The King of the Sword King
The beginning (ii)

  Rami's coat now looks like a god of death, with an orange-colored sword in hand, a terrifying aura sticking out, as well as mixed with a majestic-looking aura. The sword in his hand started to cross the sky. Although his face was invisible, all felt a murderous aura with a mocking mimic.

   The practitioners of the Thunderbolt Fist became frightened. 

"Ballintar Boxing Formation !" swiftly, the remaining practitioners formed a single fist formation. 

"Kill !" Fists clenched, energies united, then exploded in a single fierce attack. Rami's coat frowned. He looked at the formation vigilantly. In combat techniques using formations, it is not the ability of one by one practitioner that will be faced. This was a combined action, killing the opponent with strength together.

One Shadow-shaped Big flaming fist lunged into the Hemp Coat. Rami's coat was alert as he flicked the sword in his left hand

"Energy of Orange Ice !" he crossed the air with a sword. A dazzling orange energy appeared.

Duars ! a violent impact occurred, explosive explosions were seen within the flames.

   The flax coat retreated several spears, his left hand grasping the sword tingling. He secretly acknowledged the prowess of this Thunderbolt Fist, which was done in formation.  His voice became increasingly cold. Said..

"I don't think you guys have a bit of intelligence.

   All right, let's see. I was wondering if you guys would put up with the following attack !"

   His hand had suddenly grasped the flute in his right hand. He spun then with a dramatic flute having stuck to his lips, and tone after tone was heard. 

The world is freezing ! Even the stars disappeared, somber, star-like cries heard the tone of death.

   On the deck of the ship, the practitioners rolled, blood coming out from all the holes in the body. It didn't take too long when they all became in pain, lost their memories and they clawed at each other and killed each other. 

   Creepy, as that flax coat floated with a chaotic tone made the heart beat like it was about to explode, while the practitioners of the Thunderbolt fist Sect were lapping, reaping death.  

   Jiu De had just finished her routine tasks in the room with her beloved concubine. When he came out in a hurry from hearing the noise, reality was in plain sight. All of the expert practitioners he had brought from the Central Plains, were seen sleeping in the hold of the ship. 

   Jiu De was shocked and had yet to realize the existence of the Hemp Coat. He said cursing, 

"Who is this great man of courage? 

   To harm the Thunderbolt Fist Sect was the same as inviting the Immortal to be an enemy !" 

   He stared bitterly at all the members of the sect lying covered in blood, probably dead. Slowly he raised his head, looking forward where the Hemp Coat floated creepily. 

   Jiu De realized the situation quickly,

"It seems that all this was the work of a sword thief...

   I still remember you escaping from the arena of Menhua City, after being chased by Master Yong Association practitioners" Jiu De said coldly.

   Rami's coat laughed again. He said,

"Are you scared Jiu De? Today I will take your life. I'll show the world. What does vengeance mean" 

"Reflame?what do you mean by revenge?" ask Jiu De. He quietly poured pure air into his hand, and the thunderbolt was ready to explode in his hand.

"You forgot your memory?

   Did you forget? you're Nangong Rong's accomplice, took out the people and the remaining inhabitants of the northern plains, a dozen years ago?" the sound of the Hemp Coat sounded even more sinister.

   Jiu De instantly stuttered...

"You-you?

   You are the remains of a Northern Plains practitioner aren't you?"kat Jiu De started to feel scared.

   The coat laughed out loud...

"You don't have to pretend to be stupid.

    Today the debts I owe, starting from you guys the Thunderbolt Boxing Sect !"

   Not to mention the twisted Hemp Coat saying, Jiu De quickly formed a thunderous flame in his hand. He leaped pouncing on the Hemp Coat with a fist of fire gleaming lightning in hand. locking onto the Hemp Coat.

"Death !"

Duars ! Thunderbolt split in space, following Jiu De's fist. His hand ignited electrical energy.  

   To his astonishment, the Hemp Coat acted relaxed as if it did not see any single electrical energy threatening him. He even swung the sword firmly, then the Orange Rays came out mixed with the grains of ice.

Duars !

   The orange energy split the thunderbolt energy, becoming dim lost in the void. Jiu De was very surprised. She's panicking. Just want to escape..

"Please !" yelled Jiu De horrified. That Hemp's coat isn't his opponent. Hemp's Coat a Nature expert Crossing the final level SAGE.

   Seeing Jiu De spinning in an escape motion, one cold snort sounded from the direction of the Hemp Coat. After he scratched the air, the second slash re-created an orange glow which quickly locked onto Jiu De's poor neck.

Wush. Orange energy slitting the neck shaft Jiu De. His head rolled, thrown towards the Peach Forest. His body parted, crashing into the hold of the ship. Thunderbolt sect master Jiu De took his life in the sky of the Peach Flower Forest, when he fulfilled the invitation of Immortal Nangong Rong.   

   The situation then becomes quiet and quiet. The Hemp Coat throws a handkerchief bearing the name "Flying Sword Sect" and disappears behind the clouds. The spirit ship belonging to the Thunderbolt Boxing Sect was flying slowly towards the city of the 1000 dream gate, as if it had been set automatically towards the Thousand Dream Gate City.

   The next day everyone in the thousand dream gate city was startled by the arrival of one spirit ship filled with the corpses of the practitioners of the Thunderbolt Boxing Sect. Even more shocking was that the leader of the Thunderbolt Boxing Sect died with his head separated from his body.His head was gone, remaining a body lying rotting on the deck of the spirit ship.

   Circulating the news of the birds, that these were all the responsibilities of the organization that mentioned themselves as the Flying Sword Sect.

"Isn't the Flying Sword Sect a single Holy sect? they they are so cruel" asked the crowd watching the evacuation of bodies from the deck of the ship.

"Of course they were acting ruthless because they might have a grudge with the side of the Thunderbolt Boxing Sect!" the other word.

"Not !. It was said that the Flying Sword Sect hated Sword God Nangong Rong" replied the other.

"Empressive. I can't wait to hear the news of the duel between the Sword God against the Flying Sword Sacred Sect!"

"We'll see!" the other word.

   Meanwhile, above the Cursed Desert, from the direction of the Island of Ice in the North Continent, one creature was seen flying across the sea, moving rapidly towards the Central Plains. The man standing on the winged creature's back recited a sad poem. Although his face was handsome, but a sad aura clearly emanated from that face. It was a song of memories..

The lyrics are like this,

Why the heart must be sad

When all is gone

One will not go, the other will come

All the substitutes have been provided by the heavens

So you're so sad

So let's dance to the beach and go

Or you can go to the desert for another mountain

If it is a match then surely meet a replacement for the Sky Permit

Seriate

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