Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 215: Twenty Ma Clan Fighters
The two people faced each other, but had yet to make an attack a woman wearing a blue robe came and stood beside Sian Lou.
"Matriarch Xue!"
"From the sect I heard that there was a great power leading to the residence of the Western Sian Clan. Fearing something bad would happen I went to check, I didn't think the patriarch was here either." Xue Bing Yu-Matriark Ice Tower Sect also brought some of its people, their strength was no less than holy fighters.
"It just so happens that today there is a meeting between the clans, so I am here too. But the meeting ended with their arrival" said Sian Lou who seemed familiar with Xue Bing Yu.
They are in a generation, from the strength is not much different even can be said to be equal. Although the looks of Xue Bing Yu's face were still in her forties, she was actually already a century old with the cultivation of an eight-star god fighter.
"I don't think it turns out that there are two forces hiding in the land of this god. However, I-Shizi can't possibly lose to you two." The black-robed figure was a winged lion Shizi-beast who had evolved into a beast god, able to transform into a human.
Sian Lou felt the aura of the figure before him rise rapidly, "Matriark Xue, he is no weaker than us. I've never heard of a figure like him, out of nowhere."
Shizi gathered a deep force, as lightning began to gather and exuded an extremely frightening aura. "Feel this!"
Lightning formed the silhouette of a dragon, darting to where Sian Lou and also Xue Bing Yu were. Both of them suddenly formed a shield, resisting the attack of the dragon that had opened its mouth like it was going to prey on them.
BLARS!!
Sian Lou's eyes twitched, the attack power was stronger than him. He was increasingly convinced if the cultivation of this black-robed figure was one level above him - a nine-star god warrior.
Shizi saw that his attack was able to be intercepted, he quickly flashed while forming a spear of lightning in his hand.
"Matriarch Xue, ...."
"I know, I'll hold him back with the ice goddess aura technique." Xue Bing Yu fused her hands together, in one blink of an eye the cold energy overflowed from her body, ice flakes spread out and slowed Shizi's movements.
But not lasting for long, from his body Shizi gave off a cold aura that was almost on par with that of Xue Bing Yu. The aura of the ice goddess did not manage to hold back.
Shizi's spear was very close, not having much choice both of them to unite forces and hold with their respective weapons.
Blars!
The energy explosion sounded deafening. Even so the sword and also the staff had managed to resist the lightning spear that emitted a gripping aura.
Sian Lou retreated keeping his distance, as did Xue Bing Yu. "He can use lightning energy, but an ice aura is also stored within him. The body of the two elements, it's a thing that never happens."
If it was an innate fighting technique it might still be able to be thought through with reason. But this black-robed figure was definitely not an Innate fighting technique, but rather an energy core from within his body.
Sian Lou himself was also confused, because basically the human body could not hold two energies simultaneously. But what they don't know is, Shizi is not a human, he is a level nine beast that has evolved into a beast god. His body is different from the human body.
But the twelve people seemed to know if Zhou Fan was after them, before being stalked one by one they decided to fight together.
Zhou Fan was in a siege of twelve people, from the face already seen the intent of wanting to finish off.
"Groan!" Without many words the twelve people darted out to attack, but with the strength of an eight-star saint warrior it was too early to face off against Zhou Fan.
The night blood sword came out showing its fist, when a few steps left twisting the sword did a slash. One swing two people were thrown. The mouth spewed out blood and the sword slipped out of the grasp.
Seeing the two friends being blown away by Zhou Fan's attack, the other ten people became on standby. They know clearly the level of power of each, can subvert two people at once certainly not to be underestimated.
But those who have the physique like nine-star beasts do not believe that they will lose if they advance together. They attacked again, this time getting stronger.
Zhou Fan held back easily, not infrequently landing a slash and instantly making a few people flung. After that he did not stay still, darting hunting and finishing them in one slash.
In the short time remaining five people, losing many colleagues made them doubt they could win. If dozens of people are unable, it is possible that five people can change the situation. No way!
"Chairman, what should we do?"
The old man who was asked also did not know what to do, he never even knew there was a figure like Zhou Fan. Twenty of them should have been able to withstand two one-star god warriors, naturally that had also been planned. But the appearance of this young man messed things up, it could even be said that his strength exceeded that of Sian Ying-Western Rulers who were their target.
"We stand down, we have to report this matter with the patriarch." Hearing the old man's words, four people nodded.
"Patriarch? Your patriarch won't be able to give you any advice, look there!"
Following Zhou Fan's words the five people turned their eyes away, seeing the body lying motionless the eyes became dark. "Patriarch!" They were just about to approach, but Zhou Fan did not let them leave just like that.
"If you want to meet, I'll help." After which the night blood sword gave off a dense faint beam.
The five of them suddenly put on a cautious stance, welcoming Zhou Fan's dangerous-looking attack. But once again, the power of the god fighter can not be held back so the story by the holy fighter. As soon as the two weapons faced each other, their hands shook violently.
The old man grits his teeth, he doesn't take it if he has to go. There were still many desires that he had not had time to feel, making the Ma Clan the main clan that controlled the land of gods.
Zhou Fan did not hesitate, finishing off one person with a single slash. The screams sounded painful, but it was unable to withstand the speed of such a cash-strapped sword. Remaining the old man, his legs were trembling at the sight of nineteen comrades gone.
"You can't kill me! My master will finish you." Trying to retreat the old man continued to stay away, but Zhou Fan was unwilling to give mercy. A silhouette of slashes shot out, crossing the old man and the body instantly split into two.
Bruk!
Blood was flowing soaking the ground, but Zhou Fan was still curious about the old man's sentence. Who is the master in question, is he the mastermind behind all this.