The Sword God of the South

Strange Feelings

The two young swordsmen were engaged in sword fighting for quite some time. Yao Mei continued to attack Zhang Fei mercilessly.

He had even brought out a sword stance that was much higher than before. The sword shadow looked like a hurricane wind scroll that could sweep through anything.

The sound of a sharp wind sounding loud. The dry leaves that fell off on the ground, circled around and then flew into space.

Zhang Fei did not want to lose. He immediately released five parts of his inner energy. The fight was a draw.

Until a dozen of his old moves, the two young warriors continued to engage in sword fighting. Yao Mei moved with agility and speed like an eagle.

Every attack he made was deadly. At any time it can take a human life without having to take a breath.

While Zhang Fei was, he moved calmly and leisurely. Perhaps it was because of these two things that he was able to defend himself until now.

Actually to injure the beautiful girl, for her it was quite easy. Especially with his abilities now.

However, Zhang Fei did not feel the heart to lower his cruel hand against him. For some reason, he felt affection if the white and smooth skin had to be scratched by the tip of his sword.

Let alone injuring let alone killing, even to drop a single hair, he felt not daring.

Though, he himself was aware that the beautiful girl actually had the intention to kill.

Why is he like this? Why should he have compassion for the enemy? Does that mean ....

Ah, he did not dare to think about those things any further.

Without feeling, their fight had already lasted as many as forty moves. Until now, not a single Yao Mei attack had managed to hit the target.

He became angry and curious. Why is his famous ferocious sword style, unable to give satisfactory results? Is it because his feelings are raging? Or is it because the opponent has high knowledge?

Yao Mei did not know. He only knows that his mind and mind are at odds.

On the one hand, he had an obligation to kill the young man, because he had made a mess. But on the other hand, he was also afraid that his sword style would actually be able to kill the young man.

Thus, the two young warriors who were fighting, each of them was feeling something almost the same.

Hence, their fight continued for up to eighty moves.

And just at that time, Zhang Fei suddenly got a golden opportunity to take a step back.

Without thinking any longer, he immediately jumped seven steps back.

"Miss Mei, there's no point in us fighting like this. Although you are the Black Village Leader, but I have nothing to put hostility towards you, let alone any intention to kill you. Absolutely nothing" he said honestly.

Zhang Fei stopped for a moment. Watching the face behind the veil.

After taking a breath, he resumed his words.

"Then I apologize for offending you. Now I'm gonna withdraw. If one day we meet again, I hope we're not in this condition,"

After he finished saying so, without waiting for a reply, Zhang Fei instantly turned his body and darted quickly using his lightening science.

Yush!!!

In one blink of an eye, he had vanished being swallowed up by the darkness of the night.

After his departure, the atmosphere in Kampung Hitam again deserted.

Yao Mei was still standing at her original spot. He felt a little sad when the young man just left.

Mind fucked. Heart's empty. It was as if something had disappeared from his soul.

'Why can't I forget that young man?' inner wondering.

Not wanting to keep thinking about various things, in the end the girl chose to leave immediately.

Once his foot was on the ground, he was far from his original position.

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The hot and hot sun was already greeting the earth. Now it was only noon, Zhang Fei still kept running by utilizing the body lightening science.

Currently, the young swordsman was already far away from Black Village. Even he himself did not know where he was.

Clearly, he continued to run without knowing the word stop.

Some time later, after he found a city, he immediately slowed his pace. From running, now walking.

Zhang Fei walked in the middle of the city. He was looking for a restaurant. As soon as he saw it, without lingering any longer, he headed straight for it.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is very crowded. Especially now is the hour for lunch.

Zhang Fei went inside, he sat in the back seat. As usual, he ordered wine and rice.

After the wine was given by a servant, the young man quickly opened the lid and downed it quite a lot.

He just stopped drinking wine after it was almost half over. At such times, Zhang Fei was actually thinking about his next plan.

One task from his grandfather has been successfully carried out. There was only one more task left, which was to go to the Valley of the Celaksa Flowers. But on the one hand, he also had personal problems with a white-flow party.

The Mountain Sword Party. Especially with their Vice-Chairman. The Golden Swordsman Gan Li.

After all, he never forgot the events in the forest. Where all five of his teachers had to be killed by the higher-ups of the Skull Moon Organization.

And to a lesser extent, their deaths were caused by a human named Gan Li!

"I must demand a reply to the old man. Otherwise, the spirits of my five teachers would not be quiet in nature there," he murmured slowly.

His anger was a little drawn out. Unknowingly, Zhang Fei had let out a murderous appetite that was thick enough that the people by his side felt shudder.

As soon as he realized the situation, he quickly withdrew his murderous lust.

About ten minutes later, a waiter was seen walking to his desk carrying a menu of food.

Once the order was on the table, after the waiter had returned to the back, he quickly ate it.

The way the young man ate was very gluttonous. Either because he was hungry, or was overwhelmed by the menu he ordered.

In less than five minutes, the menu of food he ordered, had already gone into the stomach.

Not wanting to waste too much time, Zhang Fei immediately got up and walked to the cashier to pay the fee.

Now, his stomach is full. The power is also back filled. That means, Zhang Fei just continued his journey again.

He began to walk back while looking for the name of the city that is now inhabited.

Unfortunately, after a long time trying to find, the young man could not also find a signboard, related to whether the name of the city.

What he found next was not the nameplate of the city, but dozens of horses that ran fast from the end of the road ahead there. Each horse was ridden by a tall, burly man in uniform. Like the uniform of the soldier.

A soldier? Were those dozens of horsemen, really Imperial soldiers?

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Sorry I haven't been able to get crazy up, because I have plans to make a new novel again, hehehe ..