Swordsman Without a Name

Fire Arrows

A pair of Nameless Swordsman eyes immediately looked around the ancient room. Although his eyes were sharp, his face was calm and relaxed. The face did not look as doubtful as it had seen before.

"It turns out in the Tiger King Village there are still lowly humans like you. Hehehe, if this news were to spread to the outside world, wouldn't that mean lowering the prestige of this village?" The Nameless Swordsman deliberately said so with the intention of luring all his enemies out of the hiding nest.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Black dots are back visible. Some long black dots also appear back. This time, the attacks from all those secret weapons were much faster and more numerous.

Moreover, the dark attacks that were now were also much more ruthless.

At least Cakra Buana lost concentration, then automatically his life will float at that time.

The branch!!! The branch!!!

The red light seemed to be spinning very fast. The light looked like a streak of shooting stars at night. It's beautiful, but also very scary.

Anyone who sees it, will surely feel that all the feathers I have are standing alone.

In just an instant, all of the black dots had fallen out completely. Dozens or even hundreds of points fall right around the establishment of the Nameless Swordsman. Several elongated black dots that turned out to be sharp blades, had now broken into two pieces.

Everything is equal. Everyone gets the same ration.

"It seems like your abilities have grown stronger," a voice suddenly sounded from behind Cakra Buana's body.

The fat guy is back. Behind him were eight other people. They were all still the same person, they had come back to him.

The Nine Tiger Besiegers had been standing in line in front of the Nameless Swordsman. They are in a position to prepare. Nine very sharp heirloom weapons have been unsheathed.

Cakra Buana looked at them coldly. His face was not as backward as it had been a few days ago.

After they faced each other, it turned out to have reappeared several tens of others.

Who're they? Are they the fruit of the Nine Tiger Beleaguered? Or are they subordinates of Poh Kuan Tao the Tigers of Sakti No Match?

There were about forty of them. Everyone dressed in black. Black is as thick as tonight.

They have surrounded the ancient building. The ancient cemetery that was ten silent, is now suddenly crowded by these people.

The ancient cemetery suddenly turned like a very crowded market. Dozens of those people stared intently at the ancient building.

It turned out that in addition to the sight of sharp weapons, there were also dozens of bow arrows that had been smeared by fire.

The Nameless Swordsman was surrounded.

The way for him to come out was already tightly closed.

"It turns out you've guessed that I'll come here again" Cakra Buana muttered to the Nine Tiger Besiegers.

"Everything is carefully calculated. You yourself can see it clearly, now that you've been surrounded. So no matter how great you are, don't ever dream that you can get out of here" said the scrawny-dry man with a cold smile to the Nameless Swordsman.

"I know that my current position is really unlucky,"

"It's good that you're aware. So how, are you gonna give up?"

"Rush up? Hemm, in the dictionary of my life there is no giving up" Cakra Buana said with a mocking smile.

The skinny dried straight up the apoplexy. The young man before him at this moment was truly arrogant. He was a very stubborn young man.

He jumped straight ahead. Followed later by eight other people. They jumped almost at the same time.

The Nameless Swordsman wanted to catch up with them, unfortunately before that, dozens of arrows that had been smeared by the fire had been released so that it precisely pointed towards where it dwelt.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Dozens of reddish-yellow rays had shot out in unison. The longer, the more visible the light. In just a short time, the ancient building was already burning violently.

It seems that in addition to the above, even the building has also been covered with kerosene so quickly the fire devoured it.

The Nameless Swordsman was surrounded in a puddle of flames that lit up with reading. Hot Eve felt shackled the handsome and burly young man.

The sound of screams and other cheers rang out there. The applause from those people sounded very loud. It seemed like they were very satisfied when they saw the Nameless Swordsman who was currently still not out of the ancient building.

Inside the ancient building, Cakra Buana was only shocked for an instant. The next second, the face calmed down and relaxed. Although his breathing began to be congested by the increasingly steaming smoke, but the young man still looked calm.

The Nameless Swordsman sighed. Next, he moved immediately.

The eight parts of his inner power instantly also immediately deployed. His body shot through the blazing flames.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Two streaks of red light instantly enveloped the face of the earth. The two lights struck everything in front of him. His speed is hard to describe. In just an instant, the red light had already surrounded the entire ancient building outside.

Brugg!!!

Ancient buildings in which there are ancient tombs, have now collapsed fused with the ground. The dust is increasingly steaming high mixed with the thick black smoke.

Even though the building had collapsed, it was now no longer heard the blaring cries as before.

Where was the screaming voice? Where was the applause and cheering before?

The two red lights stopped moving. Once it stopped, now everything was clearly visible.

Half of the dozens of people turned out to be dead by now. All were killed while holding their weapons.

What the hell's going on? Why did they die like that?

No one knows the real events. But clearly, now the young man nicknamed the Nameless Swordsman had stood tall before them.

His clothes are intact. His body is also intact. The Dragon Sword and Tiger were still in his right hand. At the end of the heirloom sword was still blood dripping slowly.

Was it the young man who had killed dozens of people? How is he willing to do it?

The Nine Tiger Besieger could only be dumbfounded to witness what was currently happening before his eyes.

Yush!!!

The Formless Style was issued by the Nameless Swordsman.

Dozens of people around him were targeted. Cakra Buana's body flashed as fast as a gale. The red light seemed to be getting stronger.

Stifled cries and death moans began to sound alternately. The Formless Style mastered by Cakra Buana turns out to be more perfect. Evidently at this time, he was able to finish off all the lower class warriors that were around the ancient cemetery in just a short time.