Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Prahara Girl Tumba Bag. 8

A glimmer of green light dipped profusely towards Pendekar Rajawali Sakti. At the same time, the young swordsman stomped his hand. A streak of crimson light curbed the 'Kala Seribu' aji attack that Rara Inten had unleashed. The red light contained a tremendous heat accompanied by a gust of wind roaring like an instantaneous typhoon.

Two different rays of light clashed against each other in the air. That power pushes each other and outperforms each other. Hot air spread piercing the skin, making people around the place exert energy in order to avoid the scorching heat Plus again with a strong wind like a typhoon.

"The two of you, look for the Goddess Purmita" Ki Gandara said to Sawung Bulu and Sangkala.

Ki Gandara sees a good opportunity to free the Goddess Purmita. Without saying a single word, the two formidable disciples of the Pasir Batang Padepokan immediately moved to sneak up quickly. The movement that accompanied the exercise of knowledge to relieve the body was not known at all by the people of King God Angkara. They were too fixated on that high-level battle of science.

Meanwhile, the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti began to shift his legs little by little forward. Rara Inten also stepped forward while continuing to release the aji 'Kala Seribu'. Their faces looked red. Until the time came, simultaneously the two figures shouted loudly while jumping quickly forward.

A loud, deafening thunderous explosion occurred when two pairs of palms clashed in the air. Rara Inten was pushed hard to the back, until her back hit the new reef. Meanwhile, Pendekar Rajawali Sakti was lashed by hitting the trees until they fell.

"Oh, hoek..."

Almost simultaneously the two magic figures spewed blackish viscous blood. Almost at the same time they immediately got back up. Rangga wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his lips. Her eyes were crimson looking straight at Rara Inten. Rara Inten won't lose. Staring at Pendekar Rajawali Sakti with eyes lit up full of hatred.

"Get out your gun, stork!" grunts Rara Inten, furious.

Finished saying so, Rara Inten pulled out his weapon in the form of a black short stick from his clothes batik. The stick had a red-eyed smoldering tip. The flames were so fierce that they emitted a bright red light.

Sreth!

Rangga did not hesitate anymore to pull out his naive Sword. Instantly the darkness of the night that enveloped the peak of Mount Balakambang became brightly lit by the shining blue light emanating from the sword of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Rangga crossed his sword in front of his chest. His eyes were fixed straight ahead.

With a single shout, Rara Inten lunged while shaking her short stick. Rangga just tilted his body slightly to the left. His sword flashed swiftly dispelling the end of the short stick eyes that threatened the ribs.

Trang! Two guns clashing violently caused a fierce fire. Rangga who thought the opponent's weapon would be broken, gasped in shock. With an unexpected rapid movement, Rara Inten turned her short stick.

Rangga pulled his body back, then the tip of the stick flashed in front of his neck. At the same time, the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti's sword swung towards the opponent's stomach. Rara Inten, who was focusing on her attack, was surprised because she did not expect Rajawali Sakti Swordsman to convolve while launching a counterattack.

It quickly attached its body avoiding the saber slash on its stomach. Twice revolved in the air, then slumped back with the tip of the spear unsheathed. Seeing how fast the attack came, Rangga jumped while slashing his sword down.

Trang!

Two guns again clashed. Rangga circled past Rara Inten's head, and tracked the sweet on the ground. Just about to turn around, suddenly Rara lnten had already spun around while fluttering her short stick.

Cras!

"Akh!" Rangga exclaimed stifled.

The tip of the red-lighted stick directly scratched the base of the left arm of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Fresh blood flowed profusely from the scratches wound which was quite long and deep. Rangga jumped back two steps back.

A moment saw the wound on the base of his arm. His molars chattered with restraining indignation Immediately fouled some way of blood around his wound. The blood stopped flowing immediately. Back his eyes stared intently at Rara Inten who stood haughtily full of ridicule.

Rara Inten raised her left hand, and then opened it under the cover of a thin black cloth that covered her entire head. Now it looks like a pretty face smiling mockingly. His long black hair was allowed to break loose.

"Rara Inten..," hissed Ki Brajananta was surprised to recognize the face of the woman who had been a scourge.

"Hmmm..," Rangga muttered indistinctly. It was completely unexpected that the opponent he faced was a beautiful woman.

