
Chen Li the Soulless Swordsman immediately stopped his steps. The young man looked to the right where the voice was heard.
As soon as he looked, he saw that there was a bald old man. His clothes were shabby gray, his pair of eyebrows had turned white like his beard which had a length of almost one beard.
His face was smiling mockingly. It was clear that he was looking one eye at the Feelless Swordsman. In his right hand was a spear of one fathom length. The spear shaft was deep red, the tip of the spear itself was jet black.
A dark spear. A very sharp spear.
Black smoke always enveloped the entire spear. From the black smoke it clearly felt a very thick heresy.
Just a glance at Chen Li could tell that the old man was a top-class figure of the martial world.
"Who are you?" asked the Soulless without expression. His voice came. His voice was cold as usual.
"The Spear of Death," he replied savagely.
"Oh, what do you need to do to get to me?"
"I told you just now, I want to test the abilities of a proud boy like you,"
"Better go, you don't deserve to fight with me yet. Your abilities are still too low," Chen Li said full of a tone of ridicule.
The young man deliberately said so just to provoke the old man's anger. Though if you speak the truth, the Spear of Death is a late fourth stage God Swordsman. A level that is already high. Especially if it is calculated by the experience of his entire life.
As a person who has ever tasted the salt acid of life, as a human who has been fused with the nature of the devil, hearing these words of course he is very unacceptable. His entire life, only this time had the Spear of Death been ridiculed by a swordsman.
Moreover, the swordsman who mocked him was a boy yesterday afternoon.
"Little bastard, who do you think you are? Bored son of a bitch lives, if today I can't kill you, then I'd rather die" he shouted.
His anger had gone up to the crown of the head. His pair of red eyes smoldering. The Spear of Death was already furious. Without a second thought, he immediately launched the first attack on the Emotionless Swordsman.
A quick jab like lightning struck straight away. The black aura mixed with the darkness mixed into one.
The prick was so fast that it had not finished the first blink of an eye, the attack had already come.
The Soulless Swordsman understood that the Spear of Death was already serious in its first attack. That's why he himself doesn't want to mess around anymore.
The branch!!!
Sparks of fire soared upwards. The stab of the Death Spear instantly stopped at that very instant.
The Blood Red Sword had held him back exactly one finger before the top grade heirloom pierced the throat stem of the Soulless Swordsman.
Actually the first stab was at once the last stab. If the stab failed, then it meant that he did not manage to kill the arrogant young man.
If he does not succeed in thrusting his spear, then the Spear of Death must be willing to bear the cause of the consequences. His life will surely float.
Haven't had time to move back, the old man has collapsed. His life really drifted from the body.
It turned out that at the time of his movement stopped earlier, not long after the Soulless Swordsman thrust out also his heirloom sword.
He doesn't know at all. All he knew was that there was a coldness piercing into his throat. Cold that brings pain. The cold that immediately delivered him to the afterlife.
Everything's done. The Death Spear instantly collapsed to the ground.
Even though he was wiped out in just a few attacks, but the old man would definitely not regret it. For he died at the hands of an unrivaled warrior. The reason for that was because he was capable under a stance that had already reached the peak of perfection.
The Sword of the God.
Blood flows slowly. The old body containing the heresy had already stretched stiff into a useless carcass.
The Soulless Swordsman returned to his feet lightly and leisurely.
During the course of the incident, several tens of pairs of eyes actually noticed him. Especially the people in the main room. They clearly saw what had just happened before him.
These people deliberately did not move forward. They wanted to see to where the haughty young man's abilities were.
Now that the Spear of Death has died, dozens of the characters know where and how terrifying the ability of the Soulless Swordsman is.
And Hong Hua as well.
Right now he was already completely convinced that his guess that said that the strength of the young man had risen sharply, was not wrong. Not miss at all.
"The stupid incident that happened three years ago has happened again" he said with a deep sigh.
Hong Hua still clearly remembered the incident. Three years ago, something like that happened. The difference if there used to be some fool who deliberately gave his life, then now there is only one fool who does this.
Unknowingly Chen Li had already exited the headquarters of the Black Eagle Organization. Now he was far enough away from the demons.
When we come out and when we enter, it is not the same. If at the time he entered there were a lot of very dangerous obstacles, then at the time he came out even the opposite. Let alone seven obstacles, not even a single obstacle existed at all.
Yush!!!
The white shadow slid down in the darkness of the night. The Soulless Swordsman intends to look for Ah Kui. He knew that the old man was already waiting for him at the biggest restaurant.
Therefore without thinking anymore Chen Li immediately headed there.
The atmosphere of Kotaraja was still the same as before. The city never really died. Just like the grudge of the Heartless Swordsman who would never die.
The view of Kotaraja is still the same as in previous days. The biggest restaurant is still the same.
The Soulless Swordsman walked inside without saying a word. The atmosphere there was crowded, but not as crowded as it was last day. Maybe the visitors who have become subscriptions have come home early because of the cold night air.
Ah Kui was sitting quietly. He was on the top and most expensive floor His pair of eyes were staring into the wild window, it seemed like he was enjoying the beauty of Kotaraja Sung Empire.
Thousands of bright lights, the boisterous sounds of people on the streets, all of which made him feel very comfortable.
His right hand was grasping a pure fragrant cup of wine. He drank it slowly.
The best way to drink wine is to do it slowly. Just like Ah Kui did at this moment.