Swordsman Without a Name

The Worst Dream

Blood was splattered on the ground. His head is the same. The trident's head broke apart. He's been killed. Killed without making the slightest sound of pain complaints.

Two Demons Not Knowing Forgiveness is only one person. The one who was dressed in yellow. In his hand was clutched a jade flute.

His face launched a great anger. His hatred for the Nameless Swordsman had peaked. His anger flared like volcanic lava.

"You have to mampus .." snapped the man.

Just as his words were done, the flute had already arrived before the Nameless Swordsman. His jade flute flashed a fierce blow and toothed to several important body points.

The wind was very strong and brought very hot air. His attacks increased rapidly several times faster than before.

The Nameless Swordsman had already expended all of his abilities. Such an attack would be meaningless to him. He only needed to tilt his body to the right and left side. Or take a step back.

All the ferocious attacks of the flute none of them managed to hit his body. It was as if he was just attacking into an empty place. He had calculated everything carefully.

If the flute had issued such a ferocious and powerful attack, then the one who was able to avoid it could be counted on the fingers. Unexpectedly, it was precisely the young man before him who entered in the count.

Yush!!!

A wind gushed. The atmosphere was instantly covered by dust and dry leaves.

Blarr!!!

"Mahh …"

One shadow shot out. Blood splashed in all directions. A fishy smell spread across the vast courtyard.

The flute died. His head slipped out of place. His own jade flute was slashing out of nowhere.

The three Hell Demon Monks and Kong We the Landlord were dumbfounded. They still did not expect with all the events that took place so quickly.

Is this a dream? Or is it real? Who would believe that the Two Unknowing Demons were killed in just a very short time?

The death of the dead was immediately felt there. Anger, hatred, and a sense of passion burned the entire body of the Nameless Swordsman.

He threw a smile. A cold and horrible looking smile.

"Who's next?" challenge Cakra Buana.

Sound's flat. His face looked very cold. As cold as his nature to you.

The three Hell Demon Monks and the Landlord did not immediately reply. The four of them still did not fully believe in the death of the Two Demons Not Knowing Forgiveness.

"Truly an amazing move," muttered one of the Three Hell Demon Monks.

Although his speech was slow, but the ears of the Nameless Swordsman were very sharp. So that even though others were unable to hear, but the young man could hear it clearly.

"Thank you for your compliment. In a moment maybe you yourself will feel how amazing my style is," he said still with the same voice and facial expression.

The person who was muttering felt surprised. He looked at the Nameless Swordsman with a look of disbelief.

'How can he hear me?' inner wondering.

Suddenly silent atmosphere. The wind brought death. The moon began to move west. The moon disappeared from the horizon.

Yush!!!

Three Hell Demon Monks suddenly shot extremely fast towards the Nameless Swordsman. They are experts at fighting with their bare hands.

Three wind rolls crashed onto the young man. Each of them launched their hands.

The three attacks came very suddenly.

The Nameless Swordsman smiled coldly. He also shook his right hand. Once the flick of the hand, all the opponent's attacks had disappeared without a trace.

Plakk!!!

Somehow, but the Three Hell Demon Monks suddenly bounced two steps back. Their chest feels tight. Breathing is also very difficult.

In his mind each wondered how the young man had launched the attack unnoticed, unfortunately no matter how far they thought of it, the result would still be in vain.

Because of that no one will know it except the Nameless Swordsman himself.

Wutt!!!

The red shadow flashed. Three site attacks were launched by the Nameless Swordsman. The three Hell Demon Monks gasped in shock.

They immediately repelled the impromptu attack. His hand was raised up.

Plakk!!!

The hand collisions happened. The three opponents of the Nameless Swordsman felt each of his hands tremble violently.

Not yet exhausted the pain they felt, the next attack had come back.

The three Hell Demon Monks fought even more seriously. His savings moves were immediately issued with all his ability.

Three fierce battles were taking place before the eyes of Kong We the Landlord. That person is not an arbitrary person, he is also included in the ranks of figures who have almost reached the level of choose a match.

So even though the Nameless Swordsman's fight against the Three Hell Demon Monks went very fast, Kong We could still see clearly.

Various kinds of rays enveloped the bodies of the four figures. The clash of punches and kicks sounded enlivening the night that was beginning to desolate.

A dozen moves have been going on. The longer the course of the fight, the greater the homicide that was felt there.

Yush!!! Blarrr!!!

One shadow was thrown far back. One opponent of the Nameless Swordsman died with his chest crushed.

Then followed by another opponent. That person was also the same, he immediately died so thrown because of the powerful stance of the Nameless Swordsman.

There is only one person left. He lasted a little longer than his two comrades. Looks like that guy has a slightly higher ability. But unfortunately it was still a long way off to compensate for the strength of the Nameless Swordsman.

Bokered up!!!

A very loud explosion was suddenly heard. Blood fizzling. Body pieces were also thrown in all directions. The body of the last opponent of the Nameless Swordsman is not careless.

Three Hell Demon Monks were killed. Even their deaths were worse than the Two Demons Not Knowing Forgiveness.

Kong We the Landlord further widened his eyes. His breath stopped for a moment. He choked up, tonight's incident really was like the worst nightmare of his life.

All his life, only this time did he feel the way he did now. His chest was pounding hard. His heart was also racing very fast like it had run a very long distance.

The Nameless Swordsman stood pecking in the middle of the pool of blood of the Three Hell Demon Monks. His clothes fluttered in the wind. He doesn't look like a human anymore. In the eyes of the Landlord, the young man was precisely like a Life-Attacking Angel.

Fear soon spread throughout Kong We's body. How brave of a human being, if he were present here now, it was certain that his feelings would not be much different from that of the Landlord now

Now, the big names of the Two Unforgivable Demons and the Three Hellish Demon Monks will be buried. They will no longer be heard in the martial world. Because now, five famous figures have been killed at the hands of a young man nicknamed Swordsman No Name.