Swordsman Without a Name

The Rain of Arrows

"Rubber. You're old, you should be done quickly," Huang Pangcu said as if agreeing that Old Man Sucks was killed.

The old man laughed. His voice was no ordinary laughter. Because behind the laughter, contains an inner energy channeled through sound waves.

This shows a painful effect on the ears of anyone who does not have high energy.

Fortunately, twelve people are already including martial arts world champion. So they only fell silent when they heard the strange old man's laughter.

"True, I'm tired of living a life like this. Maslaah, problems, and problems. It seems like a matter of liking me, so they always approach even though I've kicked him out," said Old Man Sucks then gulps.

No one answered his words. Three of his friends laughed. Sometimes just by laughing, they already understand that each feels the same way.

The twelve people looked at each other for a moment. But they haven't moved yet either. Since they knew, who dared to make the first move, their lives would soon drift.

Moreover, the four people who were sitting were not random people.

"Fortunately this wine is not sprinkled with poison. So that I can still enjoy it casually," the Nameless Swordsman said with a smile.

"Even if sprinkled with poison, I will still drink it" Huang Pangcu said.

The four of them continued to speak, as if the twelve people behind him were not considered at all.

At first, the twelve seemed ordinary. But because it was ignored for too long, in the end they began to get upset anyway.

"Gentlemen, do you not consider us? Do you think we're messing around?" ask the blue-clothed man who bears two spears.

"I'm not talking you guys are messing around. I was waiting for you guys. Your axes are gonna start playing?" ask Old Man Sucks.

The old man if he talks does like as good as jidat. People talk where, he answers where. The nickname Old Man Sucks is not wrong.

"Aii, the Twelve Cold-Blooded Demons are indeed impatient. By the way, how did you guys get here? Don't you already have power in the South?" ask the Blind Who Knows Everything.

"How did you know?"

"Because he's the Blind Who Knows Everything" the Nameless Swordsman replied immediately.

"Hemm, interesting. It turns out that this disabled master is really special,"

Brakk!!!

The table at the edge of the Nameless Swordsman was split into two parts.

"Are you tired of living?"

"Aii, why are you angry?" she was a little nervous.

"Because you've indirectly insulted my best friend. Whoever dares to insult my friends, that person must die" said Cakra Buana.

His voice turned a little scary. His eyes shone a sharp glare at the person whom he considered to be insolent.

"Is that me too?" ask Old Man Sucks while putting up a savage plain face mimic.

"Yes, whoever he is. Whoever dares to insult all my friends, I'll teach him a lesson,"

"Ahh, you blind man. Huang Pangcu the toothless grandfather who will be finished," said Old Man Sucks as if in disbelief.

Plakk!!!

Plakk!!!

Two hands hit his head. One Cakra Buana hand, another Huang Pangcu hand.

Plakk!!!

This time the hand of the Blind Who Knows Everything also hit.

"Why did you all hit me?" the old man shouted as if he did not accept it.

"Because you're a bitch," three people answered in unison.

He was silent. Then drink wine in a cup and put on an innocent face.

Now the old man believed that the young man of Tanah Pasundan was not joking with his words. She secretly felt grateful to have a friend like him.

"Take off your weapon" snapped the Nameless Swordsman.

That guy just fell silent. As if he had not heard the words of the Nameless Swordsman.

"Aii, the situation is already murky. Why not continue?" the person in yellow suddenly said in a moment of silence.

Kingg!!!

The sword light flashed then moved swiftly. The person who was snapped by Cakra Buana suddenly launched a sudden attack towards his neck.

The crapp!!!

Although the attack was very fast, but the Nameless Swordsman was able to move even faster. The sword was already stuck between his fingers.

The clangg!!!

The sword broke into two parts.

Everyone stupefied. They did not expect that the young man was able to break the sword like breaking a tree branch.

"Shoot!!!" yell at the yellow guy.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Dozens of arrows that had been burned at the end were suddenly crushed. Followed by dozens of other arrows that lead to where they are.

Along with the shout earlier, the twelve people immediately ran out.

Now Huang Pangcu, Old Man Sucks, Blind Man Who Knows Everything and No Name Swordsman is stuck there.

The Spring Wind Restaurant building has partially burned down. Debris of falling buildings blocked the exit. Arrows that had been burned at the end continued to rain down on the restaurant. Same with the other arrows.

There's no way out. There is no way to free yourself.

Laughter sounds out there. The twelve men laughed triumphantly. They were certain that this time, the four people would definitely be burned to death.

If a squirrel jumps, it will fall too.

As powerful as man, he is still not a god.

Although more buildings have been burned, but not yet seen among those who tried to escape.

Inside the restaurant, the four people were still sitting quietly. All four make a wall with tables listed there. Dozens or even hundreds of arrows had rained down on the protective table.

What are they really doing?

It turned out that the four people were still drinking wine. They enjoyed the wine very much. It was as if he did not know that the fire had burned down more than half of the restaurants.

"This wine is delicious" exclaimed Huang Pangcu.

"really. It's very tasty indeed," replied Old Man Sucks.

"Cakra, you search for other wine and bring as much as you can" Huang Pangcu ordered.

"Good,"

Cakra Buana set her foot on the table. His body immediately shot into the wine cellar. He took some wine jars. In the blink of an eye, the young man had already returned.

"We're out now" said Huang Pangcu.

All three nodded.

Brakk!!!

The roof of the building that had been burned because it was eaten by the red whiz, penetrated by four people. The rubble of the restaurant roof bounced off in all directions. There were even those that almost hit the bodies of the archers.

Some people are a little burned. They rolled on the ground to put out the fire.

The four people walked in leisurely. It was as if they felt no heat at all.

"They really aren't humans," murmured one of the Twelve Cold-Blooded Demonesses.

Although in a state of surprise, but the member in charge of throwing the arrow still carries out his duties. Dozens of arrows continued to shoot out nonstop. As if no one could stop them.

Strangely enough, no one could hit the four.