The Legend Of Lightning Warriors
There's No Hope anymore
"If I continue like this, it's not impossible that I could have died. I must be vigilant and show my true strength, especially I must be wary of the head of that strange elder. I think he can already use his true energy well," Shin Shui said as he looked inwardly at Tiauw Pang, the chief elder of the Demon sect.
It turns out that thinking like that is not Shin Shui only, but Tiauw Pang itself is also so. He also suspected that Shin Shui could already use true power, perhaps even better than himself.
"This young man is no ordinary man. I'm sure he can already use his true power very well even in large quantities. I have to be even more careful not to be fatal," said Tiauw Pang as he looked at Shin Shui from top to bottom.
Because it had already measured the strength of the opponent to where, finally the chief elder of the Thunderbolt Hill sect slowly began to unleash his original strength. He planned to expend eighty percent of the power of the Thunderbolt Crystal Necklace.
Suddenly the sky that was originally dark black and silent, now began to rumble with the sound of thunder. The flashes continued to be unpretentious until night was like day.
The Demon sect disciples began to cringe at this incident, especially since they knew nothing. Those disciples probably thought that this was the end of everything.
Their legs suddenly grew limp with fear, slowly the disciples retreated and moved away from the arena of the match.
It turned out that the horror was not only experienced by the disciples, but their elders also felt the same. Suddenly, their hearts were racing. Fear began to overwhelm the elders.
"Calm down, don't be afraid. This was indeed the strength of the boy, especially from his necklace. We must fight with our strength. Believe me, we will win this fight" said Tiauw Pang to give encouragement to the elders.
Even though his heart had an unpleasant feeling. But as the chief elder, his prestige was greater. He did not want to admit that he was afraid either.
Thunderbolts began to snatch onto the entire area of the Demon sect. Even the trees were struck, Shin Shui's appearance had now changed. As usual, his entire body was already shrouded in lightning.
Not to forget also a pair of thunderbolt wings were seen. But this time the wings look a bit bigger than usual. And even stronger the aura radiance it gave off.
On the other hand, the two elders and a Demon sect elder head began to bring out their abilities. The aura of darkness and death became very pronounced.
Air tight, breezy wind that brings the air of horror began to feel there. All the higher-ups were already enveloped in pitch-black smoke.
But the most prominent is Tiauw Pang himself, behind him looks like a stealth figure more similar to the devil. His eyes were three and blood red, monkey-like in shape and black in color.
His hands numbered four, there were two fangs growing that even exceeded his own chin. The figure was like a combination of several demons alone. The demon figure always looms wherever Tiauw Pang moves.
Meanwhile, Yun Mei and the Demon sect elders were still fighting fiercely. The elder was indeed surprised several times because he was often almost hit by the sword attacks that Yun Mei had fired.
But the longer Yun Mei looked the more exhausted, her breathing was already hunting. The Demon sect elder was the same, but not as bad as Yun Mei.
The elder was still able to regulate his breathing well, on the other hand he was also indeed experienced more and certainly due to the higher level of training than Yun Mei herself.
"Enough we've been playing around sweet girl. Now just accept your death," the elder said as he made a strange move and was about to attack Yun Mei.
"Ocean Splitting Swords …"
"GODN …"
Meanwhile, that Thunderbolt Hill sect elder was also at least still able to fight back with the rest of his inner strength present. So he hurriedly corrected his position.
Yun Mei spread out both her hands. His sword was held in his right hand, then he swiveled it to the hour hand qrah. After that his sword was also pointed into the sky high.
"The Flower Swords Welcome Spring …"
"GODN …"
Suddenly the elder of the Thunderbolt Hill sect shot out quickly and welcomed the extremely bright yellow light earlier.
"CAMPUS …"
"NAME …"
"Mahh …"
Yun Mei bounced up to four spears backwards and rolled. The girl stopped when her body had already hit the wall which was useful as the barrier fortress of the Demon sect.
Yun Mei spewed out quite a lot of fresh blood. His whole body felt broken and broken. His gaze was a little blurry, but he tried his best to stay afloat and get back up.
But despite several attempts to get up. The beautiful girl still collapsed and collapsed again. His body was already feeling completely limp and helpless. His inner energy is getting thin. He felt that there was no hope anymore.
Actually, he could have won if using the Grasshopper Worship moves that were passed down by Yashou before she went on an adventure. But because he had not mastered it perfectly due to his lack of inner strength, so he had not been able to use that stance.
Especially now facing a more formidable opponent. If using it is the same he took the risk himself because it must require a large amount of energy.
Because even though the moves given by Yashou are a series of legends and the strongest in his day, still if it can not be issued to the maximum then the style will not be as strong as before. That's why he prefers not to use it.
Meanwhile, the elder was so happy when he saw the beautiful and sweet girl who became his opponent was now limp helpless. He laughed out loud.
Slowly the elder started walking towards Yun Mei. His eyes so radiated a vile demonic look. He seemed to see a soft prey. The desire to enjoy the body of the beautiful and sweet girl was no longer able to be eliminated.
His spirit has mastered the whole self. So it's only natural that he can't control himself. That's how lust is, he just shows up all the time.
When lust controls Me, whatever I do, is motivated by lust. As the saying goes, the greatest enemy is not your opponent. But nafsumu.