Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 90: Song Akoi
"The old man who ran away, you know who he is?" Zhou Fan asked without reducing his running speed.
The dozens of people behind him did not immediately respond because Zhou Fan's question had arrived once, they did not even think that the general in front would ask a question.
"He is the Patriarch of the Yang Clan, one of the clans residing in the capital." An old man said while holding his breath, he was too nervous to talk to an outstanding young general.
"Old man, you seem to be quite familiar with him." Zhou Fan glanced at the old man who was running two steps behind him.
"It can't be said to be familiar, just a few chance encounters." The old man smiled, displaying a slight tooth behind the wall of his lips.
Zhou Fan was just a mangut. While observing the situation he saw this old man exchanging a few sentences with Patriarch Yang, regardless of what was being talked about, it was completely unimportant.
A while later Zhou Fan started hearing the sounds of fighting, he restrained his legs, then jumped onto the building in front of him.
From there about hundreds of meters he saw flashes that were the result of fighting. Flames grabbed the buildings around, making smoke soar high into the sky.
"It's no mistake, they must be a group of three who are facing off against the first prince's army." Zhou Fan said but without making a sound, he then glanced down. "They're in front, five hundred yards from where we are."
After saying Zhou Fan darted towards the destination, behind him followed dozens of people who were ready with their respective weapons in hand.
This is?!
Zhou Fan stopped, making everything behind him spontaneously stop. "Something seems to be coming!" While saying he turned around, right after that he jumped dodging a dagger that flew towards him.
Nah!
Dagger stuck on a wooden board, Zhou Fan looked at where the dagger came from, at a glance he saw a shadow leaving from one of the roofs of the building.
"You guys help group three, I'll come after taking care of this stalker." In just a few seconds, Zhou Fan was already not in the same, he went after the mysterious figure who was trying to attack him from behind.
"Where is he?" Zhou Fan circulated his gaze around, but did not find the figure he was looking for.
But not long after he saw an old man jump from the roof to the roof, going to avoid him.
"Want to run? Don't hope!" Zhou Fan darted quickly, in a few breaths he was already several steps behind the old man, but when the distance was only one step left, the old man suddenly stopped.
Zhou Fan also stopped, his hand gripping the old man's shoulder. Slowly he approached, circling the old man who was unwilling to move.
Yet just one step, the old man turned his back, swinging the dagger in hand. "Dead you!"
Trank!
Zhou Fan held back with a night blood sword. He jumped two steps back. "It's you."
The old man smiled wryly. "Yes... It's me, Song Akoi. Why, isn't there a word you can say?" Without further ado he attacked again.
But the attack was easily carried out. Song Akoi did not give up, attacked again with a black dagger, clearly visible if the dagger had been poisoned.
Zhou Fan was not stupid to just hold back, when Song Akoi showed a gap, with a single swing of the night blood sword throwing his old body.
"Fuck!" Song Akoi wiped the corner of her lips that were wet with blood, while standing up she clapped her hands several times.
"I'll see if you can handle dozens of senior-level fighters. Your death, I look forward to it." Simultaneously appeared dozens of people standing around the two of them.
Without even looking at it Zhou Fan knew that the dozens of people were the first prince's army, because Song Akoi himself once said that he supported the first prince.
Hem...
Zhou Fan smiled mockingly, he doubted Song Akoi's cleverness. There was no way they would want to be ruled by a weaker person, after all this had nothing to do with them.
Song Akoi issued a token. "Sat! If you remain silent then you will feel the consequences." dozens of senior fighters instantly pulled out weapons.
Zhou Fan squinted, he did not know what token could make the dozens of senior fighters obedient and willing to obey Song Akoi's words.
"Damn, somehow he got the first prince's token, by carrying the token his speech was the same as the first prince's speech."
A dozen people grumbled in a complaining tone, they seemed to be disinclined towards the first prince, but not with Song Akoi. However due to having the token of the first prince, they could not say no to what he said.
Zhou Fan started to understand, it turned out that it was the first prince's token. But he did not expect that Song Akoi's standing was so high that he got the token.
"Groan!"
Song Akoi pointed with her dagger, her face completely furious, although a shining smile did not escape her face. Perhaps he thought that he would be able to complete his grudge, he did not know that if dealing with Zhou Fan there would only be death.
Fire world!
Zhou Fan locked himself up with a young senior fighter. For Wong Akoi had already stayed away a while after she ordered to attack.
"This fire... Akh, hot!" Some people exclaimed in surprise as they felt the flames devouring their bodies, other than that there was a faint cube that locked them together.
However it was only a moment, as they began to put up a shield all over their bodies.
"You're the Xi Empire's man?" One of the old men said with a furious face.
Zhou Fan did not reply, he simply stood tall among the flames that kept circling around him.
"Hem... Very arrogant! You will feel the consequences of underestimating this old master!" The old man along with dozens of others attacked compactly with a sword as well as a spear.
Zhou Fan saw the dozens of people approaching quickly raising swords, the blaze that was still a bit dim instantly enlarged and centered on the night blood sword.
Sword God Technique!
Zhou Fan made no sound, he lunged while swinging the sword slashing at the opponent. The sword that was completely enveloped in the flames was moving wildly towards everyone who came forward.
Dozens of people did not dwell in the formation, in addition to having to maintain a protector on the body, they were required to always be vigilant against extremely deadly sword attacks.
The flames that were on the night blood sword seemed to form a tornado, this appearance was like Zhou Fan holding a whip and attacking with fire as his whip.
A BLAR!
As the fire slashed down and hit the ground level, a violent explosion made everyone dodge the path, while the ground level crack extended ten meters long.
Zhou Fan glanced at the dozens of people standing at the edge of the formation, they were like chicks trying to escape from the snare of a snake.
Hem...
Killing me? You are not worthy!