The Legend of Long Chu
The double duo in action

"We retreat" whispered the white skull patriarch to the elder who was beside him. "I'm sure, Wen Hao's strength isn't at three stars. Viewed from previous attacks. If the difference of one level would not be too striking. But, you saw it yourself?" Said again.

"Good patriarch. I will ask the others to retreat" said the elder.

Xiao Dai swept his gaze around, he would not let a single swarming fly run away flawlessly.

While Wen Hao faced ten people who were at the level of a two-star King swordsman by himself. With undoubted ability. Undaunted he blocked and fended off any attacks that tried to test his defensive strength.

Wash. Three energy controlled blades are quite good. I don't know why Wen Hao could do that, even though he wasn't at the emperor level yet. Only the form of the knife can be used. But that did not change Wen Hao's composure.

Because to him, none of his opponents could use that. Wen Hao threw the three blades towards the three people, then he pulled himself to the side releasing the tip of the sword that was trying to split his body. After that he gave a powerful enough kick, a kick capable of making a two-star King warrior flung far enough.

Another attack from behind. He jumped quite high and twisted his body many times to avoid while giving an attack with a sword that had been in his hands. The sword was glazed in the sunlight. Reflects the light from under the white.

Sat set!

Two people scratched the tip of the sword belonging to Wen Hao and were forced to retreat quite far back. Go seven more people. Head off.

"I'm very impressed with the fighting skills you have, Wen Hao! I don't know where you learned it. Give it all up! If you want to live?" Gou Hu said and threatened, but it was not considered by Wen Hao.

Wush! Baaam! A stray-looking attack was launched by Xiao Dai, he attacked several people who were about to escape the battle. But there were only two people who were hit by the attack. But he marked it right. Who actually ran away.

He did not chase because there could have been a trap waiting for him down there. 'Better I help Wen Hao' his inner self. Then he jumped spinning in the air and landed beside Wen Hao. "Do you want to fight together?" Wen Hao asked with a smile on his face that was not very visible, as there was a beard and mustache covering his mouth.

"It wasn't long ago that we never fought together, you take it easy! I will not be a burden to you" Xiao Dai said. He felt his youth return.

When they were both very young and always together like a couple. And many mocked them in the sect and said they were both same-sex couples. But they both cared about the rumors. They are doing what they want. Until a woman came who was curious about the two of them and became a truth-tester of the rumor. Surely it was the future wife of Xiao Dai who became the mother of Xiao Shu who had become a goddess in heaven.

"Let's show them how the greatest duo in the history of the Dusk Dawn sect acted" said Wen Hao, who attacked people in front of him.

Wen Hao pulled out the sword before stalling forward. Xiao Dai did the same. The two of them combined a double attack on the seven people who were still well preserved and still had not been licked by the sword.

The barrage of sword sounds that collided was so deafening, the footsteps that always moved places made the dust rise. The gripping atmosphere was getting darker interspersed with cries of pain obtained.

Everything that was originally going to be luck had now turned into misfortune. No one expected, the child mission failed miserably. Although it could create divisions within the Fajar Sakti Sect, it was not worth the financials they received. It's a real loss.

Even to live there is no hope anymore. And it would probably be the story where the Black Crow sect failed to prey on.

Wen Hao let out his pride technique when dealing directly with Gou Hu who also issued his flagship technique.

"Third move, sword arts shadow, shadow illusion!" Wen Hao muttered. The sword in his hand turned black and gave off an indeterminate illusion which one was real.

Gou Hu clenched his teeth. 'Where exactly did this old Wen Hao learn the illusionary style, I never heard in this realm of such a technique' He knew Wen Hao's combat strength had far left him, he knew, coupled with the mainstay technique that almost everyone in the eastern world knew, almost nil for him won. But, if it did not fight he would be even more embarrassed, at least being able to give a scratch would be more profitable

"Third move, the black crow steals prey!" He exclaimed loudly. While jumping his body lunged at Wen Hao who also both drew swords.

Sreeengs! Their swords clashed, the speed of the shadow sword was indeed beyond doubt. It can fool the eyes that lack focus. Gou Hu's eyes danced to follow the movements of the sword that was somehow real.

Argha! Argha! Two scratches on his left shoulder and stomach made Gou Hu shout loudly. Not an ordinary scratch, but it was quite deep and shed a lot of blood.

Gou Hu restrained his body with a sword so as not to fall down with a mouth drenched in blood he said. "There will be someone coming to avenge me, and he too wants something that is on you" Gou Hu coughed with a lump of blood coming out of his mouth and he was picked up by his death..

Meanwhile, Xiao Dai who was fighting two people had also managed to thrust his sword into the body of one of the opponents. When he drew his sword there was an unusually loud cry like the howling of a wolf separated from its herd.

The other one slowly retreated. But the rice that has become porridge should be eaten do not throw away. Not wasting opportunities. Xiao Dai delivered his strongest punch. "The second movement, the Art of the site of destruction!"

Aided by the strength of his sturdy legs, he banged his body forward with a palm that pointed towards the opponent's back.

Baaam! The man was instantly stoned in the ditch and ended up with death anyway.

Victory was obtained but the face remained gloomy, if you look back there was a prosperous neutral sect but now the sect was ravaged by the fight.

The elders who also managed to live against the invaders sat down with a deflated breath. And so many injured students. Even more dead than injured. This was a very real loss to the sect.

A young man gallantly sat on top of a pile of corpses. He was like an arrogant figure who wanted to be looked up to, if anyone disturbed it would die. Many were afraid to approach him when they found the sharp eyes of the young man. Even the mentally weak level of warriors stared at him..