Swordsman Without a Name

Swordsman Without a Name
Lulled



After stopping for a while, the fight finally resumed. The three people darted again with a new attack style and style.


The Nameless Swordsman is ready. Whenever he's ready. Facing any threat, he was always ready.


Yush!!!


Three shadows of people crashing from the front. The prick came quickly. Sharp readings arrived with great force. Sabetan came with great power.


Everything was a terrible attack. All of them carry death threats.


The Nameless Swordsman stared intently at his three opponents. As soon as all the attacks arrived before him, he moved.


The red light emitted a dense death air. The tip of the Dragon Sword and Tiger glowed red smoldering.


Yush!!! The branch!!! Srett!!!


Three times the light was visible. Three human bodies had collapsed to the ground. They died instantly. His death was very quick and sudden. Let alone others, even they themselves never thought that today was their last day to see the world.


The Nameless Swordsman had taken out the formless Lightning Sword. The movement was issued with the deployment of eight parts of inner power.


Of course, his attack was very fast and fierce. The attack was also deadly.


The tip of the heirloom sword was still dripping fresh blood on the ground. The sword rods emitted an extremely viscous killing aura.


All of these things happened in a short time. In contrast to writing the incident that takes a long time.


Huang Mei Lan was getting stupefied. Now the girl knew very well to where the Nameless Swordsman ability was. Although his experience in the martial world is still very shallow, but as the grandson of a grandfather of green forests, of course he knows the awesomeness of a move.


And the moves shown by the Nameless Swordsman just now, were a very, very terrible and terrible style. Let alone three figures, if he is said to be in his ranks though, not necessarily he is able to compensate.


The Nameless Swordsman walked slowly towards Mei Lan. The Dragon Sword and Tiger had returned to its scabbard. The sword had also been wrapped again by the white silk cloth.


"You're not papa?" tanya Mei Lan precedes Cakra Buana.


"I'm fine, you alone?"


"I'm equal," Mei Lan replied meekly. He lowered his head in nervousness.


"We're leaving right now. Here it is no longer safe," asked the Nameless Swordsman.


"away? What about those people's lives?" mei Lan asked as she looked over the entire corpse.


"Leave it. They deserve to get a reward for what they've done,"


"Are you that cruel? Do you have the heart to see the bodies become dog food or vultures?"


Mei Lan did not accept Cakra Buana's decision to take her away. However, even if they are bad people, they are still human. As human beings, they must have a decent death.


"You must remember that you are the people of the martial world. In the world of the green jungle, even though you are not cruel, you must try to be cruel. Even if you don't have the heart, you have to keep trying for the heart. It has become commonplace," said Pendekar Unnamed trying to explain little by little about the martial world to the girl.


Huang Mei Lan was speechless. The girl who was Huang Pangcu's grandson was trying to ponder over the words of the Nameless Swordsman.


"There's a better term to kill than to be killed. Better to be stabbed than stabbed. In the martial world, it has become a secret. I was like that, just that, when I kill someone, it means that that person really deserves to die," the Nameless Swordsman said after a moment of silence and then continued speaking.


"That means, you're not reckless in killing someone?" his tanyanya became interested in the words of Cakra Buana.


"Of course not. As long as I've wandered, maybe I've never been wrong about killing people,"


"Do I have to be like that too?"


"very should. Because it is the principle of all the people of the martial world. Who is strong, who will survive. Who is weak, he who will die" the Nameless Swordsman said.


Now a little bit of Huang Mei Lan had understood what Cakra Buana meant. The girl was an intelligent girl, so she did not take long to understand every word spoken by the Nameless Swordsman.


"Now I understand what you mean," Mei Lan said with a sigh.


"Good then. Now let's go," ask Cakra Buana.


Mei Lan nodded. A moment later, two shadows immediately shot up from that place.


###


Now there are only six human figures without lives. Everything was sprawled on the ground with blood inundating his body.


Elsewhere, Cakra Buana and Mei Lan had been in a place quite far from the fighting arena earlier. The two are currently sitting under a bwee tree.


Mei Lan looked thirsty once. Fortunately the place they were sitting was close to a clear water river. Without needing to be ruled, the Nameless Swordsman had understood what he should do.


The young man of Tanah Pasundan immediately took the water down the river. He put the water in the urn of the wine that was previously brought.


"Here, drink it" Cakra Buana said as she gave the water to Mei Lan.


The girl looked at him while smiling warmly. "Thank you," Mei Lan immediately drank the water slowly.


Cakra Buana looked at him carefully. As her lips touched the urn, Cakra Buana felt something else in her heart. The young man was very fascinated to see those tiny soft lips.


Not to mention the owner who has a beautiful face.


Huang Mei Lan who realized that she was being noticed, she immediately stopped drinking water. "Why do you see me like that?" her question was embarrassed. Her cheeks are red like tomatoes.


"You are so beautiful" said the Nameless Swordsman. Unconsciously his mouth suddenly let out a compliment.


Although the praise was very short, but in Mei Lan's ears, it was very warm. Praise is like containing a power that is able to make himself feel lulled.


Heart's shaking. His heart was beating faster than usual. As a girl who was famous for her beauty, she was already used to receiving compliments from a man. But somehow, the praise thrown by the Nameless Swordsman just now felt different from the praise of other men.


All his life, he had felt that feeling.


Does that mean he has fallen in love with Cakra Buana? Is it true that his heart has fallen in that praise?


The mood was silent for a moment. The two eyes meet each other. They stared at each other for a while.