C82 (1/2)

As the two cold words came out of Luo Hui's mouth, the surrounding suddenly quieted. Everyone knew in their hearts that the matter today would not end peacefully, as a desperate battle was unavoidable.

Zhou Tong stared fixedly at Luo Hui's face, and after a long while, he slightly nodded his head, and his voice had also become a lot louder: ”Since that's the case, then your drug gang, I will have to offend you as well.”

The Sword Qi tore through the air, and a strong gale blew away some of the broken rocks on the ground. The tip of the sword was pointed towards the ground and the carditis was released.

”Zhou Tong, I know you. To be honest, I really want to cooperate with you, but as you know, Yan Clan has a lot more influence than your Mo Sect, offending Yan Clan for you is not a smart move.” A faint white cold aura continued to seep out from Luo Hui's body, and his words were indifferent, ”So, it's better if you lie down at ease!”

”Ka!”

A gentle breeze blew past and a piece of rock suddenly rolled down, heavily smashing into the ground and instantly shattering into pieces.

The sudden clear sound was like a huge rock being thrown into a calm lake. Immediately, huge waves rolled up and a large amount of different colored Spiritual Aura surged out. The sound suddenly being emitted was like a large rock being thrown into a calm lake.

”Attack!”

As their auras surged, two simultaneous shouts came out from Zhou Tong and Luo Hui's mouths, and as the two voices fell, the tense atmosphere suddenly broke!

The low roar that contained a fiery fighting intent lingered while the human figure flashed.

The instant the shout fell, Zhou Tong's palm suddenly smashed onto the ground ferociously with the tip of his foot. The cyan colored airflow exploded under his feet, and the violent energy fluctuation created a pushing force that immediately turned Zhou Tong into a black shadow that shot straight towards the group of people led by Luo Hui.

Just as Zhou Tong moved, Xiao Ming also suddenly pounded his chest and rushed forward. One man and one beast charged towards the remaining people who were causing trouble and the ten odd experts of the drug gang.

”Zhou Tong, I will block it, you guys, stop that Golden Armored Ape, during the battle, don't spread out, as long as you defend together, with your cooperation, even if you cannot defeat that big guy, you can still hold it off!” Luo Hui shot a glance at Zhou Tong and quickly commanded.

”Yes sir!” Hearing that, the group of drug gang members all replied in a deep voice. The spiritual energy in the body surged and a cold Qi flowed out from their bodies.

Several members of the drug gang all had indifferent faces, and weren't afraid in the slightest because of Xiao Ming's terrifying aura. Their hands trembled, and four flying swords emitting a cold aura appeared, quickly attacking Xiao Ming.

Hearing the whistling sound of the wind behind him, Zhou Tong did not turn his head around, and stared straight at Luo Hui who was quietly standing on a rock. The Multi Bone Sword suddenly clenched and slashed down, and instantly, a sharp green Sword Qi shot out explosively.

The Sword Qi of the Sword of Truth, which could be used to slash people's hearts, could be considered Zhou Tong's most powerful long-range attack.

Luo Hui's hand trembled slightly, and immediately, a flying sword that was entirely made of ice appeared. Clenching the sword hilt with one hand, the tip of the sword thrusted out explosively, and instantly, one could see a sword image continuously appearing in mid air, each sword image stabbing at the Sword Qi firmly. The sword image repeated several times, and the sword Qi that contained the carditis was actually shattered.

”As expected of a practitioner of seven segments, your understanding of the way of the sword is much stronger.”

Luo Hui's attack caused Zhou Tong's face to change slightly. Looking at the action taken to resolve the Sword Qi, Luo Hui's strength could not be compared to the b * stards from before.

As the thought quickly disappeared from his mind, Zhou Tong's expression became more serious. The Multi Bone Sword in his hand ripped the air apart, and with a chi sound, it turned into a black shadow, bringing out a sharp oppressive sound.

”Swish.”

”Cold Cicada Sword Intent, rise!”

As Luo Hui's shout fell, the misty cold air that lingered around the cold flying sword immediately began to churn, and when it spread out, it was somewhat similar to the carditis in Zhou Tong's hands.

”Zheng, zheng!”