Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Bloody Bride Bag. 8

Meanwhile, the fight between Dimas who was fought by Wira Perakin, Arya Mahesa and Antasuro continues. Around them corpses were covered in blood. The smell of rancid spreading carried by the wind pierced the nose. No more Vira Perakin followers left alive. They died free by the apparent power above them.

In some ways, Dimas is still able to serve the three enemies he has been looking for. While Pandan Wangi who has cleaned up the remains of Wira Perakin followers was confronted by Jaran Kedung when he was about to jump towards the front of the building. Forced Pandan Wangi to serve Jaran Kedung who holds trident-shaped weapons in his right and left hands.

Another case with Rangga, he fought on the roof against Cakala Pati. Clearly seen Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was on the wind. Several times his punches and kicks landed heavily on the body of Cakala Pati. Wira Perakin's sister had absolutely no chance to defend, let alone attack. He was trying to find a gap and a chance to escape.

"You can't escape, Cakala Pari. You must be****** here!" Rangga growled as he deployed the 'Blow of Death Beak Rajawali' style'.

"Oh!" Cakala Pati snorted fiercely Both of her eyeballs were fluttering to and fro trying to find a gap to escape.

Cakala Pati stepped back to see the two hands of Rangga who had turned red smouldering. Cold sweat soaked his face and neck The fear of death that would pick him up was clearly visible on his face that began to turn pale. He had realized that he would not be able to face the young warrior who was now in front of him.

"Come, die me!" muttered Cakala Pati vibrated.

"campus you, Devil...!" snapped Rangga hard.

As fast as lightning the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti jumped while exerting his death blow. Cakala Pati immediately jumped dodging before the long-range punch that was thrown by Rangga hit his body. The roof where the beach was broken apart was hit by a very powerful hit Rangga.

"Yeah...!" Rangga shouted loudly.

Instantly also his body was high into the air, following Cakala Pari who was still in space while avoiding the death blow of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Both of Rangga's hands jerked quickly forward. Instantly, the red light rushed towards Cakala Pati.

"Aach...!" The Starch Chakala shrieked shrillly.

The fatal blow that Rangga released so thoroughly hit the chest. The old man's body fell to the ground against the roof. As fast as lightning Rangga hunted down, and kicked the rolling body. The body of Cakala Pati slumped downwards, and fell thumping on the ground hard. Instantly, his life was also instantly lost.

Rangga stood upright on the roof. His eyes stared straight at Dimas who seemed to be starting to get desperate. His guess did not miss, Dimas would not be able to match his three opponents who on average have a level of intelligence on it Rangga could no longer stand by to see Dimas who was increasingly desperate

The warrior Rajawali Sakti bounces his body in the air, glides down, and salts twice before landing sweetly on the ground. For a moment he was glued to see Dimas' bloodied body.

"Huh.huh....HU...! spare you, Devil Boy!" Wira Perakin laughed when he saw Dimas was helpless again.

"Dimas, retreat...!" exclamation Rangga. Dimas took a deep breath seeing Rangga know-how already standing in front of him. The young man's spirit grew back, forgetting the pain and pain that invaded his entire body.

"Good! Let me make you all jerky!" dengus Wira Perakin's.

"Two jackbirds don't know themselves! You don't deserve to live in this world!" sulk Rangga cold.

"Ha ha ha..!" Wira Perakin laughed out loud.

"You really can't measure the height of a mountain. Still smelly kencur already dare to challenge Black Kala!" Antasuro scoffed while spitting out his saliva.

Rangga jerked his hands swiftly three times towards them. The sound of a loud explosion occurred as soon as the red light that shot out from Rangga's hand hit the ground. Three gaping holes appeared as the dust billowing by the blow began to thin.

"Prepare the graves for you, rancid demons!" furious Rangga.

"He.. he.. he. ... outdated game!" ejek Wira Perakin's.

"Wrongly, you prepared the tomb pit yourself!" arya Mahesa.

"We'll see who goes into the grave first!" challenge Rangga.

"Ha ha ha...!" the three old men simultaneously laughed out loud.

Dimas growled his jaw. He was already very sick of seeing the arrogance of the three people nicknamed Black Kala. While Rangga glanced at Pandan Wangi whose battle theme had moved to the front yard.

The battle between Pandan Wangi and Jaran Kedung has lasted dozens of styles. And it seems that Jaran Kedung began to be pressed with attacks Pandan Wangi very fast and dangerous. Especially after the girl took out the Dragon Geni sword, her flagship heirloom sword. The air around the place of the fight was becoming hot by his sword which emitted a heat that grew increasingly burning the skin.

Jaran Kedung's breathing seemed to start to sting, no longer able to breathe fresh air for his body. The movements of the manager were further muddled by the onslaught of Pandan Wangi who had read his condition.

"Review foot...!" yelled Pandan Fragrant suddenly.

As fast as the lightning girl flicked her sword towards Jaran Kedung's feet, Jaran Kedung hurriedly jumped avoiding the sword slash that came like that lightning. But unexpectedly at all. Pandan Wangi flicked his death fan that was in his left hand... Bret down!

