The King of the Sword King
The Last Battle (ii)

  The young man floated like a bird, looking majestic with his tunic coated in his green robe waving about. His face looked flat - cold with no expression. 

Tring - tring - tring!

   Guzheng's strings were drawn from his ten slender fingers, and he saw how they moved softly like a dancer's hand, even though he was a man. A sweet, drugging voice rang out splitting the still-dark morning. But the impact of that quote is terrible.

Tsing - tsing - tsing

   Everyone's eyes were wide-eyed when they saw ten types of sword intent flying from Guzheng that the young man picked. There were ten swords running fast, like flying snakes leading to a herd of Western practitioners. "Run !" and things got messed up.

Duar - duar - duar !

   Ten explosions erupted as the sword energy from Guzheng's passage touched the sand of the Cursed Gurung. Dozens of practitioners from the western and eastern alliance group were thrown up high following the sword energy which then exploded explosively.

   "Someone must stop Guzheng's picking man with the rhythm of death !" chaotic sounds of instructions from the direction of the western and eastern groups. Following instructions to stop the Guzheng picker, two SAINT figures flashed into the sky, where the death rhythm picker was concentrating on performing soul force attacks.

"Death !" snapped two SAINT experts from the Western and Eastern regions together. By then their swords had locked onto Guzheng's plucker, who seemed to be indifferent to the interference of outside attacks - as it concentrated on killing with soul force.

   However, a thunderous voice rang out the joyous feeling in the hearts of the two western and eastern SAINT parties. 

"Never dream !"

   Following a flaming whip of fire twisted the sword of one of the SAINT, while the other sword of fire blocked the sword in the other SAINT's hand.

"Trang !" the sound of the impact of four weapons met, buzzing very loudly caused a feeling of pain in the hearts of his listeners. The sword in the hands of the two SAINT was blown away by the Sword weapon and the Flame Cemeti.

"Dao rank spirit swords !"

   The SAINT duo from the west and east side did not have time to think anything, as the swift movement of the fire sword and the flame whip, swinging fast, now turned towards the bodies of the two of them, in the mighty power of a SAGE they could not possibly fight.

   As much as possible the two tried to fend off the whip and the fire sword, using the rest of the sword that was blown away.

"Defense !" as much as both of them could, those SAINT experts blocked the sword intent and the whip of fire.

   Turtle screams rang out in the skies of the Cursed Desert, as swords and screeches of fire split the bodies of the two SAINT from the alliance of the Western and Eastern plains. A thudding sound rang out as the body pieces of the two SAINT's fell onto the sandy ground, leaving dust flying.

   Master Fei Ma hovered ferociously near Guzheng's plucking man, who looked like he didn't care about the battle that had just happened. Master Fei Ma's face looked terrifying, extremely ferocious with two Dao-ranked Spirit weapons and an Immortal Quasi that was flaming like fire.

"Someone must act !" mao Lao Gui whispers. He turned his gaze toward the group of practitioners on the side of the central plain who were still silent, motionless and not involved in the chaos.

   Meanwhile Dong Bai, the Eastern Sword King whispered. Whisper with transmission..

"Now or not at all. It's time for your central square to show loyalty in this fight!"

   Finished Dong Bai whispered threatening words, suddenly from the side of the group of middleland experts floated a human figure, with a drawn sword as if ready to fight against Master Fei Ma.

"We meet again" said Tian Cheng, SAGE level four of the central plains while smiling towards Master Fei Ma. The two hovered, moving to the rhythm of the morning wind. 

"Wel.. This is the time to determine, which way will you take sides, right?" said Master Fei Ma sneering. He slowly poured all his pure air into the two weapons in his hand.

"At the end we from the central plains chose to join the alliance of the two countries. West and East. It's a pity that we haven't had time to contact those southern people" Tian Cheng said calmly.

   Twirling the whip in his hand, Master Fei Ma said.

