The Legend of Zhu San
027: Slaughtering the Demon Mask Sect
“Supply your mouth Little boy!”
A heavy voice rang out from behind the gate of the Demon Mask Sect.
A moment later appeared a man two meters tall with a very fat body, not dressed, with a face covered by the Elephant Demon Mask.
“Elephant Mask, relax .. He is still a dozen years let the children who teach him a lesson.”
The Tiger Masked Man said as he gave orders with his hands to the other members to immediately attack Zhu San.
Dozens of people sprung from behind the wooden Gate with strange weapons and different strange masks.
The two people who were using the Eagle Mask, jumped into the air five meters high. Both of them held swords in each hand.
The two hands suddenly changed direction along with swooping their bodies towards Zhu San.
The four sword thrusts Zhu San avoided by leaping backwards while pulling out the Red Star Sword.
Then Zhu San darted back very quickly slashing towards the necks of the two people who had just landed on the ground.
TRAAAC
His opponent's sword broke while fending off the speeding Red Star Sword scratched his neck to the point of almost breaking.
Seeing his companion die, another Eagle Mask immediately shot into the air to get away from Zhu San.
But he was surprised, when he was five meters in the air. Zhu San suddenly shot out quickly and was already on top of his head.
The face behind the mask turned pale as he did not have time to dodge Zhu San's slash of Sword splitting his head.
“Soaring!! Let me crush his head!”
The Elephant Mask shouted as it stepped forward a moment after Zhu San had set his foot on the ground.
Although fat, the Elephant Mask has an agile movement.
Within seconds, the Elephant Mask had been in front of Zhu San and released a powerful fist towards the face.
Zhu San blocked the fist of the Elephant Mask with an Iron Fist with his left hand.
BAAAAMM
ARGGGHH
The two fists met and heard a very loud voice, followed by a loud shout from the mouth of the Elephant Mask.
The face behind the Tiger Mask paled as it looked at the hands of the Elephant Mask. The hand that was able to crush the rock as big as the hut, now looks like it has no bones anymore because it has been crushed.
Zhu San smirked feeling a hint of pain in his palm. He only deployed thirty percent of his inner strength when resisting the attack earlier.
“I must not underestimate the power generated from those stealth masks. I'd better destroy them all with the masks.”
After saying so in his mind, Zhu San immediately pulled out the Blue Cloud Sword from his back.
With the Two Swords style, Zhu San immediately charged towards the opponent like a raging bull looking for his partner.
The Elephant Mask had to willingly lose its life with its huge belly that had decomposed due to being hit by the slash of the Blue Cloud Sword.
In less than thirty minutes, Zhu San managed to slaughter the hundred and more Demon Mask Sect Members who were at that place.
In addition Zhu San also destroyed the masks which were a source of power within them.
There were only two people left in front of Zhu San. Two pale-faced people, looking in horror at the bodies of his colleagues who still drain blood smelling fishy.
“Who ... You .. Actually...?” The Tiger Mask said in a stammering voice.
The temporary leader of the Demon Mask Sect, did not have the courage to fight Zhu San who looked in his eyes like a life-depriving angel.
Zhu San said so, seeing the Tiger Mask fall down with one of his comrades.
The Tiger Mask looked puzzled, He was afraid to reveal the secret of the Black Stream Alliance, but He also did not want to die like this.
The Tiger Mask's eyes immediately darkened as he decided to give Zhu San false information.
The body of his colleague who wears the Rabbit Mask, looks to shake violently when he sees his best friend's head, rolling down from the neck.
“Ampun Tuan .. Ja .. Don't kill me”
The rabbit-masked man immediately prostrated himself to Zhu San, saying that their chief was going to the capital of Shangyu.
Zhu San let out a long sigh, then He told the man to take off his Rabbit Mask if He wanted to stay alive.
The man nodded his head. He looked in pain as he removed the rabbit mask.
“Now ... Run like you ran when you called your partner?”
Zhu San's order made the thirty-year-old man's face pale, because he could not run like that, when he no longer wore his mask.
Zhu San grinned and immediately slashed the man's neck to the point of almost breaking. He destroyed the Tiger Mask and the Rabbit Mask with his sword.
Zhu San immediately left the place, he drove his horse back to the city of Shansi and then continued his journey to the Capital of Shang Yu.
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Qing Jun Si Sword Demon, arrived at the Shangyu Capital when it was still bright. He decided to meet the God of Fire and come to him after nightfall.
It was because he saw, so many Imperial Liu warriors were patrolling along the streets in Shangyu city.
In addition, the residence occupied by the God of Fire Tread was the residence of one of the very important palace officials.
The residence belonged to Xiu Shuen, the Imperial Prime Minister of Liu whose loyalty and trust were firmly established by Emperor Liu Feng.
Qing Jun looked at the residence with a smile recalling the cunning done by his best friend Luo San who nicknamed the God of Fire Sites.
That cunning, made Prime Minister Xiu Shuen an indirect ally and a traitor to the Liu Empire.
After the day turned night, Qing Jun shot from one roof to another. He arrived at the residence of Prime Minister Xiu Shuen just as the God of Fire Sipped his tea.
Luo San's forehead shriveled upon seeing Qing Jun's arrival. His best friend's face looked tense with his bare hands carrying nothing.
“You've come back this fast? Where's the Ice Queen's Head I asked for?”
Qing Jun paid no heed to Luo San's question. He poured the tea into the cup he took and sipped it.
“There's another important thing I want to tell you. I Failed to kill Qin Rui and Xie Bing because there was a young man blocking me.”
“Does that young man have Two Swords on his back Blue Cloud Sword and Red Star Sword?”
Luo San's question made Qing Jun immediately put on his serious face. “Truely, how did you find out?”
Luo San the God of Fire Treads was seen sighing long.
“I just got a letter from Sun Yang The Eye of the Devil, about the news of Lin Kai and Fu Kuan's death. They found two tombs in the Valley bearing the names of Lin Kai and Fu Kuan made by his disciple named Zhu San.”
Luo Shan was silent for a moment sipping his tea then continued his explanation.
“Initially they couldn't believe seeing that tombstone. After digging a tomb that they considered empty, found human bones in it. They also believed that Lin Kai and Fu Kuan had been killed in the fight between them.”
“So you think this young man is the Second Disciple of the Number One Hero? But how can He float in the air? While both of his teachers alone could not do that.”
The Flame Tread God's brows furrowed hearing Qing Jun's words. He wanted to ask but someone came to their place in a hurry.
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