The Lightning Driver
Chapters. 221. Guerrilla War
“Ha ha ha!.” do not want to lose, Tong Kak San laughed loudly, he was already very familiar with Gou Long's Voice, also because Gou Long directly introduced himself as the Ruler of Lotus Mountain.
“After we waited almost four days you finally dared to point yourself. The son of a turtle who does not know the height of the sky, be prepared, we will take your life.” The power within Tong Kak San emitted powerful, even feeling the pressure of the other martial artists.
Do not want to go first, “Keparat surnamed Gou! I owe my son's life I must settle today. Your life, I'll pull it out myself!” the loud voice of the Patriarch of the Ouyang Clan shouted, he could not help his anger when he heard Gou Long's shout earlier.
Patriarch Ouyang did not wait any longer directly into the already open Array, Gou Long's loud shout was exactly like a fishing rod, his person had yet to be seen, the Array that was already open, the Array that was already open, the throngs of the three evil-intentioned strongholds on the Lotus Mountain Pavilion went inside.
The illusory fog that Hauri created was getting thicker, although it had yet to trap the mind of the martial artist, at least their eyesight was very limited.
“Arrgghh!” the cry of death rang out, no one knew who had died, in order to prevent that none of his side would die, Bok Tong Wa shouted loudly, “Increase your spiritual awareness, and so on, the fog inside here is thicker than it looks.” However, he still did not realize this was an illusory fog.
“Newly now you realize it, ha ha ha...” Gou Long's voice sounds like being carried by the wind no one knows where he is, whereas they have all circulated spiritual awareness, “Prepare to die!”
That's the great mist illusion created by Hauri he can disguise the position of Gou Long, but for Tong Kak San even though faintly, he can feel where the existence of Gou Long, “Bokah motherfucker! Here it seems you.”
Tong Kak San attacked Gou Long with his fist and kick, hands and feet that could extend.
“Tak!” the attack was broken Gou Long with a swing of an iron board machete, he even mocked Tong Kak San, “Darling once! This fight will also end the same as the last time, your death can be sure, you will be finished with a whole corpse.”
“Whoosshh!”
“Whoosshh!”
Two hot shots of the palm slashing fiercely against Gou Long, Bok Tong Wa and Ouyang Sikuan plunge into the fight scene, “Ha ha ha... The bastard surnamed Gou! I won't mind ganged you, my son's life debt we have to settle.”
“That's right! I wouldn't mind either, the sooner you can get better.” Bok Tong Wa attacked again, this person was a type of empty-handed fighter, each punch carried a scorching heat, a deep red flame visible from every air friction of his punch.
Two empty-handed fighters and one sword fighter ganged at Gou Long from three sides, Ouyang Sikuan was very eager to topple Gou Long, he attacked with a sword, he attacked with a sword, sometimes his left hand also releases empty-handed punches.
The three of them look very compact attacking Gou Long, whereas the three are not bound by college, but their attacks complement each other and protect each other.
“Good! Goody! Three Patriarchs intervened together just for my life. Ha ha ha...” fought and laughed out loud, Gou Long developed the technique of moving bodies, great! Gou Long's body movements were never predictable.
The fusion of energy in his typical lightning element with the Body Moving Technique showed a different class. Gou Long's iron plank gauge carried the roar and misfortune of a violent wind on each of his swings.
Gou Long's left hand also did not want to lose to Ouyang Sikuan, he always released punches. Several times flashing Moving Bodies, Gou Long's punch was directed at Bok Tong Wa, “Try you feel one of my Thirteen Bone Destroying Blows.”
He still remembered the last time it was a game, under dozens of blows the machete.
Gou Long's movements still continued, again he unleashed a blow with very cold air on Ouyang Sikuan, the three Patriarchs managed to dodge Gou Long's consecutive attacks, looseness created from there.
Utilizing the situation, Gou Long developed the Body Moving Technique, he disappeared from the attacks of the three of them.
The breakthrough of the fight was over, after exchanging attacks in fifteen moves.
“Aaarrghh!” another death cry was heard again, the three Patriarchs who lost Gou Long stared at each other in wonder, “What happened?” asked Ouyang Sikuan, “What might that brat be able to move this fast and have killed two of us.” Furthermore, his gaze was aimed at Tong Kak San.
Ouyang Sikuan understood, only Tong Kak San could trace Gou Long's whereabouts.
“Cannot be! The boy's movement though fast he would not be able to possibly kill those Heavenly Core Peak people in one fell swoop.” Tong Kak San's eyes looked sharp, he was focusing on finding Gou Long's whereabouts.
Indeed, at that time Eira had also moved, he collaborated well with Siauw Xiezy, Eira attacked from above and Siauw Xiezy attacked randomly from below, when their opponent weakened, and they attacked from above, Siauw Xiezy directly dragged them into the pit of land that he had dug.
With the cultivation realms of those two demons, it was very easy for them to attack and kill the Elders with a relatively equal cultivation level as the two, yet again, again, the foundation and cultivation foundation of the two demons were clearly more steady and long.
Feng Yueyin also made a move, even though Gou Long had never previously ordered, he still activated the attack pattern of the Array, sometimes a pure air compaction punch appeared like a hunk of a ball, like a ball, randomly attacking every black dot that Feng Yueyin saw from the hologram.
“Booomm!” the random burst of attacks from Feng Yueyin messed up the opponent's focus.
“Ha ha ha...” Gou Long's laughter sounded.
“Do you feel fear? Where is the confidence you previously showed?” along with those words, the three Patriarchs felt like something was sliding towards them.
“Whooshh!”
The Patriarch of the Sacred Phoenix Sect, Bok Tong Wa greeted with his hot blow, whereas he did not yet know what was darting towards them.
“Buukk!” it exploded in misty air, “Khuk! Khuk! Khuk!” Bok Tong Wa coughed, circulating pure air, he felt some meridians clogged.
“Goodbye Patriarch Bok! Welcome to wait for two other Patriarchs at the gates of Hell.” the sound of deep radiance is conveyed to him, and only he can hear the voice.
Curious about what happened to Patriarch Bok, Ouyang Sikuan approached, “What happened to you Patriarch Bok?” ouyang Sikuan's arm held Bok Tong Wa's shoulder.