"Wel..so what gift did your alliance promise? west and east?"

   Tian Cheng floated slowly spinning forty-five degrees and Master Fei Ma kept his eyes - with eyes always looking at Tian Cheng. Tian Cheng whispered,

"Actually we are not too interested in an alliance with the East and West.

   But the two swordsmen of the land said that we from the central plains would have the right to take away the Ten-ranked Alchemist as prisoners of war.

   For us, the best advantage is to have an alchemist who can make pills and ingredients that will help the young geniuses of the central plains, he said, to reach the highest cultivation - and become the ruler of this continent"

"I guessed it. You guys will become very interested in Alchemist Jiang Fai. 

   Greed to become a higher expert, to the extent that it makes you become confused and then make an alliance with the western and eastern people. 

   Honestly, I'm starting to like your personality and abilities. But it's a pity...we arrived at a crossroads and have to determine who the winner in this fight is not it?" said Master Fei Ma.

   Following those words, a single huge flame tongue, struck towards Tian Cheng. Tian Cheng fiercely retorted while sending out a sword wedge that was no less powerful. Then. the two SAGE were again involved in a life and death fight. It's just that, the life-and-death battle this time is really much more dangerous than the second fight, just a while ago.

******

   The morning had gone by day, the sun was shining with its scorching heat in the Cursed Desert. The battle between the three camps was brutal. Bodies were scattered, blood splattered in the Fields of the Cursed. SAINT against SAINT, and SAGE against SAGE.

   Guzheng picker named Yu Long was starting to look sweaty. Sweat dipped profusely on his forehead, white smoke began to pour out from his yams. Yu Long started to feel tired and some of his magic energy started to weaken. But he must continue to play the music of death, to help the north defend against the west and east.

Meanwhile..

"Ling Hong.." the female voice, elder Zuo Fen Ying sounded softly.

"What should I do Elder Zuo?" asked Lin Hong to approach the woman. The two of them stood on a rather high sandy ground resembling a small hill, and watched the course of the great fight in the battlefield of the arena.

   While staring with an unfathomable expression, (of course because Zuo Feng Ying was wearing a wooden mask), the elder said.

"You know what you have to do, right?

   It seems that Yu Long started to fall because the opposing forces were too many" Closing Zuo flatly said.

"good. Lin Hong would do the best that Lin Hong could do".

   The beautiful female Lin Hong took a deep breath, then she jumped up high. A strange song came out of his mouth. He sings while dancing in the air.

   But don't think the woman is possessed or anything like that. It was then that Lin Hong exerted all his energy and inner strength, to trigger the sound and dance of the soul sucker - using magic.

Why should the heart be sad when all is gone?

Doesn't one go and another will come?

All replacements have been provided Sky.

Don't be sad, let's dance and go to the beach.

or let's go to another desert or mountain.

If indeed all of that is a match, then surely meet a substitute for the permission of the sky..

   Lin Hong the girl started singing with all her soul and magic power. The hot and scorching desert was instantaneous like being doused with rainwater, and becoming cold. The experts from the western and eastern groups instantly stopped their sword attacks, silent and fixated on searching for who was singing so beautifully.

   Then when they looked towards the figure of the flying female hovering at that height, their hearts and souls were instantly hypnotized and forgot while fighting. Not to mention that in each of the female dance moves, she created illusory illusions such as birds, butterflies and beautiful scenery soothing the heart. All the experts of the western and eastern alliance fell within the magic enchantment.

   Then in silence the experts from the north swung their weapons, slashing, stabbing and poking the people who were exposed to the magic. Mao Lago Gao and Dong Bai turned pale instantly. The two then jumped flying into the sky, following where Lin Hong who was in a trance played the Soul Retainer Dance..

"The devil woman !"

"Witch deserves to die !" 

   The sword energy of the two SAGE people was now gushing at the tip of the sword, which was ready to split Lin Hong into a corpse.    

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