Swordsman Without a Name

Three Battles Completed

"So.t …"

The left waist of the opponent was torn large due to the sabetage of the Beautiful Sword of the Wingless Angel.

Fresh blood instantly gushed out. The person who was the victim immediately knelt down while holding the waist that was seriously injured.

Without wasting a golden opportunity, the Wingless Angel attacked again.

A sword thrust he launched out very quickly.

"Slhbb …"

Only once moving. Just one prick.

The Beautiful Sword from Kahyangan pierced through the heart of an opponent.

The moment the sword was pulled out, blood again flooded his body along with the blood that had previously kept coming out from the waist.

At such a time, the concentration of the Wingless Angel focused on just that one person. He did not see the situation around him. Even watching the surroundings is not.

So it is natural that he is not aware of the danger that is already very life threatening.

A warrior who was his opponent attacked him from behind. The sword that the person was holding slid swiftly launching a very fast stab.

The people are late to realize this. They wanted to help, but it felt like they had lost a step.

It was fortunate that at such life and death decisive moments, the Nameless Swordsman did not lose concentration.

As fast as lightning he instantly threw the Dragon Sword and Tiger towards the person who was intending to attack his lover from behind.

"Grush …"

The blood red light shot out quickly. In just one blink of an eye, something the attacker never imagined had finally happened as well.

He's a top-class swordsman. His strength was no longer a joke.

Unfortunately this time he was unlucky. The person did not see the slide of the sword belonging to the Nameless Swordsman.

He only caught a glimpse of a red ray rushing towards him.

There's no pain. There's no pain.

Suddenly his body suddenly stopped. Though his sword only two more will hit the back of the Wingless Angel.

Unfortunately, the sword suddenly stopped. Suddenly his back was cold. A cold thing entered his back.

As soon as he looked down a bit, it turned out that a sword had pierced through his body.

The speaker was no longer able to say even one word. His mouth was only wide open and his right hand pointed towards the Nameless Swordsman.

It was as if he wanted to berate the Nameless Swordsman because his sword had pierced his body.

Unfortunately, he was no longer able to say anything.

Let alone saying, even standing can not. Slowly he knelt down. His breathing was wheezing as he endured the pain.

The next instant, the person instantly collapsed onto the ground with blood soaking his clothes. He died at that time.

Amazingly, after the high-class swordsman was killed, the Dragon Sword and Tiger actually floated back into the grasp of the Nameless Swordsman by itself.

Now the opponent of the Wingless Angel is only one person. He did not want to linger in the fight this time, moreover he was already burned by the flames of anger from being attacked from behind by the opponent.

The Wingless Angel directly lunged at one of his opponents. The Beautiful Sword of Kahyangan danced under the night. The bright blue light flashed beautifully. A loud metallic clash sounded again.

He still uses the style Sweeping Waves Throwing Sadness in the Heart. That stance got even more powerful when used in the state of great anger like now.

Until only fifteen moves, the top-class swordsman of the Death Skull Organization had felt desperate.

The Wingless Angel slid down. The heirloom sword he held was shaken so that it looked a lot in the eyes of the opponent.

Once the distance was close, he immediately twisted his body and slashed the neck of the person.

"Srtt …"

The man who became his opponent died horribly. Her neck was almost puffed up due to the slash of the Beautiful Sword from Kahyangan.

The Wingless Angel sighed deeply. He cleaned his sword and then sheathed it back.

Not far from his standing position, Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya the Hand of No Mercy was also fighting against three warriors.

Their fight had already exceeded thirty moves. Unfortunately no one has been able to urge Mr. Santeno.

Instead, slowly but surely the old man began to excel and master the course of the fight

The God of Earth Destroying the Sky Flipping Mountain is still held. With that style, he has high self-confidence.

Janhanlan against three people, against ten people he dared to use the style. Even though he would lose, he still believed in his manager.

Because for Mr. Santeno, the God of Earth Destroying the Sky Flipping Mountain was a very special move.

The clashing of hands and feet echoed throughout the forest. A loud bang came out of their mouths.

Mr. Santeno lunged forward. His right leg gives a sweep toward three opponents then followed by a consecutive punch attack. All of that he did with lightning-fast movements.

So that his three opponents felt overwhelmed and difficult to withstand the onslaught.

"Nrank …"

One of the warriors was beaten. A hard blow from his right hand lodged in the person's jaw. So hard, the blood immediately poured out. Even his face immediately blistered.

The Hand Without Mercy does not remain silent. He darted back and then gave a kick from the right side to the left.

"Grand …"

The kick worked again. The jaw was the main target as before.

The warrior was thrown until it hit a tree. The first wound is still painful, now added with more pain.

Complete is his suffering.

Fortunately, he was immediately killed because of the deep power contained in the kick earlier counted large. If not dead, maybe at this time he will complain because of the pain he suffered.

The fight continues. The Lunge of the Hand Without Compassion is becoming. His hands were like rain falling to the earth. The difference is, if the rain drops the water endlessly, while his hand lowers the attack without stopping.

The two hands seemed to turn into thousands. Not to mention the footstool that can come at any time.

This continued battle did not last long. In just two martial arts, Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya had managed to kill both of his opponents.

The same pain, the same pain.

Both were killed by Mr. Santeno's blow lodged in his heart.

The only opponent left is the leader. It was also in a bit of fear. His knees were limp and cold sweat had drenched his back.

"Why didn't you run away?" ask Cakra Buana with a sharp eye. His right hand was still tightly grasping the Dragon Sword and the Tiger.

"Why did I run away? It's also useless, I can't escape from here" he replied trying to gather courage.

"Good, then show me where your leader is" Cakra buana's ink.

"Why should I comply with your request?"

"To save your life,"

"You think I'm afraid of dying?"

"Hmmm .." replied Cakda Buana just mendehem.

"Even if I have to die now, I'm ready to die,"

"good. You ask, I will grant you," said Cakra Buana.

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Sorry if some of these chapters only fight, because as explained earlier, this is the peak of the journey of Cakrw Buana in the Land of Java. If there is no other business, it may go directly to China to fulfill the order of his teacher.