Chapter 12 Deity Vanquisher (1/2)

Even though the short and skinny man was old, his temper was short. The silver hooks slipped out from his hand, a silver light blinked, as though a new moon had appeared out of thin air.

It may look captivating, but it was actually formidable.

Despite the silver hooks coming in rapidly, it was not as quick as the man in green.

A piece of wooden chopstick lightly touched the silver hooks. With a slight steer, the silver hooks made a detour.

The petite old man pulled an iron bridge maneuver and very dangerously managed to dodge it, but there were two bloody gashes on his chest.

He panicked as he tapped on his chest with his fingers, taking out a small porcelain bottle and poured a few pills into his mouth.

It turned out that the petite old man was a malicious fellow, there was poison laced all over the pair of silver hooks and it would have been fatal if it came in contact with his blood. It was absolutely necessary to take the antidote within a very short period of time to keep on living.

The man in green had established himself with just that one attack, he had truly showed his awe-inspiring specialty.

The Golden Blade King ignored the elderly man with a solemn face and his feet standing in the position that resembled the directions of the eight trigrams. From left to right, the cane knife was dragged across the floor leaving deep knife marks as sparks flew in all four directions.

The Golden Blade King's walking got faster and faster, there were steaming white gas coming from the top of his head, many phantoms of him emerged unexpectedly, it was difficult to differentiate the real person from the phantoms.

Suddenly, the gleam of his blade moved and came in torrenting through the white gas.

The man in green raised his brows, this knife method was actually derived from the sword move, Endless River Pouring In. The attack was not only an astonishing one, it was also endless.

The Golden Blade King was born with superhuman strengths. His martial arts skills, both internal and external, were profound. He was already a first-class figure of Jianghu and was clearly not to be underestimated.

Undeniably the short and skinny elderly man had made an ominous reputation for his own but his expertise lied in the meticulous hooking skills and highly toxic weapons. He was very aggressive, however, he was not as stately and domineering as the Golden Blade King when it came down to his martial art skills and inner Qi.

In these recent years, he had been able to apply some of the subtle essences of martial arts. He was no longer at the level when he was forced to flee the Gobi desert.

The martial arts of the Gobi desert had a natural law to it that even came with the fun of life and death fighting. It was concise, which allowed his martial art to transition from something complicated to something simple. Hence, he was able to catch a glimpse of the weakness in the elderly man's hooking skills.

The ability to reverse the silver hooks with a chopstick may seem like it was something casual but this was the signature of his martial art.

The Golden Blade King was unstoppable, the Qi of his blade was like the Changjiang River rushing to the sea, and there was no turning back at all.

The gleam of the blade was quick, but the man in green was quicker, with one hand he picked up the young beggar boy, and on the other hand, he took up a bench.

Even though the Golden Blade King's cane knife was long, it was not as long as the bench.

The man in green infused his inner Qi into the bench. It was made of no less than ordinary metal, and it broke through the rolling gleam of the blade with a slanted strike.

Like a dragon entering the sea to summon and command the rain and the wind.

Even though the bench was used as a weapon, what he applied was the knife method. It looked like it was going straight ahead, but the truth was there were hidden changes that countered the weak points.

The gleam of the Golden Blade King's cane knife caused the food on the table to fall all over the floor as the bench strangled the blade. The man in green, however, lifted the young beggar and moved ten steps away to the doorway.

Shen Lian was on alert and ducked to a side, avoiding the calamity.

However, the man in green could not get out because there were five gleaming swords that pointed at exactly five parts of his body which were each of his limbs and head in a fashionable order.

After the man in green took a step back, he thrust one palm out ferociously, there was a chilling gust of howling wind and several groans were heard, one of them called out: The Deity Vanquishing Sword.

The Golden Blade King was behind the man in green who brought the young beggar along, in front of him however were swordsmen in identical outfits.