Reply Revenge of the Swordsman
Killed Mad Monk and Naughty Old Boy

The four young men turned pale. They understood that if there were no demons' the red fan itself would not be able to save themselves from the strike of dozens of great throwing weapons.

The red fan demon was currently looking towards the four young people who were now helping their respective teachers who were still not dead. He suspected that the lives of two grandfathers could not be helped anymore.

This he knew from the greatness of the shot of the throwing weapon that was fended off, the fan that fended off the throwing weapons until it shook violently, meaning that the throwing weapon was hooked with enormous power.

It is only fitting that Huang ho three, Cui Hwa, Ang Han and Ang Kai who are smart people no one can save themselves from the slap of a throwing weapon from the hands of Thian Sung.

"Teacher...!" call Tan Li and Han Wen when they see their teacher biting their lips.

"Teacher...!" call Gui Siong and Yang Tek on their teacher slowly with broken hearts.

They saw their teacher in danger of death still smiling at them, when it was clear that their teacher's wounds could not be helped anymore.

A throwing weapon smeared with poison i

it stuck so in the neck that to pluck it out was even worrying.

"What about them?" asked the red fan devil when he approached the naughty old boy while turning to the two naughty old boy students.

"Look at the four of them, hm..how are you?" said the naughty old boy stammeringly.

"We agree with the teacher, the four of us are waiting for the teacher's permission!" yang Tek exclaimed with a red face and held back tears.

"H.ha...ha..! agreed, teacher agreed!" said the naughty old boy while laughing until he finally stopped completely because his breathing had stopped.

Meanwhile the state of monk Ji is no better than his best friend. The throwing weapon had stuck in the hull near his heart.

The throwing weapon that contained a powerful poison had already poisoned all of his blood, he was panting and only opened his eyes when he heard the last laughing sound of his best friend, the naughty old boy.

"What does brother Kwe mean?" monk Ji asked his disciple Tan Li.

"Teacher, the two of us have agreed to be the match of the two students of teacher Kwe." whispered Tan Li who slightly reddened his face like a boiled crab.

"Amitabha, my heart's relieved! ahh, Brother Kwe you are right, life is not so boring if our hearts are relieved." said monk Ji who sighed long many times.

"Ha.ha...ha...! Are you still stubborn, unwilling to give up and wanting to die silly like everyone else!" thian Sung exclaimed When he saw the fighters watching the deaths of the two grandfathers with a heartwarming and empty atmosphere.

"Siok Lee, too many good people have died silly because of stubbornness and stone heads. All I see is five of you who should fight me.

Three dead, one wounded, you stay. Can't you just look at their situation and just give up!" thian Sung looked at Siok Lee sharply.

Siok Lee did not answer but slowly his field of hands moved and the sword that had been a dozen years idle was lifted. Seeing this Siok Lan held onto his grandfather's arm.

"Grandfather, let me fight him!" siok Lan.

"Siok Lan You're too old to fight. We better give up and I promise not to fight your dashing grandson. Moreover, do not suppose that those whom I captured and brought to the king's city would be put to death. Not at all.

Because the Goan kingdom is very wise and can appreciate the warriors!" thian Sung exclaimed which of course provoked the anger of Siok Lee.

This grandfather moved his sword, rotated around overhead and forced Siok Lan to retreat and looked at his grandfather full of uneasiness. Opponents are too shrewd.

"Siok Lee, you are so stupid and stubborn! You make my heart feel bad. How can I be happy if I have to pit the sword with the man who used to be my man? Before we fight swords, you try to confront my secret weapon. If you're tough enough to face my throwing weapons, then you're worth fighting a sword with me!" thian Sung.

After that both of Thian Sung's hands moved and his sword he had already held had already returned to the sword nest. The left and right hands are now reaching for throwing weapons from piauw pouch pockets on the right waist and chest, he said, and once both hands moved forward and there was a loud and frenzied sound of rattles accompanied by snatching dozens of throwing weapons that snatched towards the path of blood all over Siok Lee's body.

"Cring, cring, cring, cring, cring...... !"

Siok Lee's sword movements were very powerful, even though he was old, but once this grandfather twisted his sword body as if it was protected by a steel fortress formed by a scroll of sword rays that were blinding to the eye.

A strike of twenty throwing weapons all he could tear down with a stick of his sword.

Although all throwing weapons have collapsed, Siok Lee was very surprised not to play because his right arm that holds a sword like a paralytic.

Because of the strength of the power contained in such a small secret weapon so that when fending off earlier he was forced to exert all his energy.

"Ha..ha..ha.., great you! Try this!" yelling Thian Sung who then again heard a loud ringing sound once louder than before.

Those throwing weapons flashed that flew into one with incredible speed towards Siok Lee's chest. This grandfather could no longer dodge being forced to fend off with his sword while tightening his strength.

"Strlang...!"

Seven stalks piauw that became one was hit collapsed akau but the sword itself was detached from the hand grip Siok Lee.

May the throwing weapons contain such a powerful force that Siok Lan is not strong enough to hold his sword that is released and collapsed along with the throwing weapons that are repelled.

"Well.ha..ha...!"

The sound of laughter Thian Sung and now his hands throw throwing weapons towards Siok Lee, which made this grandfather forced to rely on his agility to dodge and jump over there.

"Huh.ha...! you won't be able to escape my throwing weapons Siok Lee! but if you give up I'll spare your life!" thian Sung exclaimed as he continued to laugh.

"Kill ako if you can, I'm not afraid to die! Otherwise, you're going to hell!" reply Siok Lee exclaimed furiously.

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