The Legend of Long Chu
Early on

 In a high hill surrounded by shady trees. A sect stood there. The sect was named the God Sword Sect led by a fairly old man with an elongated white beard and also hair that no longer looked his black color.

Now in the sect there was a fight with the clinking of the deafening sword. With the lance complaints and the shouting that was echoed. But, that fight was not a fight for practice. But a real fight risking one's life and death.

Approaching the corner of the hill the sect leader looked at the twenty people who were now surrounding him and said with a sharp look he had "I will never give you this book, Even though I will die. But you must also die! For intending to seize it" Shouted a middle-aged man who was a hundred years old yet still looked like he was fifty years old.

"Why are you holding Chen Long's book? If you have to die, you better give up and you can still live in peace. I'll guarantee it!" Said the man who was crossed by the sword in his hand that was covered with blood. He nicknamed the Devil from the West, Han Bing.he sneered at his best friend in the past.

"Hmm, you think I can be deceived by a traitor like you, who betrayed his friend for a book only, and you have killed my wife even my sect is now destroyed by your ambition. This grudge will forever be in the heart!! My life may no longer be preserved. Better, then, I destroy this book" He said Slowly and waved his hand to throw the God Sword Heirloom and destroy it by sending Red energy out.

Twoar!! The explosion in the air instantly occurred instantly shocking everyone who surrounded him. When everyone realizes it. Their faces were all filled with deep hatred.

"But, he destroyed it. Let's kill him!" one who wears two swords in both hands shouts, then jumps, accompanied by twenty people who both want to seize the Book of Heirloom.he is titled Double Swordsman, Because of him A man yet weakly gurgled like a woman, named Wen Hua.

There was a smile on the face of the person they were besieging, and a great fight was fought again. Explosions here are heard, dust flying from footsteps and targeted attacks. The small hole was covered with a big hole coming through.

Set Set Sat!! Duars! Booms!

Some people were slammed with many wounds on their bodies. There were even those who died from the sword of the Sword King.

Blood splattered, But the figure referred to as the Sword King still tightened the sword he was holding which had now changed color from white to red on the blade.

Fatigue could be seen from his eyes. His movements began to slow down, and it could be seen and felt clearly.

"He's exhausted, it's time to kill him!" The voice of a woman with a foldable fan said, She is nicknamed the Goddess of the Fan of Death named Shen Jiuli

Although it was unable to resist as a whole, yet the powerful figure that was considered the most powerful person in their Place was unlikely to be able to continue dodging every attack of experts. However, even though the lion as the King of the Forest if it is gangred will still fall.

"First move, sky-shredding sword arts!"

Chen Long took out another technique that was within the God Sword Book. Highly he raised his sword and brandished the edge of the sky then slashed vertically and horizontally and then added again with a puncture. Three streaks of different-colored light like an imperfect rainbow came out from the tip of the sword's eyes growing larger and spitting out a light that began to widen.

There was a pressure that could be felt from the technique used by Chen Long's..

Ten people now exploded unceremoniously after the previous five died. Now only five more people were staring furiously. Because the victims on their side are also quite a lot.

Han Bing gritted her teeth "I didn't expect she could still pull out her technique. But I'm sure it's his last energy." His words were clearly heard by the four people on his right and left side.

"We attack together again. With our full strength, I would be proud if I could subvert it" Shen Jiuli or the Death Fan Goddess immediately came forward and exclaimed "Come on! Lest he take a breath that much" his shout kindled the fire of spirit for his comrade.

The five men were now strapping their weapons with their respective techniques at their disposal. Attacking one man who was standing up. Because the wound has also been lodged in his body a lot.

But, there was no fear displayed on his face.

He wants to kill more. To reduce the anger that will develop in the future.

He fended off some swords that kept piercing and slashing towards him. Giving injury to his opponent

But those five people were still fighting with the assault formation that overwhelmed Chen Long. Not just because of the age factor. But also a lot of energy that has been drained.

Blood from the temple flowed into his eyes resulting in his vision blurring and his concentration decreasing. It was utilized by the five people, As a result the five nested swords directly on Chen Long's body. Plus one fan that hit his head.

Even so, he still smiled on the day of his death. "I will remember the faces of all of you, and wait for my vengeance!" Said Chen Long, Finished saying his shattered body exploded and his soul darted away without having a chance to be destroyed.

"Damn! no time to capture his soul" Han Bing said.

"I didn't expect, To kill just one person would have to sacrifice fifteen of our comrades, Is this worth it?" ask the Death Fan Goddess

"It's worth it if we get the book, Because with the book of the Sword of the Gods, we can rule this Western Continent, and that's enough to make us number one and feared by all opponents." Han Bing, the Demon of the West who was obsessed with becoming the ruler of the western continent. Even he would colonize another Continent if one day he could rank first strongest in one continent.

"But unfortunately the Book has been destroyed by the Bastard" said Pedekar Ganda with his weak voice trembling with a sigh and sat down to treat the wounds on his body. Assisted by Two brothers with the title of Blood Devils, Ming Du and Ming Di.

"We better get back to our Headquarters" said Satan from the West again, He took his four friends away. Before anyone comes and finds those who are exhausted. It is not good if the snake that preys will be eaten because of the satiety.