Red Dragon Swordsman
In the Middle of a Typhoon.
Zhang Xiao Long paid no heed to Tan Tan Ling Ming who was frowning on the steps leading to the upper floors of the inn rooms in the white deer mountains. He chose to go out of the inn through the back door.
Zhang Xiao Long used the time of the storm to create the science of hurricane silat by training himself to face the brunt of strong winds caused by typhoon storms from the southwest of the mountains.
Awhuushhh!
Zhang Xiao Long moved both of his palms which were accompanied by the movements of his two legs which moved agilely in the air as his body slipped in the round of the typhoon which shut him up.
Wheshh!
Zhang Xiao Long smiled happily as he used the typhoon that was directed by him towards the northeast of the white deer mountain range and then he heard the hysterical cries of a large number of enemies who were hit by the wind the typhoon that Zhang Xiao Long delivered to them.
The desss!
"Thurghhh!" The cries of a large number of snow eagle sect members led by the vice chairman of the snow eagle sect were sent to confront Zhang Xiao Long and his troops from the Yue Mountain Sect Chief in the middle of Zhang Xiao Long's journey the Shaolin Temple.
The snow eagle sect was camping at the foot of the white deer mountain range with careful preparations to head off the enemy Red Dragon Swordsman of Mountain Leader Yue.
"Berinsk.. Who killed my men near our camp? " Task a fancy-clothed man whose hand was holding a folding fan with his handsome face handsome.
"Come, Mr. Wan. We couldn't see anyone around the foothills of the white deer mountains. " Answer a young woman sitting on a mountain rock near a river whose water is blue like sea water.
"Hm.. Should I head south-west to see who has killed the members of the snow eagle sect on the road to the top of the white deer mountain? " Think Wan Ho Chi a handsome man who looks like a noble from the Capital.
Brpr!
Wan Ho Chi flashed swiftly towards the southwest of the white deer mountain range then this handsome young man stood on top of a tree and looked at Zhang Xiao Long who had been waiting quietly for him in the backyard of the inn in the mountaintop white deer.
"Wan Ho Chi is so happy that I was able to see you again since the last time we met at Xia Mountain while you were still wearing Wang surname. " Zhang Xiao Long said a cold tone to Wan Ho Chi.
Wan Ho Chi was stunned because the handsome young man in the middle of the backyard of the inn at the top of the white deer mountain knew his clan first.
"Who are you that has recognized my clan? " Tanya Wan Ho Chi was fanning himself with his folding fan with the glare of his eyes aimed at Zhang Xiao Long.
"Have you forgotten about the toddler you once took to your boat that pulled over on the banks of the Xia mountain river? " Task Zhang Xiao Long grinning to Wan Ho Chi.
Wan Ho Chi gasped in shock and then remembered the figure of the little boy who was saved by the Drunken God King Sakti when he planned to kidnap the child to be used to take revenge on the previous Emperor Li.
"You're the son of Luo Song Yi and Bai Long who were escaped by the Drunken God King from me? " Wan Ho Chi asked in a cynical tone to Zhang Xiao Long as he brandished his folding fan towards Zhang Xiao Long.
" Satanic boy should have killed me long ago so that today you would not speak ill of me?! " Hardik Wan Ho Chi who had slid towards Zhang Xiao Long with his folding fan struck directly into Zhang Xiao Long's stomach.
Wutzz!
Zhang Xiao Long moved back quickly as the folding fan tip of Wan Ho Chi aimed at his stomach so that Wan Ho Chi was shocked at his speed of movement.
Wan Ho Chi continued to attack with a folding fan forming the flapping wings of a snow eagle that continuously chased its prey that wanted to thrust the tip of the folding fan into Zhang Xiao Long's stomach.
Wuss!
Zhang Xiao Long moved the science of the sinkang hurricane that had just been created by him, he now practiced to Wan Ho Chi who could not avoid a very sad death.
The desss!
"Augghhh! "
Wan Ho Chi's body was smashed to pieces in the lunge of the science of the typhoon sinkang Zhang Xiao Long.
Zhang Xiao Long darted rapidly to the northeast, heading towards the encampment of the snow eagle sect and the Yue Mountain sect that gathered at the foot of the white deer mountain range after he found out where Wan Ho Chi was from come to the inn on the top of the mountain of white deer.
Brpr!
The woman who led the army of the snow eagle sect and the Yue Mountain sect had sensed that a highly-scientific person had come to them at the foot of the white deer mountain range or rather in their camp.
"There are fools who want to find death in our hands apparently by coming to us at our camp at the foot of the white deer mountains. " Said Yan Lan Zhing the vice-chairman of the third level snow eagle sect who had prepared themselves against the person who came to them.
"Well, there was a very handsome young man who came to us in our camp.. " Said a young lady staring flirtatiously at Zhang Xiao Long who had been standing in front of them.
"Deeing from his stature and appearance, he was certainly a top-class youth.. " Said the pointed-tooth man near Yan Lan Zhing staring ferociously at Zhang Xiao Long.
"Flatter, I want to feel the beauty of his body at night after all this time I have never felt the happiness of seeing a young man who has extraordinary abilities.. " Said Yan Lan Zhing the extremely perverted woman stared lustfully at Zhang Xiao Long before her.
"You guys have enough to talk about it? " Zhang Xiao Long returned their gazes with a stirring acuity that instantly paled on their faces after looking directly at Zhang Xiao Long.
"This demon boy must be killed for the path of Great Lord Sheng Kun towards success to be smooth and successful. " Said Yan Lan Zhing who had realized that the handsome young man in front of them was not an ordinary young man.
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