The Sword God of the South

An Old All-White

The old man stopped for a moment. He swigged the wine back three times. After it was finished, the Shadowless Arak God only continued on again.

"Without the Book of the Sword God being the pair of swords itself, the heirloom is nothing. Although the sharpness is still perfect, but the ability and prestige will not come out at all,"

"Oh, really? So ... The Sword of the God King will function to its full potential when juxtaposed against his book?" ask the Sword of Farewell.

"That's right," he said.

"Hemm .. interesting too,"

The characters just understood that. They had thought that the sword would still be dangerous even in the hands of others.

It turned out that after hearing the speech of the Shadowless God Arak, the opposite happened.

"Indeed, the Sword of the God King was specially made by the ancestors of the Zhang Family in such a way as to be different from the heirloom weapons in general,"

"So so .. yes, yes, I understand now," said Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan.

"According to the story I've heard, the ancestor of the Zhang Family deliberately did this out of fear that someday the Sword of the God King would fall into the hands of the enemy. So, before the worry really happened, they had prepared everything first" the Shadowless God Arak said further.

"Truly amazing. Since long ago, the Zhang Family has indeed never disappointed," the Wind Spear Swordsman said giving a heartfelt compliment.

In the martial world there are always and a lot of unique things that have never been thought of before.

For example, an heirloom weapon. There are heirloom weapons that will function the same even though they are already held by different people, and most are like this.

But on the other hand, there are still unique types of heirlooms. That is, when it has fallen into the hands of others, then the heirloom weapon will not be able to function optimally as it should for several reasons.

An example would be the Sword of the God King!

After knowing the truth, the martial world figures immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They are so grateful for this incident.

"Now, the problem is precisely that of Fei's son," after some time stopped, finally the Shadowless Arak God spoke again.

"What's wrong with her?" ask the Goddess of White Hair.

"Imagine it, the sword is no longer there. Then, how could he possibly fight?"

"Didn't Fei's son still have a lot of other mistresses?"

"It's true, I know this too. But don't you also know, that Fei's son is basically a swordsman? Not the empty-handed swordsman Old Man Weird Tionggoan,"

"Ah ... right as well," Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan sighed heavily. "If this were the case, reality would become even more difficult,"

The others sighed slowly. They just thought about this.

Everyone knew that Zhang Fei relied heavily on his swordsmanship skills. Even if he has empty-handed science and the like, it is only to increase supplies.

Now if his sword was not there, how could he possibly participate in the decisive battle of nenri?

The heads of the martial world figures immediately felt pain. They dizzy seven roving when looking for a way out.

The atmosphere there was quiet for quite a while. Everyone drowned with their thoughts.

"Hemm .. no. We'll think about this tomorrow. Now, we better get some sleep. I feel so tired" said the Shadowless God Arak.

Not long after the departure of the Shadowless Arak God, the other martial World Grandfathers followed immediately.

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Meanwhile, currently five healers of the Persilatan World Chairman Building are still in the treatment room.

They had just finished their task in an attempt to treat Zhang Fei.

"Everything's sorted out. In this way, I think Chairman Fei's life can be saved. Now we just have to wait for him to wake up" said one of the healers to the others.

"alright. Then let's get out of here. Let Chairman Fei rest first,"

"Yes, come on,"

The five healers immediately came out. Not long after that, from another angle appeared two warriors who then stood on the right and left side of the door to guard.

The atmosphere in the Persilatan World Chairman Building was quiet again. The important figures there were already soundly asleep.

At the same time, Zhang Fei suddenly seemed to be dreaming. In his subconscious, he saw an old man dressed in all white.

The old man was very powerful. Zhang Fei could sense that clearly. At that time the old man was sitting on a large rock while facing the empty courtyard in the middle of the wilderness.

Zhang Fei was still standing right behind him.

There were no other humans there except the two of them. The atmosphere of the forest is quite crowded because the animals in it sound alternately.

Zhang Fei was very curious about the figure in front of him. He did not know who the old man was. But strangely, despite feeling unfamiliar, but his heart suddenly felt cold. Zhang Fei was neither afraid nor worried.

"Zhang Fei, come here. Standing before me," the all-white old man suddenly said. His voice sounds smooth. But we are very powerful.

From behind that voice it was as if there was an invisible force that could force one to obey his words.

Zhang Fei is no exception. After hearing it, that second also his two feet immediately stepped. He stopped after arriving in front of him.

Once there, Zhang Fei finally saw how the old man's face looked. It turned out that his pair of eyes were extremely sharp. Just like the eyes of a tiger.

Both aliases and the beard that touches the chest also have the same color. On the right chest, visible there is a symbol of a dragon embroidered with great beauty.

"Ma-maf, who is this sir?" zhang Fei asked in a bold manner.

"Zhang Fei, do you know how you're doing right now?" instead of answering, the old man asked a question.

But because he was reluctant, Zhang Fei finally answered the question.

"Yes .. I know, sir. I had very severe injuries all over my body. Not only that, there were even fifteen secret weapon rods contained at every crucial point," Zhang Fei quickly replied.

He still remembers and continues to imagine the bitter events that happened to him. Not only that, even Zhang Fei was also unable to forget the faces of the people who did so.

Until at any time, he would continue to remember who the culprits were!

Meanwhile, the old man in white was seen smiling at him.

"It turns out your memory is still sharp" he said gently. "But you should know, now your condition is much better. Your body has no more problems. The problem now is that you no longer hold the Sword of the God King!"