
Ten Demons locked up the Nameless Swordsman. Their lunge turned out to be fiercer than previous enemies. The attacks they launched the longer they got bigger.
The attack seemed to be relentless. Go five come five. Survive five forward five. It was always like that throughout the fight.
Cakra Buana made a dead step. Everywhere he could not move freely. If someone else was in his current position, then that person would have died of hope.
All exits are closed perfectly. Their fighting ways were very neat and orderly. In terms of cooperation, in terms of confining the enemy, it seems like those people are already very skilled.
The Nameless Swordsman did not directly bring out the formless Lightning Sword. Some parts of his power have been drained because using the style, for now, he chose to issue another style.
The Million Lightning Rain Sword was instantly ejected.
The Ten Demons were pushed back the first time the young man took out his nurse. The situation at the battle arena began to change.
The murderous Eve is getting thicker. Death's Eve is getting stronger.
The Nameless Swordsman finally made his move. The Dragon Sword and Tiger shot out as fast as throwing arrows. The sword slashed slanting, its owner's body was also slightly tilted.
The attack was launched at high speed. The Nameless Swordsman concentrated fully on this fight. The Million Lightning Rain Sword was ejected up to the highest point.
The Ten Demons began to be exposed to the illusions resulting from the monstrous moves.
The ten people heard an endless burst of thunder. Their pair of eyes each saw lightning snatching and chased himself away.
The Nameless Swordsman instantly had the upper hand. The movement of the Ten Demons that had been very intense, now turned around. Their movements suddenly weakened. The cooperation that had looked very neat, now began to fall apart.
The Dragon Sword and Tiger suddenly shot out rapidly. One slash was launched with precise calculations. The direction of the Cakra Buana attack is the neck.
The neck is one of the most important points of human life. If the neck is broken, does that mean that life will be lost?
Yush!!!
Crash!!!
The Dragon and Tiger Sword hit its main target. One member of the Ten Demons was cut off by his neck. Blood immediately splashed out in all directions. Even that thick red liquid hit a bit of the Nameless Swordsman's clothes.
The young man of Tanah Pasundan did not remain silent. Once he saw his first attack succeed, he immediately launched another attack again.
His body jumped upwards while still launching various kinds of attacks. The remaining Nine Demons were made even more furious. When they realized that one of their colleagues had died, they then shouted and then lunged at Cakra Buana simultaneously.
By the time his foot stepped on the ground again, one strike came from behind unexpectedly before. The spear thrust shot out like a shadow, fast and deadly instead of playing. The prick leads to the back that directly leads to the heart.
The Body of the Nameless Swordsman was already in such a position that it made the body able to sense any threat. Once it sensed that there was a death threat, it reflexively moved the Dragon Sword and Tiger directly backwards.
Slebb!!!
That unusually fast spear thrust suddenly stopped exactly one finger behind the back of the Nameless Swordsman. The puncture that almost reached the target was forced to stop.
What the hell's been going on?
It turned out that just before his prick hit the body of Cakra Buana, the young man had preceded him.
The heirloom sword he wielded had pierced right in the heart of one of the members of the Ten Demons. A very fast stab at the same time on target.
Fresh blood soaked the sword. The sound of dying people sounded heartbreaking. When the heirloom was revoked, the victim immediately collapsed to the ground at that time.
The incident went for a blink of an eye. Even eight of his colleagues were late to realize that a colleague was again a victim.
The two attacks were only slightly adrift. The members of the Ten Demons only lost quickly for a few seconds. A little difference can turn into a lot in just a moment.
The fight continues. Eight of the Ten Demons were still fighting with all their might to defeat the Nameless Swordsman. Step by step has been issued by each of them.
Their fight had already lasted twenty moves. The eight enemies of Cakra Buana began to appear exhausted.
They had exerted all their abilities, but why did the young man still look fresh in shape? Let alone be killed, not even injured.
The body is still smooth. Not a single scratch has resulted from all of his moves and attacks.
Why would something like this happen? Can his body be touched? Or is that young man not human? Setankah's? What god?
Yush!!! Srett!! Srett!!!
The Nameless Swordsman staged two massive, unexpected attacks. Two death slashes lodged in his opponent's two bodies. A tear wound was quite long and deep instantly painted on their bodies.
Two lives at the same time. More and more blood inundated the ground around the fighting arena of the figures.
An opportunity like this becomes another advantage for the Nameless Swordsman. All the remaining enemies were losing their concentration from seeing that their comrades had been wiped out. This causes their attention to split and concentration to be disrupted.
As fast as lightning he moved back. The Dragon and Tiger Sword emitted a flash of deep red light. The killing lust that came out from the body of its owner was even more concentrated.
Yush!!!
His body moved like lightning. His attack came like an endless torrential rain. All attacks have been carefully calculated. Each step is calculated carefully and precisely.
Crash!!!
Several times the same sound is heard almost simultaneously. Blood that gushed into all areas began to smell carrying a fishy smell.
One by one the bodies of the enemy Cakra Buana collapsed to the ground. Those who collapse will never wake up again. Good for now, or later.
A dead body, can anyone wake up again?
After missing several tens of moves, finally their fight was over as well. The Nameless Swordsman came out victorious. The young man did not suffer any injuries except just a few scratches at some point of his body.
It was just an ordinary cut. It won't affect his movement space. To an extraordinary young man like himself, all the injuries resulting from the fight just now meant nothing.
The Buana chakra shot straight ahead. The ancient tomb was not far from it now. That's why he doesn't want to waste his time.
Related to the corpse of the Ten Demons? He doesn't care at all.
His body was far enough away. Just a few dozen steps away, Cakra Buana finally arrived at the ancient burial gate.
The night is getting late. The moon is moving west. The wind blew softly, the sound of wolf howls in the distance there sounded even more sinister. Especially if you hear it at the funeral as it is today.