The Sword of Azuya

The Sword of Azuya
The Sword of Azuya and the Dragon Sword Reunited



After reaching the middle of the village, Qiao Li and the white tiger demon stopped their steps. Both of them spread their eyes around him.


"Hey who are you! how dare you look for things!" exclaimed one of the members of the Sanca sect that stepped forward and faced each other with Qiao Li.


"I'm just an ordinary person who wants to take back our own from you!" replied Qiao Li who also exclaimed.


"What do you mean, I don't understand!" the man cried out in curiosity.


"Isn't this yellow bamboo village a school of yellow bamboo?" qiao asked who spread his gaze around him and he saw that the buildings in the yellow Bamboo school were still the same as the ones he had encountered before.


"Huh.ha....! now that this place belongs to us, there will be no more history about the yellow bamboo sect!" exclaim the man with his joy.


"Oh so! What if I'm gonna take it back, and reverse your words! I will remove the Sanca cult from history!" exclaimed Qiao Li loudly.


"How dare you be a boy! fight us first!" exclaimed the man furiously and prepared to fight Qiao Li.


"I don't want to deal with you! but if you force me, then I will fight you all! so go ahead!" qiao Li exclaimed as he set his sights on the members of the Sanca hibiscus sect that had surrounded him.


"It's so arrogant, fine if it wants you! attack her!" exclaimed the man who had earlier spoken to Qiao Li.


"GROAN...!" exclaim all the members who followed the cue from the men who gave their command.


Reusing his wind control technique, Qiao Li blew all the members of the Sanca sect off in just one blow.


"Well...!"


All the members of the Sanca sect were blown backwards violently.


"Bad! it's worth challenging us all!" the male grumbled that was talking to Qiao Li earlier.


The man pulled out his sword and prepared to attack Qiao Li.


"Feel this!" exclaimed the man who had already swung his sword towards Qiao Li.


Qiao Li casually made a movement of pushing the man and, unnoticed by the man, slammed himself far back and hit the walls of the surrounding buildings.


"Big...!" The man groaned in pain.


"Don't I just say I have nothing to do with you. Since you asked for it yourself, you must feel the wind blowing from my style!" exclaimed Qiao Li while commenting on his smile.


"Hopp hiaat....!"


Suddenly, from the direction of the college hall, a handsome man appeared who was dressed up before Qiao Li.


"Who are you, boy! how dare to tear this hard-earned college I snatch!" exclaim the man with his wrath.


"Why do you know my name, I'm just an ordinary person with no achievements!" reply Qiao Li who did not want to show his true identity.


"Bad you! feel this!" exclaimed the man who was preparing with his nurse. From his hand took out a flame, and the fire was aimed at Qiao Li.


"The firebender! isn't it just Ju Long's brother who has it?" ask in the heart of Qiao Li who then issued his wind control style to match the Fire control style of the man in front of him.


"Bmr....!"


Qiao li's wind-control moves could not match the fire-control moves. Even that made the fire grow bigger.


"Well.ha...ha....! just like this is the style you have!" exclaimed the man who was none other than Bing Wen, Kwee hu's husband.


Qiao Li took a breath and took it out slowly, he changed his manager from windblower to waterbending style.


"Evil is fought with good, fire is fought with water!" muttered Qiao Li whose hands were like dancing and drew the yellow river water that was near them.


Qiao Li made the water into waves and eventually became a sizable water ball and was ready for him to throw at his opponent.


"What! it turns out you also have a water-control style! bing Wen was surprised.


"Prepare!" exclaimed Qiao Li who then threw a water ball like a person who was hitting the ball in a volleyball game.


"Hopp hiaat!" exclaimed Qiao Li who had already thrown the water ball.


"Cless...!" and the fire that was in Bing Wen's hand suddenly died and Bing Wen's hand let out a thin smoke.


"Bad! you made me shower twice!" bing Wen who was furious.


"Heh...he...he...!"


Laughter White tiger demon who had been a spectator of the feud.


"Dragon Sword!"


Bing Wen took out the sword that Ju long had always carried yesterday.


"So the Dragon sword was discovered by Bing Wen!" muttered in Qiao Li's heart who was seriously paying attention to the Sword held by Bing Wen.


"Why are you silent? do you already know the prowess of this Dragon sword?" bing Wen asked with a thin smile.


"Chairman Sanca the flower must be kept away from the fire dragon's sword! yes, I have to snatch that sword!'' muttered in Qiao Li's heart who was preparing for the middle of the fight.


"Hop hiaat....!"


"Sword Azuya!" call Qiao Li and instantly the sword Azuya appears in the girl's hand.


"Azuya Sword? so you're the veiled swordsman!" bing Wen exclaimed who was furious because the other day his business was always thwarted by a veiled swordsman, who was Xin Xin Xin Qiao Li's mother who became a veiled swordsman.


"Indeed I'm a veiled swordsman, what's the matter with you before?" qiao Li asked who was trying to pry Bing Wen's problems with her mother.


"Ah, pretend you don't know!" exclaimed Bing Wen who was already preparing with his fire dragon sword.


Bing Wen continued to attack Qiao Li with his Dragon sword and Qiao Li tried to fend off any attacks of Bing Wen with the sword Azuya gave his mother.


"Hopp hiaat...!"


"Trad.... Trangs... Trangs.... Trang...!"


"Trad.... Trangs... Trangs.... Trang...!"


"Trad.... Trangs... Trangs.... Trang...!"


And the battle continued until it stayed away from the battle arena in the middle of the yellow bamboo village.


The two swords continued to clash and no one had been defeated or defeated yet.


Without feeling the day had changed night, their battle in the Yellow Bamboo village. Both are running out of energy.


"Wuzzzz...!"


The cold from the gusts of wind in the yellow river valley began to seep into their bones.


Those who were unprepared wore thick clothes, trembling from the powerless cold of the night wind in the Yellow river valley.


"Wuzzz...!"


The wind again enveloped them. Suddenly Bing Wen's palm let out a fire.


Slowly the flames engulfed the male body of the husband of the Eternal Snow sect's leader.


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