Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

The Serpent Bag River. 5

Intan Kemuning was even more shocked when the person had hit him and hugged him. He thrashed around trying to escape. Regardless of the screams, the man dragged her into the hut. Apparently the actions of one member of the Black Shadow attracted the attention of four others. They now did not care about the corpse of his teacher. Soon they ran to the cottage.

Inside the hut, Intan Kemuning continued thrashing while screaming. His hands beat the body of the rude man who had overstretched him. Intan Kemuning so forget that he has learned the basics of canuragan science. The panic and fear made him forget everything.

"Oh! Release...!" yerit Intan Kemuning's.

The man was getting wilder and penetrated the body of Intan Kemuning. Even the four other Black Shadow member males had surrounded as well as gazed at that beautiful face and body.

Bret down! "Law...!" Intan Kemuning screeched as the hand of the man who was pinning down on him, ripped his shirt off.

Now the chest that opens beautifully. Five pairs of eyes stared into a smooth white chest without blinking. Intan Kemuning quickly covered the open part of his chest, but another man came forward and pulled out Intan Kemuning's hand.

"No...! Release!" yerit Intan Kemuning desperate.

Bret down! Again Intan Kemuning's clothes were forcibly torn. Intan Kemuning's body instantly became plain. Only the bottom is still closed. The rough hands are now tracing the beautiful hill. The four people who had previously only stood up, could not hold themselves back anymore. They approached and fumbled at the smooth white body.

Intan Kemuning was really desperate. Water began to pour from the corner of his eye. From his mouth came a groan for mercy. The five people no longer cared. Their hands were getting wilder and wilder all over the body of the beautiful girl.

"No, don't..," Intan Kemuning whispered.

Just when a man was about to open the bottom of his clothes, all of a sudden...

Brak! The doors of the cottage were closed, shattered in shambles. "Rat!" Patih Giling Wesi immediately lunged in anger. The five people who were possessed by the demon were flabbergasted. The Sword Patih Giling Wesi flashed rapidly Instantly alone the two heads had separated from the body.

The other three people immediately jumped spread out. Intan Kemuning quickly put on his clothes back that had been torn apart. His tears are flowing. He was grateful that the five men had not taken away his honor.

"Rattle! ******, all of you!" yelled Patih Giling Wesi. His sword quickly revolved around attacking the three men. They can only squint. They were forced to serve only with their bare hands because they had no more weapons.

"Aaaaakhs!" death is heard again. One of the three remaining people, collapsed with a long, deep scratched chest. Blood immediately soaked the floor. Seeing that three of his friends had been killed, immediately two members of the Black Shadow broke down the wall of the cottage, fled.

"Dad...!"

Patih Giling Wesi who was about to give chase, turned around when his daughter called. Intan Kemuning ran and hit his father. They hugged each other shed all their tears and longed.

"You all right, Nduk?" asked Patih Giling Wesi in a staggered voice.

"No, Father," replied Intan Kemuning without letting go of his embrace.

"Oh, thank God," sighed Patih Giling Wesi.

They fell silent again while hugging. Spilled all the longing and excitement because it can be gathered again. Slowly Patih Giling Wesi released her embrace. A moment of staring at his daughter. His fingers wiped the tears that soaked Intan Kemuning's cheeks.

"They don't bother you, son?" tanya Patih was still overwhelmed with feelings of anxiety. In any case, his heart was still worried about his daughter who had just been freed from the pirate captivity.

"They don't bother me, Dad," Intan Kemuning said. "The leader of the robbers was very good. He raised me as his sister."

"You mean, the Snake River Angel?"

"Rubber, Dad. Brother Lintang always protected me. She's so nice to me."

"Then, those guys?"

"They are not Snake River Angels. They're Black Shadow guys,"

Instantly Intan Kemuning jerked. He remembered that the handsome young man who had been shaking his heart was fighting outside. The young man now faced two powerful figures.

"What's up, Intan?" tanya Patih Giling Wesi's.

"The young man...."

"Whose young man?"

"Oh!" Intan as realized. Embarrassed. Instantly both of her cheeks were red. Head bowed. He had unwittingly worried about the young swordsman who had attracted his attention since. The warrior had seized a piece of his heart.

Patih Giling Wesi looked up as soon as he heard the sounds of fighting outside. Patih Giling Wesi. A sense of joy and joy had blinded his eyes and heeded his ears, so as not to know there was a battle outside. At once he saw the battle, but Patih Giling Wesi was more centered on the voice of the woman in the hut. And when Intan Kemuning called the young man.

