Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
End Fight
Sure enough, this time the opponent's attack came even more terrifying. The three silver irons, had already changed shape into a silver wind tornado.
The attack came like a storm. The attack came from three different sides.
Shin Shui remained calm. His face was still as cold as an ice-cold angel of death. Although his heart was a little shocked, but it was only for a moment.
The storm attack came simultaneously. Carrying dust and sharp pebbles. Everything becomes one.
The air just felt increasingly crowded. Shin Shui was also feeling a little depressed. This was the first time he had fought against a formidable warrior from a neighboring country. Therefore, Shin Shui was still trying to understand the situation and measure up to where the opponent's strength was first.
He's starting to move. His body floated backwards as far as three spears. But unfortunately the three opponents still continued to chase with the same attack and strength. Shin Shui had to stop.
He clasped the Thunder Sword even tighter. A striking blue aura increasingly glowed enveloping his body. His eyes grew sharp and deadly full of killing air.
"The Lightning Shield …"
"Grush …"
A wave of blue-colored energy suddenly shot out from within the ground in front of Shin Shui. The energy was a rectangular shape with the height of two spears.
Three opponents were shocked because they did not expect their enemy to be able to pull out a powerful stance in the blink of an eye. They intend to withdraw the attack, unfortunately can not because it has already been done.
Then without mercy again, the four powerful forces met to cause a loud explosion. Several large basins were created, a part of the sect fortress was destroyed.
The four warriors bounced. But they still stood up and prepared to continue the fight again. A drop after a drop of blood began to drip from Shin Shui's temple. His body was soaked with sweat.
The three opponents are not much different. From the spoon of their lips, there was fresh blood coming out.
Their faces clearly depicted a huge anger. Once he felt his breathing return to normal, the three warriors shot back to attack Shin Shui.
Even though they were injured, their movements were still fast as well. Even the injuries caused by the clash of styles earlier were as if there was nothing to them.
Inwardly Shin Shui praised the strength of these three people. He had to admit that the three of them were quite troublesome opponents. But that doesn't mean he can't beat her.
"City …"
"City …"
The clash of heirlooms began to sound again. That means a terrible fight is resumed.
Shin Shui is getting serious. The Thunder Sword he was playing at high speed under the intense deep power pressure. The higher the pressure of the inner power channeled, the more the light and sharpness and power of the heirloom sword grew more powerful.
Three opponents began to feel overwhelmed. They changed their fighting style. Six taper irons tightly shut Shin Shui. The six silver irons moved piercing through the entire body of the Thunderbolt Swordsman.
Unfortunately, it was meaningless to Shin Shui. Because right now, he had expended eighty percent of his strength.
The air that had been depressed, was now pressed back as if the ceiling had broken.
The rumbling sounds were getting more and more non-stop. The sky shook and the earth shook.
Shin Shui's movements were like a god. He danced under all the opponent's attacks. A striking blue light flashed in search of prey. Shin Shui attacked without giving the slightest bit of calm to the opponent.
The Thunder Sword increasingly flashed grabbing onto everything on its side. One sword, one roar. That was to say, the more often Shin Shui slapped the Thunder Sword, the more often the rumbling sounded.
The sky is collapsing. The trees around the arena dried up because they could not withstand the amount of energy that exists today. There were even some trees that fell and were uprooted from their roots.
His three opponents began to despair. They did not expect that this agile Thunderbolt Swordsman. Only this time did they realize how terrifying this Shin Shui was.
As the situation grew increasingly unfavorable, then there was no other way, the three warriors from the Silver Iron Sect were intending to pit their lives.
"Grush …"
"Grand …"
The explosion was heard again. But this time Shin Shui still remained in his original position. While the three opponents, bouncing hit the wall of the college.
Their bodies immediately felt pain instead of playing. Some of his bones were broken. His mouth spewed black blood. Their faces were pale as corpses.
Not stopping there, Shin Shui took quick action again. He instantly took out a high-level stance to immediately end this fight.
"Three Thunderbolts Snatched the Hill…"
"Grush …"
Three pieces of striking blue light as big as a coconut tree shot out at lightning speed. Within seconds, the three rays had already arrived before the opponent. There was no time to avoid the attack.
Especially with their current condition. The event cannot be avoided anymore. The thunderous voice became a sign that the three had been killed by Shin Shui.
Their bodies are charred. His chest sloshed inward as a result of his powerlessness to withstand the forceful force of the Thunderbolt Swordsman.
A place that was crowded by a fight. Now the page became deserted again. All that remained were the corpses of those unlucky warriors.
Death still feels thick there. Shin Shui was still standing looking at the corpses.
The Thunder Sword he put back. Before long, two warriors from the Imperial Palace came from behind.
"You're a great hero" said one swordsman.
"Thank you. How did those people hurt?"
"It healed. The wounds they had sustained instantly dried up and slowly began to vanish,"
"good. Then we will return to the palace immediately," Shin Shui asked.
"Are they coming too?"
"certain. Just bring them, there are some things I want to talk about," Shin Shui said.
"Well then. I got it,"
After clearing the corpses, they immediately went to the Imperial Palace. Shin Shui and the others flew like phoenix brunches.
It didn't take long, they had arrived at the Imperial Palace. Shin Shui immediately took the people to the room where Emperor Wei An was.
They knock on the door first. After getting an answer from within, those people then immediately entered. Shin Shui's arrival received a curious reception from them.
"How's the hero?"
"Are they really from the Tang Empire?"
"How many people?"
Various questions came flocking to Shin Shui. But he did not answer immediately, instead sitting first. He drank the wine that was prepared.
"Calm down first. I'll tell you later, now we should know the story first" Shin Shui said calmly.