Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
A Lotus Fell in Space
His opponent had already died at his own hands. Chen Li was satisfied. Although for some people killing is sinful and despicable, for him it is not at all.
The people of the martial world are the same. There is no word of sin in this world. There are only the norms and laws of the jungle that apply.
The strong kill the weak. The rich step on the poor. The smart ones will survive, the stupid ones will die.
In the martial world, killing is not a strange thing. That every moment, every second, every minute, there will always be lives lost. Either because there is a problem or there is no problem, if it must die, yes die.
Anyone deserves to die. Whether it's his enemy, or he's himself.
The person that Chen Li killed did indeed deserve to die. Because he is a human demon. The devil must be killed without mercy. No matter how he asked for mercy, for the Soulless Swordsman, if he was determined to kill him, then he would kill him.
Both men and women. Old or young. In the eyes of the mysterious boy it was all the same. As long as there are those who do things contrary to their heart before their eyes, they will not remain silent.
Especially until someone disturbs his homeland. Although still a boy, but the soul of the knight is rooted in his body.
If it wasn't his mouth that spoke full of thorns and ridicule, then his sword would have spoken.
Blood is still there. Dozens of people were sprawled without lives. It was as if they were mass-mutilated farm animals.
There is no pity from anyone. There is no sadness. Everyone who was there deserved to die.
Killed or killed. Being hurt or hurting. These two things are very common on the face of the earth.
Chen Li approached Huang Taiji. At that time the old man was focused on watching the course of the fight between Ye Xia Zhu and the leader. San Ong and Ong San are also not left behind.
"Li'er, your abilities are increasing with time. You must remember, never be arrogant about what you have now. Above the sky there is still the sky. Under the deep layers of the earth, there was still another deeper layer of the earth," Huang Taiji said as Chen Li was beside him.
"Good Uncle. Li'er will remember Uncle's message,"
"After coming from here, you hide your strength as low as you can,"
"Li'er's listening,?"
Huang Taiji smiled as he nodded his head. A sign that he was satisfied to see the boy was very obedient to him.
In the fighting arena, Ye Xia Zhu looked extremely angry. The attack he launched was extremely violent and deadly. All of the opponent's exits were tightly shut by the silver rays he created from his sword shaft.
Actually the Deputy Chief Elder of the White Lotus Sect was very skilled in playing the scarf that was on his waist. But he rarely uses it. The sword is only to fight enemies that if he believes he can face without significant difficulties.
While the shawl is devoted to opponents who are really tough.
Only a certain figure deserved to die under his heirloom scarf.
As for that leader, it was still very inappropriate to be killed under his shawl.
The sword flashed back. Its light launched silver rays and colorful rays like a reanglala. Ye Xia Zhu snapped loudly. The sword in his hand trembled violently split into pieces.
But what was broken was not the blade of his sword. Except for his attack.
He does too. His legs are very rhythmic. Both of his hands were developing like he was learning to fly. Body whirring. Sword piercing. The slashes and punches were waged mercilessly.
For him, whoever had disturbed his son, the man deserved to die.
The leader began to be desperate. A sweat the size of a soybean soaked his forehead. For him, the woman was completely different than the woman in general.
The sword used was also very strange. Only this time did he see that there was a sword style like this.
Of course, because it was the typical sword style of the White Lotus Sect.
"Forced Lotus to Sprinkle in Space …"
A powerful sword style created by Ye Rou after the first war. The system relies on the speed of the user.
The more the user moves. The more the user moves quickly. Then the more terrible also the moves that can be produced.
According to rumors, the sword is in fifth place as the greatest sword skill in the Wei Empire. While the first order, it was clearly still occupied by Shin Shui who created the Thunder Dragon Tail Dance style.
The fight between the two is getting bigger. Ye Xia Zhu looked increasingly in control of the course of the battle. The sword light spread out in all directions. The white dots broke into tiny flakes attacking every inch of the leader's body.
By the time their fight reached the thirty-ninth level, Ye Xia Zhu's sword had already struck right in the heart of the opponent.
Fresh blood came out of his mouth. His face was immediately pale. Slightly blue-green.
"You're …"
The leader could not finish his words. Because before the speech was finished, his body had already collapsed to the ground.
Blood pooling. The casualties on the wide field increased by another person. All died in terrible circumstances. Above the leader's body, there was a white lotus flower.
That was the sign of the White Lotus Sect. Every time they killed, there must have been a lotus near his opponent's body.
I don't know when and how they can do that. But clearly, the women of the White Lotus Sect, were more sinister than the wrathful tigress.
Ye Xia Zhu then walked over to Huang Taiji and the others while throwing a smile.
"Aihh, apparently Mr. Huang witnessed my fight as well. I have not been in the field for a long time. So sorry if the style I use is okay when compared to you," he said while giving respect.
She would rather be humble than feel high. Huang Taiji knew that, he also knew where his strength was. It was just that Ye Xia Zhia was indeed in no mood to display her true abilities.
Although he was not counted in the ranks of the ten strongest figures in the Wei Empire, but as a vice elder in a large sect, of course his strength did not need to be asked anymore.
"Miss Zhu is too shy. Instead I was amazed by the moves you put out. In the end I was able to see the manner that was the hallmark of the White Lotus Sect. What a terrifying sword stance, I'm not sure I can withstand more than fifteen moves" the old man replied in deep respect.
Ye Xia Zhu also respected with a smile. Each can see where his abilities are. So that none of them underestimated each other.