Patih Giling Wesi seemed to have just realized that his daughter had become a teenage girl. Ah, is Intan Kemuning in love? Is it with that handsome young man who is now fighting against those two powerful figures? If so, who is that young man? Various questions raged in the mind of the coach.

"Intan..," soft voice Patih Giling Wesi.

Slowly Intan Kemuning raised his head.

"Come...." Patih Giling Wesi took his son outside the cottage. They stopped walking in front of the shattered door. They watched the battle between Rangga against Saka Lintang and the Red-cloak Demon.

But Intan Kemuning stepped on, and only stopped after being two spears from the cottage. Patih Giling Wesi followed him. Patih Giling Wesi smiled seeing Intan Kemuning not blinking staring at every move of Rangga. Inwardly he felt admiration for that handsome young man as well.

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The battle is still going on in the Snake River. Now that the Red Stick Sakti Beggar faced was only four people. Bodies are spreading everywhere. The smell of blood spread in the wind.

"He he he...!" The Beggar Sakti the Red Stick chuckled. Enough buzz alone, the four people who did not have the guts anymore, made not wart. The tip of the Milky Way Beggar's wand tore their chests apart. Fresh blood spurted out accompanied by screams of pain after each other. The four men have now lost their lives. Grandfather the Beggar Sakti chuckled again.

"Pity, you are just wasting your lives" muttered Aki Sungkur or the Red Stick's Beggar Sakti. Slowly his feet left the place of the massacre. How ironic.

Such a beautiful and soothing place, now it's terrible. The smell of blood has invited the forest dogs to eat the corpses. Not spared, vultures have also traveled around in space asking for parts. Aki Lungkur swung a step towards the Thunder hill. The steps seemed slow, but in reality, for a moment the old man had gone a long way. His feet do not touch the ground. That's the science of the Wind Sayiti he released. A person who masters this science can borrow gusts of wind to propel his body. Like cotton in the wind.

"Hopefully Pendekar Rajawali Sakti can overcome the situation," murmured Aki Lungkur slowly.

"He he he...!"

Suddenly I heard a chuckling sound. Aki Lungkur stopped his steps. The voice was clearly using an incredible inner power. "Unexpectedly, the Red Scepter Sakti Wand was willing to dirty his hands just to slaughter the earthworms," a mocking voice sounded.

"Ah, I'm lazy to play hide and seek," complained Aki Lungkur continued his steps. His steps were only three acts, suddenly in front of Aki Sungkur appeared a bald-headed fat man wearing a yellow robe. The tasbih strand was clasped in his right hand.

"You, Reverend Murtad, "sniffled Aki Lungkur.

"I don't think you need to go to Guntur Hill, Aki Sungkur. You're just gonna get your hands dirty" said Reverend Murtad, whose real name is Pradya Dagma.

"I don't think your hands are cleaner than mine" Aki Lungkur said calmly.

"But I've never been nosy about other people's business."

"By blocking my way, you've been interfering in other people's business."

"Pelvin! I purposely confronted you to prevent you from interfering in my nephew's affairs!"

"Niece? Ha ha ha...! Did I not hear wrong? When did you have a nephew!"

"Oh, why did you run away from the Skull Valley back then? Why don't you help your nephew? Is that a good uncle?"

Red face of Pradya Dagma. Aki Lungkur's words were calm, but it hurt. Those words to him were an incredible humiliation.

"Ah, stop! I have nothing to do with you" said Aki Lungkur trying to give in. Aki Lungkur stepped forward on the journey without a care.

Seeing this, Pradya Dagma felt even more humiliated. He quickly returned.

"I told you, I have nothing to do with you. Move, I'm leaving!" grunts Aki Lungkur slightly irritated.

"God! You seem to be looking for a disease?"

"You seek death, Aki Sungkur!"

Aki Lungkur. He was getting ready when he saw the Apostate Priest had opened his powerful steps. Without being prevented again, the two different characters of the sect fought fiercely. Between the two of them, there was really no business. Aki Lungkur himself did not actually serve even though the Reverend Apostate always sought things with him. The Red Stick beggar served him half-and-half. In fact, the Reverend Apostate has launched dangerous attacks. Looks like he wants to kill this Milky Way Beggar.

"Pradya Dagma, stop all your insolence!" bentak Aki Lungkur.

