Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods

Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
For Love


The three women instantly fell silent. Moreover, he who had just been pierced by the energy knife belonged to Shin Shui the Thunderbolt Swordsman.


He grimaced with pain. But do not dare to speak louder. The veiled woman then channeled pure air to seal the blood out. Once closed, he consumed pills to relieve the pain he was suffering from.


This woman is indeed a God Swordsman. Such a wound should not make him grimace.


That thing is true. The higher the level of a person, the more resistant the person will be to various kinds of injuries.


But she is also just a woman. After all, the pain caused by the energy blade earlier was extremely painful.


It feels like the body is in iris-iris. Even a little bit of fear. Like it contains some kind of magic.


No one dared to look at the Thunderbolt Swordsman. They are holding back fear.


Only one woman looked into Shin Shui's eyes without blinking. It was as if the woman wanted to gouge her eyes out and then she took the eyeballs.


There's no fear. No more admiration.


There is only hatred and grudge that has grown blooming like a rose.


The old wound is now increasingly becoming after meeting directly with the intended person. Like a fire in oil. His anger is growing. His revenge is burning.


"You know who I am?" asked the woman who was now like an old grandmother to Shin Shui.


"No" replied the Thunderbolt.


"really?"


"I don't like to lie,"


"You don't recognize me because I look like an old grandma, haven't seen me in a long time, or because you've forgotten me?"


"Somehow, I really don't know who you really are. Which I think we've met. But when and where, I don't know,"


The woman smiled wryly. I don't know what he's feeling right now. Clearly, his heart was in pain. He wanted to cry, but he tried to stay strong.


"I'm Kwee Moi" he said short, solid and clear. (In the first novel already described during Shin Shui's trip to Mount San-ong)


Shin Shui was shocked to death. If he can not control himself, maybe the Swordsman of Thunder will jump so shocked to hear the confession


"What's? You-you, Kwee Moi?" shin Shui asked in disbelief.


The woman nodded slowly. "Right, I'm Kwee Moi. Do you want to remember me?"


"Of course I remember. But why are you being like this now? And why did you become a black female warrior?"


"For my revenge. Whatever I'm gonna do,"


"You have a grudge against me?"


Kwee Moi did not answer. He simply nodded and still continued to look at Shin Shui.


"Why do you take revenge on me?"


Shin Shui still continued to search for her with all sorts of questions. After all, he should know the outline. It is impossible for someone to take revenge without a reason.


If someone is talking that he or she is doing something for no reason, that is one obvious example of stupidity.


For whatever in the world, everything must have a reason. The world was created for a reason.


"Because you didn't repay my love. You'd rather him than me. Don't you know how much I've been suffering all this time? Do you know how much I love you?" the screams couldn't take it anymore. She cried. Her tears began to wash both cheeks.


Love's.


Because of love, how many people have changed the course of their lives? How many people are sad because of love? How many people are willing to sacrifice for love?


How great is that Love.


He is invisible. Even from the time the earth was first created until now, there has not been a single human who saw the form of love.


But in fact, the majesty of love never decreases even one percent.


Sometimes love is like God. Unseen, but everyone believes in its majesty.


"I'm sorry. Because love can't be forced" Shin Shui replied.


Short but accurate answer. Because love is not a compulsion.


Kwee Moi was actually aware and knew about it. But that was before. Because now he's different. Whatever he can't have, must die.


Including the ones he loved himself.


"I know, therefore, that rather than you being owned by someone else, you would rather die in my hands" his tone changed.


Not like that anymore. The tears of sadness that came out, had now become tears of vengeance that were burning.


"If you can, do it" said Shin Shui calmly.


He's not afraid. Even if he had to die at his hands, he would. But is she really capable of killing him?


"good. I'll try it. If you're not the one who died, then I'm the one who should die" said Kwee Moi.


Finished saying, his body instantly disappeared from sight. A second later, the woman had arrived right before Shin Shui.


One hard blow he instantly lay. He hit as fast as he disappeared. Target direction of the heart.


If Shin Shui's heart was hit by Kwee Moi's blow, it was certain that the heart would immediately explode.


Because the punch is not just a punch. That was a terrible blow. Seasoned with feelings of anger, resentment, anxiety, resentment, everything mixed into one so as to create a much greater power.


Unfortunately, the one he was fighting was Shin Shui. The Thunderbolt Swordsman whose strength is no doubt.


Swordsman whose name has spread to all corners.


Not yet had his hand reached the target, Shin Shui first moved. His right hand flicked so that it made Kwee Moi's hand miss the target.


Shin Shui's left hand immediately slapped Kwee Moi's shoulder. Not too hard, but it was enough to make him almost fall down.


Actually Shin Shui was surprised when he realized Kwee Moi's strength had already reached the fifth stage God Swordsman. In just a short time, it turns out that the woman is able to reach such a high level.


Raising the level of training is not easy. Perhaps only he himself had the method of accelerating the rise of one's level. It was also with the help of various kinds of rare resources that were already very rare in the Wei Empire.


If someone else is capable of doing the same thing, the reasonable estimate is that the person has gone astray.


Just like Kwee Moi.


The body that now resembled the old grandmother fell down. But before touching the ground, he jumped again with his right hand into a pedestal.


Next, the right foot gave a kick from top to bottom eyeing Shin Shui's head.


"Nrank …"


Hands and feet meet. Kwee Moi took two steps. His feet felt very sore and trembling. Shin Shui was silent.


"You can't kill me. You better practice ten years and then find me. Within ten years, maybe your strength has increased even more sharply" said Pendekar Halilintar calmly.