Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods

Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
War III


Bokered up!!!


The Black Sword which was an heirloom weapon of darkness unleashed a mighty force. One line of elongated black light was unleashed by the Soulless Swordsman.


Thirty enemy troops instantly ambushed to the ground. They fell together and died simultaneously. The thirty humans who were victims of the Black Sword's ferocity, all died in a state of head regardless of their place.


Next it was the turn of the green jade flute that showed fangs. The inheritance weapon from the Thunder Swordsman, the teacher from Shin Shui, it let out a single tone that was difficult to explain.


Sound waves were heard for hundreds of kilometers. His voice was like a demon king who was calling out to his men. Twenty enemy soldiers were killed with blood coming out of their mouths and ears.


The great war that occurred this time was truly devastating. The number of enemies is endless. As the saying goes, one die grows a thousand.


It really is happening right now. All the top-class warriors of the Wei Empire had killed many enemy troops. But instead of increasing a little, the number of opponents actually doubled.


The position of the entire army of the Wei Empire was besieged from all directions. All the enemy troops unleashed all their abilities to the highest point.


Shin Shui was moving more and more wildly. He was like a God who was on a rampage. Whoever stands in his way will surely die.


Thousands of human lives have been made lost by the Thunderbolt Swordsman. They died horribly. Everything happened in the blink of an eye.


Right now the Thunderbolt Swordsman was crashing into two thousand enemy troops from the two great Empires. The Thunder God Demon Force was still being unleashed with all its might.


The sound of the dragon's rampage sounded increasingly tempestuous. Like the roar of thousands of demons who wanted to avenge. Hell's shaking. The earth shook violently because of the mighty power of the Thunderbolt Swordsman.


The Thunder Sword moved like lightning striking the earth. The sword no longer saw its shape. All that was seen was a line of bright blue light that always launched its own majestic aura.


As Shin Shui was enjoying the killing trouble he was currently doing, suddenly five black rays descended from the sky then stopped the dozens of spears in front of him.


Duarr!!!


Explosions were heard as the five rays stepped on the ground. The dust billowing high blocked the view of everyone involved there.


In the next instant, five black hooded human figures had stood up defiantly. They use different weapons. But even so, out of every one of those weapons, it certainly contained incredible power.


"Now you can't run anymore" said one of them.


"I don't intend to run even a single step" Shin Shui replied coldly.


He stood firm. His body was like a spear that was thrust as deep as it was. He didn't move even a little. His eyes stared coldly at the five human figures.


"Good, then prepare to go to hell,"


"I'm always ready,"


As soon as Shin Shui's words were finished, the five figures from the neighboring Empire instantly lunged with a mighty force.


Five different trunks of heirloom weapons immediately hit the body of the Thunderbolt Swordsman ferociously. A flash of black light flashed splitting the silence.


All the attacks launched were top-class moves rarely seen in a typical fight. They attack from all sides.


Swordsman Halilintar smiled. A cold, deadly smile for anyone who sees it.


And coincidentally, the five figures also saw that smile.


Yush!!!


Shin Shui moved. The Thunder Sword launched an extremely dazzling light to the eyes. A single luminous blue radiance radiated illuminated the entire place.


Slebb!!!


One life has been lost. That person was pierced by the tip of the extremely sharp Thunder Sword. Only once moved, one opponent was eliminated without having the chance to give any resistance.


The four companions felt like they were seeing a Death Angel. They do not know how the Thunderbolt Swordsman moves so that it can kill his partner in just one buzz.


All of these events happen in seconds. No one would believe this news if they did not look directly at it.


He did the same move. The martial world leader of the Wei Empire issued a similar stance as before.


Death feels very strong. The Angel of Death seemed to be behind them and was trying to chase after him.


The bright blue light was visible again.


Just for a moment, just a moment.


One human head was thrown far enough away. The blackish fresh blood spurted out in all directions.


Three of his enemies were again shocked to death. Now they believe the news that is widely circulated.


Where once there was a news saying that Pendekar Halilintar has a style that has not found a match. It is said that the style is very terrible, very fast, very terrible.


Now they have witnessed for themselves how this is. And the three figures truly believed.


Unfortunately they are late.


Because of this, whoever sees it, that person will die.


Yush!!!


A bright blue ray shot out again with terrifying speed.


The remaining three figures had been ready for alert. They are ready for everything, an ultimate style has been prepared with all its capabilities. They were top-class figures, it was definitely his strength and his manager could not be doubted.


They have a terrible style. What a great move. Especially with his current level of strength.


But, is it true that they are able to match the awesomeness of this Pendekar Halilintar?


Slebb!!! Crash!!! Crash!!!


The bright blue light flashed three times quickly. The sharp wind felt tearing the skin. That move is really fast. Really horrible.


The three top-class figures possessed by the enemy side had been wiped out again. Merela died, again the three have not had time to give any resistance.


The three dead carried curiosity.


They never thought that in this world, it turns out that there is a style that is able to move as fast as light.


The condensed blood was still dripping on the tip of the Thunder Sword. Shin Shui stood in the middle of his five jurors' victims of violence.


He is waiting. Waiting for other figures who want to try out his strength.


Time moves slowly. The sunlight began to slide west. Tens of thousands of human lives have been as lost as sheep starving to death.


All the top-class figures belonging to the Wei Empire had fought against figures from other Empires who were commensurate with them.


The war that is happening is getting more extraordinary. The universe seemed to be unnerved by all the fights that occurred.


Ye Rou who was the Chief Elder of the White Lotus Sect, was currently fighting fiercely against a single personage from the Tang Empire.


Her heirloom scarf fluttered gracefully in the cold wind.


Even though she is old, her beauty is still clearly visible. Beauty mixed with beauty.


Yush!!!


The white shawl that was a high-level heirloom was moving quickly forward. The slide is very fast, like a snake snatching its prey.


Unforgiving. Not knowing mercy.


Duarr!!!