The Sword God of the South

The Sword God of the South
The Battle of the Four Empires IV



"Campus you!" said the Shadowless God Arak while shouting loudly.


Blarr!!!


A loud voice sounded immediately. Dust billowed high and covered the scene.


All the pairs of eyes that witnessed the incident were both holding their breath. They were already impatient and wanted to know what had happened in the middle of the fighting arena.


Most people thought that the Shadowless Sword God must have managed to defeat the Demon Stick Swordsman. Especially at that time, the perverted figure was in a condition that did not allow to avoid.


So that almost eighty percent of the people there think that the fight will be finished.


But who would have thought, just at the moment the dust disappeared, it turned out that everything was not in accordance with what they had expected.


The devastating blow that the Shadowless Sword God had just unleashed did not hit the Demon Stick Swordsman! The punch hit an empty spot.


Instead, the battle arena became sunken as a result of the violent and devastating blow just now.


Meanwhile, the current Demon Stick Swordsman was seen on the other side of the corner. Until now, apparently he still did not get his position perfectly.


"It seems like he is pushing himself too much," the White Hair Goddess gave a judgment.


"To be more precise, he still has enough energy to avoid the blow of the arak demon," continued Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan.


"Rightly what Master Kai Luo said," said the Farewell Swordsman. "That means, the Demon Stick Swordsman also has abilities that are no less powerful than the Shadowless Sword God,"


The other characters nodded. They also agree with his words. Moreover, everything that was said was already clearly evident in plain sight. Even a moment ago, they had all witnessed it themselves.


Keep in mind, the attack launched by the Shadowless Arak God just now was really fast like lightning. At the same time, he had expended almost all of his energy and abilities.


The soul of a number one Martial World Grandfather unleashed all his strength, then you can imagine how the result would be.


But in reality, the Demon Stick Swordsman could still save himself from the attack.


That is, he was no less distant than the Shadowless Arak God. You could say, in his own country maybe he also has an equivalent position.


While in the middle of the arena, the old man seemed to take a deep breath several times. Not to forget, he also tried to control himself again.


After calming down, the Shadowless Arak God only said again. "Great, with such a quick attack, it turns out you can still dodge. Though in this world not many people are able to save themselves from my anger," he said with a cynical smile.


"Hahaha .. You're too arrogant, old man. You think you're the greatest warrior? Hemm ... I have said before, until at any time, you will never be able to kill me," replied the Demon Wand Swordsman as he drew his face.


The Shadowless God of Arak did not say much anymore. He didn't want to waste any longer.


After making preparations for a while, his body suddenly shot back very quickly. Just one breath away, knowing the old man had arrived before the Swordsman of the Demon Wand.


Wutt!!! Wutt!!!


Pure Arak Jars moving. The silver-white light immediately filled the space. Eve the weapon issued by the unique heirloom weapon made his opponent a little depressed.


The Demon Stick Swords. Just for a moment, his body had several times almost become an easy target for the urn.


Because of that incident, he was really shocked. From this, he could judge that the Shadowless Arak God seemed to have taken a more serious attitude than before.


The heirloom stick that had been accompanying him in traveling the martial world, continued to flicker to and fro. The stick attempted to deflect or counterattack.


But unfortunately the effort he put in was not as smooth as his shadow. Although he had tried his hardest, but to touch the body of the Shadowless Arak God it felt very difficult.


He himself was astonished by this incident. Though, clearly he has increased the speed, but why the results remain nil?


"just free. You won't be able to touch my body!" said the Shadowless God Arak as if he knew what his opponent was thinking at that moment.


Wutt!!!


Without delaying any more time, he immediately lunged and continued his efforts back. The attacks that came became even stranger and always fickle.


It made the Demon Wand Swordsman even more confused. He was confused as to where to go and how to save himself.


Prosecutors!!!


By the time the fierce fight reached the tenth hundredth century, suddenly quite a heartbreaking voice sounded. Along with the lie, there was a heart-wrenching scream.


Everyone held their breaths while glaring at his eyes.


When the dust in the middle of the arena had disappeared, those present immediately immediately saw that there was already a figure lying stiff with blood that kept coming out of the batik of his head.


Swordsman of the Demon Stick!


The old man was already dead. Killed with cracked head!


The Shadowless God Arak was still standing right in front of him. The old man looked at the corpse in front of him with a cynical look. Suddenly, his heart was very satisfied.


"Child Fei, one of those fuckers I killed!" he muttered as he continued to look at the corpse of the Demon Stick Swordsman.


Meanwhile, after knowing what was happening there, suddenly Advisor Mu was seen walking into the middle of the arena. Behind him were several officers who were then told to carry the body.


"The winner is the Shadowless God Arak of the Song Empire," he said in a loud voice.


Applause and cheers again filled the courtyard of the Song Imperial Palace.


After successfully finishing his fight, the Shadowless Arak God immediately returned to the place where the others were.


Whereas on the other hand, the Jin Empire party was currently seen looking towards the Shadowless Arak God. It was clear that these people held a deep grudge against the old man.


"Satan Arak, it seems like they hate you," whispered the Strange Old Man Tionggoan as he glanced towards the tent of the Jin Empire.


"I know," replied the Shadowless God Arak lightly. "Leave it. I want to see what they want to do, "he continued again with a cold smile.


While in the middle of the fighting arena, after the blood was cleaned, it was seen that Counselor Mu had already re-held two pieces of paper. A moment later he immediately opened and mentioned who would be the next match.


"World Chief of the Green Swordsman Armor, the representative of the Jin Empire,"


"The Swordsman of the Four Swords, the representative of the Zhou Empire,"