From this, he increasingly understood that the relationship between Journalist Wang and the Black Banner Party was indeed quite close.

"What branch are you from?" ask Pek Ma in the middle of the fight.

"You don't need to know which branch we're from,"

"Hemm, great. Turns out stubborn too,"

"Don't talk too much old, feel this, man,"

The man snaps loudly. He immediately launched a great move. Fast and fierce.

But along with that, Pek Ma had even moved first.

Since the time was not much, then the old man decided to pull out the same stance as before.

The Devil's Circle!

After issuing the move, the position of the two black-veiled people was immediately under the wind. They cannot give a meaningful fight.

About ten moves later, one by one they were thrown backwards seven steps.

Just like the Three Old Bandits, as soon as his body touched the ground, his life had already drifted from the body.

It turned out that along with the completion of the fight on the Palm of the Death Hand, by his side Zhang Fei had also experienced something similar.

Almost all of Hartawan Wang's men were already lying on the ground with quite severe injuries.

Although there were still those who were able to stand up, but they were unable to do anything about it. Moreover, those people had already been mentally hit by seeing dozens of his comrades who were victims of Zhang Fei's ferocity.

The young man then walked closer towards Hartawan Wang. After a distance of about five steps, he immediately threw a cold smile.

"Fat, what are you going to do now?" tanyakanya.

"I ... I ..."

Reporter Wang could not say. He was afraid of the two people in front of him. Especially after seeing what they did.