The Sword God of the South

The Science of the Sword

Zhang Fei staggered. He almost fell to the ground. It was fortunate that the young man was able to balance his body, otherwise he might now have smelled the hard ground.

"Old man, why are you attacking me?" ask him out loud.

Zhang Fei was already angry. He did not accept it because the old man attacked him suddenly.

Only, he did not want to act rashly. As a martialist, of course he also knew that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary human being.

"That's because you didn't hear me," the old man replied with a smile.

"Listen or not, that's my right. You can't force me to leave here,"

Zhang Fei was insisting. Whatever happened, he was unwilling to leave the White Cloud Mountain. Moreover, to reach here was not an easy matter.

The journey to White Cloud Mountain required a hard struggle. Even he had to be willing to lose the horse that had become his best friend. More than that, almost his life also floated because it was gangred by the residents of Black Village.

With such a hard and risky struggle, how could he possibly want to just walk away?

"Basic of young people. You're really stubborn" the old man smiled back.

He seems to be a smiling man. Every time he spoke, that soft, warm smile never disappeared from his lips.

Inwardly, he himself actually liked the young man's persona. In his opinion, Zhang Fei was a young man who had a stubborn and unyielding disposition.

Unfortunately, he could not carry himself. So that he puts forward his lust, rather than his way of thinking.

"That's it, old man. Let me go into the woods. I want to find someone,"

While saying so, Zhang Fei had already traced the ground. His body immediately slid off very quickly. Since then, he had been preparing to bring out the science of lightening his body to the highest point.

That was why, at the time he had shot just now, his speed was difficult to follow with the eyes. Ordinary people would definitely not be able to follow his movements.

With such speed, let alone a second-rate swordsman, even a matchmaker, it would definitely be a little difficult to catch him.

But who was the nyana, once he arrived near the old man dressed in all white, suddenly he felt something clasping his collar tightly.

Know-how, Zhang Fei's body was already above the air as high as one inch.

The old man's right hand clasped his collar tightly.

"Your lightening up your body is good. Unfortunately, you're too careless" said the old man.

"Omong empty!"

Zhang Fei was getting angry. He could no longer hold back his lust.

Kingg!!!

The Sword of the God King was instantly plucked out. One breath next, he immediately launched a slash from the right.

The attack targeted the old man's neck.

With such a close distance, it was certain that his slash would be successful and impossible to stop.

The crapp!!!

Suddenly the heirloom sword stopped in the middle of the road. The white monkey who was standing at the old man's side, was already clutching the Sword of the God King.

Zhang Fei glared at his eyes. If he does not witness and experience directly, he will not believe this incident.

How could an ape, capable of withstanding his sword slash, even with one hand?

The young man was really shocked. Half shocked dead.

He tried to draw his sword. Unfortunately, the effort did not work. The sword is hard to let go. Not even moving a bit.

The white monkey hand was really sturdy. Like the White Cloud Mountain.

"Let go!"

The attack just came suddenly. If only the white monkey had not released the sword, his facial bones would have crumbled.

Thankfully, the animal was smart. Just before Zhang Fei's kick arrived, he had unleashed the opponent's weapon and moved his body to dodge.

Now the sword has gone. He continued with the next attack on the old man.

Wutt!!!

Before the attack succeeded, the old man instead pushed his body. Again he was thrown back.

"You're a swordsman?" ask her while frowning.

"If so, why?" zhang Fei asked as if he did not accept.

"Hemm, interesting. What if I want to try your swordsmanship?"

"Who's afraid. Unplug your weapon, old man!"

His words began to get rough. This happened because Zhang Fei was already unhappy with the old man.

"Take a tree branch" said the old man giving orders to the white monkey.

The beast nodded. He then climbed up a tree, and quickly picked up a tree branch.

After getting it, the white monkey immediately gave it to the master.

Now, in the old man's hand was a tree branch as big as an index finger. Half a fathom long.

Anyone knows, the twig is very fragile. Let alone being slashed by a sword, even broken by a hand, would certainly be smashed into pieces.

"This is my weapon" said the old man, pointing at a twig.

"Old man, are you insulting me?"

"Don't say much. Just take out all the swordsmanship you have,"

"As a swordsman, I don't want to attack enemies who don't use weapons,"

"Using a weapon or not, the result would definitely be the same. You're just a big mouth, and unable to provide any real evidence,"

Both of Zhang Fei's ears were suddenly hot as they were being burned when he heard the words just now. Her face flushed. Reddened with anger!

"Two fucking jackbirds! All right, you're the one who asked me to attack,"

It directly channels energy and pure air throughout the body. Not to forget as well, he channeled the two into the entire trunk of the Sword God King.

"See attack!"

Zhang Fei shouted out loud. He immediately gave his first attack with the heirloom weapon.

The prowess of the sword shadow instantly filled the space. Once he intervened, he had brought out the first moves of the God Sword Book.

His attack was really great. The entire body of the opponent becomes a target. The sword swept away everything around.

On the other hand, the old man seemed to be smiling with excitement. The little branches of the tree moved here and there.

All the attacks launched by Zhang Fei, missed the target. Wherever his sword moved, there must have been a branch of a tree fending it off.

A dozen moves have passed back. The young man was still trying to cripple his opponent.

Even now, he had brought out all the swordsmanship he mastered perfectly.

The Extinguishing Moisture Eliminating the Shadow that he called was truly terrifying. The roar of strong winds and roaring sounds like thousands of bees were clearly heard.

The sounds were very ear-piercing. If his opponent was an ordinary person, he would have been affected by it from the very beginning.

Too bad, the old man was no ordinary opponent. His ability turned out to be really great.