557: Chapter 556: Just for the Duration of an Incense Stick 557: Chapter 556: Just for the Duration of an Incense Stick Actually, the reason why Westly skill was hit and injured was his own fault, If he had held on to his sword instead of being exploited by Yusuf Zuck, with a sword in his hand, he could have easily blocked the Flying Sword.
Unfortunately for him, Yusuf Zuck had managed to control his sword out of its sheath.
And when Yusuf Zuck saw that Westly skill was helpless, his eyes couldn’t help but brighten as he thought of a possibility.
This was the enemy’s sword, and certainly not as sharp as his own Purple Light Sword, so if he were to attack his enemy with the Purple Light Sword from a distance like this, he would be invincible, and even if his opponent had a sword, it would be reduced to dregs!
With a Divine weapon, his combat strength would increase many tis over, and so he would dare to fight any powerful enemy!
“Yusuf Zuck, stop, stop, let’s talk…” Westly skill, while dealing with the Flying Sword above his head, shouted for a cease!
But Yusuf Zuck was on a roll, where would he be willing to stop?
He had to take advantage of his enemy’s illness to take his life, to exhaust this bastard, and then kill him when he ran out of energy!
“Stop?
Dream on!” Yusuf Zuck controlled the Flying Sword even more quickly and attentively, relentlessly attacking.
“You…
you…
you really think I have no way to deal with you?” After realizing that Yusuf Zuck intended to drive him to the brink of death, Westly skill suddenly let out a long howl and his whole body shook violently, releasing a surge of Gang Qi energy from his body.
With a “bang,” the Flying Sword was actually repelled by that burst of Gang Qi, spinning uncontrollably in the air!
Yusuf Zuck was greatly surprised, that was a strong Gang Qi.
However, he imdiately grew cold, and his Flying Sword continued since the more his enemy used that kind of Qi, the more rapidly he would consu his own energy.
“Hmph.” Seeing Yusuf Zuck’s Flying Sword coming at him again, Westly skill snorted angrily, bit his tongue, and with a violent spread of his arms yelled, “Divine Solid!”
“Buzz buzz buzz~” No one knew what thod he used, but as he uttered the words Divine Solid, the aura around him changed, and the air around seed to solidify.
Finally, the speed of the Flying Sword slowed down, and despite several attempts by Yusuf Zuck to Telekinetically Control the Flying Sword to escape, it couldn’t break out of the few ters radius around Westly skill.
With a “swoosh,” Westly skill leaped up and instantly grabbed his own sword.
However, he was now sweating profusely, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, indicating he had expended a great deal of energy.
He must have only used the Divine Solid out of desperation, otherwise, he wouldn’t have resorted to it!
“To death!” Unable to contain the resentnt from being injured by Yusuf Zuck, Treasure Sword in hand, after several deep breaths, he leaped towards the rooftop where Yusuf Zuck was!
“Damn it!” Yusuf Zuck cursed, what kind of monster was this?
He had just been feeling smug, thinking that with the Purple Light Sword, he could contend with these monsters, but now it looked like he couldn’t use that move lightly.
If his Purple Light Sword were taken away, that would be really bad.
Westly skill flew over, and when Yusuf Zuck flicked his wrist, a pistol appeared and he started firing at Westly skill’s head.
“Clang clang clang clang clang~” Yusuf Zuck charged forward while swinging his sword to deflect all the bullets.
“Damn.” Yusuf Zuck felt an urge to cough up blood when he ran out of bullets; firearms were of no use against such a person.
While the other man was gliding through mid-air and blocking the bullets, was this even human?
“Go.” He threw the pistol in the manner of a Flying Sword to continue the fierce attack, but Westly skill still managed to land on his rooftop and charged at him.
“Hoo~” Seeing Westly skill approaching, Yusuf Zuck took a step and then appeared on the rooftop above Westly skill.
Westly skill was imdiately dumbfounded; holding his sword and blinking, he looked at the hundred ter distance.
He had exerted trendous effort, catching his breath nurous tis to reach the opponent’s rooftop, yet the opponent had stepped onto his rooftop in one move?
His eyelids twitched violently, what kind of martial arts was this?
It was too terrifying and too strange.
For the first ti, he felt fear.
The Flying Sword hadn’t induced fear in him, nor had becoming Invisible, but now the opponent’s ability to move a hundred ters in one step made him pause and hesitate to act rashly.
Because, with such an ability, he knew he could never get close to his opponent!
“What’s the matter, feeling scared?” Yusuf Zuck started laughing.
In reality, the divine ability to move a hundred ters in one step was no longer a secret, only the ability to move a thousand ters in one step was.
Back at the skill Family’s place, he had shown the ability to move a hundred ters in one step, a fact Devin King and so people of the martial world were aware of.
