The Legend Of Lightning Warriors
Demon Prince
As for Yashou herself, she gained quite a difficult opponent. The old warrior fought against the leader of this attack who was none other than him who was called the prince.
Although his training level had only reached the late fifth stage God Swordsman, but really .. in terms of inner strength, the young ruler could keep up with Yashou.
And also in silat moves, you could say he is very mature and has mastered every style he has. Yashou was not sure that she could defeat him because the old swordsman's advanced age and the strength of the opponent was only slightly adrift of her.
But even so, he was unwilling to give up. Yashou was now fighting fiercely with him. Even the fight was more stressful than the others.
The two warriors were now fighting a deep energy battle. They attacked from quite a distance away by throwing out the energy that formed the sword.
Each of those energies was green and purple, so even this great battle could be witnessed by all. Already several times Yashou tried to attack at close range, but he was quite a hassle.
So this way is said to be right at least for now. The two continued to throw each of the energy swords. So that the sound of explosions is often heard when their energies meet.
Seeing that this did not work, Yashou decided to approach slowly while still throwing the energy swords.
Now Yashou was getting closer to the prince. Without thinking any longer, Yashou then took out the Silat Grasshopper Worship.
Yashou immediately gave death-totokan attacks directed at the vital part of the opponent. Each tootokan contains a large amount of power, so if the opponent is weak, it can be sure to die.
Yashou continued to deliver attacks with her silat stance nonstop. He attacked up to the neck and slightly down to target the thigh of the opponent.
But it was quite unexpected that the young prince had so far always been able to dodge any dangerous attacks he gave. The young prince jumped behind a few spears.
"Pretty good. The nickname Pendekar Belalang Sembah is indeed worthy of you old man. But don't expect with that style of yours you can beat me,"
"White Lions Roll Up Buffalo …"
Suddenly the prince jumped towards him and attacked. But his attack this time was much more devastating, his hands forming a lion-like claw ready to tear apart the prey.
Even his hands formed powerful claws, so each claw attack was truly dangerous. Yashou herself was shocked by the manner of this opponent.
Because he had just seen and felt the moves that the prince used. So that the old swordsman is quite difficult to fend off his opponent's attack because he does not recognize the style used.
The young prince continued to give attacks that targeted the opponent's heart, because his attacks were so fast and difficult to guess, several times he almost hit his target.
Even Yashou's clothes were torn and there were traces of scratches around her right and left chest. The scar was hot, so the old swordsman felt how his chest was burning.
"White Lion Crushing the Stone …"
"GODN …"
The prince attacked again with a different movement. Even this time it is faster and shuts down several times more than before.
Yashou did not want to lose, she also issued a high level of skill from the Silat Belalang Sembah.
"Worshipping Puppets Destroy Mountains…"
"GODN …"
Two high-level silat moves met, the roar of wind from each of their moves felt so sharp. Both of them fought back fiercely.
Totokan and clawing clap never stop. The raindrops and tootokan continued to be given, but unfortunately Yashou lost her concentration. So that one day, a more powerful move hit him.
"The Lion King's Skill …"
"GODN …"
"Mahh …"
Yashou bounced backwards until it hit the sect building. His chest was burning like a fire. From his mouth straight out blackish blood with a number of not a little.
Since attacking with bare hands was useless, then Yun Mei whipped out the Golden Dragon Sword.
"Senior, help me .." he said as he pulled out the heirloom sword.
"It is with great pleasure that Mei'er" replied Cun Fei, who was now incarnated as a sword.
A golden-yellow light suddenly glimmered as the sword was plucked out of its sheath. His opponent was shocked by this incident.
But he immediately pulled out the black-colored sword. The demonic aura felt so pressing as the sword was plucked from its sheath as well.
"You don't think I know the sword you're using? Hahaha ... stupid idiot ..." said the swordsman with a mocking smile to Yun Mei.
The woman grew even more furious, even though she was wearing the Golden Dragon Sword, but since she did not master it, then Yun Mei could not use it to the fullest.
"The Sword Goddess's anger …"
"GODN …"
"It's just that you use your sword. I already know your weakness .. hahaha," he said.
Then the swordsman who became Yun Mei's opponent also issued the moves he had, a black aura began to envelop him.
"Black Sword of the Dark Sky …"
"GODN …"
The sky was suddenly dark black as if a storm was coming. A wind containing the air of death began to fill the place.
Yun Mei who had darted fast with her nurse until she looked like a shadow. But on the other hand, the swordsman still dwells with a black sword that now looks creepy because it always reflects black smoke as well.
Just a moment after that, he darted quickly forward and suddenly a loud explosive sound was heard. Shortly after, it was seen Yun Mei bouncing far back and her stomach had a tear big enough, so that the blood that came out was quite a lot.
His lips also spewed blood. The Golden Dragon Sword bounced far to the side.
No need to take a long time, all the elders had already been defeated with the internal injuries they each suffered.
All of the internal injuries received by the elders of the Thunderbolt Hill sect were severe, but the worst ones were Yashou and Yun Mei. Because it was only the two of them who fought with moves that shook the sky.
The twelve warriors were now laughing so loudly that the sound of a creepy laugh echoed in the place of the Halilintar Hill sect. As for the elders, they only lay weak while holding onto the wounds that each of them received.
The situation grew even more tense as the prince advanced closer towards Yashou. Every step is so powerful. The demonic aura from his body kept coming out so it pressed down on Yashou.
"Hahaha ... Is this all your strength? Hemmm...it seems like the news of the greatness of this sect is just nonsense," said the prince while mocking.
"You ... What exactly is the relationship of the three warriors with you? And who are you really?" yashou asked while pointing at the three warriors who used to attack her sect as well.
"Hahaha .. they must be my subordinates parents. And myself, hemm …"
"I am the Demon Prince. The only son of the Red Demon King …"
"GODN …"
Along with that remark, suddenly the roaring wind grew louder. Eve of death was increasingly felt and the atmosphere was so gripping.
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