"Rara Inten, I can't believe you're the culprit of this riot!" dengus Ki Brajananta's.

Rara Inten just snorted a glance at this old man who still looked dashing. The man she once loved was half dead. Now the man is old, no longer useful to him. Suddenly Rara Inten flicked her hand towards Ki Brajananta. A strip of green light shot out. The green light that was in the shape of a venomous kala was rushing towards Ki Brajananta.

"Revelation...!" yell Rangga. Too late!

"Aaaakh...!" Ki Brajananta let out a long scream The green light was pouring deep in Ki Brajananta's chest. He was stranded backwards as far as one spear. Seemed part of his chest hollow, penetrating to the back. Ki Brajananta just squirmed for a while, then did not move anymore.

"Devil, cruel!" hiss Rangga growled in wrath.

Rara Inten just laughed.

"Kill you, demon!" geram Ki Gandara's.

Just as Ki Gandara was about to jump, suddenly flashed three figures dressed in all black facing them immediately unmasking the black of the thin silk cloth attached to the face. Ki Gandara gasped in surprise when he recognized the faces of three people who were now standing in front of him.

"You guys.., it turns out you're human beings!" geram Ki Gandara's.

"Not more than you, Ki Gandara. The instigator! Looking for face by using Ki Brajananta to kill my father!" sahut Rawusangkan cold.

"Who are you really?!" tanya Ki Gandara accompanied by a sense of indignation.

"I'm Ardareja's first son!"

"You...?!" Ki Gandara did not believe his hearing.

Not to mention the loss of his surprise and sense of trust, Ki Gandara suddenly screeched restrained. He was shocked half to death because suddenly Rawusangkan had jumped to attack. The old man hurriedly shifted his body to the side. His right hand shook breaking Rawusangkan's attack. Rawusangkan quickly pulled his hand away from the impact with Ki Gandara's hand.

"Wait!"

Suddenly there was a loud clashing sound accompanied by deep exertion. Soon Rawusangkan jumped back. His eyes glared at Sangkala and Sawung Bulu carrying Goddess Purmita. Rawusangkan looked at Paralaya who was assigned to hide the Goddess Purmita. Not yet Paralaya opened her mouth, Sangkala had already said.

"Invite, your soul has been affected by Rara Inten. She's your father's third wife, who killed your father too! Look at this, the weapon he used to kill Ki Ardareja!"

Throwing a stick along the arm is dark black with a red tip. The weapon was exactly the same as the one Rara Innten was holding. He looked at the gun lying on the ground. Then he looked at Sangkala.

"lik! That's a lie!" pekik Rara Inten.

"Rara Inten, all your foul wits have been exposed. There's no point in dodging anymore" the Sawung Bulu snorted.

Rawusangkan looked at Rara Inten, then his eyes looked at the people around him. From the light of his eyes, there was a burning worry on his face.

"Dad..," sizzled Goddess Purmita as her eyes caught the lifeless body of her father. All the attention was spilled on the girl. But everything was just an instant, because suddenly Rara Innten chanted towards Goddess Purmita with unsheathed weapons.

"Purmita, lookout!" yell Sawung Bulu.

Instantly Sawung Bulu jumped trying to save his lover. He no longer cared about the fast moving end of the stick.

"Aach...!" Sawung Bulu screamed in pain when he felt his ribs tear blood.

It was so fast, that it stunned the people around him. Sawung's body Feathers fell down badly.

"Devil," hissed Rangga growled.

With one thunderous shout, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti jumped quickly while flicking his sword at Rara Inten. As fast as lightning Rara lnten turned to fend off the surprise attack from Rangga.

Trang!

Back two powerful weapons clashed violently. But this time Rara Inten gasped. His body was pushed three steps back. His hand felt tingling as his weapon hit the sword of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

In a state of overflowing anger, Rangga exerted all his energy in while issuing the last mainstay of the five series of 'Rajawab Sakti.' styles.' Jurus 'Kingawali Seribu' which is rarely used if not in a forced situation.

The heirloom sword of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti flashed quickly overwritten with footwork and a body that was no less fast anyway. In an instant, the body of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was like being split into a thousand. Everyone who watched became dumbfounded to see the young swordsman become so much to shut Rara Inten up.

