The Ghost of Fog
Chapters 277. Last Round
The wind around him turned somewhat bluish. His instincts and body said that this was dangerous. But his pride refused to back down.
So A Liu stretched out both hands forward, sending an unusually powerful air shot that under normal circumstances and aimed at ordinary silatologists, the target's body would definitely be hollow.
But his opponent was Wang Ling Xue, a person nicknamed the Frozen Hand Hermit. Not just anyone who is able to face his shrewd sciences.
He created a kind of aura of magic that enveloped his entire body. Making the air around to be cold is draining. Seeing A Liu sending an attack, he did not want to stay silent.
He jerked his right hand forward and a series of air dingjn darted quickly to fight A Liu's air.
"Blay!"
Two gigantic forces clashed together and both of them remained unmoved in place. But even so, the two are actually fighting a terrible battle and if someone approaches, it is certain that the person will die under the pressure of these two people.
A Liu with both hands began to tremble and his teeth grumbled in coldness. His legs gradually began to shiver and stiffen. But he still insisted on continuing to fight.
On the other hand, Wang Ling Xue looked still relaxed. He only used one hand. His left hand clasped beside his waist, preparing to send out the next attack.
"Hard-headed!" finally Wang Ling Xue squealed and sent a long-range punch using her left hand.
"Breess!"
Without being able to be prevented again, A Liu's magic air was able to be pushed by Wang Ling Xue's cold, as a result of which the grandfather bounced away while spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Already hundreds of moves have been missed and it seems that the magic battle was a cover attack. It was A Liu who was panting and could no longer stand up.
"It seems, the fight decades ago has been determined who the winner is" Wang Ling Xue said as he approached.
"Godhhh!" A Liu violently spat on the tip of Wang Ling Xue's shoe.
"Kill me! You think I'm a coward, huh!?" he was angry without being able to stand up again because all his joints felt frozen.
Wang Ling Xue looked at him cynically, then looked around and looked at him again. "Your brothers will soon follow."
"Don't underestimate–"
That remark was unresolved because by putting a palm on his forehead, Wang Ling Xue had frozen his brain.
This grandfather then looked at one major, his gaze looking pity and sorrow.
Seen there, a grandfather and young man who fell tilted with his right hand stuck in the chest of their respective opponents. These two people were none other than A Tong and Kang Lim.
"May rest in peace. You're heroes..."
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"Yeahhhh!!"
A Jiu's attack began to fester after his right hand no longer functioned. This grandfather was only able to attack with his left hand and both legs.
But if logically, with a healthy body only he was still unable to match Chong San, especially with one paralyzed hand. Of course it became Chong San's game material.
Indeed, the grandfather who always holds this stick fromadi just messing around. He always glanced towards the fight of his two disciples, Lin Tian and Zhang Qiaofeng.
"What did you see from earlier!?"
"Woahahh!" Chong San rolled over as A Jiu's left-hand strike passed over his head. As a result, the huge tree that was behind Chong San collapsed instantly.
"Heyittt!"
With a dramatic twist made, Chong San stood up and thrust his staff. In A Jiu's eyes, that face filled with theatrics was truly bragging.
"Traa!"
"Luck!!"
As a result, the leg fared the same as his right hand. His bones turned and could no longer be used.
"Ahh...are you desperate?" chong San asked after A Jiu fell in pain.
"Don't look at me like that!" the powerful air shot from the left hand was so intense that it made the leaves on one tree fall out all over. But Chong San who just tilted his head to dodge completely nothing collapsed his hair.
"You're this, you're so stubborn?"
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"Ctar–ctar–ctar!"
The whip struck like lightning. Like a living snake that was about to catch prey, the tip of the whip always moved to follow wherever Zhang Qiaofeng went.
He jumped, the whip was like flying. He rolled, A Yin jerked his spark so that a scroll of black light appeared that was about to engage him. When he tried to fend off, the whip turned round and even wrapped around his dagger, then there was a very tense attraction.
"Heheh...how does it feel to play such a short weapon? Hard enough not to face me?" taunted A Yin with still trying hard to snatch Zhang Qiaofeng's two daggers.
"Fuck up!" his grunts were unsettled and continued to defend his dagger.
A few minutes later and these two beautiful women continued to struggle in the attraction, no one would budge.
Then Zhang Qiaofeng's eyes glared as if he had thought of something.
"I have to try it! If it works out I'll make a huge profit!" zhang Qiaofeng murmured in his heart.
He bit his lips to strengthen his resolve. After a while, finally his decision was unanimous.
It slightly loosened its pull, but this action was more than enough to pull Zhang Qiaofeng's body soaring high towards A Yin.
Seeing this, A Yin was overjoyed as she felt that her opponent was desperate. So when Zhang Qiaofeng's body was gliding through the air like that, the whip line he loosened and detached.
Then like the tail of a snatching dragon, the whip bounced upwards before then descending at extreme speed towards Zhang Qiaofeng's neck.
Zhang Qiaofeng seemed to have not seen the attack and this made A Yin's heart grow excited. The distance between them was only three meters apart.
But the Yin sprout was only a few inches away before it managed to cut off the neck of this beautiful masked virgin.
However, A Yin let out a surprised cry as Zhang Qiaofeng's right hand flashed and his dagger slid swiftly towards his neck. From afar he was able to feel the gripping cold aura that was generated from that dagger.
"Damnaihh!" A Yin exclaimed in shock and was about to pull the trigger. But even if it could be done, it could not have been able to save his neck.
Then the only way is to use the left hand to cover his neck and slightly tilt his head. But it seems too late.
Along with this, the whip on A Yin's right hand was already very close to Zhang Qiaofeng's neck. But the girl seemed to ignore him.
This made Zhang's men in the army line cry out.
"Miss!"
"See, from the left!"
"Miss, dodge!"
All is useless because it is too late. And at the same time....
"Abkkhhh!!" a shriek sounded from the two beautiful women.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
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