
Zhu San smiled when suddenly Kang Ji came at high speed towards him, He had indeed been waiting for a fight directly with that black flow figure of the Wei Empire.
Zhu San easily dodged Kang Ji's extremely high-speed attacks. It even responded with a much faster attack.
In an instant Kang Ji began to be pushed hard, he did not expect at all if today should be overwhelmed to face the style of a young boy who deserves to be his grandson.
By playing the Tinten Siba style that now uses great energy, the prowess of the style is several times that of before. Perhaps the Thousand Hand Monk Thio San was already unable to keep up with it anymore at this time.
TWOGH !!!
Kang Ji's body bounced a dozen meters away with his mouth spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood. His old face looked extremely furious after muffling the pain in his back with a deep exertion.
“Lack of Ajar You!” He was about to shoot back at Zhu San, but a pair of gigantic legs of Zhu San qi energy, had already shot out first kicking his body from behind.
BUUGGHH !
Kang Ji howled loudly, as he felt his back hurt from being hit by even greater force. He could feel if some of his bones had been broken.
Kang Ji's thrown body hit the wall of a hill, slowly falling down with thinning consciousness. Seeing this, Shao Meng became nervous.
“Kang Ji was defeated easily by that young man?! Brother-in-law is fighting with his old opponent. I can't possibly win against that young man. How's this?” Shao Meng's mind was filled with bitter reality.
He intended to leave the place, but his steps came to a halt when suddenly Bian Chi had darted and was in front of him with a drawn sword and a gaze filled with anger.
“Where Are You Old Bangka?!” Bian Chi asked as he slashed the Yin sword in his hand towards Shao Meng's neck which was almost too late dodging him.
“Quickly!” Shao Meng hissed with a pale face. He could not be longer in surprise because the attack Bian Chi came back very quickly.
He also tried to fend off the sword that issued the very cold air, but he had to swallow the bitter reality when his old body bounced and floated unstable due to the impact.
This was utilized quickly by Bian Chi, He again darted at high speed chasing after Shao Meng's body. The old man's eyes, widened as he felt a sword slap towards his neck.
With all his might Shao Meng repelled the Bian Chi sword with his sword. But this time not only his body was thrown back, his sword was broken in two.
In his surprise when he found his sword broken, Shao Meng caught his guard. This time Bian Chi's sword slashed back towards his neck, he could no longer avoid it.
CRAAASHH
Shao Meng's head separated from his neck without a death scream coming from his mouth.
“Adik Meng!!!” Hou Ming who was fighting with the figure he called Pang Ou, shouted loudly at the scene.
He suddenly shot towards the body of the younger brother who slid down with his head one meter apart to fall first.
Hou Ming immediately grabbed the two parts of his younger brother's body. Sadness and anger were clearly visible on his face, as he placed both parts of Shao Meng's body, upon his arrival on the ground rocks.
“Adik Meng ... I will avenge your death, so you can be calm in nature there.” Hou Ming said as he closed Shao Mengs widened eyes by rubbing her face.
The ground trembled as if an earthquake had occurred, the air around his body fluctuating violently. It made Zhu San and Bian Chi wary, especially after hearing the cry of the deep blue-robed figure, Pang Ou.
“Be careful! He will pull out the Murka The Devil Lightning style!”
Grandpa Pang Ou's face looked serious. She immediately approached Zhu San and Bian Chi who had already darted and were near her husband.
“Grandfather thank you for helping me earlier.” Zhu San saluted and introduced himself as well as Bian Chi. Then he asked what style Hou Ming was preparing.
“That move is very dangerous, look! … The black cloud that came out from the tip of the iron in his hand, will form a demon that is able to emit giant lightning. I used to be defeated by him with that style.” Pang Ou explained quickly to Zhu San and Bian Chi.
“Chi’er looks like we should use the style of Holy Anger Sword Yin and Yang simultaneously and combine them.” Zhu San said after hearing Pang Ou's explanation.
He also asked Pang Ou to help him by inviting Emperor Shi Hung and others away from the place at least a kilometer so as not to be affected by the moves they will use.
Although astonished as to why it should go that far, Pang Ou immediately darted swiftly towards Emperor Shi Hung and the others.
After seeing that his entire family was far enough away, Zhu San and Bian Chi immediately made a move to bring out the Holy Fury of the Yinyang Sword.
Meanwhile Hou Ming was still standing with his right hand held in the air, holding the heirloom of the Iron Eternal Lightning that let out clumps of black clouds was extremely dense and almost filled the area of the waterfall in the valley of the Lao San mountain range.
After reciting a long enough spell, Hou Ming suddenly shouted out loudly. “The Great Lightning Demon! Appear!”
From the Eternal Lightning Iron it suddenly shot out a silvery light and struck the black cloud clump.
Instantly, the black cloud changed color to silvery and began to move to form a giant-sized creature that had horns on its head.
His face looked sinister with all the lightning sparks enveloping his entire body. The gripping Eve filled the valley in the mountains of Laosan.
While Zhu San and Bian Chi had just finished forming two different Dragon Snake tails, loudly shouted their energies together.
The two gigantic dragon-shaped energy tails wrapped around each other, then two whirling tornadoes, wrapped around the bodies of the two snakes that were slowly merging into one.
Now a dragon snake is formed that is four times larger than before with hot and cold air that radiates simultaneously from the dragon snake that has a body with two colors.
Hot air emanates from the right side of the body that is yellowish red like fire. While very cold air emanates from some other bodies are light blue.
As the two sides were preparing to unleash their respective power of movement, a long, loud howl suddenly sounded.
It was accompanied by the appearance of a blackish-red light that immediately formed a giant red wolf that let out a very gripping air.
“Devil Wolf! So the news that Kang Ji got the heirloom of the Demon King's Taring is true apparently.”
Hou Ming smiled after knowing, who emitted the blackish-red light that was now in the form of a Red Wolf.
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