Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
The Terrible Style
"Okay, please do so immediately. Faster, better. I'm sick of seeing your pretentious looks," the Eight-winged Black Dragon said with a mocking smile to Shin Shui.
Shin Shui did not answer. He only smiled coldly while still looking intently at the old man.
Yush!!!
A sufficiently large-sized blue beam shot extremely quickly towards the Eight-winged Black Dragon. The rocks bounced in all directions.
The old man was very surprised to see Shin Shui's attack speed. He hurriedly jumped as high as possible in order to avoid that blue light. Not to mention stepping on the ground, the other attacks had arrived back.
Shin Shui threw dozens of energy blades containing devastating power at him. The knife was extremely terrifying because it could destroy everything in front of him.
The Eight-winged Black Dragon did not stay silent as it looked at the dozens of energy blades. He flicked his hand so that out a roll of wind that instantly lunged at the dozens of energy blades.
Blarr!!!
A two-energy clash in a cataclysmic manner occurred. The wind blows hard for the umpteenth time.
Shin Shui wasn't willing to play around anymore if facing an opponent as strong as the Eight-winged Black Dragon, eighty percent of his strength was expended right then and there.
The bright blue aura that enveloped his body became thicker than before. His eyes were implying a great deal of anger.
Shin Shui doesn't look like a human. He looked like a God who was in a great rage.
"Twelve Blows of the Thunder God …"
Yush!!!
Duarr!!!
The sky suddenly became more cloudy. Darker. And more terrifying.
A strange roar sounded echoing in the universe. The earth shook violently like it was hit by a great earthquake.
Twelve extremely violent winds streaked as fast as lightning toward the Eight Winged Black Dragon. Each of those strokes contained an energy that was difficult to describe.
Anyone would not be able to fend off those twelve blows perfectly. Was the Eight Winged Black Dragon able to withstand it?
"The Demon Fortress the Ruler of the Earth …"
Yush!!!
A high level of energy is created. The ground around the Eight Winged Hitan Dragon cracked. From the ground came something like a very, very sturdy gate.
Bokered up!!! Bokered up!!!
Loud explosions were heard making the ears that heard felt pain. The Eight-winged Black Dragon was thrown twenty steps back. He's rolled dozens of times.
His mouth spewed out a fair amount of blackish fresh blood. Her chest feels very tight. His internal organs were shaken violently. He had a severe internal injury.
For a long time the man could not stand back. He could only sit with his right knee propped up. His face was a little pale.
The Eight Winged Black Dragon was bluffing its teeth. Suddenly the man jumped forward.
Two trident heirlooms of his had already been issued by lightning. Two devastating attacks were launched towards Pendekar Halilintar.
The branch!!!
Two high-level heirloom weapons suffered a violent collision. The Thunder Sword was already tightly grasped in Shin Shui's right hand.
If he had taken out the heirloom sword, then any weapon would not have been able to break it. Except only those who are really very high in knowledge.
Yush!!!
Shin Shui thrust his Thunderclap Sword towards the Eight-winged Black Dragon. The guy was thrown back. Not yet had he landed, Pendekar Halilintar has shot again while launching various kinds of great attacks.
The branch!!! The branch!!! The branch!!!
The clash of two peerless heirloom weapons sounded unrelenting. The sparks look like stars scattered when night falls.
The Eight Winged Black Dragon started to get a little overwhelmed. His entire trident style was already devoted to him. Unfortunately all of that was still not enough to match Shin Shui's Thunder Dragon Tail Dance.
The Thunder Sword flashed. The five punctures scattered the Eight Winged Black Dragon with an extremely fast movement. Each move was done with careful calculations resulting in a deadly attack.
If his opponent was someone else, it was certain that he would not be able to hold back his manager. Moreover, the style of the Thunder Dragon Tail Dance this time was unleashed when Shin Shui exerted eighty percent of his strength.
You can imagine how great the moves he launched to win this fight.
The branch!!!
The two figures were again pushed far back. Their breaths were slightly stung as a result of colliding with their respective opponents.
The Eight Winged Black Dragon attacked suddenly. His two tridents launched stabs and slashes that relied on sharpness at the end of his weapon. The two attacks arrived very quickly.
The rays were always black out when he attacked. But Shin Shui did not find it difficult at all. Just like whatever the Eight Winged Black Dragon attacked him, the Thunderbolt Swordsman could still fend it off.
A sudden swirl of dust was created. The rocks flew into the air. The leaves form a vortex of their own.
Yush!!! Slebb!!!
Fresh blood spurted. A splash of blood reached the majestic Shin Shui robe. The sound of pain sounded heartbreaking.
As the wind and dust disappeared, something that made the Single Sword Granny terrified happened. Shin Shui's Thunder Sword Edge pierced even through the Eight-winged Black Dragon's throat.
The two old man's eyes were wide in disbelief. He never thought that the Thunderbolt Swordsman could kill him in a very short time.
The reason for that was because he did not see how Shin Shui's attack actually was. He did not see how the first figure in the martial world was moving.
He doesn't know at all. All he knew was that the tip of the sword had suddenly been pierced right into the middle of his throat.
The Eight Winged Black Dragon collapsed to the ground. Blood is still pouring. Disbelief still haunts him even though his life has been lost.
The situation there was suddenly quiet. Nobody said any words. The people who were there were silent with incredulous eyes. Moreover, the Single Sword Grandmother and Huan Ni Mo the Amorous Spear Woman.
In his heart, the two old women wondered, how did the Thunderbolt Swordsman kill him? What style did he use?
Unable to hold back the curiosity, the Single Sword Grandmother suddenly asked Shin Shui a question.
"What style are you using?" ask while holding back the fear.
"The Sword of Light,"
"Is that the Sword of Light?"
"Of course,"
"I want to try it,"
"Good,"
Slebb!!!
Uncompleted with Shin Shui's last words, the tip of the Thunder Sword had again lodged in the middle of the Single Sword Grandmother's throat.
He was no longer able to say anything. His mouth could not speak because it was filled with thick blood.
"A terrible move" he said with great difficulty.
After his words were done, the old granny collapsed like the Eight Winged Black Dragon before.