The King of the Sword King
The Unforgettable War (iii)

"Yong yong's... Yong yong's..

What are you doing ? Back here.." shouted Huo Qing in panic. He did not expect at all that the young man would have the courage, running through the remnant overflow of battle energy, which was like rain falling on the sandy ground, the arena of the Cursed Desert Sect.

   Wang Qing-qing herself was not born hysterically, she overflowed in anger, as she saw the frail youngster running through the rain of battle energy that was still falling in the arena.

"Yong-yong, Yong-yong ! Returned ! 

   You're just looking for death to go closer to the arena" cried Wang Qing-qing, the compact both of them screaming hysterically.

   The sound of screaming the two, so noisily making the attention of the people near, the visitors turned their attention to a young boy named Yong-yong. 

"What does the boy do is seek death only"

"She's tired of living and wants to date death !" people chanted in panic as Yong-yong drove in a stiff and clumsy motion, awkwardly towards the battle arena in the Cursed Desert. 

   But the mouths full of swearing, full of sneering tone were silent. At that time they watched in disbelief, the young man called Yong-yong suddenly leaned his feet on the sand, then floated darting like a splitting shadow in the Cursed Field.

   All those stiff and awkward movements turned into nimble, fast-moving movements like meteors, and unexpectedly, he had briefly stood on equal footing with the Immortal Nangong Rong.

"I-this is?"

"Is he real" a lot of people rub their eyes, as if they don't believe in it.

   Huo Qing and Wang Qing-qing, were now speechless. They did not even dare to speak, when they saw the young man change from the awkward I could nothing, now standing on the level of the Immortal. 

   It was not enough to be there that the shock of all the people here the shock grew and stirred up when in the sky there, the young man gave off a bright light, which caused an air of oppression, which caused a violent, violent, violent, violent atmosphere, radiating up to all the sandy plains, the oppression with the pure air is very strong. 

   Then very quickly the young man's body, transformed into a great and greater one, which at some point satiated him, he looked so great as a God, his form is no less creepy compared to Nangong Rong. 

"Immortal !"

"He is an Immortal !" the sound of shouts from millions of visitors rang out, full across the wilderness plains. Huo Qing and Wang Qing-qing grew increasingly silent. Unable to speak in the slightest, shivering in fear. They have been disrespectful towards that Immortal - Yong-yong. Wang Qing-qing is more. The girl who had been jealous, because Yong-yong was loved by the master.

"Is this real? that stiff and awkward simple child on reality was an Immortal !" Huo Qing, the Harmony Sword Sect Master saw the incident with a body shaking violently. It was unexpected at all, that the mediocre youngster was in fact an Immortal. His face flushed in an overwhelming embarrassment, as he recalled one story after another that had just passed. He presumptuously, even has the intention to raise Yong-yong to be his disciple.

"Huo Qing. You're too old. Perhaps this is a sign that it is time for you to withdraw from the Wu-Lim stage, this hustle and bustle of Jiang Hu's world" Huo Qing's face instantly withered, looking ten years old.

Meanwhile 

   In the sky there, Nagong Rong made a loud voice in laughter, when he saw the young man, in fact, a single Immortal practitioner. Said..

"So you're the Trump Card that the Flying Merchant Sect hides, right?

   And now you're finally showing yourself. I had guessed. There is no way that old man an Immortal in the realm of practical soul force is able to fight against me, the Immortal" Nangong Rong's face sneered, it was just like he had guessed the end of the drama that the Flying Sword Sect had made.

   Yong-yong the young man did not answer at all. There he looked serious, ready to overflow in a sword exchange that could happen unexpectedly.

The two great powers with oppressive air then enveloped the sky, seeping down into the wilderness, possessing a ruthless, deadly power that only Immortal experts possessed. 

"It's a rare occurrence.It's really a rare occurrence an Immortal would fight an Immortal swordsman against a swordsman" the people grew even more excited.

   Just then Nangong Rong waved his hand, then the Fire Immortal Sword started to let out a hissing sound like the sound of a forest full of dried trees, engulfed in flames, terrifying at hearing. The audience immediately shuddered at the sound and hand movements of Nangong Rong.

   The young boy named Yong-yong was not even carrying a weapon or anything.. Everyone became anxious seeing him as if he had no intention and no preparation for war.

"Did he want to die fast? Please someone come give the sword to him !" people were even struck to see him with only his bare hands.

   The fear grew even more, as everyone watched Nangong Rong wave the sword in his hand.

   At that moment the Flame Domain re-formed behind Nangong Rong, then exited from within that domain, hurtling fast. Three Thousand Swords in a swirling form of fire threatened to scorch the young man.

   Nangong Rong himself was seen unceasingly forming strange seals on his chest aimed at controlling the Three Thousand Fire Sword. All of them are twisted, evil-looking full of thermal energy that can even destroy a single country. 

   Nangong Rong said arrogantly.

"All the techniques and all the swordsmanship in this world I have learned...

   Even if I wanted to, even a demigod human can be defeated and I cut off his neck.

   You're just one ant, there's absolutely no meaning in front of me" 

Die ! 

   Nangong Rong, then raises the sword spirit inside the Three Thousand Fire Sword, which is now chasing each other quickly, like a ghost ready to roast Yong-yong into dust. 

   Meanwhile, visible behind the Three Thousand Sword Fires, Nangong Rong moved swiftly, making sword moves, piercing full of deadly air, full of Immortal energy, as well as the Immortal Fire Sword. 

   On the contrary, Yong-yng the youngster looked relaxed. He didn't even panic at all. He empty-handedly formed a seal on his chest then swung his hand forward, while drifting backwards as fast as the speed and movement of the sword in Nangong Rong's hand. Nangong Rong looked truly terrifying, in a puncture motion, as he marched the Three Thousand Fire Sword, locking and ready to kill Yong Yong.

"No !" a stifled scream sounded from the mouths of the spectators. 

   There was a chase in the sky, occurring between fellow Immortal as well with the stab of the Immortal Sword. Yong-yong then forms a large glowing seal, full of alien runes. His lips commanded something unexpected.

Blams.

   The mirror is big, very big. The mirror was then silent in front of Yong-yong, acting like a transparent shield. 

"Defense !" the sound of her screaming was loud.

   An explosive explosion occurred when Yong-yong's protective shield clashed with the Three Thousand Fire Spirit Sword.

Blam !

Blam !

Blam ! 

   The sky turns bright colors, so bright it even beats the bright sunlight during the day.

   Then a horrified voice rang out from Yong-yong,  

"It's my turn now !". 

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