The Sword God of the South

Urge Opponents

Yush!!!

The old woman darted using the science of lightening the body. Since he realized this time was not the right time to play around, then once he intervened, he immediately pulled out a limp sword which was his mainstay weapon.

As soon as the sword came out of the scabbard, the bone-chilling cold instantly spread widely.

Before Master Yi attacked, the White Hair Goddess had successfully preceded him. Various types of powerful sword techniques and difficult to find a match have been held perfectly.

The old man called Mr. Yi looked surprised as he watched the moves cast by the White Hair Goddess.

As a result he was a little lrmgsu, so almost his body became a slash of the tip of the opponent's sword. It was still fortunate that he was able to survive from hurriedly jumping backwards.

If only he had taken one or two breaths too late, fresh blood would have gushed out from his body.

Moreover, the arrival of the White Hair Goddess attack back then was really fast and unexpected.

"Great as well this old lady. I have to be even more careful" he muttered while looking at the martial World Grandfather.

Yush!!!

Mr. Yi is moving. He immediately took out a short sword that was stored on his waist. Because he did not want to lose to the opponent, he immediately issued a sword style that had raised his name in the martial world.

The sword attack happened instantly. The loud clash sounded deafening. Sparks of sparks also seemed to be blushing in the middle of the darkness of the night.

The two swordsmen kept on exchanging moves. Their fight was going fiercely. Sometimes the Goddess of White Hair was in an attacking position. Not infrequently, Mr. Yi managed to urge him.

Currently dozens of pairs of eyes were watching the fight of the two. Each one felt tense.

So far, who is the winner of the fight still seems difficult to determine. This happens because they seem balanced.

Wutt!!! Wutt!!!

The body of the White Hair Goddess moved to and fro. It looked like a wind that was free to blow anywhere.

The limp sword in his hand was still moving swiftly. He continued to attack to the weak point on his opponent's body.

Mr. Yi began to be desperate. But a few breaths later, he was seen back in his original position.

Suddenly the Goddess of White Hair launched a sudden attack. His sword pierced quickly towards the heart.

The branch!!!

Clashes happen. Mr. Yi was apparently able to fend off the attack. The White Hair Goddess jumped back seven steps.

He remained silent, nodding his head several times.

"So that's the weak point, yes," the old woman muttered as she threw a broad smile.

Yush!!!

He's back on the move. This time, the White Hair Goddess had already brought out the Ice Core Sword style that had been her mainstay style all along.

The cold suddenly spread wider and more pronounced than before. After he took out the stance, Mr. Yi immediately looked half-dead shocked.

His eyes glared big. He stood in his place as if amazed to see the movement of the moves.

Wutt!!! Srett!!! Srett!!!

The Goddess of White Hair did not waste the opportunity. Seeing the other party begin to be exposed to the illusion from his nurse, he immediately scouted her with a sword slash that came never stopping.

Fresh blood immediately came out quite profusely. The old man's face looked deathly pale. He only realized his position after the blood that came out began to wet the entire body.

"Sir Yi, move aside!" a loud cry suddenly sounded.

As soon as noticed, it turned out that the figure was none other than Tang San.

For a moment he seemed to notice the movements of the White Hair Goddess. After a single breath later, he immediately attacked fiercely.

The clash between the two guns happened again. But this time, the characters involved in the fight did not stop. They continue their efforts in their own way.

The White Hair Goddess was still thundering the stance of the Ice Core Sword. At the start of the fight, he could still urge the other party. But after walking for twenty moves, the old woman's position began to be threatened.

Tang San began to urge him with difficult-to-read moves. He also occasionally launches kicks as a way to distract opponents.

Bukk!!!

One of the kicks he gave finally managed to hit the rib of the White Hair Goddess. The old woman was immediately thrown to the side and was able to roll on the ground three times.

Tang San did not want to wait any longer. On witnessing the helpless White Hair Goddess, he hurriedly jumped towards her and prepared to end the fight.

But who would have thought, just before he arrived near the White Hair Goddess, suddenly another shadow flashed again.

Plakk!!!

His right hand was slammed hard. Someone had hit that hand with a deep energy boost. He almost fell down. It was fortunate that Tang San could immediately balance himself, so that his position could return perfectly.

"You think you're the only one who can interfere with someone else's fight?" Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan said in a cold tone.

He looked very fed up with the person in front of him.

"Two bangka, don't interfere. You better just go home," Tang San said with a mocking smile.

"Hehehe .. is really an arrogant person. I want to know where your true abilities are,"

"You sure you can beat me?" Tang San pulled a face. From every word that came out of his mouth, anyone knew that he was humbling the Tionggoan Strange Old Man back then.

"You want me to prove it?" ask the old man while trying to be calm.

"If you're capable, try it,"

"Okay, take this,"

Yush!!!

Old Man Bizarre Tionggoan instantly launched his first attack. He delivered a series of hard punches containing high levels of magic power.

That series of punches was no ordinary move. It was one of the moves he had relied on all along.

The longer he attacked, the more powerful the attack and energy contained within.

Tang San began to be cornered. He could no longer maintain his previous position. During these times, he had only been able to dodge every attack that came.

He no longer dared to fend off the attack directly. The reason is because every time there is a collision, then he will feel his hands hurt and ache unusually.

All his life, only this time did he find an opponent as tough as the Tionggoan Strange Old Man.

Although the weapon is still held in hand, it turns out that the weapon is not able to provide much help.

Fifteen years have passed back. During that time, Tang San had always been in a desperate position. He was constantly attacked with varying styles.

His entire body had become the moons of the Strange Old Man Tionggoan. So without him knowing, bruises and deep wounds that are quite severe have been created.

About five moves later, a hard tofu punch landed right on his chest. He was thrown far back.

It was fortunate that at that moment there was someone who was moving quickly to hold back his body slide. Otherwise, perhaps Tang San's body would stop sliding after hitting a large tree.