Ling Tian's
The Black Flow Invasion
Wei Ziin was very hopeful of getting close to Ling Tian and chatting together. Uh! His inner turmoil only grew stronger over time.
'What's wrong with me? Why do I always want to look at him?' wei Ziin murmured to himself.
Of course Wei Ziin felt strange with the situation that greatly made his heart fret helpless. He did not recognize or even feel the taste that it is today. He only repeatedly let out a long sigh and continued to look at Ling Tian who was looking at his grandfather.
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Meanwhile in the southern mainland or Han Empire there is a war raging with great. The war was caused because some white sect refused to submit to Emperor Han and joined his alliance.
On that pretext, Emperor Han and the rest of the black-flow alliance invaded and massacred all who defected from his will.
"Yoo! Destroy those who will not submit to me! Ahaha.." Emperor Han laughed out loud as he saw the soldier as well as his group were currently suppressing the white flow.
Bamm! Bamm!
The sreet! The sreet!
"Aackhh!"
"Aaaakhh!"
While being sided with the white stream could only grit their teeth with mounting fury. They were the remaining white-flow alliance group in the southern mainland.
"Damn! How is this Patriarch Meng? If this continues we will lose!" said one of the elders of the white sect to his Patriarch.
"Bajing*n! That goddamn emperor really has no heart! It could have attacked his own people and told him to obediently become his slave! Weepy! To the death I will not turn into a black stream! I'd rather die!" patriarch Meng said.
"We are too! We would rather die than bow to that loathsome Emperor!" the other elder.
They had all rounded up their resolve not to give up until the final blood point. Even though they knew they would lose because they had lost everything from the beginning, but at least in their minds they were attached, they had to bring the enemy's life to death as much as they could.
"Bajing*n!" Patriarch Meng shouted out loudly while attacking one of the imperial generals.
Patriarch Meng swung his hand shrewdly to wound the general. His right hand held a spear and his left hand held a sword. But out of defeat in terms of strength, the general easily dodged every dangerous attack.
The strength of Patriarch Meng was indeed quite high for people in the southern mainland or even in the Sky Continent. He was in the realm of a 6-Star Intermediate Platinum Swordsman. However he was still inferior to the strength of the Han Empire's main general who was already in the realm of a 5-star Late Platinum Swordsman. A pretty significant distance.
This was because the entire black-flow alliance was given dark power by their leader so that it could rise to the level of one full stage. Originally the Han Empire's only major general in the realm of 5-Star Intermediate Platinum Swordsman was now a 5-Star Late Platinum Swordsman.
"Just give up Patriarch Meng! You will never be able to resist the absolute power of our entrenched!" said the general on the sidelines of the fight.
"Squeals! I will not be willing! I'd rather die!" patriarch Meng said
"Well if that's what you want!" said the Han Empire general.
The general then increased his strike speed to several times faster. The great sword in his hand became even more agile and terrifying.
Just a few breaths away, Patriarch Meng had already received many wounds all over his body. Blood flowed very profusely soaking down Patriarch Meng's clothes.
"Bad!" shouted Patriarch Meng giving a living spirit to himself. He again attacked the general as much as possible.
Trank!
The sound of the impact of the spear and the great sword of the main general sounded very loud. Patriarch Meng bounced a few fathoms away. Again, due to a huge difference in strength.
"Look around you fucking*n! Almost all your troops have died in our hands! Surrender yourself! I'll give you a quick death!" said the main general.
The main general of the Han Empire was quite upset by Patriarch Meng's persistence in his defense. He was several times made to fail and failed again to slash the opponent's body. The prowess of Patriarch Meng's spear and sword arts was indeed not a mere joke. Spear in his right hand to focus on attacking and sword in his left hand for additional attacks and defense. Damnit damnit! It's really troublesome.
'I must quickly defeat him. Otherwise, His Majesty the Emperor would definitely be very angry at me for killing a weaker one for so long!' muttered the general.
Without waiting for long, the general shot straight up into the sky and executed his strongest battle art or sword technique that he could to deal with Patriarch Meng. A blackish-red glow was seen enveloping the sword of the main general. Very quickly he prepared his technique and prepared to slash his sword.
"Fifth Movement Semi Sword Technique; Double Slash!" shouted the main general.
Swuush... Swuusssh's...
While Emperor Han only saw his main general using the strongest sword techniques just smiled cynically.
"Patriarch Meng is indeed not a weakling! To the extent that my general has to bring out completely the strongest moves he has mastered." Emperor Han said in a comment.
Patriarch Meng who saw the two crescent-shaped blades of wind heading towards him so quickly could only widen his eyes and petrify as if resignedly accepting.
Actually not petrified or resigned, rather he would not be able to escape the two blades of wind. If he can withstand one attack then the other attack will escape and hit him. Patriarch Meng gnashed his teeth and put strong horses on his feet. He was intent on holding off the two attacks at once. Whether it works or not, it's a problem later.
Boommmm... Bhuuzzh...
Veezzzhh... Boommmm...
The sound of a super loud explosion was twice heard by everyone accompanied by an extremely sharp wind wave spreading out. The war stopped and saw what was really going on.
"It's done!" emperor Han said slowly.
Dust and smoke billowed up into the sky. After a while disappeared swept by the wind, canyons or craters are very wide also deep. In the middle of the crater is seen the figure of a man lying helpless with a partially destroyed body and breathing that began to weaken. Crazy one! Patriarch Meng is not dead!
"Oohs.. As expected of Patriarch Meng who was extremely great in his defense!" praise the Han Empire's main generals.
"I'm Sum-pah cursing your ka-kalian! Ka-lian will die more exciting than i-this!" said Patriarch Meng stammeredly then exhaled his last breath aka death.
All the members of the white-flow alliance bowed listlessly at the sight of their leader having died. Their fighting spirit instantly avalanche and disappear instantly.this time they no longer want to run life.
"Don't give up! If we die then bring the dead bajing*n it! Blow ourselves!" suddenly shouted one of the members of the white stream.