Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Prahara Girl Tumba Bag. 4

Wratama circulates the view to the entire corner of the dining room. Slender. No one is in this place. His feet kept stepping in. Inside is also quiet. The inside is a hallway on the left right there are rental rooms to stay. All of his doors were tightly shut and the Wratama stopped stepping after reaching the end of the hall.

His eyes were back on the ground observing the situation. Slowly he began to knock on the door of the room in front of him. Doesn't sound legitimate. He was getting a little harder than before. His eyes were still observing his surroundings

"Get in.." a voice came from inside the room.

Wratama opened the door. Quickly he stepped in, then hurriedly closed the door again. There is only one small lamp that illuminates, so the state of the room becomes dim. Wratama's eyes immediately lead to a bed where a slender body figure rolled on it.

"Nobody saw you here, Wratama?" ask that slender body figure. His voice was soft like it needed nostalgia.

"No," said Wratama as he approached.

The slender body figure sat down as Wratama sat on the edge of the bed. Her beautiful face with red lips revealed a smile. Her long, black, and bushy hair was allowed to unravel past the shoulders. A fine pink silk cloth wrapped around his body.

Wratama gulped as his eyeballs caught two smooth white hills, poking out as if about to rebel out from behind his cloth. As deliberately, the woman moved her body, so that the part of the fabric wrapped around was slightly exposed. Seen two thighs wrapped in white skin, Wratama's eyes did not blink looking at him

"Wait a minute, Wratama," the woman pushed the chest of the Wratama who was about to hug her.

"Why? Why are you refusing?" Wratama just wants to hug.

"You haven't said anything to me yet" said the woman.

"The situation in Pasir Batang Padepokan, you mean?"

The woman just laughed. His laughter was filled with lust, so Wratama only gulped for a few times. His hands had been playing around on his white thighs ever since.

"A further half of Ki Gandara's disciples were killed, while only six of the King of the Gods were Angkara" Wratama said.

"Why could that be?" the woman's voice sounded surprised to hear six people from the King of Gods Angkara were killed.

"There is a master swordsman who helps."

"Who is he?"

"Backer Rajawali Sakti. He killed three of the King of Gods Angkara in the village chief's courtyard."

A moment of silence.

"How's the guy?" ask the woman.

"Still young, handsome, and highly-educated. His weapon was a sword that could emit a blue radiance."

Back inaudible sounds.

"Ah, stop. You didn't come here to talk about it, did you?" Wratama is no longer impatient.

The woman could not refuse anymore. Wratama had hugged her tight. His kiss and kiss made the woman groan, and retaliated with a bubbling upheaval in the chest. Now in the room there is only the sigh of hunting accompanied by moans and moans that arouse passion.

Meanwhile on the roof, right above the room filled with lust, Rangga held his breath. The voice he heard last agitated himself. He rushed to the tree that was right in front of the window.

The warrior Rajawali Sakti held his breath again with his eyes slightly widened. Clearly from the perch, two bodies are seen fused tightly on the bed. The window made of slats of the board, is indeed too tenuous arrangement. So that what happens in the room can be seen clearly even though it is only illuminated by a small lamp.

"Who is that woman? Is it one of the King Gods of Angkara?" Rangga wondered in his heart.

The warrior Rajawali Sakti was not able to guess further. He turned his face away, unable to look directly into the room. Only occasionally did his eyes glance there. And every time he saw two people of different kinds being drunk, his chest immediately beat harder than usual. It was a sight that made Rangga sweat

Somewhat long also Rangga tormented himself on the tree. His curiosity in the woman, made him endure in his torment. Since then, he has wanted to leave. When his eyes glanced back in the room, it turned out that Wratama had rolled with his chest moving quickly. The woman sat beside him.

The woman inched down from the bed. It was clear that he was not wearing a single piece of cloth on his body. Back Rangga held his breath looking at the curves of the beautiful and voluptuous body. The woman put her clothes back on. Wratama is still helpless.

"He's out" whispered Rangga inwardly.

With just one jump, Pendekar Rajawali Sakti is back on the roof again. He waited for a moment, and it appeared that the woman had been wearing all black. He darted quickly outside the tavern that was at once the place of lodging. His movements were agile and light, difficult to follow by ordinary eyes. But for Pendekar Rajawali Sakti, it is not a problem.

While exerting the 'Earwali Wing Splits Mega' style, Pendekar Rajawali Sakti continues to follow where the woman went. The woman did not realize that since the beginning had been followed because the movements of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti were very light and did not cause the slightest sound.

"Where is he going?" Rangga asked in his heart.

