Three World Swordsman

162: Kemelut Sect Golok Devil

The night has reached its peak and is rolling to welcome the sun which in a few hours will show its form with a bright light to warm the earth.

BLAAAR BLAAAR

The evening silence leading up to the morning in the Demonic Golok Sect instantly turned into a panic filled with the screams of death after several hours of the departure of its founder, Jiao Xin who was on her way to Song Palace with Song He and the others.

Wang Chun and the dozens of elders immediately woke up and darted towards their sect plaza which was a gathering point in case of an attack.

"Who dares attack us chief?"

One of the elders asked Wang Chun who looked very angry to find reports that their three large buildings and one of them was the Sect Hall, had been destroyed and flattened to the ground.

"Content ... I just got here too. Either from the Ma Group .... Watch out for the attack from the air!!"

Unable to have Wang Chun finish his words, he shouted to the surprise of the hundreds of members of his sect who had gathered in the square with unsheathed weapons in their hands.

Suddenly all eyes looked up into the air and their faces showed the same look, shocked and horrified when they found a ball of light as big as a human head was shooting towards them.

Scrambling to save themselves by jumping as far away from where they stood before was a sight seen later.

But unfortunately the speed of motion of some members who just woke up from his deep sleep, still lost far to the speed of the ball of light.

BLAAAARS

AAARRGGGGH AAARRGGGGH

The loud thumping sound accompanied by the death screams of dozens of members of the Demonic Ghast Sect, rang out as the ball of light struck them.

The ball of light that suddenly enlarged tenfold before it touched the ground, made dozens of people who were late in moving dodge, losing their lives with shattered bodies.

Others were blown away by invisible energy waves, throwing them at the walls of some buildings with their heads first hitting the walls of buildings made of stone and hard wood.

The clashes left dozens of people dead with their heads crushed. The blood-thinning smell instantly enveloped the air of the Sect Square of the Demon Gorge which now had a hole as deep as five meters due to the explosion of the light ball.

"Lack of Alajar!! .... Who are you and why are you attacking our Sect!"

Wang Chun, who had reached the level of the Early Sacred swordsman, immediately shot into the air and floated towards where the ball of light was coming from.

He was surprised when he found the figure of a handsome young man in his teens look grinning at him. He immediately snapped and asked the identity of the young man.

"I ... My name is Yao Chan and I am the son of Yao Zhi from the God Valley Sect who ten years ago the building was destroyed by your teacher the old Bangka Jiao Xin."

The figure that was none other than Yao Chan, smiled widely after saying so. He could see Wang Chun gulp down his saliva hearing the name of the God Valley Sect.

Unbeknownst to those in the Valley of the Gods, at midnight Yao Chan darted towards the Demon Gorge Sect. Yao Chan felt this was his chance to take revenge against Jiao Xin whom he knew had leveled the Deity Valley sect ten years ago.

Moreover the Demon Gorge Sect also played a role in his father's death as they attacked the God Valley Sect along with the alliance formed by Lang Hu of the Black Eagle Sect along with the other three Black Stream Sects.

Knowing that the figure before him wanted to avenge what his teacher had done to the Valley of the Gods, Wang Chun could no longer blame what the young man had just done to his buildings and sect members.

"His strength is very high, perhaps on par with a teacher. Had the teacher been here, perhaps the Demon Gorge Sect could have survived this destruction."

Wang Chun said in his own mind as he felt that the Sect he was leading would soon be destroyed by the highly capable young man before him.

"You think it will be easy to destroy our Sect? You've been dreaming big young man."

Wang Chun exerted all the strength he had, he did not want to hold back his strength and wanted to fight with his full strength from the start.

But his eyes widened and he then rubbed his old eyes several times to ascertain what he now sees. And he was stunned when he realized that his eyes were not lying to him.

The same thing happened to those who were ten meters below the two people who were hovering. A bad premonition immediately infiltrated the minds of hundreds of people from the Golok Demon sect.

The handsome young man in front of him, now there were two people. His face turned pale after hearing the conversation between the two of them.

"Hamba is ready to carry out my Master's word Handsome."

The figure of the fake Yao Chan was seen bending over and said to Yao Chan who looked smiling hearing the duplicate of himself could now speak.

"You face this Pesing Smell Grandpa first yes, I will take care of those below. Remember don't kill him, you just take it off."

The figure of the False Yao Chan nodded his head then turned towards Wang Chun while sniffing his nose a few times, it made Wang Chun and Yao Chan himself astonished.

"What are you doing?"

Yao Chan asked as he frowned.

"My Master's Handsome, what's that Pessimistic smell? And why does it smell so bad?"

Yao Chan patted his forehead, realizing that the duplicate figure he formed from his qi energy, was still stupid even though he could now speak.

"Have not asked much, quickly do your job!"

"Ready!! The order of my Master Handsome was carried out

Yao Chan who was confused on how to explain it, immediately rebuked the duplicate figure himself to face Wang Chun.

A fake Yao Chan figure immediately shot towards Wang Chun who gasped at the speed shown by him.

Yao Chan smiled then took out the Rainbow Sword from his Dimension Space Bracelet. A moment later Yao Chan's body had disappeared and was suddenly in the midst of the Hundred-member Gorge Demon sect that was in the Sect Square.

The screams of death also sounded earthy as Yao Chan moved his sword, in one slash three to six people floated his life with a severed neck and head rolling to the ground.

The members of the Dazzling Demon Sect partially felt trepidation and tried to stay away from the figure of Yao Chan who moved like a hungry lion. Others were angry that their friend or brother had been killed.

Those who tried to stay away from Yao Chan, had to accept the fact that they could not simply do so. Hundreds of lives were lost in the hands of Yao Chan, whose robe was covered in blood.

The blood-thinning smell filled the air of the Radical Demon Sect and the pile of corpses began to rise when only five minutes ago Yao Chan attacked them.

While the figure of the False Yao Chan looks cool fighting with Wang Chun who is repeatedly heard cursing annoyed and berating the False Yao Chan.

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