Swordsman Without a Name

The Death of the Nine Tiger Besiegers

The mood was quiet again. The ancient cemetery was again gripped by a very quiet silence. The place that originally felt ordinary, now suddenly feels much more creepy again.

Dozens of human lives are piled on top of each other. Some of them died on the edge of the tomb, in the middle of the tomb, even on a tombstone.

The scene like this right now, isn't it really that horrible?

The Nine Tiger Beleaguered felt like vomiting. His mouth was nauseous, his stomach was twisted.

They used to kill, used to torture humans cruelly, but for the rest of their lives, those nine people had absolutely never done what the Nameless Swordsman had done now.

That young man was really cruel.

According to the nine figures, who can do cruel things now is only a demon. If it is human, it is impossible.

So, is the Nameless Swordsman a demon?

"Now everything is done. It is only your turn that will soon overtake them" Cakra Buana said coldly.

"Labour. Look at the attack ..." cried the fat man.

Although his body was round like a ball, but it turned out that the science of lightening his body was perfect. Evidently at this moment, just now his mouth had finished shouting, the body that had yet to it had arrived before the Nameless Swordsman.

If you don't see it in person, no one will believe this.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Seeing a colleague move crashing at the opponent, the other eight figures turned out not to stay silent. They also do the same.

The Nine Tiger Besiegers had taken their share of each. Although they had yet to issue the Nine Tiger Beleaguered Wolf Line, yet it turned out that their single attack should not be underestimated.

Four sharp stabs were fired by an opponent from the left. A mighty Sabetan shot out from the front. Another attack arrived from each corner of the wind.

All of this is an attack of the upper class. All their strength has been deployed, if it is like this, then the fight that will take place will definitely be more exciting and fierce again.

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

A loud crash was heard several times. The sound caused the ears to buzz and the body to tremble. Sparks look beautiful in the night air.

The Nameless Swordsman had moved amidst the storm of attacks from all his opponents. The Shaped Lightning Sword Technique had already been deployed.

Yush!!!

Everything gone. Everything is lost in nothingness.

The Shaped Unshaped Lightning Sword Sect was now much more perfect. The style is not a complicated style, the style is actually a very simple style.

Without change. Without development. But it's deadly.

His sword vanished from the opponent's sight. The owner's body is the same. Both of them seemed to just disappear like ghosts in a fairy tale.

Srett!!

An opponent of the Nameless Swordsman instantly leaped backwards upon feeling the wounds on his body part.

His thighs have been scratched quite deeply. Blood started to seep out.

The figure then channeled pure air throughout his body. His wound he tied with a white cloth.

In the fighting arena, his eight comrades had yet to stop moving. They were still attacking Cakra Buana ferociously. Eight flashes of heirloom weapons rained down on the young man's body.

The branch!!!

The sparks suddenly formed a circle. The eight weapons that tried to grab Cakra Buana's body were instantly struck simultaneously.

The fight suddenly stopped that very moment.

All the figures of the Nine Tiger Besieger gaped with their mouths half-open.

They still can't believe what's going on.

How could the young man be as strong as he was now? Wasn't he not like this a few days ago?

Time keeps going. I don't know how long they've all been silent. The Nine Tiger Besiegers were complete. Their pair of eyes emitted a burning vengeful flame that would never be extinguished.

Yush!!!

After a fierce fight, they finally issued the most powerful combination that a few days ago almost killed the Nameless Swordsman.

The Nine Tiger Beleaguered Wolf Line had been re-issued.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

The nine people instantly moved nimblely. His movements are more powerful than they were a few days ago. Nine attacks instantly shut back the Nameless Swordsman.

In just a moment, the ancient cemetery had crowded back. Nine human shadows shot to and fro deftly.

Their movements resembled that of a tiger crashing at its prey. The cooperation of the Nine Tiger Beleaguered Wolf increasingly visible its prowess.

The body of the Cakra Buana is in the confinement of this unimaginable force.

Yush!!!

The red light suddenly moved.

An incomparable stab shot fiercely towards one of his opponents.

Crash!!! Srett!!!

Blood suddenly spouted. Two figures from the Nine Besiegers died at the same time. One of them cut off his head. Only once slashed, the head was thrown far to the right side.

Another victim was scratched on the back. A wide wound appeared from the right side to the left side.

Two human bodies fell to the ground.

After the deaths of the two figures, the prowess of the Nine Tiger Beleaguered Wolf Line instantly decreased drastically.

Now Cakra Buana understood, it turned out that the power of the line was only when the number was cumplit. When the number was reduced, even though it was for example only two people, it turned out that his prowess had been reduced very drastically.

This fact became a separate advantage for Cakra Buana, seeing the strength of the opponent decreased, the young man then attacked even more violently.

The red light was getting more and more blinding to the eyes. The place there was turned bright by the burning red light.

The Nameless Swordsman brought back that terrible style.

The fight was even more intense.

Yush!!!

Srett!!! Crash!!! Slebb!!!

Several times the creepy sound was heard. Several times the sound of pain in the ears.

The fierce battle instantly stopped at that very instant. Everything came back to the way it was. But the situation is much different than before.

The Nine Beleaguered Tigers had turned into a lump of lifeless bodies. They were all killed at the hands of the young man nicknamed the Nameless Swordsman.

Blood was still flowing from each of their bodies. The blood is still warm. His blood is also red. Puddly red.

Cakra Buana took a deep breath. The Dragon Sword and Tiger were already sheathed back. His eyes looked around the ancient cemetery. After being confirmed that the place was safe, Cakra Buana then stepped away from there.

The great fight is finally over. The Nine Beleaguered Tigers, are now no more in this world. For the future there will be no one who will hear the greatness of the name and the greatness of the line.

Everything remains a name.

Slowly but surely, the body of Cakra Buana has been far from the ancient burial area. The young man did not take the same path as at the time he departed, Cakra Buana took another path.

He took this step not out of fear. But intentionally because they do not want to get a much more difficult problem.

After all, the Cakra buana must prepare everything. He must prepare his strength as much as possible. Not to mention his heart and mind.

For a battle that was several times much greater was waiting before his eyes.

The goal now is certainly to Mount Hua Sun. There, his friends were waiting for his arrival.