Rangga's forehead creased deeper after knowing that the woman was heading to Mount Balakambang. Now the woman's body briefly disappeared, a moment later seen. The trees and shrubs that are getting closer make Rangga more careful to follow him. He was convinced that the woman was one of the King of the Gods Angkara.

"Hm, Wratama..., what does he have to do with the King of the Gods of Angkara?" again, Rangga asked in his heart.

But not yet got an answer, suddenly...

"Uts!"

Rangga jumped up while on a fast calto as a black spear rushed towards his body. Not to mention he had time to descend, back a spear pointed profusely at him. Next followed by other spear spears from all corners of the wind.

"Damn it!" grunts Rangga while salting in the air avoid dark attacks that come like rain.

It turned out that not only the spear was aiming for his life, but also the assault of arrows that were now sliding from all directions. Swordsman Rajawali Sakti made a little overwhelmed. No chance to catch a breath! Even to set foot on the ground alone, there was no chance at all. If only Pendekar Rajawali Sakti was not deploying the 'Early Wing Splitting Mega' style, maybe his body had been chopped off since.

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The state of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti really does not allow to escape. The dark attacks are getting worse. Several times the tip of the spear almost hit his body. Rangga is fierce. While shouting shrillly, he jumped higher while pulling out his sword.

Sreid, Cring!

Instantly, the situation in the slopes of Mount Balakambang became brightly lit by the shining blue sword light. With an heirloom weapon, that is. Rangga raged like a bull wound. Blue rays rolled around his body. Several lances and arrows fell out before reaching the target.

"To the outside of you!" yell Rangga.

His voice boomed as it was accompanied by an incredible inner exertions. So great is the voice of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti, so that the leaves fall. The pebbles leaping were hit by the vibration of his voice. And even more powerful, the influence of the shout made the spear and arrow attacks stop abruptly.

The Swordsman Rajawali Sakti bounces and rotates in the air twice, while reinserting the heirloom sword into its sheath on its back. He perched sweetly on a fairly tall tree branch. Like the eyes of an eagle, his eyes crawl around him. The bodies in black cloth uniforms hid behind trees and bushes

"Should be taught this evil man's lesson!" grunts Rangga in the heart.

His hands moved quickly to snatch the leaves of trees all around him. While exerting energy in, the leaves were thrown towards the people who were dressed all in black. The leaves that were originally drowned were useless, now like a powerful secret weapon that shot out faster than the speed of an arrow that escaped from its bow.

Instantly there was a scream of pain following each other. Then no less than six people dressed in all black collided. The leaves thrown by the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti like made of hard metal, stuck in their chests.

"Let's you, evil demons!" hiss Rangga with a furious tone.

His hand robs the leaves, and is thrown with great exertion, and there is a shrieking cry followed by the collision of several bodies dressed in black. Rangga's hiss was apparently heard by them. Then a spear shot towards Rangga. The Swordsman Rajawali Sakti moved his hand quickly catching the spear. Without wasting any more time, his body slumped rapidly towards the pitcher earlier.

"Akh!" the spear thrower was surprised. Immediately toppled his body to the side of the Swordsman Feet Rajawali Sakti only traces the empty land. But had not had time to move, suddenly someone supported with a spear unsheathed towards the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

"Lt!" Swordsman Rajawali Sakti fended off with a spear in his hand. The truck!

Two black spears clashed violently. Without wasting any more time, Rajawali Sakti Swordsman's feet swung hard, and.., Buk!

The soles of his feet landed on the chest of his attacker. The man took a few steps back. The Swordsman Rajawali Sakti threw a spear in his hand. The spear slid rapidly, and right hit the chest of the buttress earlier. Slashing screams sounded along with the collapse of that person. Not to mention that the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was able to catch his breath, suddenly came two attacks from the right side of his finger.

Just by sliding a step back, the two spearheads hit the empty target While pulling the body back, the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti caught the two spears, then lifted them up. Two bodies floated up and... The truck!

The heads of the two men clashed violently. Without making another sound, the two people dressed in all black collapsed with their heads broken. He looked at the man who was unarmed. The first one to attack him was on a tree. The man looked backwards with his eyeballs to the right and to the left.

Rangga threw out the spear in his right hand. Then he unsheathed another spear with his left hand. His feet moved slowly closer to that one person.

"Huh! Let's fight without weapons!" grunts Rangga. His left hand threw the spear to the side.

Rangga stood up straight with a defiant attitude. The person whose entire body was wrapped in black cloth, stopped retreating. He seemed to realize that he himself was still alive. Then with one shrill cry, his body chanted crashing towards Pendekar Rajawali Sakti.

