Swordsman Without a Name

Sukma Sword

The collapse of the two members further made the Thirty Ghost Formation waver. The formation began to be chaotic not because of. This brings benefits to the Nameless Swordsman.

Because that means, the way he used proved to be very effective. The twenty-eight members felt extremely angry. Yet they did not dare to break the formation. Because if attacking one by one, these people are sure not a match for the foreign youth.

The Nameless Swordsman moved again.

This time his movements were much faster and much more terrifying than before. The attacks he launched were also getting more devastating. Because five parts of inner power or equivalent with a stroke of strength he has released.

The red light that brought news from hell was again visible. His movements are hard to predict. I heard a few loud sounds that shook my heart.

Three members returned to meet their deaths. He got a wound in the neck. Things are getting messy. The remaining twenty-five shuddered in horror upon seeing the foreign youth.

"Rain of the Million Lightning Sword …"

The Nameless Swordsman shouted as loudly as possible. According to the book he studied, if he took out a stance while shouting, then the result would be much more devastating.

Proven now.

His movements were much faster and terrifying. The sword she let out slammed down like a wild tiger.

The red light continued to scatter in all directions. Thousands of death-tipped sword dots were already etched before the eyes. Twenty-five of them tried their best to defend a piece of their life.

Unfortunately, all of this was a futile act. Even if they had ten lives, it was still in vain.

The reason they faced was the Nameless Swordsman.

If someone were to disturb a sleeping tiger, was there any guarantee that person would be released just like that? Of course not.

Similarly, the events that will be experienced by these people. The Nameless Swordsman would absolutely not let a single one of them off the hook.

Five lives were lost again. The pace is getting more and more scary. It was as if he was the representative of the Angel of Death that could at any time take a human life.

Stifled cries continued to sound as time passed. The clash of guns caused a dark spark. Like the hearts of those people.

Death is in sight. Is there anything more terrifying than this?

Fifteen people have been victims of the violence of the Nameless Swordsman in just a short period of time. No less than twenty moves, fifteen people who were in the formation line, managed to take his life.

Though anyone knows, if someone is in a formation line, it must be very difficult to take his life.

But it seems that this only applies to others. As for the Nameless Swordsman, not at all.

In fact, you could say he could take the lives of those who had the formation greetings very easily. Just enough to launch two or three slashes, it was certain that their lives were lost.

Neither his style nor his sword, it never disappointed its owner. Even the owner had never let down his style and sword.

It's a unique combination.

Fifteen minutes later, the movements of the Nameless Swordsman changed. He turned around in front of all the remaining enemies.

"Srtt …"

"Srtt …"

The sound of a torn cloth is heard connecting incessantly. Twelve members were sprawled with their mouths spurting blood. Their chests were torn from the right side to the left side.

All died in curiosity. All died in disappointment.

Disappointed with self that is so weak that it cannot give any resistance.

There are only three remaining members. The Nameless Swordsman launched his final attack.

But the attack had not yet hit its target, suddenly a ray of golden yellow light pointed at him at high speed.

"Utsss ..." The Nameless Swordsman clumped back three times to avoid the rays.

"You're Ou Lin's brother?" ask the Nameless Swordsman suddenly.

"Jeli is also your eyes. It has only been some time in the land of people, but it has been able to recognize people who even he himself does not know you," said one. Actually he indirectly insinuated that the Nameless Swordsman is not famous like them so that people do not recognize.

"So this is what you mean holy leader? Did my eyes not look wrong?" he scoffed back.

"Labour. You've been looking for trouble with the Seven Cruel-Cautious Robbers. So now you're in big trouble,"

"I already know,"

"Then why don't you prostrate under my feet to apologize?"

"Hemm, sorry. It's supposed to be the devil prostrating under human feet,"

"Sat. Very presumptuous of your mouth," said a huffed leader.

"Before it continues, I want to know first what your names are?" ask the Unnamed Swordsman.

"I'm the fourth brother, my name is Ong Wi, this is the fifth sister, his name is Pong Tofu, and this is the second brother, his name is Lo Jin" said the person who claimed to be named Ong Wi.

"Well, if you know the name so good,"

"What kind of kid is a kid?" ask Lo Jin to be angry.

"Enak, so if you die I just need to dig a hole and give a tombstone according to your names" taunted the Nameless Swordsman.

"Son doesn't know the rules. If you're not dead today, I think I'm really outrageous,"

Finished he said like that, Lo Jin as the oldest person among them wanted to act immediately. But his actions were first prevented by Pong Tofu as the youngest.

"Sister Lo Jin just shut up. Let your sister Pong take care of the young bastard" said Pong Tofu, playing with her fist.

"Hemm, okay Brother Pong. I'm sending that bastard to you, "he said and then tried to get his amarh back.

Pong Tofu immediately turned his body and stared intently at the Nameless Swordsman.

"You're a swordsman?"

"No,"

"Then?"

"Sukma the sword" Cakra Buana answered with confidence.

"good. Your mouth is indeed high, let me see where your skill in playing the sword is,"

Pong Tofu immediately pulled out his weapon as well which was a sword.

A fairly creepy heirloom sword with a jet black color.

Not knowing when he started his movement, suddenly the sword was already one step before the Nameless Swordsman.

The first attack was a stab. But the Nameless Swordsman was still silent. He hasn't acted.

When the distance of the opponent's sword was half a step away from him, only then did he begin the first action.

"City …"

The first collision happened. Pong Tofu's sword trembled violently. He was pushed one step back. While the Nameless Swordsman still stood firmly in his place like a mountain.

From the initial impact alone, Carka Buana already knew where the ability of his opponent was.