Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 29: Bandit Leader
For a moment, the group of Bandit Bukit Terjal was still silent on the spot. However when Zhou Fan moved the night blood sword, they spontaneously grabbed each other's weapons.
"Invader! Attack!"
One of them shouted loudly, while his body jumped crashing at the opponent. Friends not only silent, they followed behind.
Zhou Fan distanced the group of the Terjal Hill Bandits from the dozens of women, when it had already succeeded in its intentions, the young man swung his hand.
A formation was created confining them all but the women.
"Forms?" Some men laughed sinisterly, they were not at all worried about Zhou Fan's formation.
The formation was indeed not very dangerous, but it was different from Zhou Fan's formation.
Along with the increasingly jarring laughter, the flames began to grow. The faces of some people began to fall into disarray, as if they could feel a very dangerous threat.
Zhou Fan did not say much, he was very lazy to serve people like them.
Women are not meant to be dolls, they deserve to be happy.
The young man instantly twisted the night blood sword, taking out the sword god technique.
The flames from the night blood sword seemed to fuse with the flames in the formation. The flames got bigger and slowly made a storm.
Bandit Bukit Terjal tried to get out, but their efforts seemed to be in vain. The formation was too powerful for, even with all the might of the pseudo-wall it was indestructible.
The screams continued to come from within. It was not a fight, but a massacre. Zhou Fan attacked with his full strength, moving wildly taking lives.
The formation of the fire world in addition to restricting the opponent's movements, could increase the strength of the attack, making Zhou Fan even crazier in slaughtering his opponent's opponents.
Blood kept dripping from between the hands, but it was not Zhou Fan's blood, but rather the opponent's blood. The young man was not even injured, all of the attacks seemed to be unable to penetrate the flames that enveloped his body.
"He's demon! He's not human!"
The Bandits of the Terjal Hill were struggling to get out, they really felt despair. With their weak bodies pounding against the formation walls, but all of that was nil.
Zhou Fan continued pounding all the lines with the night blood sword, nothing escaped his observation.
Bandit Bukit Terjal not only do damage, but also cause anxiety. Let him destroy this herd.
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"Why do I feel like something bad has happened." An old man dressed in black with white hair muttered as he descended the stairs.
The more stairs he went down, the more unsettled his feelings became.
Pugh...
The old man frowned, he was like stepping on something.
"What's this?" His hand reached for something that stuck down below. When he saw that it was one of his subordinates, his face slowly changed.
"Who would dare?!" With a red face he darted quickly, he went down the stairs without much thought.
The goal now is just to get to the main room immediately. But when he saw the door of the room shattered, as well as many bodies scattered, his face growled even more.
The headquarters of Bandit Bukit Terjal was completely destroyed, as if there was a major disaster that had come to their headquarters. But this may be worse than a disaster, given the number of lives lost.
Anger was vividly painted in his expression, he had only left the headquarters some time, but some dared to destroy it.
The old man went inside, when he saw a young man standing in the middle of the corpse of his subordinate, he immediately found out that it was that young man who was the mastermind of the chaos.
Without saying much he grabbed the sword behind his back.
"You're the leader of the Bukit Terjal Bandit?" Zhou Fan said without a trace of worry, he was expecting a meeting with the old man.
The old man growled angrily, his face completely blackened.
"After messing around in my place, even slaughtering my people you can still stand back. Die you!" The old man darted with his sword, the leader of the Terjal Hill Bandit attacked with all his ability.
Zhou Fan did not take out the fire world formation, as it would have a bad impact on the body if it used it too often.
Their sword duel did, some of the attacks both looked balanced. However when Zhou Fan raised the attack speed, that Scalding Hill Bandit Leader began to be unable to keep up.
Ck...
Zhou Fan was equivalent to a six-star emperor level fighter if he used the sword god technique. The leader of the Terjal Hill Bandit was not a comparable opponent to him.
"Anger Ashura!" The bandit leader said with a determined face, he crossed the sword with his left hand.
The old man's face changed slightly, the wrinkles on his face slowly lessened. In addition, the tears looked wrathful, his eyes glaring sharply forward.
The white hair that was originally broken apart was falling apart, standing as if it had been hit by a lightning strike.
Zhou Fan did not look down on his opponent, he moved his body closer while taking out the 'Cloud Deliverer' style'.
But that style can be spewed with the sword style of the bandit leader.
Whatisit?
Zhou Fan saw the old man in front of him swinging a sword, when the silhouette of a slash like his crescent moon was about to approach, it was as if crushed colliding with an extremely powerful stance.
Hem...
Zhou Fan did not understand how this old man became stronger. It was not like a temper tantrum technique, as he did not see the overflowing energy around him.
As Zhou Fan was still thinking, the old man darted while slashing the sword aiming for the head, lucky that young man had dodged. If not, maybe his head will be paid.
Zhou Fan was not just silent, he attacked while dodging every attack. But his mind kept on figuring out how to defeat an opponent who looked so dominant.
For some reason the young man felt that if the power did not come from the opponent's body, the old man seemed to have obtained an endless intake of strength.
Counted several times he let out a stance, but did not make him feel the change. Even if it pays attention, it gets stronger.
Prangs...
Zhou Fan jumped while swinging the sword, but just as he was about to hit the old man's body, his left hand repelled the attack.
"The bracelet ...." Zhou Fan observed the bracelet on the old man's left hand, from time to time the bracelet several times flashing green rays.
A smile was painted on Zhou Fan's face, the young man as if he had found what he needed.
Straightly Zhou Fan attacked. His attack looked even more excited than before, perhaps it was because he had found the source of the opponent's strength, making him confident that he could win.
The old man darted after Zhou Fan who continued to dodge.
Gelora Sword!
When the old man took out the mainstay, Zhou Fan instead advanced and looked like he wanted to hold back with his body.
It spontaneously provoked a cynical smile on the face of the leader of the Bandit Bukit Terjal. "Foolish, with a style you can't, will you be able to?!"
Zhou Fan paid no heed, he still sped off immersing himself towards the silhouette of the sword created.
However when the sword silhouette was about to split the young man's body, he threw himself down while spinning. Zhou Fan floated with his supine body state.
Simultaneously Zhou Fan pushed the sword in his hand, intending to stab the leader of the Terjal Hill Bandit.
Slashwas...
The old man wiped his face which had scratches along his little finger. "Sial, I'm off guard. I'll make sure you pay for all this."
Zhou Fan smiled instead. He raised his left hand which was holding a bracelet.
"Are you sure you can do it?"