Only a little Rangga tilted his body, then the attack passed in front of him. As fast as lightning Rangga's hand stuck out, and pegged the person's shoulder. But not expected at all, tootokkanannya can be avoided with sweet. The person dropped his body while swinging his legs.

Rangga quickly lowered his hand. And the opponent's leg hit Rangga's hand which was irrigated with a very high internal energy strength. Rangga suspected the leg would be broken but in reality. The person instead turned his body half-sloped, then his legs swung back towards the ribs.

Quickly Rangga posted his body, and the leg passed by a few strands of hair beside his ribs. Rangga again extended his right hand towards the opponent's shoulder. He deliberately targeted the body parts with a shot. He wanted this man to live unharmed. Rangga's movements were fast, this time it was hard to avoid. With a sense of force, the person fended off Rangga's hand. But Rangga quickly turned his hand. And....

"Aah!" the man nodded in surprise. Suddenly his left hand went weak. Not to mention the loss of his surprise. Rangga's fingers have moved back quickly Now the shoulder and chest of the person was touched which made his whole body weak. Inevitably, the body wearing all-black clothes fell down.

"Yep...!" Rangga quickly supported the weak body that was not powerful. Without wasting any more time money, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti immediately shouldered him. A moment circulated the view around, then deflated his body. Just a blink of an eye Rangga's body has been plunged into space. With his feet tracing at the end of the tree branch, Pendekar Rajawali Sakti like flying away from that place.

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Rangga threw wood on the bonfire. The light of the fire became brighter and warmed around the cave. Twice Rangga added wood, then approached by a slender body wrapped in black cloth that lay on the dried leaves Rangga snatched the mask from the black cloth that covered the entire head of the person.

Looks like a pretty face with beautiful round eyeballs decorated by the light of fire. Her hair rolled up pretty neatly. Bibimya moved as if he was about to say something, but there was not the slightest sound that went outside. Only his eyeballs were wildly wide-eyed staring at the sharp face of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

"Melati.." siss Sawung Bulu who was behind Rangga.

"Do you know him?" asked Rangga seraya.

Sawung Bulu shifted, her eyes crawled a beautiful face that rolled weakly.

"Not wrong, he's jasmine. I remember very well!" exclaimed Sawung Bulu recognized the face of the woman.

Sawung Bulu stuck out his hand and turned the woman's head. The hair dangled beside the woman's head. Seen behind his ears, there was a black circle as big as a fingernail. Sawung Bulu turned that head back, his eyes crawling a reddish-white face.

"He.., he's Melati!" exclaim Sawung Bulu definitely.

Rangga looked at Sawung Bulu and the woman took turns.

"He is the son of the Village Chief of Karang Sewu. Located in the West of Pasir Batang Village Three years ago Melati was made an offering for King God Angkara," Sawung Bulu explained.

Rangga moves his fingers to poke twice on the neck of a woman known as Sawung Bulu named Melati. For a moment the woman shook her head. Then his eyeballs stared intently at Rangga and Sawung Bulu alternately.

"Free me. We fight to the death!" the woman's snort was cold.

Rangga felt the woman's chest.

"Damn! Geliii! I slap you!" the woman snarled. He tried to squirm his body, but the influence tootokan Pendekar Rajawali Sakti is very strong.

"In his body flows a kind of poison that can affect his soul," Rangga muttered.

"Can it be healed?" tanya Sawung Bulu's.

"Eitherway. I need to know first what kind of poison is lodged in his body. What is clear is that he does not know who he is anymore" said Rangga.

Rangga again moved his fingers to poke the woman's neck. Instantly the woman was silent. With a long sigh, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti rending his body leaned against the wall of the cave. While Sawung Bulu sat beside the woman.

"Is the poison deadly, Rangga?" tanya Sawung Bulu's.

"No" said Rangga. "The poison only affects the soul and mind. Hmm... Does he have silat?"

Sawung Bulu shook his head. "I know, Melati never studied silat."

"Any, the intelligence is pretty high. It is impossible within three years, can have a high enough silat intelligence." murmured Rangga.

"I think because of the effect of the poison," Sawung Bulu guessed.

"Maybe," urged Rangga.

Sawung Bulu paused for a moment to try for those things he is experiencing now. It is hard to believe that the offerings to King God Angkara were made into a kind of female army. In just a short time, the women who had been blind to the science of canuragan throughout their lives, suddenly became tough people.