"Damn! What science does it give?" the Dengus Rara Inten. He became a fool to fend off every attack that came very quickly from all directions.

The body movements of the Rajawali Sakti Swordsman are increasingly irregular. This confused Rara Inten. This woman can no longer read every movement and direction of the goal of the style. He became senewen. Each will fend off the sword of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti, just a moment the sword has turned direction.

"Akh!" suddenly Rara Inten gave a stifled chuckle How shocked Rara Inten was when quickly the sword of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti poked his ribs. Quickly Rara Inten flicked her short stick to fend off. This time, however, he was fooled. It turned out that the sword hit him down. And at high speed, the sword was spinning sideways.

"Aach...!" Rara Inten screamed loudly. Without being prevented again, the sword eyes of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti tore his chest apart. Blood spurted from the chest that split long and deep. Rara Inten's body staggered. But before realizing what happened, suddenly the sword flashed again.

Cras!

Rara Inten could no longer speak. For a while his body stood upright, then collapsed with his head separated from the body. The heirloom sword of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti cuts down like cutting down banana stems. Rangga put his sword back in. For a moment the young warrior stood up straight looking at Rara Inten's body that was lying without a head. Rangga let out a long sigh and turned to look at the crying Goddess Purmita hugging the body of Sawung Bulu. Swordsman Rajawali Sakti immediately approached them, then squat beside Sawung Bulu.

"Hm, just an ordinary wound," muttered Rangga after examining the wound on the Pulp Sawung ribs.

Rangga was jolted when he heard the sound of angry cries coming from behind When he turned his head, Sangkala was looking at Rawusangkan and two other people with twin trident in hand.

"Sometimes, don't...!" yell Rangga.

Too late! Sangkala's attack filled with anger overflowing in the chest could not be dammed anymore. Trident twins snatching fast piercing Rawusangkan chest. Another was thrown towards Paralaya.

"Aach...!" Those who do not realize that they will receive a surprise attack, cannot dodge it anymore. Three ends of the trident, Sangkala's pride weapon stuck firmly in Rawusangkan's chest. While the other trident right through the head Paralaya who was also surprised was no longer able to dodge.

Seeing two of his friends collapsed, Bagaspati immediately took a thousand steps. Nothing else can be used as a protector of his strength. Everything is now broken without life. But just as Bagaspati ran for five spears, people dressed in all black had already surrounded him. They simultaneously removed the black mask that covered each other's heads.

Bagaspati who had lost his guts, so the trembling of the girls who had been enslaved and influenced by his soul, the more closely besieged. They all came to their senses immediately after Rara Inten was killed. The influence of Rara's inner strength vanished right then and there.

"Yes...!" a slashing scream sounded from Bagaspati's mouth.

Girls who for years colonized his soul, like a fidelity chopped up Bagaspati's body. Others hunt Paralaya and Rawusangkan. Then the three bodies were mercilessly chopped up like jerky.

Sangkala, Ki Gandara, and the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti could not prevent it anymore. They just watched with great horror. Not satisfied the girls chopped the bodies of the three men, they approached Rara Inten's body, then chopped it off. Some girls have even burned houses on the peak of Mount Balakambang.

''End of the history of the King of Gods Angkara, '" muttered Ki Gandara.

The old man of the Great Master of the Pasir Batang Padepokan turned towards Rangga standing. How astonished he was when the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was no longer seen. His eyes were searching, but in vain. Ki Gandara approached Sawung Bulu who had stood on the temple of Goddess Purmita.

"Do you see where the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti is?" ask Ki Gandara.

"No, Ki. That was.., it was here" said Sawung Bulu.

"Ah, what a sublime soul. Eradicate evil without self-reliance" muttered Ki Gandara.

"He's gone, Ki," Sangkala said as he approached.

"You see?" ask Ki Gandara.

"Yes, he went south" Sangkala said.

Ki Gandara nodded his head. His eyes then looked at the girls who were already swarming in front of him. They were no less than fifty people. Everything is young and beautiful. But their eyes were expecting protection from Ki Gandara.

The sun began to appear when they descended Mount Balakambang. Ki Gandara walked in front accompanied by Sangkala. They were silent with their respective thoughts, yet it seemed clear the brightness was bubbling on their faces. Brightness and new hope of all residents of Pasir Batang Village.

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