Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
Nine High Class People
"Heughh …"
The sound of being stuck sounded very heartbreaking. The man could say nothing more than to show an expression of pain that was very difficult to explain.
His face slowly paled. His life spirit is dim. In the next instant, the light of life within him vanished. The man died carrying unparalleled pain.
His blood pooled under the body. The soil is again moistened by blood.
The blood of various kinds of warriors, the blood of various streams and various sorts of figures, mixed into one in a puddle of pain.
Their blood is still the same. His blood is still red. Whether it's an upper class figure, or a lower class warrior. All their blood is red.
So if the color of blood is still the same, why boast? In reality, humans are the same. The only difference is the fate of living on the face of the earth.
Why is the one above always so arrogant? Are they arrogant because of their position? Because power? Because what do they have? Why do people like that just think I'm different? Why don't they think I'm the same?
Yuan Shi stood sculpting. His sword still shed the blood of the enemy. Drop by drop, the blood kept dripping on the tip of his sword.
Yush!!!
A sharp wind whirring shot extremely fast towards Yuan Shi. The longer, the murmur sounded more and more sinister.
As he looked around, it turned out that there were thousands of energy blades emanating from all corners of the wind.
The speed of that energy blade could not be imagined how fast it was. Yuan Shi himself was slightly aghast, he had just seen that there was an energy weapon that could dart this fast.
Blarr!!!
Explosions were heard flying everything around. Rocks, tree branches, even corpses were scattered there were also flying in all directions.
When all the circumstances returned to their original state, before Yuan Shi had stood nine top-class figures from the two great Empires.
Although only a glance, anyone can guess that they are not top-class figures carelessly. The power that radiated out from his body actually made the fur of me sit standing up.
Although the Thousand Sword King entered the ranks of the ten strongest figures in the Wei Empire, his heart was a little daunted as well if he had to face nine opponents like them at once.
They stand in silence. No one talks from these people. Everyone just looked at each of his opponents with very, very sharp eyes. Perhaps the gazes of the tiger's eyes while eyeing the prey were still not comparable to their current gazes.
"If I have to face them myself, then it is up to my history," Yuan Shi muttered while bluffing his teeth.
But he had not yet made a move, a blue and white light suddenly filled the dark sky. There are two powerful forces that envelop the universe. Especially around that place.
"Who said you were alone?" a voice sounded in the distance.
In the next instant, two shadowy figures shrouded in white and blue light suddenly stood beside Yuan Shi. Both of them were like Gods that could come suddenly. They smiled warmly at him.
The Thunderbolt Swordsman and Spear Swordsman Without a Spear.
It turned out that the mighty power came from those two top-class figures. Seeing that reality, Yuan Shi became spirited again. The spirit that was almost extinguished due to the previous reality, had now been lit up and was getting smoldering again.
The golden light enveloped his entire body thickly. His eyes were full of confidence.
If those two figures had been beside him, what else should he be afraid of? Let alone facing nine people, facing even a hundred people he would not be afraid.
"Very ready,"
"Sister Huang, are you ready as well?"
"When I'm ready" replied Huang Taiji.
"good. Let's start,"
Those three great figures of the martial world of the Wei Empire instantly unleashed their strength even further. Eighty percent of his strength was immediately displayed. Three unmatched weapons had been clasped in the hands of each of the figures.
The ground they were touching suddenly cracked. The ground scattering then shot towards his nine enemies.
Along with this, Yuan Shi, Huang Taiji and Shin Shui also lunged forward. They attacked without speaking first.
In this case, the word is not the main one. The most important thing is strength. Are we going to win the fight or not?
Yuan Shi scattered a dazzling golden light. The sword launched eighteen chain attacks in one strike. Huang Taiji did not want to lose. He revolved the Heaven's Path Hell Sword so that the unique weapon scattered the hot and cold air that mixed into one.
His body shot further than his two comrades. He attacked fiercely. His destruction unleashed fourteen different attacks with an unparalleled speed of movement.
Shin Shui wasn't kidding anymore. The Thunder Sword which was a peerless sword, instantly showed its fangs. The heirloom sword shot out like lightning striking the earth. A thunderous sound accompanied each sword move.
Without taking any more responsibility, the form of the Thunder Dragon Tail Dance instantly came out with overflowing anger and hatred. Shin Shui vanished from the sight of all opponents. They were unable to see his body, which was seen by the enemy was only a blue light scattered in all directions.
The branch!!! The branch!!!
A clash of top-class heirloom weapons takes place. His shockwave was able to sweep through everything that existed. Sweeping hope. Sweeping dreams. And sweep the light of life.
Yuan Shi was furious. His strongest sword moves had already come out. The golden light was shining more and more. Each of his slashes and stabs brought news from the Angel of Death.
The Thousand Sword King had never expended his strength to this point after the first great war, yet this time, he had actually taken it out again.
The old man wanted to repeat the history that had passed. The old history that became memories, will now become reality again.
Crash!!!
One head thrown. Blood gushed out profusely. One of his opponents died only a short time greeting. No one believed that a top-class figure was capable of being obliterated in his hands in just the blink of an eye.
Shin Shui fought horribly. He was like a God who was reprimanding the humans. The football cannot be described anymore. If eighty percent of his strength was this great, what if he would bring out all of his strength?
Is it true that there are still people who can match him?
Everything could have happened. How time determines.
Slebb!!! Slebb!!! Slebb!!!
Three sword thrusts at extremely high speed left all pairs of eyes wide open. All the high-class figures involved in this life-and-death fight, were made to not believe what they themselves saw.
A blue light flashed very quickly. One throat had been pierced by the tip of his sword. It happened three times. Three times the sword thrust was launched, three throats were also pierced through.
What style is that? Is it really that strong?