Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 32: The ambush
In the forest of fog, dozens of horse carriages drove at low speed. But in the middle of the journey, they suddenly stopped because there were some obstacles that blocked the road.
"Bandits are brash, don't you guys know who we are?!" One of the horsemen stood up while pulling out a sword.
But no one responded to the black-clothed driver.
That bastard!
While the coachman darted while swinging the sword, but just getting closer his body had already bounced back into place.
The bang when the body of the coachman hit the ground made the occupants of the train out.
"Who are you, we are the Ci Clan. Kali --" When the old man's eyes saw the emblem of the clothes the man was wearing that blocked the road, his old eyes twitched.
"Third prince, I didn't think it was you."
Shao Mingrui got off his horse, walking a few steps forward. "Patriark Ci, long time no see."
"What does the third prince want to do, do you know that blocking the path is a forbidden deed?" Patriarch Ci said with a cynical face.
"You think?"
Shao Mingrui who looked relaxed with only his thirty people made Patriarch Ci sneer a little.
"Do you know how many more people I have than you? Even three times." Along with that many people got out of the car.
"I remember if the three Ci Clan elders came to the third prince's residence, but they didn't return, would the prince be able to give an explanation?" Patriarch Ci is a devious person, it looks from the way of speech that is always spinning.
But Shao Mingrui did not want to talk nonsense, he loudly said. "Those three elders are dead in my hands. Do you mind?"
Patriarch Ci growled in annoyance, he tightened his fist and prepared to grab the sword at the waist.
"Good, because it is. The third prince must account for everything." Patriarch Ci as well as his people had held their respective weapons.
Get out!
Patriarch Ci's old face twitched, he circulated a look looking for who was shouting. Seeing that two armies had surrounded from each side of the road, his jaws hardened.
"Fuck! It's a siege." Patriarch Ci for a moment panicked, but seeing the number of the two parties not much different was even superior to theirs, the old man heaved a sigh of relief.
"While you've planned it, my people are still more."
"Much talk!" Zhou Fan immediately jumped up and attacked the herd of people surnamed Ci, he and also his troops lunged without waiting for the other two troops.
Shao Mingrui was certainly not just silent, he moved to target one by one the people of the Ci Clan.
Patriarch Ci who saw Shao Mingrui move was about to fight against him, but a white-clothed old man came up against him.
"Patriarch Ci, I am your opponent." Elder Song stood up without using a weapon, while Patriarch Ci was already grasping the sword in his hand.
At Zhou Fan's place, the young man was fighting against an elder of the Ci Clan. The opponent's cultivation was not much different, the same was at the level of a five-star emperor realm fighter, but in fighting ability, that elder was still far below Zhou Fan.
With the night blood sword he slashed at the opponent mercilessly, each slash was able to make the opponent feel pain.
Clearly the forces between the two sides were very different, as the third prince's army was a chosen one who had undergone harsh training under the direction of an expert.
Prangs...
When Zhou Fan was about to cut down an elder of the Ci Clan, another elder came to the rescue. "Young man, you're so cruel. With your parents you're not responsible."
The hum...
Pulling out the night blood sword and quickly landed a slash. But the attack can be broken again.
"You're so proud, let this senior teach you a lesson." The old man swung his sword, but it could be avoided by Zhou Fan.
While dodging, Zhou Fan pushed a piercing sword aiming at the chest. However, it could be put on hold after the Ci Clan elder unfurled the sword in front of him.
"Double Freedom!" Zhou Fan did slash him times simultaneously, as the sword slashed at him the silhouette of a slash shot towards where the elder of the Ci Clan was.
"Sword of virtue!"
The old man pushed his sword, instantly an attack like a bow prepared to strike a double slash.
Zhou Fan pulled a slight corner of his lips. Double slash moves if categorized in the level of the weapon is still a legend level, it is not easy to find a style that can compensate.
But Zhou Fan did not want to resign himself to see the results he got. The young man darted right behind the silhouette of a slash.
When the double slash managed to crush the attack of the Ci Clan elder, Zhou Fan swung his sword and prepared to attack.
However he did not see anyone there, there were only the explosive marks of two silhouettes of slashes.
"Where is he?" Zhou Fan twisted his body one hundred and eighty degrees, not seeing the whereabouts of the Ci Clan elder, the young man let out a cold snort.
Just now he stepped his foot, suddenly he felt an uneasy feeling. The head immediately looked up, when it saw the sword was about to split its body, the young man spontaneously put the night blood sword on it.
Ck...
Zhou Fan pushed the sword, making the master jump away.
The more fights occur, the longer the exchange is made the more often. Zhou Fan not only deployed a night blood sword attack, but also a swing of his hands and feet.
While Elder Song who was facing Patriarch Ci was fighting not even with a weapon, he was still using his bare hands to cope with the movements of his opponent.
Patriarch Ci really felt humiliated but he could not say what, because the strength between them was very much different.
Shao Mingrui was not without difficulties, he had to face off against the same Clan elder who similarly had the cultivation of a five-star emperor realm fighter.
In total, they have exchanged dozens of attacks, but have not been able to defeat opponents.
For the troops of both sides, it was clear that the Ci Clan could match the strength of any troops of the third prince's residence. The difference in strength between them was probably only one level above the strength of the Ci Clan army.
The fight in the fog forest continued, not felt it was almost afternoon. The fog though not thick had already started to close the view.
Zhou Fan saw this deftly increasing the attack speed, as did Shao Mingrui and their troops.
The Ci Clan Elder who was facing Zhou Fan could sense a clear difference, the young man's sword seemed to emit a faint reddish-colored radiance. He could also feel a pressure slowly entering his body.
What the hell's going on?
Perhaps that was what was inside his head, but Zhou Fan did not want to care, he moved out a movement from the sword god technique.
He performed various movements like a dancing man, spinning with a sword on his right staircase.
"Stop stopping!" The old man shouted while trying to dodge Zhou Fan's attack. But the young man did not stop.
Pyars!
When the two swords clashed, it was exactly as he felt it. His sword was broken into pieces.
Not yet had the old man dispel the shock of a tread landing right on his stomach.
The old man's body darted into the carriage behind him. Not getting there, Zhou Fan grabbed the sword from the hands of the Ci Clan people and threw it towards the Ci Clan elders.
Crebs...
The body of the Ci Clan elder was glued to the wall of the carriage. His body was full of wounds, besides that on the chest stuck a sword.
Zhou Fan turned around, he shouldered the night blood sword and walked over with blood dripping from the tip of his sword.
"Too noisy!"