Swordsman Without a Name

The Tread of Hell Fire

Poh Kuan Tao the Tiger Sakti No Match!!!

The body that was meant was indeed the body of the grandfather from the North. He was killed after receiving a devastating move by Sian-li Bwee Hua.

I don't know what style he used just now, but for sure, everyone can see that the style is indeed a very terrible style.

During the lunge of the Flower Goddess Bwee in the grassland of Mount Hua Sun, only now was everyone made so he was pleased. The people who were there were amazed. But now they are much more amazed.

The Tiger Sakti No Tanding died horribly. There was no blood coming out of that old body. Only, his entire face was deathly pale. Worse, his pair of eyes glared as if in disbelief. His tongue is stiff.

Another terrible event suddenly happened. The deathly pale body suddenly blackened like it was burning. Tiger Body Sakti No Tanding scorching. On his chest was a five-fingered scar and was reflecting white smoke.

Everyone choked. Moreover, they were the old generation.

Everyone knows what that is. They did not expect that the terrible moves that he said had disappeared from the martial world for decades, it was still there. However, the people were more unexpected that the style was successfully mastered by a young girl who had not even reached twenty-five years of age.

Who would have believed this if they had not seen it in person?

After the death of the great enemy Sian-li Bwee Hua, he himself immediately fell to his knees. Fresh blood melted at the corner of his right lip. Face pale.

Clearly, the former members of the Flying Dragon Organization were exhausted. He's pushing himself too much.

Yush!!!

The red shadow darted like a palm of heaven. Suddenly the Nameless Swordsman had been on the side of Sian-li Bwee Hua.

"Sit cross-legged, close your eyes. Don't open your eyes before I tell you to open them" the young man said quickly.

His tone sounded very alarming to the state of the girl.

"Alright, I understand," Ling Ling replied softly.

He instantly did the position as instructed by the Nameless Swordsman.

Cakra Buana immediately attached his palms to the back of Sian-li Bwee Hua. He began to channel pure air to him.

Warm feeling spread throughout the body Sian-li Bwee Hua. Comfort also began to feel.

The Nameless Swordsman continued to stick his palm for quite some time. A drink of tea later, Ling Ling suddenly spewed out a blackish fresh virgin.

Although his pair of eyes were still closed, he could tell that blood was the cause.

"Open your eyes .." Cakra Buana's orders.

Ling Ling opened his eyes. The girl breathed a long breath. Now his body is starting to improve. The beautiful face that had been pale, had now returned as usual slowly.

He felt his body return lightly. Not as heavy as before.

"How are you doing now?" cakra Buana asked as she tried to help him stand up.

"It's so much better" he replied with a smile.

"Thank God, then let's go back,"

"You don't need to be like that to me" he replied, throwing a smile that gave the girl a comfortable feeling.

Sian-li Bwee Hua immediately bowed in embarrassment. For some reason, every Nameless Swordsman threw such a warm smile, he always felt something else. His heart was always enveloped by a feeling that was hard to express.

Even his heart was beating with a beat.

The pair of young men immediately walked back to his line where his companions had been waiting since.

Meanwhile, the, the characters choose to compete and those who are the old generation began to talk about the terrible moves that had just been launched by Sian-li Bwee Huan to successfully take the life of the Tigers Sakti No Match.

"I don't think the Hell Flame Tread is still there," Tian Hoa said with a sigh.

One of the elders of the martial world said while showing his admiration because he had returned to see the legendary style.

"Aii, I am too. But I didn't think that the only one who had it was a girl. Even more unexpected if he has managed to master it to the perfect stage," continued Huang Pangcu who was equally amazed.

"So, is the heirloom book of the Sejagad Tread actually the legacy of the Pendekar Tapak Dewa?" ask Old Granny Hunchback to the people who are nearby.

"A little bit of a lot maybe yes. But the most important thing now is that we must be grateful that the person who mastered the style of the legend, it turns out our own people," said the Blind Who Knows Everything.

The friends agreed. They also feel that, if only the one who managed to master the book was his great enemy, it is certain that the Tionggoan martial world will be much more chaotic.

The Nameless Swordsman and Sian-li Bwee Hua had already arrived before the figures. Their arrival was welcomed by everyone.

Finally the long battle that took place in the grassland of Hua Sun Mountain was finished as well. Even if someone is a victim, they should be grateful.

Because if not, maybe the victims who will fall even more.

The sun has risen. The heat was getting on everyone's bodies there. The characters began to return to their respective places. They came home with glad tidings in their hearts.

Eventually the Tionggoan martial world survived the great calamity. Later, will be reborn the warriors who became their successors.

"What are we gonna do about this?" ask Old Man Sucks.

"Otherwise? Surely we should celebrate this victory," Tian Hoa said with a loud laugh.

"Hehehe, do you really want to celebrate with all of us?" huang Pangcu asked as he brought his face closer to the face of that Old Heaven Earth Demon.

"Hemm, at least for now we just forget the disputes between us. You are old, and I am the same. What's wrong if we drink wine with the goods for a moment?" Tian Hoa laughed even louder. Huang Pangcu did too.

Finally the two green grandfathers soon passed from there. They walk alongside each other.

Before everyone actually left, Tiang Bengcu had told the top class figures to bury dozens of human bodies contained there.

Especially the members of the Flying Dragon Organization and the corpse of Poh Kuan Tao the Sakti Tiger were matchless.

At first they were reluctant, but after seeing the seriousness of the face of Tiang Bengcu when talking, inevitably the people had to obey his orders.

After all, the Bengcu Pole was still their leader. He is the emperor of the martial world.

Dozens of top-class figures shoulder to shoulder made a large hole to bury the bodies. They work together to shorten the time needed.