While in the mind of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was thinking about the type of herb used by King God Angkara was much known about the types of poison and science of medicine. But for this type of poison, it had never been learned. Or maybe he forgot?

Rangga continued to try to open his memories of all kinds of poisons and potion potions he had obtained from the legacy books of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti

Rangga shifted his seat closer to the woman who was still rolling limp. Sawung Bulu shifted his seat giving it a place. Back the fingers of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was moving free tootokan on the neck of the woman.

"Your life is in my hands. I can kill you as easily as I turn my hand," Rangga's voice was made cold

"Huh! You think I'm afraid to hear your threats?" the woman known as Sawung Bulu named Melati made a mocking smile

"Whatever you want to say. What is clear is that you do not know who you really are" Rangga's voice sounded calm "Who was his name?" rangga was directed at Sawung Bulu

"Delati," said Sawung Bulu.

"Listen, Melati. Your soul is being affected by demonic power! I want to free you from that influence. Do something natural and do nothing that can harm yourself. The influence of ibhs will not disappear without you willing to let go."

Jasmine only sneered full of ridicule

"Help me, Sawung," said Rangga.

Rangga raised the body of Melati assisted Sawung Bulu. They sat him near the fire. Without saying much more, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti undressed over Melati.

"Less asem! You're you're you!" sentak Melati.

Instantly the face of the red jasmine extinguished resisting embarrassment and growling. Sawung Bulu until not blinking looking at the chest of Melati who rounded beautifully and wide open. It was so obvious because he was right in front of him. His hand was holding onto Melati's shoulder, so it was sweating trembling. Several times Sawung Bulu swallowed saliva soaked the throat suddenly dry.

Rangga does not care about the meaning of Melati. Keep the back of the woman open, then sit cross-legged. Both of his hands were open and placed on his smooth white back. Little Rangga vibrated as soon as he felt the smooth skin of Jasmine's back. As soon as the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti suppressed his suddenly turbulent feelings. The eyelids of Rangga closed. Deployed pure air in his body, and channeled it into the palm of the hand that was firmly attached to Melati's back.

"Let go of your hand, Sawung," Rangga said as he opened his eyes.

Sawung Bulu released his hand from Melati's shoulder. He benngsut to the side a bit away. But his eyes did not want to be off staring at the beautiful open hill. When the mummified air that flowed in the palm of Rangga touched the skin of Melati's back, suddenly the woman twitched stiffly. The longer the body Rangga the stronger it vibrates. White smoke billowed thinly from Melati's back. And when Rangga snorted loudly, Melati snapped

"Geek!"

From his knee to the outside of the thick greenish-yellow liquid. Twice Melati said, twice the liquid came out of her mouth. Rangga still channeled pure air into the woman's body. Now the sweat has run its course on Rangga's face and body.

"Yes...!" suddenly Melati screamed loudly. Rangga pulled her hand along with her strutting the woman into Rangga's embrace. For a moment the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti took a deep breath and covered his body again innocently open. His hands trembled a bit when he put Melati's clothes back on.

Still slightly trembling, Rangga's fingers wiped the blood that seeped out from the corner of Melati's lips. He shifted his body, and was left to the woman in moist hands in the cave. Jasmine is rolled with chest moving regularly. His black clothes had returned neat as before wrapping a beautiful slender body.

"How's it?" asked Sawung Bulu while approaching.

"It still takes time. The influence of the devil is too strong to be planted in his blood stream," Rangga replied while moving Melati's body back up on a pile of dried leaves.

Rangga shook his body back and leaned against the wall of the cave. His eyes still looked at the woman who was now rolled like a deep sleep. Rangga's head shook with a slightly wrinkled forehead.

"It is very dangerous..," murmured Rangga slowly.

"What's dangerous?" asked Sawung Bulu while approaching. He sat cross-legged in front of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

"I cannot help him by channeling pure air" said Rangga slowly

"Then...?"

"The only way only the King of Gods Angkara can recover."

"You mean, the cure is only for the King of Gods Angkara?"

"Yes, only he knows the kind. Only he can cure it. I don't know if it's a pill or a liquid. Or maybe and the power of the bath."

Sawung Fur sighed long. He could already understand the meaning of the words of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti earlier. The only way is to eliminate the King of Gods Angkara. Trouble is, the devil affects the women who are handed over to the sacrificial offering through supernatural and demonic powers. If it was just a potion alone, it could still be searched for the type of potion.

Meanwhile, it seems that Pendekar Rajawali Sakti himself has known the cause of mental disorders in this woman. It's just that he didn't want to mention it. Sawung Bulu can capture the secret hidden from the light of the eyes of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

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