The Northern Sword God
The Three Swords of Orange
The sword in the hand of the woman in short clothes let out a pure air that looked surging in an orange-colored light,
"Gush !" in just a single lunge the prick had made a mess of a sword formation that would be in the form of twenty Xia Clan King Realm Experts. The group became in disarray.
"Who are you !
Didn't know you were dealing with the Xia Clan, one of the Five Star Clans of the Western Region? Don't you know that you're playing with death?"
A man dressed in the uniform of the Xia Clan who had the most cultivation in the Six Star King Realm said in a threatening voice. He watched deeply the glint of the sword in the woman's hand,
"It was a SAINT rank Spirit Sword.
Where did these people come from? Their weapons and cultivation rank were so high" inwardly
The woman laughed again. In a cold tone he said,
"Don't I say it before? You are a Clan that once chased after me to the point that I was thrashed in the Western Region there.
Maybe if I teach you a little lesson then your memory will be open"
The orange radiant sword swung like a dancing man, and the woman vanished into the scroll of light like the sky at dusk. His movements looked so fast yet beautiful, like a Sword God dancing,
"Suitt !"
With a puncture that carried an orange wave but felt dangerous, he stabbed towards the Xia Clan group.
On the other hand, the twenty experts of the Xia Clan then close each other's bodies and heard instructions,
"Sword Forms"
Hearing those instructions, the twenty practitioners of the Xia Clan then formed a neat formation, which looked like sword writing.
"Slash !" the man who was at the very front, who had the highest cultivation of the Six Star King Realm made a slashing move casually.
There was no pure energy emitted from the sword formation's slash, but it was a great result of the slash that the formation made. The orange-headed woman suddenly felt the power of rebound (meaning bouncing because this term is often used in mmogrpg games).
"Your..!" the woman slammed hard back.
But because of his skill, instead of falling down, he did a beautiful jump, and his feet were set lightly without sound on the mast of the spirit ship.
"Hide.. It turns out that your sword formation has quite good rebound strength.
Good !. I want to know. If I attack together with my three comrades in a similar technique, are you all still able to produce a rebound of 80 parts like that?"
The woman's face can be covered in a veil that disguises her. Yet all those Xia Clan experts felt a tinge of ridicule within his voice. The woman then whistled loudly, followed by a beautiful salto performed by two hooded men, landing lightly beside her, the woman. Both the dead-handed and fully-armed gangsters are seen wielding their swords.
"Destroying !" a clashing sound rang out from the dark veiled female's mouth, followed by a loud thud of the three experts who were seen jumping as fast as a swallow into the darkness of night in the skies of the Cursed Desert.
"Wareful !
I'm guessing they'll...!" just as he was about to explain what to do, suddenly there was the sound of a very strong wind roar from the direction of the sky of the Cursed Desert. Everyone looked up to see.
The roar was followed by the glittering orange color that filled the night, when the three figures of the concisely dressed expert seemed to plunge freely with a sword threatening towards the formation.
"Black Tortoise formation !" the formation leader's man exclaimed. All of the Xia Clan experts then took out something like a large round shield, black-clad that piled on top of each other, making them look like the back of a black turtle, from the top.
"Unite pure air !" the formation leader's instructions immediately at the execution of all the members of the Xia Clan, who were then pumping out their pure Qi, merged and enveloped the surface of the shield.
"Rebound Technique !" the whole shield then issued a kind of thin black membrane, which is a combination of pure air, with the aim of protecting them.
"trang - trang - trang !" the prick of the orange-clad sword clashed with the black shield. The rebound force in combination, willing to block the orange sword thrust that repeatedly pierced and tried to destroy the rebound energy.
But the rebound energy was so strong that it protected the black shield, making all those muffled pricks of pure Qi always bounce towards the attacker. Not to mention the occasional from within the shield formation, the Xia Clan's sword was seen coming out piercing back, thus making the three experts into a fuss.
change the strategy of the attack" whispered the dumbfounded hand using a transmission to three of his friends.
Once again the three experts of compact clothing chipped into the sky, then they marched against each other very quickly in the air, then swooped sharply in rows that supported each other the exertion of pure air.
"Energy of the Orange Ice Sword !" shouted the veiled woman in the front row. The three of them shot out at high speed, filled with the combined pure air called cold energy.
The twenty people below suddenly felt a coldness stabbing into their shanks. Indeed, the air in the desert is very extreme, namely the day is very hot, but the night becomes cold. But the cold that these three experts were emitting was no ordinary cold,
"I feel as if there is magic energy in this attack" whispered the leader fromasi with a shiver to his comrades.
In just two blinks of an eye, the two dozens of Xia Clan people saw the grains of ice flowers falling from the sky, falling on their shields..
"Why do I feel creepy?" whiskey one.
Filled with curiosity, the formation leader's man peeked out from the sidelines of the shield.
"For the sake of the gods" he exclaimed softly. In his view he saw a gigantic sword glittering in a orange glow gliding down where around the sword was the aura of a giant lotus flower, which seemed to be an ice lotus.
"Bom !" a violent clash occurred when the giant orange sword formed a rebounding shield, cracking the shield, then then breaking into pieces. The spirit ship itself was shaken so hard, where the clash made the ship eject so hard and hit a cliff.
"Outside !" the second collision that was no less violent caused the hull to tear, then followed the broken mast of the ship
The twenty experts of the Xia Clan were thrown dozens of spears out of the hold kala, where their mouths repeatedly let out gulps of blood.
Meanwhile, three concisely dressed experts seemed to jump in a beautiful motion, they clumped together and landed on the desert land, some distance from the ship that was seen hitting the cliff.
There was not the slightest expression on the faces of the three experts wearing those black short clothes. They stood still, waiting to see if those twenty Xia Clan people were still alive.
"Have they all died? Ask the man with the big hands.
"I didn't expect that. We better wait a little bit" replied the other man who had not spoken at all from the beginning.
The three men agreed to wait, while the night grew colder and the wind blew, when on the other side was seen a spirit ship that began to burn in the flames.
Among those scattered corpses, Xia Chen, the Xia Clan formation leader's man, was seen moving his hands. He was trying to reach into something from his spatial ring. Xia Chen is not dead.
When in the end he managed to pull out a stamp from within the ring, Xia Chen stood up with the final force. He shouted out loud, though,
"Haha... Although it managed to destroy our Xia Clan ship, yet do not expect you to be able to live. I know you're the northern men of the bar-bar. Accept your death !"
The whistle was put in his mouth, and then he blew it repeatedly,
"priit - prritt - prritt"
The three experts looked at each other, then the dumbfounded hand said in panic,
"Look, that bastard called someone. I thought that it was an expert whose abilities surpassed ours"
"Silent as you are Peng Fai, there can't be a higher-headed person in this place. I don't think there's any aura around here"
The puffed-up hand then seemed a little relieved, he said
"Hopefully what you said is true, Lin Hong
let me kill this bastard" Peng Fai waved. The orange sword lit up, then flew as fast as a meteor pointed towards Xia Chen's neck
*Connected*
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