The Legend of Zhu San
079: Yinyang Dragon Tread
That extremely loud cry of Zhu San, immediately woke up the soldiers resting inside the tent.
While those who surrounded Zhu San's army, gasped when they heard such a loud cry using that high inner power.
“Chairman Qing Jun .. Who shouted and where was that person? Has our plan been known to enemy spies?”
A wet hoarse voice rang out asking the Demon Sword Sect's Chief.
“That's Chairman Zhi Hung, I can't feel the person's whereabouts. We'd better attack them immediately, you from the east and we from the north.”
Qing Jun said so to Chairman Zhi Hung who was the Head of the Black Sword Sect.
Zhi Hung immediately shot towards the place where a thousand members of his sect who had been a hundred meters on the east side of the Zhu Han army camp.
Qing Jun then gave orders to his men to immediately light fireworks as a sign of their attack at the start.
As the fireworks exploded in the air, Qing Jun's eyes widened. He remembered the voice of who had just shouted.
A cold sweat immediately flowed down Qing Jun s back, as he realized Zhu San's existence above them.
“The young man .. He is still alive apparently. I must leave this place immediately.”
Qing Jun immediately shouted to give command to his men to immediately attack Zhu San's troops.
Zhu San who heard the scream, his face turned ugly as he looked from the north, east and west, darting thousands of people to where his troops were.
“Are these the Special Forces that Grandpa Master spoke of? If true, they are the members of the Black Stream sect, I will not let a single one of them leave this place!”
Zhu San immediately took out the Yinyang Sword from the Ring of Souls and immediately threw it towards the west.
Those who attacked from the west, had been closest to the Shinzu City warriors who now looked frightened when they found they had been surrounded by opponents.
“Do Not Be Afraid! … Fight them!” Zhu San who realized it immediately shouted up the fighting spirit of his soldiers.
The sound of screaming began to be heard from the west as the Yinyang sword shot out and pierced the body of the opponent who was nearby.
“What!!? Impossible!”
“Cannot ...!!?”
The attackers from the west immediately stopped and no one dared to come forward to attack, upon seeing the Yinyang Sword had killed at least twenty of their comrades very quickly.
Zhu San immediately helped the soldiers to overcome the attacks from the north and east.
Those from the north were shocked when Zhu San suddenly appeared before them and descended from the air.
Those who were near Zhu San did not have time to move back again, as Zhu San attacked them using the True Yinyang Tread Technique.
High heat and extremely cold air emanated strongly from both of Zhu San's palms.
Those who were hit by his right Tread attack, killed with charred bodies and who were hit by the attack of his left footprint, died with the body frozen.
That of course made those who came to attack, trying to run away from Zhu San.
The sound of the clanking of swords as well as the sound of death cries from the soldiers, made Zhu San even more furious.
The energy of his inner power is increasingly overflowing, making the night air becomes unpredictable.
Meanwhile Zhu San who caught a glimpse of the pale face of his soldier was getting furious. He finally brought out the Yinyang Dragon Tread.
The Hot and Cold aura further increased along with the exit of the two red and blue energies from Zhu San's palm.
The energy that passed formed two dragons tails in different colors of red and blue, making the attackers who came gasp.
But those who were fighting with the soldiers, were not aware of it. And they were the targets of Zhu San's anger.
The two dragon-shaped energies, immediately swerving and darting struck those who attacked the soldiers.
Qing Jun's eyes bulged wide, his body shivering violently at the sight of what happened to them being struck by that dragon-shaped energy.
The same thing was experienced by Zhi Hung, the Black Sword Sect's Chief, his mouth was wide open when he saw the two dragon snake-shaped energies slaughtering his men quickly.
Their bodies that were struck by that energy, if not destroyed with charred bodies, would have been crushed with bodies frozen like a lump of broken Ice.
The soldiers immediately moved away and were in the middle of the camp. So too with those who come to attack.
“Retreat!”
Zhi Hung who had been feeling trepidation in his heart, shouted loudly before darting away leaving his Sect members.
While Qing Jun, had already darted away from that place. Zhu San snorted in annoyance. He was determined, those who come no one can go anymore.
But because the number of those who fled scattering left the place very much, making it unable to finish them all.
Zhu San shouted out loudly. He released the two dragon tails from his inner energy, towards the north and east.
WHUTTT WHUUTS
BLAM BLAM
Two loud explosions blared out at night that began to move towards the morning. The screams of death could not be heard from those who were struck by that energy.
Their bodies were crushed into tiny flakes that even cats would be lazy to eat.
Zhu San let out a long sigh when he realized that those who had attacked were now invisible to his eyes.
Zhu San turned his body, his forehead wrinkled as he saw a man wearing the Black Eagle Mask, struggling to escape from the Yinyang Sword attack.
Zhu San grinned widely. The look in his eyes turned cold as he looked at the martial level of that Black Eagle-masked Man.
“This man seems to be leading the attackers from the west. I should be able to capture him alive and dig up information from him.”
Zhu San stepped slowly towards that strange-looking fight. He turned his eyes towards the hundreds of bloodied corpses.
The air that smelled of water came from that place. While the smell of charred flesh, coming from the east side of the crushed corpse was hit by the True Yinyang Tread of Zhu San.
Zhu San stopped stepping as he was five meters away from the Yinyang Sword. Zhu San raised his hand, making the Yinyang sword shoot towards his hand.
The figure of the man who was unharmed while fighting that Yinyang Sword, looked at Zhu San with an extremely angry gaze.
Zhu San smiled at him. From his appearance wearing the Black Eagle Mask, Zhu San could guess that the figure before him right now was the Black Eagle Sect Chief Chung Ta who nicknamed the Dark Eagle Swordsman.
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