LEGEND OF THE ETERNAL FLAME WARRIOR
Episode 259's. The Golden Sand Sword, the Sky Heirloom of the Han Clan
"You're pretty good at throwing knives!" Xiang Yu said with a faint smile.
"Hehehe wasn't always a swordsman just good at playing the sword." The fight resumed and Wu Ya finally decided to pull the sword that was on his back and force Xiang Yu away so as not to disturb the fight of Yao Qiu and Si kong Yu.
Not staying silent, Xiang Yu who got the attack tried to dodge while several times throwing a knife at Wu Ya, who had been attacked, yet there seemed to be no other way for him other than to draw his sword to welcome Wu Ya's attack.
Trang!!!!
"Dream of a thousand swords!!!"
"Blood flower!!!"
Xiang Yu and Wu Ya had now started exchanging sword styles with such quick movements as well as balanced battle energy.
No one wanted to interfere with the fight between the two as the fight could not be matched by the swordsman who was under the power of the holy swordsman.
While the fight between Yao Qiu and Sikong Yu was slightly one-sided, Yao Qiu's fighting ability was slightly above Sikong Yu's.
And as a result Yao Qiu had already managed to land a few blows on Sikong Yu's body.
Srtttt
Sikong Yu jumped back while wiping the blood coming out from the corner of his lips after being hit by a powerful enough deep-power punch.
"Dam.... Since Yao Qiu wasn't helping, I became quite hard-pressed to deal with him, there doesn't seem to be any other way." Sikong Yu moved his teeth while flowing a deep energy into his grout ring.
It was seen that he took out a small black box before finally turning his facial expression into a sly smile towards Yao Qiu.
While Yao Qiu who was looking at the small box looked to be frowning his forehead while deepening.
"What's that little box?" His inner self before Sikong Yu's laughter broke.
"Haha!! I admit that your abilities in swordsmanship are indeed above mine, but it seems like your abilities won't be of much use in a moment." Sikong Yu.
He then opened the small box and was seen in it containing a dark red pill that gave off a distinctive aroma and was nothing but a dragon blood pill.
Yao Qiu who recognized the pill immediately rounded his eyes.
"Damn!!! I can't let him swallow that pill." Not yet had Yao Qiu moved any further, the dragon blood pill had already entered into Sikong Yu's mouth.
"I'm late, he's swallowed it." Yao Qiu was now staring at Sikong Yu sharply and slowly Sikong Yu's body started to gather enormous inner strength.
While not far from the place, Xiang Yu who felt the aura of the fighter Sikong Yu was seen reviewing his victorious smile.
"Hahaha it seems like old man Sikong Yu has already used the dragon blood pill, I can already feel that your partner is getting into a big trouble." Xiang Yu said.
While Wu Ya looked a little sweaty at the moment of feeling an extremely overwhelming aura of power not far from his place.
"Aura this... His strength had even nearly reached the power of the holy swordsman who had already opened 8 gates." Inner Wu Ya trembled slightly.
In Wu Ya's mind was a little mixed up and guessed that the person who was his current opponent also had the same pill that Sikong Yu had.
In another place, Tzu Ning and also Bao Tang were seen facing off against each of the 3 senior swordsmen of the thousand-sword sect and one of those swordsmen was Xiao Gang one of the medicine concocting teachers as well as the elder another sword.
Tzu Ning and Bao Tang looked so relaxed against his opponents, even now that the six senior warriors had already suffered internal injuries due to the extreme strength.
"Hehh I thought there would be another holy swordsman coming, it turns out that only two scum king warriors." Tzu Ning said after Han Fung and Wang Zu arrived.
"Chairman Xiao Gang, you're okay." Han Fung helped Xiao Gang to stand up while draining a little of his inner strength.
"Ohuk!!" Fresh blood began to flow from within Xiao Gang's mouth accompanied by gasping breaths, as well as the elders who fought with him before.
Wang Zu was seen staring intently at Tzu Ning and Bao Tang, one of which was a huge fear in his mind, but he looked so trying to fight that fear.
While Bao Tang had now started walking closer to Wang Zu who was still standing in front of him.
"You white people are stupid, but you know you're dealing with someone much stronger than you, but you still don't want to give up." Bao Tang said as he walked.
While Wang Zu again gulped his saliva when he felt the murderous aura of Bao Tang, in his mind he knew that luck like before would definitely not be repeated.
Han Fung who was behind Wang Zu was seen standing up and exerting a deep force on his sword.
"Wang Zu, until when will we run away from this fear." Han Fung's inner power was now focused on the sword in his hand.
"Han Fung's.... You're....." Wang Zu was so shocked when he sensed Han Fung's power that had already risen to 1-star senior swordsman.
"Since when did Han Fung have the strength of a senior swordsman don't-don't he...." Wang Zu's shocked gaze could not be withstood.
Bao Tang who had seen the same thing was seen raising his eyebrows slightly.
"It turns out you're one of the members of the Han clan, it's been a long time since I've seen any power change techniques in that clan's possession, either, the last time I saw him killing one of your clan's top brass was 10 years ago." Bao Tang said with his cynical smile.
Han Fung who heard that immediately rounded his eyes, because what was said by Bao Tang was exactly the same as what happened to his father 15 years ago, and made his mother come to die at that time.
"You.... You're that black-robed man!!!" Shouted Han Fung while remembering the dark period where he saw his own two parents killed by a black swordsman for defending a family heirloom.
"Oh... It turns out you're the little boy who cried when I killed a couple who didn't want to give up this golden sand sword." Bao Tang stared at the sky heirloom sword he had in his hand.
Han Fung who saw his family's golden sand sword was back so angry with the overflowing inner power, it had even now reached the strength of a 3-star senior swordsman.
Wang Zu who was next to her could not even believe what had happened to her comrade.
"Fung Han....... This power....."
"Khekhekhe if the old man had not been around, maybe you and your little brother would have died in my hands as well." Bao Tang again provoked Han Fung with his sneaky smile.
Han Fung clenched his hands tightly before shouting loudly.
"Give me my family's heirloom sword....." Without a second thought Han Fung shot up at high speed and charged forward to attack Bao Tang, in his mind there was no fear anymore and only contained a desire for revenge to the black swordsman he was fighting.