Swordsman Without a Name

Ki Marta's Fear

Not to mention plus one attack belonging to Ki Marta that is not less fast and powerful. Although his age is advanced, but his spirit in fighting is not lost by those who are young.

Ki Marta is a warrior armed with a silver trident. In this age, trident warriors are not as many as swordsmen or empty-handed warriors.

But even so, it does not mean that the trident is lost to other weapon moves. Precisely Ki Marta's style looks different from most trident moves.

The fast pacer was also full of tricks. Evidently at this time, had not had the first attack hit the target, the old man had replaced it in a short time.

The four attacks that brought news of the afterlife had already sealed the body of the Nameless Swordsman. The not-so-large room was suddenly enveloped by the ***** killing which was very concentrated.

The atmosphere that was once quiet, has now also been enlivened by the clash between the heirloom weapons.

Four trunks of heirloom weapons produce four different colors. Although each attack is different, in fact, the attacks complement each other.

The battle had already been going on for sixteen moves. The Dragon Sword and the Tiger that shook the universe had already been removed from the scabbard just a moment ago.

The red light shone. The room was covered in red for a moment.

The fight is getting more intense. Four warriors are vying to kill Cakra Buana. The longer the battle, the more powerful the moves they used.

The three Rainbow Swords suddenly leaped back in the rain of their own attacks, the next second they had already charged back to the front.

The three swords displayed a unique yet extraordinary style. The move came from three directions. One attacked with a stab. One more sabetan. And the rest just swirled around like a windmill.

Their speed increased by several times.

From the middle, Ki Marta also appeared with her ultimate style which she named Trident of the Three Shadows. That movement is a movement that relies on speed.

The faster he moves, the greater the result.

Yushhh!!! Wutt!!!

The sword's Eve was mixed into one with murder. The Nameless Swordsman smiled coldly. Without wasting much more time, the young man immediately took out his manager.

Shaped Unshaped Lightning Sword.

A sword style that shook heaven and earth. That powerful and unmatched heirloom style looks back. The red light seemed for a moment, the next second the light suddenly disappeared in the midst of the onslaught of the opponent's attack.

The atmosphere is getting crowded. The rolling rays coming from the magic of the warriors have made the eyes blurred.

Wutt!!! Crash!!! Slebb!!!

Sparks of blood hit the walls of the room. The fight stopped immediately. It's all done. Each of the weapons of the Three Rainbow Swords members had been cut into two or three pieces.

While the owner himself collapsed on the floor, they had all died in terrible conditions. Some lost their heads, lost their arms and legs, and some had their breasts torn.

Everything goes in the shortest amount of time. All that was left in the room was Ki Marta.

He's not really dead. Neither his head nor his accomplices were lost. All he lost was his courage and confidence.

His entire body trembled violently at the sight he had just witnessed. For the rest of his life, from the past until now, it felt like the old man had never encountered such a horrible sight like today.

Dozens or even hundreds of warriors he had met. Various kinds of great and terrible moves, all of which Ki Marta had witnessed. There was no style he had never seen.

But it was unexpected, the moves he had just seen were truly moves he had never seen in his entire life.

Let alone the nurse, even her movements were not visible at all.

If you were in his current position, what would you feel?

Sweat as big as soybeans seeds had soaked his forehead. Ki Marta is still standing. But it's not as hard as it was. He still survives, until now he is still breathing, but if to fight again, the old man already does not have ****** at all.

His head had gone to a place that humans could not reach.

"Three of your comrades have I killed .." said the Nameless Swordsman calmly.

This became a fear for the old man named Ki Marta.

"I knew. And you're the killer,"

"I don't really want to kill people. I want to stop doing this. But what a pity, a lot of people deserve to be killed,"

"Are the Three Rainbow Swords one of them?"

"Maybe so. If you're going to be killed, will you really just shut up?"

Ki Marta immediately shook her head as quickly as possible. Of course he won't stay silent. Which man will remain on his hands if he knows he will be killed by others?

It doesn't seem to exist. And although there was, maybe that person if not stupid, must have been someone who had resigned.

"Now no one can help you. I just want to know, who are you really?"

"I will not tell you,"

"Then what plan are you going to do to me?"

"I told you, we want your life,"

The Nameless Swordsman immediately thought back. He recalled the order of events he was currently experiencing. Starting from entering the village, getting reports, information, then until he arrived at this place.

Lucky that he had calmed down by now, that was why the Nameless Swordsman began to speak according to his guesses.

"So you know who I really am?"

"Fright up,"

"That's why you're making a rumor out of whack just to lure me here?"

"Not wrong anymore,"

"Hemm, so indeed everything has been planned carefully,"

"If it's not ripe, there's no way we'll intervene directly,"

"But you've miscalculated one thing,"

"Which one thing?" asked Ki Marta while frowning.

"You're miscalculating my abilities,"

Ki Marta was silent. Silent sign assures.

He had indeed misjudged that handsome and burly young man. At first, he was sure he would succeed with all of these plans. Unfortunately, the opposite happened.

The plan that is believed to be mature, actually still very raw.

If it wasn't raw, how could he possibly fail?

"There's one thing you should know about me" said the Nameless Swordsman.

"What thing?"

"Whoever wants to kill me, then don't expect him to live any longer after confronting me,"

Sounds cold. Cold as the tip of a sword. Ki Marta was getting scared. Regret suddenly enveloped him.

Unfortunately, that regret is useless.

Yush!!!