THE SKY GOD SWORDSMAN
41. Fierce Fight I

" Haha....Zhuang Shing the term retirement in the world of shortness is simply because it never appears on the surface, so do not be surprised if suddenly someone appears again after a long time is not heard from." Zhao Han laughed.

Zhuang Shing did not respond, instead raising the tempo of the empty-handed stance with even higher inner strength, but Zhao Han responded with pleasure, saying, for him, this contest of worship is a fun entertainment and its own game.

Slowly the fight became more and more violent, although it had not used a weapon but the impact of the damage was so great that no one dared to approach.

" Zhuang Shing.face my fire..." Zhao Han used the Fire Dragon Breath Movement that gushed from his mouth and hands.

Zhuang Shing compensated with the Sky Sword Technique...

" ....BUCHUMM ..."

The clash of two great fiery forces caused a stinging heat, all the members of the owl sect and the high cliffs further away.

" I haven't seen anyone in a long time who can match my fire dragon breath, it's been so much fun." Zhao Han laughed cheerfully.

" Senior, your abilities are amazing." Zhuang Shing praised.

" Maha.." Zhao Han laughed even more.

Meanwhile, Yuan Fan is finally confronted by Hua Xie (Hua Si) the head of the owl sect.

" Return our sect's heirloom book..! ." Yuan Fan spoke loudly to the head of the owl sect, Hua Xie.

" You want to take the Blood Painter Sword Book?, do it if you are able to." Hua Xie gave Yuan Fan a challenge.

" You really forced me." Yuan Fan pulled out his sword and charged towards Hua Xie fiercely.

Yuan Fan's attack was so dangerous and energized, but Hua Xie was prepared from the start so it was easy to avoid.

Yuan Fan did not stop there, he channeled his energy in more and used a higher stance, sword techniques painted in water, and the, his sword continued to spin causing a wind wave of the tip of the sword like a brush that tried to scratch, painting the enemy's body with several incisions.

Hua Xie dodged too late, he was too confident to underestimate the opponent....

" Whuuts...Whuuts..."

" Chrass.chrass."

Hua Xie's chest scratched a wound even though it wasn't too deep, but several incisions had pierced through his shirt to the point of tearing it in red. He scowled withstanding the pain, his blood coming out seeping down his robe.

" Huch..lacking you..". Hua Xie was really angry, his face looked inflamed and flushed, he channeled his inner energy to reduce the pain.

"" That's just the beginning, if you don't return our book immediately then, I wouldn't hesitate to do more cruel." Yuan Fan threatened.

" You will never get the book, for I will not give it back to you." Hua Xie said those words with a furious feeling.

After successfully alleviating his pain Hua Xie charged at Yuan Fan ferociously, he frowned at avenging his wounds with the same technique of sword painting in water.

The fight continued fiercely, both of them using a similar style of Blood Painter Sword Technique.

After a long fight it seems that the ability of the two is not too much different, but after passing through hundreds of moves it starts to look Yuan Fan is more master of the Blood Painter Sword technique.

While on the other hand Zhuang An's fight with Zhao Chong was no less fierce, the boy had already used many tricks and several different techniques, too, but his opponent this time was indeed truly extraordinary ability.

In addition to his high internal energy he also has a technique that is able to compensate all his moves, coupled with so much experience makes it easy to break all attacks Zhuang An.

" Boy, you're still young but you've mastered a lot of great skills and your inner strength is very high, I'm really impressed with you." Zhao Chong commented on Zhuang An's abilities.

" Senior even though I have a lot of moves but the truth is I can't beat you yet." Zhuang An spoke as he continued to analyze his opponent's abilities.

Zhuang An felt that his opponent's aura was not as close as those of the black stream assassins, which made him think Zhao Chong might be a good person, but why he was defending the owl sect.

" Senior, why are you defending the owl sect ?." Zhuang An asked with a curious face.

" Of course, they pay me, and secondly, I don't want you to kill and destroy the sect without a strong cause." Zhao Chong explained.

Zhuang An wanted to answer but the elder had already moved to attack him with a flick of dragon wings, the strength of the attack pushed Zhuang An backward for several meters.

Zhuang An was a little annoyed, this time he wanted to use the windpipe technique, the young man of responsibility was to drain the pure energy in large quantities then create the wind ****** the pickaxe, also called the whirlwind, then attacked Zhao Chong...

" Whuuuus."

The whirlwind whirled through whatever was in front of him. Zhao Chong however lightly and quickly moved behind Zhuang An.

The boy pulled the manager over and pointed at Zhao Chong, once again the white beard swordsman disappeared from sight and was already somewhere else.

Zhuang An became irritated and grew irritated as he exerted higher energy and faster, the wind whirlwind struck, rolling towards Zhao Chong, but the elder again disappeared as fast as lightning grabbed the boy from the side with the flapping of two dragon wings.

Zhuang An was startled and he was thrown 10 meters later, but the boy immediately stood up adjusting his breath and fixed his horses.

" Boy, how old are you? looks like you're a martial genius huh.?.Zhao Chong threw a question.

" I'm still young, but it doesn't matter to me, all you need to know is that we attacked the owl sect for a strong reason, they stole the high cliff sect's heirlooms, committed a robbery, and they stole the high cliff sect's heirlooms, and sell children as slaves." Zhuang An tried to explain his situation.

Hearing Zhuang An's explanation the elder warrior was silent, he was like digesting and trying to think clearly.

" If what you're saying is true, I won't stand in your way, but how do you prove it.?". Zhao Chong again threw another question.

" First ask those two sect heads who are fighting, second let's go and search the owl sect's detention room, that's two ways to prove it." Zhuang An replied.

While Yang Chen was still fighting fiercely with the seventh level combat swordsman in the face of the brangasan brewpub, the two of them actually looked like they wanted to kill each other.

Yang Chen still felt grim with the actions of this brawok swordsman for cunningly nearly killing Yuan Lian.