Swordsman Without a Name

Battle IV

Yush!!!

The two peerless figures were pushed backwards. Tian Hoa the Old Heaven Earth Demon was pushed up to ten steps back. He himself did not believe in this incident, even though he had expended eight parts of his inner power during this fight. Unexpectedly, the result was completely beyond anyone's expectations.

While the Goddess Beautiful Seven Lives was only pushed back five steps. His body is still standing. His horses did not falter. The omnipotent woman seemed to feel nothing but just the place where her foundation retreated a little.

Actually, every class figure chooses a match or without a match, they will feel happy if they manage to find an opponent who is worth it. At least, he could measure up to where his abilities were.

But it seems that now is an exception. Because at this time, losing a win is not about your own life. Rather it involves tens or even hundreds of people's lives.

Tian Hoa did not know whether he currently had to laugh, or had to cry. To be sure, he was really unlucky. Damn session.

Ohhh!!!!

The pink shadow darted forward. A cold wind suddenly felt the old grandfather's body crushingly.

Prosecutors!!!

Know-how the body of Tian Hoa the Old Demon of Heaven Earth was thrown until it hit a large tree behind it. The tree was quite large, after all the distance was about eight spears. But in fact, now the tree has fallen. Even the old body had fallen flat beneath him.

Everyone widened their eyes. All eyes were almost out on the incident.

It turned out that when the Beautiful Goddess Body of Life moved, she also flicked the pink fan that had been grasped by her from the beginning. The flutter is not tight. Not at all. Even rough as if not using energy.

But who would have thought? The result was very surprising.

A very slow flutter, a flutter that looks so weak, turns out to be enough to throw a grandfather in the martial world.

If only a grandfather can be made so easily, let alone the high-class figures present?

Imagining this, inevitably they also feel horrified. Those people did not dare to imagine again how it would have been if the incident had just happened to himself.

As usual, Ming Tian Bao again jumped into the fighting arena. After sighing deeply, he finally announced again the outcome of the fight.

"Old Devil of Heaven Earth lost. The winner of the Goddess Beautiful Seven Lives," she said in a loud voice.

The one who breathed out was not just him. Even others do the same.

"It turns out that the ability of a grandfather in the Tionggoan martial world is only like this. Hemm, lowly," muttered the Beautiful Goddess of Seven Lives.

Although his voice was quiet, everyone present there could hear the words clearly.

The people present felt very angry. Especially long before they felt that way. But what power, unless only able to surrender to accept the diatribe, what else can they do?

"Too arrogant. I if only because I only put out six parts of the inner power alone," Tian Hoa grumbled not to lose.

While saying, the old man continued walking towards the other companions.

Five fights have been completed. For the time being, the standing was won by the Flying Dragon Organization. On their side, there were already three victorious people, namely the Second Flying Dragon, the Third Flying Dragon and also the Beautiful Goddess of Seven Lives.

While on the side of the warrior Tionggoan, who won only two people. First is the Mast of Bengcu, second is the Blind Who Knows Everything.

That means, there are only two fights left. Both of these indirectly determine the position of whether to excel or vice versa.

On the arena battle rink there, there was one figure of a blood red-robed young man. The young man was dodging every attack from his opponent.

The red youth. The sword on his back was also red.

If not the Nameless Swordsman, who else?

The young man in question was himself. Now he was fighting against the Fifth Flying Dragon. The two of them have fought twelve battles.

So far, every single skill shown by the Fifth Flying Dragon has been counted as fierce and dangerous. In addition, every nurse was also hard.

But regardless of what it is, the Nameless Swordsman is not much different from the Blind Who Knows Everything.

He was also playing his opponent so that his power was drained. Both internal and external energy.

Yush!!!

The Fifth Flying Dragon wore a sword. Dark green gloved long sword with skull handle. The length of the sword is about one fathom less. The sword is unique, because in addition to being rather large, the sword also has a width greater than the sword in general.

The sword thrust came as fast as lightning struck in the middle of the dark night. The silvery light seemed to dazzle the eyes of everyone who looked at him.

A simple prick. But the effect is incredible.

The hot air seemed to burst into the area around the fight. In just the time of one blink of an eye, an attack had arrived in plain sight.

The branch!!!

Bukk!!!

"Nrank …"

A violent clash suddenly sounded extremely loud. It turned out that right before the skull-handled sword pierced the heart of the Nameless Swordsman, the sword sheaths of the Dragon Sword and Tiger had struck him down fiercely.

Fireflowers splashed high upwards. The sword that was grasped by the Fifth Flying Dragon suddenly bounced upwards and then spun around rapidly.

Along with the incident, the figure of the Nameless Swordsman had vanished from the sight of every human present in the grassland of Hua Sun Mountain.

No one knows for sure what really happened. But for sure, suddenly, one figure was thrown far back even to vomit blood before his body touched the ground.

The splashes of red blood that were still fresh looked very concentrated.

Brugg!!!

The Fifth Flying Dragon's body collapsed onto the ground then rolled five times. He had only stopped after the power slide from the blow had completely exhausted.

His mouth was filled with fresh blood. The Fifth Flying Dragon felt its head twitching and the look in its eyes mukai myopic. His face was pale too. If he could not defend himself, he might have fallen unconscious by now.

Fortunately, the members of the Flying Dragon Organization immediately gathered pure air throughout his body so that his endurance did not decrease. After a while of channeling pure air, he sighed deeply then took a few steps forward.

"Is that a Nameless Skill?" tanyanya kalem's.

"Right," Cakra Buana replied as she nodded.

"Aii, a very good move. I admit defeat," said the Fifth Flying Dragon casually.