"Akh!" Jaran Kedung bounces while clutching his torn stomach hit by a bolt of magic steel fan.

The blood drained from the stomach was long enough. Jaran Kedung grimaced with extreme pain in the wound on his stomach. And not to mention he had realized the position of his opponent suddenly Pandan Wangi thrust his sword towards the chest.

The tring!

Jaran Kedung was lucky, he was still able to fend off the puncture with his trident. But Jaran Kedung's hands shook violently, and the weapon he relied on was thrown into the air, and not to mention he had time to improve his position, Pandan Wangi's fan was like lightning hitting his chest with a bang.

"Ughhh!" Jaran Kedung complained short.

As the male body was lined up backwards, Pandan Wangi screeched while salting in the air. Just when it was above Jaran Kedung's head, the sword that was emitting red light flashed rapidly.

Jaran Kedung could not dodge anymore, his opponent's heirloom sword hit his head until it was split into two pieces. A long scream was heard clearly before his body collapsed to the ground.

Pandan Wangi took a deep breath while reinserting his sword into his warlock on his back. He stood straight beside Jaran Kedung's corpse. For a moment he looked at his opponent who had become a corpse, then turned to look at Rangga and Dimas who were still standing face to face with Wira Perakin, Antasuro and Arya Mahesa.

Rangga had given a smile to Pandan Wangi who was sweetly replied by the girl. With a steady step, Pandan Wangi approached the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti who stood side by side with Dimas. Pandan Wangi stood straight beside Rangga. Now the draw is going to be, three against three.

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Perakin's hero gnashed his head slightly, gesturing at the two people accompanying him. Arya Mahesa and Antasuro understood, they then shifted their bodies to the side, away from Wira Perakin. Pandan Wangi and Dimas also shifted to follow the direction of the two old men moving.

"Hup!"

Wira Perakin jumped three lined holes made by Rangga. Both of his feet were treading the ground quietly only about three more steps in front of that Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Now the two powerful figures have faced each other and met face to face sharply, as if measuring the level of intelligence of each.

"Prepare to die, boy!" wira Perakin said cold and flat. His eyes also looked coldly frozen.

"Please, I will not hesitate to send you to hell, either" Rangga replied calmly.

"Hm.., your guts are big too," Wira Perakin's voice sounded cynical.

Rangga just smiled.

"I gave you ten moves. Come on, attack me!" bentak Wira Perakin's.

"I think the old should attack first. Let the young me not look brash," welcome Rangga remained calm, but his tone was clearly mocking.

"Throw! You insulted me, boy!"

"Whatever you want!"

"I assure you, three moves you must have collapsed!"

"Monkey slouch! ******, you! Hiya...!"

"Eitz!"

Perakin's spirit could no longer control his anger. Her ears were hot hearing Rangga's taunts and challenges. Only this time he was challenged by a young man who deserved to be his son. Perakin immediately attacked with his death moves, but in the slightest he did not manage to touch his opponent's body. It was clear that the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti still wanted to provoke his opponent's emotions.

Meanwhile Pandan Wangi has also fought with Antasuro, and Dimas faces Arya Mahesa. The fight takes place in a place not far apart. It seemed like they did not want to be far from the hole that Rangga had made for those who lost. A life and death fight!

No more mocking words, no more challenging words. A fight to get rid of arbitrariness, a fight to get revenge, and a fight to maintain honor and ambition.

Even though he was injured. Dimas is still able to match Arya Mahesa, whose level of intelligence is still below Wira Perakin and Antasuro. Everything is indeed, without being realized by others, has been arranged by Rangga. The warrior Rajawali Sakti was able to take into account his three opponents, and chose Arya Mahesa as the opponent of Dimas.

Rangga always divided his attention to Pandan Wangi and Dimas, even though he was fighting a great battle with Wira Perakin. He did not want any of them to enter the hole he had made himself, especially Dimas, who was fighting Arya Mahesa in a state of injured body.

Wira Perakin did not realize that Rangga was issuing the style of 'Thousand Eagles' first level The movements seemed irregular like drunk people mostly drinking wine. But still the movements can not be broken by Wira Perakin, even to reach it was difficult. Until the old man felt angry. Every time Wira Perakin threw punches and kicks, every time it was also Rangga could avoid it sweetly, until his opponent's punches and kicks only found empty spots.

"Get and!" Perakin's hero cursed, his death blow missed the target.

"It's twenty moves, Old Devil," said Rangga, but clearly his tone mocked. His lips revealed a smile to shrink his opponent.

"Phoihi! Don't get big head first, boy! Hold aji 'Blow my Coral!" wira Perakin.

Immediately Wira Perakin changed his movements. And every blow he unleashed was devastating. The walls and trees around them fell and were destroyed by the strikes and blows of the Perakin Wira. And Rangga himself hassles, wind blows his opponent makes his body stagger.

"I must end this fight immediately. Dimas already looks desperate." murmured Rangga in the heart.

Rajawali Sakti Swordsman immediately deployed aji 'Cakra Buana Sukma'. Both of his hands began to be covered in a glittering blue light, then stretched forward. Perakin's hero who had braved with his 'Coral Punch' could not pull his hand back.