"Don't tell me I'm cruel if I send you to hell, run!" sahut Pradya Dagma hard. "I don't care if you fight or not!"

Aki Sungkur's teeth clashed in anger. This apostate priest apparently really wanted to kill him. He's still pulling out his signature moves. Forced Aki Sungkur had to deal with it carefully. He knows that Pradya Dagma is very dangerous, especially his prayer beads that are mainstays.

Between Aki Lungkur and Pradya Dagma, actually still a brother. They were both disciples of Rishi Brahespati. As a result of a dispute, Pradya Dagma still holds the fire of revenge. He did not want to acknowledge the superiority of Aki Lungkur. Whereas every time they clashed, Aki Lungkur always acted in a succumbing manner. He still looked respectfully at Resi Brahespati. Pradya Dagma was the only child of her teacher. That is why Aki Lungkur always rejects every challenge of Pradya Dagma. He did not want to interfere in the affairs of Pradya Dagma even though the actions and deeds of Pradya Dagma always harmed others.

"Sorry, I still have more important business" said Aki Lungkur still trying to give in. Soon he bounces fast.

"Hey, wait!" Pradya Dagma immediately chased. Just a few jumps, he had managed to catch up accompanied by a single blow with a full depth of power.

Aki Lungkur was surprised. He immediately threw himself to the ground. The Pradya Dagma hit a big tree. Instantly the tree fell down with a rumbling sound. Aki Lungkur had not prepared yet, suddenly came the following attack. Aki Lungkur again rolled on the ground. That instant, he bounces and stands on the ground firmly.

"Your behavior has gone beyond the limit, Pradya Dagma!" geram Aki Lungkur's.

"If you're a man, don't just dodge!" the Ejek Pradya Dagma.

"You cannot be given a heart. Your whole mind and heart are closed to the devil.

"You'd love to live in hell with the devil."

"For the sake of Rishi Brahespati, I have not let down a cruel hand on you!"

Apparently Aki Lungkur could not hold his patience anymore. The Tongkat Sakti. Pradya Dagma chuckled to see Aki Lungkur begin to provoke her anger. He immediately deployed the Tasbih Sakti. The two characters use the style obtained from the same source. They both know each other's style. After they looked at each other, a loud scream followed. The two characters also attacked each other.

This time Aki Sungkur did not mess around anymore. The will of his brothers was served earnestly. Even his counter-attacks were unmitigated leading to deadly parts of the opponent's body. Five steps they have now passed. None of them has been pushed. They understand very well the weaknesses and advantages of each other's moves.

The moves they use are also the same, only other applications. If Pradya Dagma uses it for evil purposes, then Aki Lungkur uses it to defend the weak and to quell evil. The moves by the moves passed quickly. Lungkur Aki who always deepen and spread his knowledge, looks superior when entering the hundredth style.

Little by little Pradya Dagma began to be overwhelmed and desperate. Several times the tip of the stick almost touched Pradya Dagma's body, Aki Lungkur always deflected it. His heart still did not allow him to injure this fellow-schoolman. But Pradya Dagma doesn't care. He took the opportunity to press. Embossed the nature of surrender in the heart of Aki Lungkur. Left himself desperate. Even he seemed to have no more spirit to continue the fight. Until one day...

"Akhl" Aki Lungkur screeched restrained. Pradya Dagma's leg hit her chest. The old beggar's body was pushed away by two spears. His eyes were twitching. Her chest feels tight. Pradya Dagma's kick was slumped, accompanied by a great deep energy If it wasn't Aki Sungkur, it was possible that the chest had collapsed.

"You're insulting me, come on down! You're purposely giving in!" the Desis Pradya Dagma.

"I admit defeat," said Aki Lungkur faltered.

"I told you, I don't care about your attitude! Come fight me!" pradya Dagma.

Suddenly in front of Aki Sungkur was like standing a sage. Instantly the old beggar fell down, and knelt down as he knew that the one standing in front of him was Resi Brahespati.

"Punish your despicable disciple, Resi," said Aki Lungkur with his head bowed.

Pradya Dagma who saw Aki Lungkur's attitude, was astonished. He did not understand, why suddenly Aki Sungkur was like frightened. He even mentioned rishis. Pradya Dagma did not see the arrival of Resi Brahespati, his father who was standing in front of him.

"Wake up, it is not worth you to do so," softly authoritative the voice of Resi Brahespati.

"I tried to give in, but Pradya Dagma..," Aki Lungkur did not continue his words.

