Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
The Death of the Great General of the South
Thirty moves had already been missed in the battle of the Thunderbolt Warrior against the Great General of the South. The two figures alternately pressed each other against each other.
The Great General from the South was increasingly trying hard to urge Shin Shui. Both of his hands turned jet black like charcoal. The difference was that both hands gave off a very foul smell.
Like the promises of an ex-lover in the past.
The move is one of the ultimate moves that the Great General of the South has. He rarely took out that style except in extreme desperation and his life was threatened. Or if not, he will take it out when facing a master swordsman.
And now, since he was fighting the strongest warrior in the Wei Empire, the Great General took out the move.
Every time his hands moved, there was always a black light. It looks like the leaves of trees around instantly wither away because of it.
Shin Shui felt a little overwhelmed. But that only happens for a moment. Because when the Thunderbolt raised its power, the situation changed.
The bright blue aura that enveloped his body was now increasingly concentrated and exuded a much stronger power. Lightning flashes are often seen and spread the air pressing.
Shin Shui started to move. The moves from the Book of Destruction Treads he began to take out. The clash between the upper class forces is happening again.
The Great General of the South several times thrown every fight with the Thunderbolt Swordsman.
Sixty steps have passed. The Great General was starting to be desperate because the onslaught of the Pendekar Halilintar tread was not stopped.
"Father of Buddhist Anger …"
"Grush …"
The waves forming a tread shot rapidly towards the Great General from the South.
Not willing to take risks, the man also issued a style that is not less great. A huge energy began to rush into the surrounding area.
"Bommm …"
A terrible explosion occurred. As a result the earth shook and the fortress of the White Wolf Sect was partially made to be destroyed by it.
The Great General from the South was thrown twenty steps away. From his mouth was spitting out black blood. His chest felt tight and his back felt crumpled.
Shin Shui himself had only been thrown ten steps away. He was not injured unless a little blood came out from the corner of his lips, his breathing was slightly irregular from the impact just now.
He immediately channeled his inner energy throughout the body to recuperate. Great power immediately he let out again. This time, Shin Shui unleashed his strength to eighty percent.
From a distance of twenty steps, it was seen that three red rays shot rapidly towards him. The power that feels is enough to make someone pee in pants.
Pendekar Halilintar does not want to be silent waiting for the arrival of the enemy. He directly took out the Thunder Sword from his Space Ring.
The reason for that was because Shin Shui knew that the three rays came from the Great General's body and his two heirloom swords.
After the Thunderclap Sword was clasped in hand, he immediately darted far ahead to greet the Great General from the South.
"Coral…"
The explosion of an heirloom weapon occurred. The sparks look beautiful on a dark night. Both the hands of the Great General from the South trembled withstanding Shin Shui's mighty power channeled through the Thunder Sword.
"Nrank …"
A hard kick hit the General's stomach.
Shin Shui did not want to stop, he immediately held the Thunder Dragon Tail Dance Technique.
The heirloom sword began to spin in a fast, complicated, and certainly dangerous style of play.
Two top-tier sword moves were clashing at the moment. Both of them were quick and brought news of death.
Red flashes at all times collide with flashes of bright blue light. Shin Shui increased his speed.
Towards the eighty-ninth level, the Thunderbolt Swordsman took out the Dragon Tail Dance Steps all the way to the breaking point. As a result, the heirloom sword disappeared from the opponent's sight.
No more sword shapes. There were only flashes of bright blue light that continued to pound the Great General of the South.
The Thunder Sword rotated to form a round. Sometimes the sword is pierced and gives sabetage.
"City …"
"Swbb …"
Sword Halilintar successfully hit its main target. The heirloom sword pierced the Great General's throat from the South.
The blackish-red blood spurted. Be it from the esophagus or from the mouth of the opponent.
Shin Shui managed to stab his sword because he was already acting desperate. It was fortunate that his movements were a level faster than the opponent. The weapon first lodged.
If he lost quickly, it was certain that his head was separated at this moment. Because the last attack was the deciding round. The Great General of the South snatched from the right and left sides, while the Thunderbolt Swordsman stabbed forward.
The most stressful fight was over as well. The Great General can't do anything anymore. His two swords had fallen to the ground.
Blood is getting more and more. His face was as pale as a corpse.
"You're winning. Congratulating. I am proud to be killed in your hands," the Great General from the South said as he tried to smile at Shin Shui.
The smile was mixed with blood. Not a bitter smile or sadness. More of a smile of happiness.
"Goodbye .." said Shin Shui while plucking out the Thunder Sword from the opponent's esophagus.
As soon as the sword was taken out, the General's life was also uprooted.
On the other hand, the battle of the ten elders took place was no less exciting. They fought each other as quickly as possible to kill each other.
The violent clash between the weapons and the other weapons continued to occur as time went on.
This vast White Wolf Sect's courtyard was already no longer a cause for concern. Damage happens everywhere.
Shin Shui witnessed that great battle on the side along with his son and wife. From the beginning, Yun Mei and Chen Li did not participate. Both chose to remain silent because they felt they were not part of it.
The lunge of the Elders of the Halilintar Hill Sect was able to make the bodyguards jerry. Every time his hands or weapons collide, they always lose. Every time the moves met, the other party was always thrown.
The battle had already gone through eighty more moves. This battle went on for longer as the strength of each side was almost balanced.
The bloodstains had dyed the clothes of the Great General's guards from the South.
The twenty people knew that their master had been killed by the Thunderbolt Swordsman in the fight earlier. As a result, their fighting spirit became much decreased.
Like a chick that lost its mother. Not necessarily direction, and not knowing what they should do except vent anger to the breaking point.
The moves that come out are getting better. The force that felt increasingly pressed down on the area.
But it was not enough to subvert the Elders of the Halilintar Hill Sect.
The more the opponent expended all his abilities, the more excited the elders were.