Swordsman Without a Name
Battle II
The branch!!! The branch!!!
A loud clash began to sound deafening. The two characters were involved in a fierce fight.
If two top-class figures were fighting, then they would not need to take long. Actually only one or two moves are enough, as long as they issue the ability to the highest point.
Too bad on this occasion it does not apply to anyone. The reason for that was because this fight was not a killing field.
Yush!!! Wutt!!!
The green kemala stick launched a blow towards the headstone. His movements are very agile. At that moment the Second Flying Dragon was in a close position, he pulled his legs back and then rubbed his head to the right side.
In that extremely slim chance, the second leader of the Flying Dragon Organization immediately launched an unexpected attack.
One stab shot as fast as the wind blew in the spring. The direction of his attack was heart.
Although this attack is very dangerous, but actually he himself does not have the belief that his attack will succeed.
Plakk!!!
His guess is not wrong.
Just when one knife dagger almost hit the target, then also Huang Pangcu's left hand immediately retraced the puncture.
The pounding of his left palm was extremely hard, almost the blade belonging to the Flying Dragon Organization member fell to the ground. Fortunately, he had a hand grip that was tighter than the bite of a crocodile so that his knife could still be maintained.
As his deadly attack failed, the Second Flying Dragon then immediately retreated backwards. Not to sigh, but to bring out a much more powerful stance.
The flap of Dragon Wings Surrounding the Universe!!!
One of his signature knife moves has been launched. The two extremely sharp blades looked even more radiant and sharper.
Wutt!!!
His body shot towards Huang Pangcu. The attack was carried out without stopping.
The battle of the two had entered the thirty-seventh stage. That means, soon they will reach the limit of the fight.
64 Four Totokan Green Kemala Stick!!!
The chairman of Kay Pang Pek did not want to lose. He also issued one of his nurses that he rarely issued. The green stick was for him already the third hand.
In Huang Pangcu's hands, the mestika wand could be anything he wanted. If he wants to limp, then the stick will go limp. If you want to be hard, then suddenly the stick will be hard again.
Now the staff is being moved to launch sixty death lotto. Each totokan contains high energy. Sixty-four totokan will lead to the sixty-four paths of blood in the human body.
A jet-green and black shadow flashed. The two are locked into one to several moves forward.
Wutt!!!
"I lost .." cried Huang Pangcu with a very loud voice.
Everyone was astonished, the high-class figures who were spectators, his companions, Mong Tian Bao as the referee, even Tian Hoa also experienced the same thing. Anyway, almost everyone was shocked to death.
Though anyone knows that just one step away Huang Pangcu can win the fight.
Why did he even admit defeat? Has he gone mad? Or is there another reason?
No one knows the exact reason except for himself the Nameless Swordsman, Tiang Bengcu and the Blind Who Knows Everything.
The Second Flying Dragon looked at the old man with a look of disbelief. But after all he felt excited because it could make the other party lose.
The breathing of the two men was piqued. Sweat had flooded his entire body.
"You admit defeat? Really true?" ask the Second Flying Dragon to make sure.
"Hahaha, good, good. That's the sign you still love your old body. Thank you for accompanying me to play," said the Second Flying Dragon with pride.
Huang Pangcu did not respond to the words of the man dressed in all black. Chairman Kay Pang Pek just smiled and slowly walked towards his friends.
His friends are still pensive. He really did not expect that those two words would come out of the mouth of a green forest grandfather.
They want to ask directly, unfortunately Tiang Bengcu even spoke first.
"Good work" he said, welcoming Huang Pangcu.
"Congratulations are too complimentary," he replied then laughed.
The battle in the arena continued. The longer it gets stressful.
Seen there was Poh Kuan Tao the Unparalleled Sakti Tiger fighting the Third Flying Dragon.
Both men were very violent. Exactly like the fight between a dragon and a tiger in the old man's fairy tale.
The Third Flying Dragon was a bare-handed expert. It just so happens that Tiger Sakti is not the same match. This makes their fight run more exciting and stressful.
The battle between the two is different from the other fights.
Football in the Third Flying Dragon was extremely dangerous. It was as if he had a grudge against the owner of the Tiger King Village.
The perverted grandfather from the North itself felt shocked. But because he was already rushed by lust, then the old man did not want to lose.
Straight by style he lay with all his abilities. The claws and kicks drifted towards the Third Flying Dragon without stopping.
Yush!!! Plakk!!! Plakk!!!
The two of them clashed in mid-air. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, they resumed another attack again.
The Third Flying Dragon fought full of calmness and without making a sound. Unlike Poh Kuan who is the opposite. Throughout the course of the fight, the old geezer continued to let out loud snares that made the eardrum tremble violently.
Yush!!!
The Third Flying Dragon attacked quickly. Both fingers formed three claws, anyone knew that the fingers were harder than steel and more dangerous than a mestika sword.
Black Dragon Claws Penetrating Clouds!!!
One of his ultimate moves was issued with all his abilities. This made his attacks double.
The Tiger Sakti No Tanding was immediately in a great desperate position.
Let alone himself, even everyone who saw this incident seemed to not believe the scenery they witnessed at this time.
"Haaa ..." a high shrill voice echoed in the middle of the air.
Those nine extremely dangerous claws had managed to tear Poh Kuan Tao's body apart decisively. Blood instantly flowed from all over the old man's body.
His face instantly turned deathly pale like a corpse. Cold sweat has been pouring out. He looks scared.
Who was the Third Flying Dragon? Why did he happen that way?
"Stop!!!" ming Tian Bao's voice sounded loud as well.
Not finished his voice, the old grandfather was already in the middle of the two figures.
"Why are you attacking excessively?" he asked as he stared intently at the Third Flying Dragon.
"Because he's my enemy. If you're about to be killed, don't you really want to avenge him?" the answer. His voice sounded hoarse. Whether it's a male voice or a female voice.
"alright. You won," Ming Tian Bao replied briefly.
