The Legend Of Lightning Warriors

The Legend Of Lightning Warriors
Great War IV: Shin Shui's Anger


In the middle of the right, Ye Rou and Xin Wu were slaughtering the enemy troops as well. The white shawl that became his legacy snatched into all directions.


The scarf looks like an ordinary scarf, but who would have thought, the shawl is able to kill enemies with a number that is not small.


As well as Xin Wu, he was no less formidable than the head elder of the White Lotus sect. He attacks anyone he encounters.


The two chief elders worked together very well. Thus the two managed to kill some elders from the alliance of the three great sects of the white stream.


Now Ye Rou and Xin Wu were looking for comparable opponents again. Just intending inwardly, suddenly in front of there was an energy that condensed a large alliance army of white flow to fly high.


It turned out that the wave came from a chief elder. And the one who did that was none other than Sin Wan, the chief elder of the Black Sword sect.


The three chief elders were already facing each other. The three looked at each other with eyes so sharp as a drawn sword.


A slightly strong wind hit them making his clothes flutter. The troops from both camps who saw this chose to take some distance.


They do not want to be hit by a terrible fight that will soon happen.


"You are the chief elders of the white-flow sect?" sin Wan asked in a flat and cold tone.


"Why are you asking that? Whoever we are, it doesn't matter" Ye Rou replied tightly.


"Hemmm .. If it is not the head of the elder, then step aside. I'm not your opponent, I just want to fight alongside the chief elder. Just like me" Sin Wan said.


"Compulsive. Alright, I, Ye Rou .. the head elder of the White Lotus sect. And this is my colleague, Xin Wu, the head elder of the Silver Moon sect," Ye Rou said.


"Hahaha .. great. I found a worthy opponent, let's .. don't be long. Prepare to meet your deaths" Sin Wan said as he charged forward with a black-colored sword that always emitted thin black smoke.


Ye Rou and Xin Wu were ready to welcome the enemy's attack that was speeding towards the two of them. Without further ado Xin Wu then whipped out the sword as well which daritadi grazed on his back.


The three elder heads had already started fighting, two swords and one white scarf were attacking each other. Ye Rou and Xin Wu shared the task.


Xin Wu attacked from close range, while Ye Rou from a distance. Sin Wan attacked directly using his powerful sword stance, the faster the sword swung, the thicker the smoke billowed out from the sword.


Xin Wu tried to always dodge those definitely dangerous attacks, but unfortunately she was always forced to withstand the attacks.


He had held back a few times, but still his hand always shook violently when holding him. Ye Rou did not stay silent, she attacked using a scarf that could be made hard and soft as she pleased.


But it is useless, because the attack always fails and is always repelled. Even with just one hand, the lotus flower-shaped secret weapon that he threw always collapsed slashed at Sin Wan's sword.


Twenty moves passed, but Ye Rou and Xin Wu were still unable to retaliate. Both were forced into a defensive position. The longer the energy of both the more drained.


Because every time it resisted an oncoming attack, it would require a huge amount of manpower.


Now that Sin Wan's movements had suddenly changed, his sword moved even heavier. But every attack he gave, it could barely be held back by those two elder heads.


Until after reaching the twenty-eighth stage, the wounds on Ye Rou and Xin Wu's bodies were clearly visible. The scar of the sword gave a wound that felt hot, even the body part that was targeted was slowly blackened.


So now it is Sin Wan's turn to be desperate. Right in the thirtyth century, Xin Wu was able to give a scratch to the opponent's left wrist to a stump.


"Ahhh .." Sin Wan slightly complained when his left wrist was slashed. He jumped backwards.


"Fuck, you're making me angry …"


"The Black Sword Poison King of the Sky …"


"GODN …"


The sword-shaped black energy was ready to slash the necks of Ye Rou and Xin Wu. It was like it contained an illusion, so the two elders could not move their own bodies.


The opponent was getting closer, but Ye Rou and Xin Wu were still standing. His body was completely immovable despite exerting all the abilities they had.


Just when it was about to hit the two, suddenly from the left there was a huge energy.


"The Red Rawali Three Shields …"


"GODN …"


A red colored energy shot towards Ye Rou and Xin Wu. That energy field formed three layers of shield, it turned out that the one doing that was Huo Yun. The chief elder of the Red Rajawali sect.


Huo Yun continued to try to hold back the opponent's energy, but the longer he felt less powerful as the energy grew bigger and bigger.


After five minutes of defending, finally one layer of shield he made a break as well.


"Mahh …"


Huo Yun bounced back, he immediately vomited blood. His eyes glanced upwards, the elder's head convulsing for a while until finally dead with the body blackened due to exposure to the powerful poison.


"It's sad. But good, now it's your turn" Sin Wan said as she looked at Ye Rou and Xin Wu and prepared to give another strike.


The head elder of the Black Sword sect was running towards the two, he wanted to kill Ye Rou and Xin Wun using his own sword without using any moves.


Ye Rou and Xin Wu had lost hope, both of them had resignedly awaited death. They even close their eyes while smiling. But just as the sword was about to slash the necks of the two, something unexpected happened.


"CAMPUS …"


Sin Wan's sword collided with another sword. Unbeknownst to before, knew in front of the two prospective victims already stood a swordsman who was enveloped in a blue aura and looked furious.


"Fuck!!! You killed my partner in a vicious manner. I want your life instead .." said the swordsman who was none other than Shin Shui, he said furiously when he saw Huo Yun dead.


"Relope …"


Shin Shui stomped his feet as his left hand held the opponent's sword. Along with a leg, Sin Wan's sword was broken into two pieces.