The Legend Of Lightning Warriors
Assault IX: The Death of Fang Yun
"Young man, I represent the head of the other Elders very grateful that you have intended to help us. Sorry, we do not doubt the ability of young warriors, but the opponents that young warriors will face cannot be taken lightly. He had a terrible heirloom, the fifth-lower God Swordsman even though he would be troubled to hold him back, or even he could kill him. We hope the young swordsman does not take risks" Ye Rou said, representing the other chief elders.
"Thank you, Chief Elder, for reminding me. But believe me, this young me is capable of dealing with it. Please Chief Elders all immediately take some distance!" said the mysterious young man.
Fang Yun was already prepared to start a fight with the young man in front of him. The young man was about 30 meters away from him. Fang Yun deliberately took some distance with the young man. Because if it got too close of course he wouldn't be able to play the Hell's Flute.
"Senior .. I hope you rethink not to do this silly fight. Turn into a useful and helpful person for others," the young man reminded Fang Yun that the path he was taking was wrong.
"Heh .. Who do you think you are? How dare you say that to me. Did you underestimate my abilities?" Fang Yun berkta with a high tone. Clearly, he was furious at Shin Shui's words.
"I am a nobody, nor do I have the right to govern you senior. Well ... indeed, everyone has their own goals. No one can force the will of another. But, everyone has the right to rebuke and tell something wrong and lead him to something right."
"Omong empty. Fuck what you said, young man, you were a kid yesterday afternoon. I know nothing about life. So .. stop now your unqualified babble. If you still want to lecture, you better go and become a monk," Fang Yun's anger grew even more. The murderous aura that came out from his body grew even more concentrated.
The leaves that were close to him suddenly withered and instantly fell.
'Really, a terrifying murderous aura, ' thought the chief elder who was there.
"Well if that's what you want, senior. Most importantly I've reminded you, now I won't hesitate to take you to hell. Hemm ... You think I'll be affected by your murderous aura? You're wrong." Shin Shui said calmly.
But at the end of the sentence he said, his facial expression turned cold. The gazes directed at Fang Yun were extremely sharp.
"Prove your cheap shit, boy!" finished saying so, Fang Yun immediately prepared to play his Hell Flute.
The resulting melodic groove of Hell's Flute was stronger than before, a sudden strong wind blew unsteadily towards Shin Shui. The trees fly, not least the large stones also carried.
A black fog began to envelop the place, the sound of screams from hundreds of thousands of spirits sounded extremely heartbreaking. The spirits slowly gathered together and turned into one sinister figure.
His entire body was pitch-black, his eyes fiery red. Two sharp fangs with a length that reaches the chin add its own creepy impression. There is no proper mention of the devil except 'horrible'.
Devils from hundreds of thousands of spirits and melodies that could break the eardrum attacked Shin Shui simultaneously. The creature was extremely ferocious and thirsty for blood.
Seeing that, Shin Shui smirked. His body was suddenly enveloped in a lightning-looking blanket. The sky was overcast, the sound of thunder started to sound.
"DUARR…"
The demon was instantly crushed into black dust. The black fog that enveloped him slowly disappeared. Things just went back to normal.
"Why-how is possible. The child could crush the Perverted Spirit Devil easily," Fang Yun's body was now moistened by cold sweat. His heart began to be covered with fear.
The Perverted Spirit Demon was one of the ultimate moves of the Illusory Demon mode that Fang Yun possessed. With the help of the Hell Flute, of course, it became very frightening. But who would have thought, the young man before him right now could crush the Perverted Spirit Demon so easily.
"Who are you really?" asked Fang Yun nervously. He felt he had picked the wrong opponent.
"Hemm .. You don't need to know who I am, it doesn't matter. The most important thing now is, you will immediately send me to hell to avenge what you have done." said Shin Shui coldly.
He immediately shot forward Fang Yun. Then Shin Shui took out his Thunder Sword.
"Dead .." said Shin Shui.
"GODN …"
Fang Yun's head was instantly separated from his body, Fang Yun's body was charred by the effects of the Thunder Sword. He died with glaring eyes, as if in disbelief that he could be easily killed by an 18-year-old.
All the Chief Elders from both the white stream and the black stream suddenly pecked for a moment with what they had just seen. How not, Fang Yun was the Head Elder of the Poisonous Valley sect. He had the mid-fifth stage Swordsman level, but now Fang Yun was killed horribly by a young man. Even they fought only one battle.
How come? Who is that young man? Why would he be able to kill Fang Yun so easily?, various questions began to appear on each of the elders heads.
After killing Fang Yun, the young man walked up to his corpse, no one dared to hold back his actions. Seeing that Fang Yun could be killed so easily, it was enough to make the guts of the elder there shrivel.
The young man took the Hell Flute, then he kept it in the space ring. He intended to ask the heirloom to his teacher.
After picking up the Hell Flute, his gaze began to go around looking at the surroundings. Tens of thousands of troops were killed, waking up around the scene destroyed. The lush trees are now barren, and even innocent animals are dying. The fishy smell had already stung the nose of everyone who was there.
Shin Shui's eyes stopped right at the head of the elders of the black stream sect, namely Fu Wai, Chen Peng, Hui Gan, Jin Shi, She Liang, Ye Meng and Bi Qingyue. They felt intimidated just from the gaze given by the young man.