Golden Dragon Swordsman S2
Giving Punishment

In a vast expanse of land, white tigers and squirrels the size of an elephant were fighting fiercely. Whether it was just a match practice or a serious fight, but surely both of them seemed to be unwilling to budge.

As far as the place of the fight they had sustained severe damage. Many large and deep puddles of land, chunks of land are also scattered everywhere. To the southwest, Hulao and Honglong were grappling, rolling around each other.

"Give up the rancid squirrel, if I want your body from earlier I've shredded." Hulao growled while locking on Honglong's neck with the position of his arms and body as he hugged her from behind.

"I won't give up old cat bangka!!" Having the pressure of Hulao's lockdown slightly weakened, Honglong acted quickly to take advantage of the situation by clawing, then twisting Hulao's hand until it let him slip from the lockdown. Then the squirrel jumped back as far as possible to give himself time to prepare for the next attack.

Hulao roared in pain while enduring the pain in the part of his hand that was torn deep enough. After that he looked at Honglong with eyes so sharp. Slowly his eyeballs turned red, a sign of him being completely angry.

Honglong's body involuntarily shook violently, his instinct telling him to step away and give up. But his body could not move at all, even to say a single word he could not.

"Here's my patience, you fucking squirrel!! Now accept my anger.." Hulao roared loudly upwards, causing powerful shock waves and a huge explosion that shook the ground.

Wuuusssh...

The figure of Hulao disappeared, all that was seen at this moment was a whirlpool of tornadoes rolling rapidly towards Honglong.

Seen as Honglong could only resign, he closed his eyes deploring his over-indulgence. Actually, the squirrel just wants to make Hulao as a rival not as an enemy. But because his attitude is too excessive to make the relationship between the two often cause conflict.

After waiting for some time but did not feel the attack coming, Honglong had thought that he had died without feeling pain. But hearing a familiar voice, he opened his eyes.

"Sir..." Honglong widened his eyes when he saw a human figure dressed in all white with long hair tied backwards was on his back.

Arya who had just come out from the dimension of Hei'an Forest suddenly gasped when she saw the fight of her two pet demons. He swiftly disappeared and blocked the pace of the Hulao attack that led to where Honglong stood.

The speed of the tornado scroll from Hulao's lesion instantly vanished and the white Tiger itself bounced for tens of meters when it almost hit Arya's body.

It was all because the white tiger was already bound by a contract with Arya, so any form of attack from her would vanish by itself, as it would not be able to injure its own master.

Arya stared angrily at Hulao who was lying before her. "Once I've warned you, if I see you fighting again, you'll have to face severe punishment." It was under pressure.

Hearing so, Hulao and Honglong shuddered in horror. Imagining the punishment he would receive alone had made them break out in cold sweat and feel pain all over the body. Although they do not want to get the punishment, they can only resign themselves to not dare to argue because they realize that all this is their own fault. 

With a gontai move, Honglong approached Arya. Arriving in front of the young man, Honglong immediately knelt down with a low gaze to the ground. "It's all my fault, sir, I admit I was wrong for always making Hulao angry. So let me alone take that punishment."

Hulao was a little surprised to not believe the speech that Honglong said. He was wondering why suddenly the naughty squirrel behaved like that.

"Based on a rancid squirrel, she's very smart to look for face." Hulao in the Heart.

Arya smiled, she was not ignorant of Honglong's character and absurdity. But because he did not want to choose love, the young man still punished both.

After delivering the punishment, Arya then darted towards the forest of illusionary mist, leaving Hulao and Honglong who were rolling around thrashing in pain.

The young man was seen starting to enter the cave where the Illusory Sword Soul Ruler was residing. Although it already has many heirlooms and weapons, but Arya never forget the heirloom that resides in the forest cave illusion fog. He was very interested in the illusion technique. Especially when he saw the uniqueness and prowess of the illusion technique while fighting with Huashan, one of the elders of the Bloody Demon Sect. Now the young man seemed to want to master all the illusory Techniques from the Illusory Sword Soul Ruler.

"Damn it!!! That shabby young man is still after us." Decak girl whose hair is braided in two.

Hearing the curse, elder Chai Nan who was in the front row immediately ordered the remaining members to head off the pursuing young man.

Finding her name not mentioned by elder Chai Nan, the braided girl scowled in annoyance. He was still irritated towards the Young Poet who had previously kept teasing him while in the fight. If he was not on a mission, of course, he would not want to retreat before he could beat and make the young man battered.

Three of them nodded and then turned towards the young poet. While the other six, including elder Chai Nan, Xin Qian and the braided woman continued on the run.

Seeing the three enemies intending to head off, the young poet tilted a thin grin without reducing the speed of his flight.

Without further ado, their fight took place on a cloud. Their movement is very fast to make the wind speed is not necessarily direction. As the exchange of attacks occurred, there was a thud as well as a thin spark of light in space.

"Badly, it turns out that he is also a cultivator.." Decak the cultivator who had a burn on a part of his face.

Both of his friends smiled wryly, they had expected that beforehand. But now everything was clear when the young poet deployed some fighting techniques that only cultivators had.

The three black-clothed cultivators took out their respective weapons. And then return to attack simultaneously using the formation.

The fight was so fierce, it even blackened the surrounding clouds and unleashed a flash of lightning.

Although unable to see the fight, all the eyes below could feel the intense pressure and clearly hear the thump that was thousands of feet away in space.

From below, one of the clouds in the sky blackened and continuously released sparks of light of various colors along with the bang that was heard.

The warriors and warriors who were facing the undead troops, slightly gasped while the atmosphere suddenly cloudy and the sky let out a loud bang and a huge splash of water.

"Who is the strong warrior who fought there?" Patriarch Gu Ta Sian could not hide his curiosity. He spread his gaze far into space.

With Qi flowing into his eyes, Patriarch Gu Ta Sian could faintly see from behind the clouds a young man in the midst of three people dressed in black.

The same thing was done by other Patriarchs, including the royal commanders and general Qian Tangjiang. All those who can see this are increasingly confused. There were various questions, 'What is really going on with the Valley of Lightning? Why did the undead army suddenly attack? What is their purpose? And in addition who and where are the strong warriors who are fighting up there?'

"Young man, you better not interfere in our affairs." Jerk the man with the incision scar in his left eye.

"A. i... I'm interfering in your affairs?" The Poet Youth pointed at his nose with his own index finger. "It is you who have interfered in my affairs.." Tukas the young poet with a waist.

"Oh, so you also intend to seize the fragment of the Legendary Heirloom..."

"Don't confuse me with a thief like you!!! I'm not that cute.." Don't want to waste time, worry about losing track. The young poet suddenly vanished from the siege of the three cultivators.

"Damn it! Quick chase!!"

Although the Poet Swordsman disappeared with the teleportation technique, the three cultivators were still able to see the traces of energy left behind. Capitalizing on the experience of fighting in the northern mainland, they were able to detect where the young poet was going.