Swordsman Without a Name

Flying Bajars

Pendekar Unnamed, Wingless Angel and Sian-li Bwee Hua have now entered the Pasundan area. The three lovers were now walking leisurely in the crowd of citizens passing by.

The city is very crowded. Traders lined the roadside. From this end to that end, everything was filled with lined merchants.

The screaming sounds of the people peddling his wares sounded very clear in the ears of the three young swordsmen.

Of course, because the intended city is Kotaraja Tanah Pasundan.

That means, the Nameless Swordsman has entered his own "home" area. The young man was delighted that he could finally set foot here again. In his city of pride.

It's daytime. Although the sunlight is very attractive so that it feels burning the skin, but anyway the people do not pay attention to it. They remain passionate about making a living for themselves or perhaps for their families.

The three walked forward. They themselves do not know what to do. Because the young are confused. Especially the Nameless Swordsman. He was confused as to where he should look for information related to Kujang Dewa Batara.

Although Cakra Buana has not seen it directly, but he is very sure that the heirloom weapon must be very powerful. Everyone would want to have it.

It cannot be denied, because every heirloom that exists in the Royal Palace, is indeed a rare heirloom. Heirlooms that have been passed down through generations. The legacy that became the symbol of the success of the Kingdom itself.

Now if until the heirlooms are lost, then a little bit of the prestige of the Kingdom must be reduced. On the other hand, it cannot be denied if the existence of the heirloom adds to the prestige of the Royal Palace.

The Nameless Swordsman was not out of thought, why would those people want to look for trouble with the Kingdom? What is their real purpose?

Such questions kept popping up in his mind. Unfortunately, none of them can answer themselves. But whatever their purpose is, there is certainly behind this all an extraordinary intent. Whether it wants to destroy the Kingdom slowly, or also wants to ravage the Land of Pasundan.

Cakra Buana involuntarily clenched his hands together. Green muscles grazed out from behind the back of his hand. His face is still calm. But his eyes were as sharp as the tip of a sword.

Wutt!!!

By the time they walked, suddenly dozens of secret weapons shot out from ahead. The speed of the weapon was hard to imagine. If the victim is someone else, it will not survive.

The crapp!!! The crapp!!!

The Nameless Swordsman twisted his body while raising his right hand. As soon as his body stopped spinning, the dozens of secret weapons were already within his grasp.

Dozens of silver needles looked shiny from the sunlight. The end is very sharp. If the stem is silver, on the contrary, the tip is actually dark green.

From here it can be known that the weapons are certainly poisonous. A ferocious poison that could kill a human life in just the blink of an eye.

Yush!!!

Without saying much more, the Nameless Swordsman immediately slid forward towards the arrival of the silver needle. The wind was quite strong immediately felt by the residents who were jostling it.

Some people bounced because they could not resist the wind. Several merchant ships also fell due to the blow.

The Nameless Swordsman was already in a desolate place. In front of him were about eight spears there was a person dressed in black was running using body lightening science.

Wutt!!!

A red light smoldering out from the palm of the young man's hand. The light rushed towards the black-clothed person in front of him.

The person being targeted seemed to have realized the danger. As fast as lightning he set his foot in the air then immediately clumped a few times.

Blarr!!!

The red light struck an uninhabited old hut. The hut was instantly smashed into pieces as it was not strong enough to withstand the onslaught of magic air unleashed by the Nameless Swordsman.

Along with the incident, the young man also set his feet. He increased the power of speed until finally able to reach the target target.

Bukk!!!

He wanted to run back, but unfortunately at that moment the Nameless Swordsman was already before him.

"Stop in place or your life instantly drift," he said firmly.

The person dressed in black instantly stopped his steps. He did not speak, but his face described fear.

"Say what do you mean?" snapped it.

"I mean it's obvious, I'm trying to kill you,"

"Are you who I am?"

"Yes, I know. You're a Nameless Swordsman. A young warrior who is said to have abilities as high as the sky. The young man who is the Unrivaled Swordsman," replied the man trying to remain calm.

Cakra Buana smiled cynically. Not to be arrogant, but he just wanted to make his enemy feel a little jerry in the hope of being defeated without having to intervene.

"If you already know, why even deliberately seek trouble with me?"

"Because this is a task,"

"Who's job?"

"You don't need to know," the man replied with a grin. He was trying to eliminate the fear of her.

"Then it seems like I have to put one leg and one hand on your hand so you can talk" warned the Nameless Swordsman.

Hearing the threat, the black-clothed person immediately showed a terrified expression back. He swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Cold sweat as big as soybeans soaks the forehead.

In his heart, the Nameless Swordsman was extremely happy. He knew the person before him was a coward. And usually, a coward would rather leak his secret than lose his life.

But usually, before that we have to actually act first to prove that we are indeed capable of doing what is said.

"You sure you can?"

"I can prove it to you,"

"May try," challenged the person with a condescending smile.

He was very confident in his own abilities. And indeed, in the martial world that person was quite famous. He used to be nicknamed the Flying Bajar. Science lightens his body above average. Even his abilities were also aligned with first-class figures.

Too bad the Flying Bajing has not been able to defeat the Nameless Swordsman. Both in speed and ability.

But basic because people do not know themselves, he can challenge without assessing more deeply who his opponent. He knew the nickname of the young man in front of him.

Regardless of what it was, the Jumping Bajing would not believe it before seeing and feeling it for himself.

Yush!!!

The red light flashed very quickly. The light struck forward without knowing its shape. Only once seen, then instantly vanished.

The Nameless Swordsman was still standing in his original place. He doesn't seem to move one bit. The Flying Bajing was also the same, that person did not know what the red light just meant.

But the next second, the Flying Bajing only realized that something had happened. The ground that was stepped on by him felt wet.

Not wet because of water. It is wet because of blood.