929 Die Without a Complete Body (1/2)
Xiangyu was standing in front of everyone with an overpowering presence. The moment the golden light shone on his face, there was only one word that could use to describe him! And that word was handsome!
Standing at six-foot-tall, in a fitted black vest that showed off the contours of his muscles, holding a black metal combat spear, Zhang Fei's Serpent Headed Spear, and Zhao Yun's Gentian Silver Spear. The light reflected from the spear and shone on him. An emperor-liked aura exuded right out from him!
However, the bottom half of his outfit did not match up.
His pants were torn and his shoes were missing! He had flown over barefoot!
”How did he end up like that…” Jiang Ziya frowned and asked.
Murong Tian, still in a state of shock, said, ”When I called him, he was 600 kilometers away completing a mission… It looked his shoes were worn out too…”
”What?”
Qiao'er and Murong Xiaoyao looked concerned.
”That means that he traveled 600 kilometers in two hours? My goodness…”
Murong Tian nodded and exclaimed, ”I thought that he would never be able to make it on time… It was such a long journey and an enemy that cannot be defeated… But he came! I have only been impressed by a handful of people in this lifetime and Xiangyu is one of them!”
”Brotherhood over everything! That's why he's worthy of the title, King of the West!” Huo Yuanba praised.
”That's right…” Tai Yitan nodded and said, ”If we can make it through today, I will ask Sifu to recommend me to him! I want to be his friend!”
”We'll have to see how long Xiangyu can last!” Feng Qingyang raised his head, looked to the sky and let out a sigh. ”Sifu! We are all waiting for you! Please wake up!”
As he said this, all of them could not help but look to the east.
That was where the sun would rise, and that was also the direction of Chen Xiaobei's room.
The dawn of hope, please shine upon the earth!
All of Bei Xuan Faction, prayed silently in their hearts, not to the sky, but to Chen Xiaobei!
”Where did you come from? You actually call yourself the King of the West? What? Did you think that this is a Chinese opera? Hahaha!”
He Junlin scoffed.
Of course, he knew that Xiangyu was very powerful. But with the three bosses present, he had nothing to fear. So he spoke as he pleased.
Fu Qifeng added insult to the injury and sniggered. ”Be a good dog and don't block our ways! Bei Xuan Faction will be destroyed soon! How dare you stop us?! Aren't you afraid of dying without a complete body?”
”Afraid? There is no such word in my dictionary!”
Xiangyu did nothing but concentrated his thoughts to trigger a surprise attack.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Two of the swords behind Yue Changkong suddenly turned and flew towards He Junlin and Fu Qifeng, point first.
”Yue Changkong! What are you doing?” Su Dongruo screamed.
He Junlin and Fu Qifeng were two ranked five and six heroes of Green Town Faction. Like Xia Dinxi, they were also the disciples that were worthy to inherit the faction leader's skill and knowledge!
The faction leader of Green Town Faction did not have any sons, so he had always treated these seven disciples as his own.
They had already lost Xia Dinxi during the last trip. And if anything happened to He Junlin and Fu Qifeng, Su Dongruo would surely be severely punished when he returned!
”It's not me! It's him!” Yue Changkong shouted in bewilderment.
Xiangyu did not react; he could not be bothered to deny it.
The tip of the swords lit up in gold light—completely different to Yue Changkong's silver True Kang!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Phisssh!