Glarrr...!

One loud explosion occurred once the two pairs of hands met and clashed with the power of Wira Perakin was very surprised to feel his hand hit such a powerful adhesive. He tried his hardest to release both of his hands from Rangga's palm.

"Uhk! Hiya...!"

Wira Perakin put all his strength into releasing his hands, but the more he tried hard, the stronger his hands were against his opponent's hands, even now he felt his strength begin to suck. And that blue light was now starting to travel all over his body.

"Aach...!" Perakin's spirit screamed loudly as his body was wrapped in blue rays emanating from both of Rangga's palms.

"Damn! Hiya...!" suddenly Rangga shouted loudly.

Instantly he also jerked his hand and the body of the Perakin Hero tumbled backwards. Without mercy again the old man's body fell into the hole prepared by the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Dark blood seeped out from his mouth and nose.

"Oh, akh!"

Wira Perakin slowly tried to get up, but Rangga quickly pressed the man's chest with his right leg. Back the old man's body was lying in a hole. Wira Perakin's face turned pale imagining what would happen to her. Now that he was completely helpless, his strength was sucked out by the aji 'Cakra Buana Sukma'.

Right at that moment, Pandan Wangi shrieked loudly while bouncing high into the air. The Geni Dragon Sword he shook quickly, and...

"Aach...!" Antasuro screamed while clutching his chest that was almost split by the sword that struck him.

Pandan Wangi floated his leg smashing into Antasuro's chest, the man's body mental and collapsing to the ground. Pandan Wangi quickly hunted him, with his left leg he kicked, until Antasuro's body rolled into the hole. For a moment the old man's body fluttered, then fell silent rigidly. Pandan Wangi stood upright beside the filled hole. Her lips flashed a smile between her cheeks and her neck that was drenched in sweat.

"Why don't you just kill him, Kakang" asked Pandan Wangi to see Wira Perakin still breathing one day.

"Let Dimas do it" said Rangga smiling.

Pandan Wangi turned his attention to Dimas who was still fighting against Arya Mahesa. Somewhat anxious also the girl saw Dimas fall awake pressed on. But.. Somehow it happened, suddenly the situation turned upside down.

Dimas's sword flicks are now more directed, and always aim for the parts of his opponent's body that are low. Pandan Wangi so smiled amusedly as soon as he saw Rangga's lips twitch, and the girl immediately exerted long-distance hearing. At first it was only vaguely heard, but then it became clear. Rangga sends instructions to paralyze Arya Mahesa on Dimas with the science of 'Movement of Sound' which is so great that people who are not addressed can not hear it.

This turned around situation really made Arya Mahesa go awry and scared, let alone seeing Wira Perakin and Antasuro already stretched out in the hole, also seeing Rangga and Pandan Wangi, as well, which would probably have rotated it after Dimas, with his high level of magic. Arya Mahesa was completely shaken, her trust and courage were wiped out already.

"It's Satan's turn! Yeaah...!" yell Dimas.

Dimas' body jumped up, then quickly swooped down. While dropping down, Arya Mahesa fended off Dimas's sword, but unexpectedly, Dimas's legs poked hard on his chest.

"Abahhh...!" Arya Mahesa felt her chest tight.

And Dimas did not waste this opportunity, he directly thrust his sword into Arya Mahesa's neck, and tore it to pieces. Blood immediately spurted outwards. With anxiety and resentment overflowing in the chest, Dimas kicked the lifeless body of Arya Mahesa into the remaining hole.

The young man's eyes glared as he approached Rangga and saw Wira Perakin still alive, lying helplessly in the hole.

"Why do you still let him live?" ask Dimas.

"You're looking for this guy, right? Nah! Now I leave it to you alive" said Rangga calmly.

Dimas could only look at Rangga for a moment and then turn to Pandan Wangi.

"Whatever, what are you gonna do to her. I've kept my promise to give it to you alive" Rangga said.

Dimas approached the hole filled by the Perakin Wira's body, then bent his body. Dimas then lifted and pulled out the person's body. Perakin's wife staggered and fell down.

"Hm.., today is the end of all my suffering and grudges, Perakin! Death is too easy for you! You never feel how to live with suffering. I want everyone in this village to see you alive! With misery and suffering like them, even more null and eternal for the rest of your life!" Dimas vented the turmoil in his chest, "Stand up, Wira Perakin! Stand...!"

Wira Perakin's face was pale and his body was trembling. He did not know what punishment he received from Dimas, only vaguely he heard! Slowly he stood up, and....

Bugs!

Cras!

"Aach...!" Wira Perakin groaned restrained, then collapsed unconscious. His hands covered the bottom of his navel that was drenched in blood. One hard kick on his chest, and a sword slash on his vitals proved reality as Dimas said!

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The large house that was occupied by Wira Perakin looked lively. A pair of brides sat being stabbed, a new rhythm of life now began to stretch. The faces of Dimas and Wulan looked bright and radiant. As bright as the hearts of the new population free from the shackles of suffering, and arbitrariness. Although all of it was redeemed with blood, the blood of evil and chivalry blended into one.

FINISHED

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