“Sigh~” Westly skill took a deep breath, then suddenly sheathed his sword, this ti holding on tight to the hilt, afraid that Yusuf Zuck would knock it away again.
“Yusuf Zuck, shall we talk?” Westly skill asked.
“What’s there to talk about?
I want to kill Tyler Nash, but you won’t let , will you?” Yusuf Zuck laughed, “How about you leave so I can go slaughter him?”
“Indeed, he is no match for you!” Ty skill nodded in agreent.
Yusuf Zuck replied, “Yes, but you are my match, so I dare not approach him carelessly.”
“How about we make a deal?” Ty skill asked.
“What kind of deal?”
“I’ll help you kill Tyler Nash, and then we can join forces to kill soone else.
How about that?”
“Fine, go ahead and slaughter Tyler Nash, and bring his head here,” Yusuf Zuck answered promptly.
“Heh, young people need to be trustworthy.
How can I believe you if you agree so casually?”
“Believe it or not, I’m going to kill Tyler Nash right now.
And rember, you must be very careful because I might just leap behind you,” Yusuf Zuck said with a cold laugh, then he sprinted in the direction of the Nash family residence.
Make a deal with this man?
Yusuf Zuck would have to be brain-dead.
Could a person who taught soone like Tyler Nash talk about trustworthiness?
“Swoosh–” Witnessing Yusuf Zuck actually rushing towards the Nash family residence, Ty skill stomped his foot and quickly followed in pursuit.
He had realized that though Tyler Nash had ceased eating grains, he was no match for this Yusuf Zuck.
In terms of cunning, ans, and skill, Tyler Nash was far inferior to this man.
…
anwhile, Devin King, who was at the military base, also received another instruction from the red phone.
“Tell Goudan, his wife, Danny Hart, Kenelm Lopez, and the four of you to go to the Nash residence.
The man behind Tyler Nash has been identified—it’s the Sect Hierarch Ty skill.
Intercept and eliminate him, but be careful,” the instruction ca.
“The Sect Hierarch Ty skill?” Upon hearing these words, Devin King couldn’t help but gasp.
As the deputy team leader, he had access to so top-secret information, and he had once read a classified file about the Sect Hierarch, a man who inherited a certain Taoist lineage and had cultivated powerful sorcery, a formidable figure.
The team leader had fought him once, only managing to inflict serious injuries and force him to flee; they had not been able to kill him.
Unexpectedly, he had reappeared and even trained disciples.
The chaos in Zhonghai this ti involved Tyler Nash, who was a main cause, but behind him, it was probably Ty skill orchestrating everything.
Ty skill must have wanted revenge because the file recorded that the team leader killed his dual cultivation partner who was already carrying a child.
“I’m on my way.” After hastily hanging up the phone, Devin King imdiately called Whitley Ortiz, instructing her to notify the four remarkable individuals to head to the Nash residence.
…
Tonight, Tyler Nash was still sitting outside the morial hall, flanked by eleven top-tier experts.
When Yusuf Zuck rapidly approached, Tyler Nash’s eyebrows raised.
“You dare to co?” Tyler Nash burst into loud laughter, surprised that Yusuf Zuck would dare show himself so brazenly.
Did he not know the aning of death?
“Yes, I just fought with your master.
He also made a deal with —he’ll kill you, and then we’ll join forces to take down his enemy.
So, your trump card is gone!”
“What?” Tyler Nash was shocked, knowing his master could indeed do such a thing.
However, Ty skill, who had followed along, almost spat blood upon hearing Yusuf Zuck’s words.
This bastard was actually using a divide and conquer strategy.
“Go on, take his head, and then we can join forces to deal with your nesis,” Yusuf Zuck said, bowing to Ty skill.
“Do you think this is amusing?
Do you think you can benefit by sowing discord between us, master and disciple?” Ty skill gritted his teeth.
“Wasn’t it you who said those words?
I’m rely relaying them!” Yusuf Zuck turned back to face Ty skill and said, “Moreover, I need to go inside and offer incense.
If you dare to stop , then it will be a fight to the death!” His declaration was forceful, the words “fight to the death” practically bitten off.
“Kill…” With his most hated enemy before him, Tyler Nash threw caution to the wind, today, as long as he could kill Yusuf Zuck, that would suffice.
He roared and made the first move to attack.
However, just as he was about to draw his Treasure Sword from its sheath, he was horrified to discover that his Treasure Sword had disappeared without a trace!
The sa happened to several others who wielded swords; their swords had unsheathed themselves and were now whistling through the air, aid back at their owners!
Blocked by his own sword, Tyler Nash was so furious he almost spit blood.
“Whoosh–” Taking advantage of the mont when the Flying Swords obstructed Tyler Nash and the others, Yusuf Zuck stepped forward and entered the morial hall.
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