THE SWORDSMAN OF FIRE AND ICE
MYSTERIOUS GRANDMOTHER
Fei Yang's chest instantly bled as soon as the tip of the blade touched his chest.
Fei Yang without hesitation continued to step forward.
Wei Wen was slightly shocked to see that he had injured Fei Yang's chest to the point of bleeding.
His hand that was holding the short sword, looked trembling.
Unaware of every Fei Yang stepped forward, Wei Wen stepped back.
"Don't force me, please go..hu,.hu,.hu,.hu..!"
wei Wen said as she stood up crying and she lowered the short sword in her hand down.
Seeing this Fei Yang immediately went forward hugging Wei Wen tightly.
"Let go of me, don't touch me, I hate you.!"
wei Wen shouted trying to thrash.
But Fei Yang was not willing to let go of her, he realized that he was currently releasing Wei Wen.
Then forever, he would never be able to be with that girl again.
He would also forever be considered by Wei Wen as the culprit behind his father's death.
This slander will continue to cling to him for good, even jumping into the yellow river though.
He will not be able to rid himself of the charges.
"I hate you, though,..! I really hate you, though,..! I also hate myself..!."
"Why am I so weak..!? why am I still unable to resist you..!? why..!? why,..!? Hu,.hu,.hu,.hu,.hu,..!"
wei Wen cried sadly while crying in Fei Yang's arms.
Fei Yang tightened his embrace and said,
"Follow your feelings, believe me you won't be wrong. Trust me.."
Fei Yang sighed in relief, while smiling happily.
Such a heavy burden squeezed his feelings, gradually starting to become lighter.
But suddenly Fei Yang's smiling happy face, suddenly turned into a slight grimace enduring the pain.
From the corner of her lips flowed a mouthful of fresh blood, Fei Yang with a look of disbelief in his eyes, released his embrace and stepped back away from Wei Wen.
In his stomach was now stuck with Wei Wen's short sword, which now only saw the handle.
Fei Yang suddenly let out a voice of laughter filled with sadness and voidness.
Wei Wen himself was very shocked, he continued to stare at his hand holding the short sword that was now lodged in Fei Yang's stomach with a look of disbelief.
He himself was not aware, why could he suddenly stab Fei Yang.
Wei Wen was unaware, as she and Fei Yang were hugging, and were unfocused.
Zhao Yuan Zuo from afar used his black aura to control his hand holding a seven-star short sword to stab Fei Yang.
The Seven-star Sword was an heirloom sword that possessed immense magical power extremely sharp and was able to injure a person protected by any powerful force..
Because the sword is supported by the seven-colored stone belonging to Goddess Nu Wa, even this sword is said to be able to injure the emperor of the sky and Buddha.
This sword Wen Wen received from his father, as a gift for his 17th birthday.
Zhao Kuang Yi received the sword as a gift from his older brother Zhao Kuang Yin.
As for how Zhao Kuang Yin, was able to obtain this heirloom sword no one knew.
People only know this sword was last ever in the hands of the legendary General Lu Bu in the era of three countries.
Fei Yang's inner power certainly moved automatically protecting himself when he sensed that there was danger coming threatening.
But that radiance of seven-colored stone light, had miraculously stopped the movement of Fei Yang's automatic protective power.
So without difficulty the sword directly pierced Fei Yang's stomach.
Fei Yang after releasing his sorrowful laughter, he instantly plucked the sword from his stomach, until blood spurted out from his wound.
"Wen Wen I will help you, pass your wish.."
The sword was pointed directly at Fei Yang towards the heart in his right chest.
"Don't...!!"
wei Wen yelled palely, while moving forward wanting to prevent it.
But it was all too late, the sword was already unstoppable, its movement so quickly slender towards the heart.
At the critical moment Fei Yang's back was hit by a remote tootokan flick.
So that his movements stopped in the air, his body fixed motionless there.
From the direction of the sky floated down an old grandmother dressed in all white.
"Based on a foolish young man, he already does not want to hear your explanation, with the heart to hurt you to this extent.."
"You still want to kill yourself here for her, have you forgotten your promise to the people who love you.."
said the old granny reprimanding Fei Yang.
As soon as it descended on the ground the old grandmother immediately embraced Fei Yang's waist carrying him back flying towards the sky.
But the grandmother's footsteps were stopped by Zhao Yuan Zuo who blocked her while smiling sinisterly..
"Your old granny can go, but she can't.."
"If you want to survive, I suggest you never dare to interfere."
zhao Yuan Zuo said in an ice-cold voice.
He floated up against her with a black sword in his hand.
His entire body was enveloped by a terrifying dark aura.
The grandmother smiled mockingly and said,
"Want to confront me, can you ?"
"We'll try, we can't be found out.."
zhao Yuan Zuo.
Unresolved, a black energy slash had already shot towards the grandmother.
The black fog that enveloped Zhao Yuan Zuo's body also reacted.
5 little mist darted shackling the grandmother's accomplices and neck.
To make sure the granny could not dodge, nor move to fend off Zhao Yuan Zuo's attack.
The grandmother remained calm, even though the neck of her legs and hands had been shackled by Zhao Yuan Zuo's black fog.
And his body could not be moved to dodge Zhao Yuan Zuo's attack.
But when the black sword energy shot past the grandmother's body, the grandmother who was carrying Fei Yang, had already disappeared from her place, there was only a shadow of her body left in that place.
Zhao Yuan Zuo who saw his attack only managed to hit the shadow of the grandmother.
He was very surprised by the speed of the grandmother's movements.
When he heard the smooth swish from behind him, Zhao Yuan Zuo swiftly made a forward salto in the air.
So that the white light released by the grandmother passed right behind her neck.
While dodging, Zhao Wen Zuo also released a slash of darkness sword energy towards the back.
'Wusss,..!"
But again Zhao Yuan Zuo only managed to slash the shadow of the grandmother's body.
Not even his position was stable, he again heard a smooth swish from behind his back.
Zhao Yuan Zuo again had to hurriedly throw himself away dodging the white rays, which darted past beside his body.