"He really did fall away! I'll let you drop a hand on him. Teach him to keep his eyes open."

"Saturday..!" Aki Lungkur was surprised to receive the suggestion.

When Aki Lungkur wanted to continue his words, suddenly Resi Brahespati had vanished from sight. Now the one standing in front of him was Pradya Dagma. The words of his teacher. It still feels heavy to unite hands to Pradya Dagma. Soon Aki Lungkur steadied his heart to teach this apostate fellow student a lesson. Not even Aki Lungkur getting ready, Pradya Dagma again attacked with his moves.

Forced Aki Sungkur must fall awake to avoid the consecutive attacks. When his position was favorable, Aki Lungkur immediately retaliated mercilessly again. Pradya Dagma who is level below Aki Lungkur, back pressed. While the words of Resi Brahespati kept ringing in the ears of Aki Lungkur. This is what makes the old beggar not give Pradya Dagma the opportunity to retaliate.

On a good occasion, Aki Lungkur's quick punch lodged in Pradya Dagma's chest. Then followed by a hard kick. The Apostate Priestess was pushed as far as three spears. From the corner of his lips came fresh blood.

"For the sake of Resi Brahespati, ask your father for forgiveness!" aki Lungkur said loudly.

"Damn it!" dengus Pradya Dagma while wiping the blood that continues to flow. "Don't mention my father!"

After saying so, Pradya Dagma again attacked blindly. Aki Lungkur did not hesitate to serve him anymore. His wand flashed quickly, and...

"Aaaakh...!"

A shrill scream sounded. Aki Lungkur pulled out his wand that pierced through the chest of the apostate priest. Pradya Dagma's body collapsed with blood spurting from her hollow chest. Lungkur Aki quickly approached and embraced the fat body.

"Dagmas...!" the voice of Aki Lungkur shook.

Pradya Dagma smiled. Breathing falters. More blood came out. "I'm happy to die at the hands of such a powerful figure as you," weak and faltered Pradya Dagma's voice.

"Dagma. We'll be together again" comforted Aki Sungkur.

"No, Sunglasses. I'm content. Now my wish has been achieved. Thank you, you want to fulfill my wish."

Aki Lungkur did not understand, why Pradya Dagma wanted to die at his hands.

"I promised Komala that only you could kill me."

"Dagma, what are you talking about?" Aki Lungkur increasingly did not understand.

His memories instantly retreated decades ago. At that time they were still both young and lived in the village of Resi Brahespati. In the village near Padepokan lived a girl named Komala. She was beautiful and became the flower of the village. Komala opened her heart to a young man named Lungkur.

Their relationship has been sanctioned by Resi Brahespati. They planned to enter the marriage. But before the happy day was held, the whole village and the village were stirred. Komala was found dead with her neck pierced by a knife. Since then, Lungkur has no intention of approaching women anymore. Until he was old he never married.

"I am envious that Komala made a choice for you. That night, the day before your wedding with Komala, I snuck into her room. I raped and killed him, Lungkur! In front of his body I promise, only your hands can kill me. Now my desire to atone for the sins of Komala has been fulfilled, Lungkur."

Aki Lungkur just bowed. He doesn't know what else to do. That event happened a long time ago. It was almost forgotten. But now, that just seems to have happened.

"I just want to rape. I want to make you disappointed and hurt. I accidentally killed him, Lungkur. He took a knife, and I tried to prevent it. But my actions took away his life. I should've let him kill me that night,"

Pradya Dagma continues the story. A speck of clear water began to scroll on Aki Lungkur's cheek.

"I'm sorry, Lungkur. My heart will be at ease if you will forgive me" Pradya Dagma said.

"For a long time I have always forgiven you" said Aki Sungkur. He no longer knows what to say.

"Thank you."

Pradya Dagma closed her eyes calmly after saying her apologies and thanks. Her lips are smiling. His wish has been granted. Accepting that fact, Aki Lungkur was really sad. He only realized that Pradya Dagma's actions were only to provoke anger in order to kill him. If only it had been known to him long ago, maybe Aki Lungkur would have immediately killed him so that Pradya Dagma's life woes did not drag on.

No one knows that the entire act of Pradya Dagma is just a lure so that Aki Lungkur can kill him. It turned out that behind his vile heart, there was still a bit of a knight's soul. Be firm on its promises and stand. Only unfortunately, Pradya Dagma's attitude was on the wrong path.

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