The Musafir

The Battle of the North River Angel in the Shop

BIDADARI North River attacked after darting upwards. The girl somersaulted in the air, so that her legs were on top while her head was down.

As an opening, the North River Angel threw dozens of poisonous needles at the five tourist-looking warriors.

Immediately, his entire needle was parried the opponent using their discs. Not a single needle hit the opponent's body. But the needles, however, are just an opener, not meant to kill an opponent.

Coinciding as his five opponents were fending off his attack, the Northern River Angel set his foot on the rooftops of the room until his body slid down rapidly. His white sword blade drew forward again.

The girl's attack was actually very fast. Twice as fast as the speed of sound, to the point that his body was shrouded in a thin mist. However, the number of opponents made the North River Angel unable to concentrate the attack precisely.

When the five swordsmen split apart as quickly as possible, none of them ate the blade of the Bloodthirsty Pigeon Sword in the hand of the North River Angel because the girl did not determine who was the target.

The naked foot of the girl touched the floor again, but this time she did not remain silent. The North River rushed to attack. Learning from the previous mistakes, now the North River Angel concentrates his attack on one opponent only.

He intended to finish them off one by one!

The looking mantel nodded his head.

The Northern River Angel darted rapidly towards an opponent who felt the most careless and weak among all his other opponents. The White Pigeon Sword was attached to the side, the new one would be swung towards the opponent's neck rod when it reached the attacking distance.

However, the Northern River Angel felt a whirring of wind right behind his back. The wind was accompanied by a metal hum. Knowing that death was chasing him from behind, the North River Angel turned in the air to dodge.

Justright. Dozens of flying blades flashed right on the girl's right side. Just a short distance from his shoulder, it was fortunate that the Northern River Angel was moving fast enough that the blade had only shot past him.

The knives continued to go on without moving. No one can stop these knives. Not even with an opposing warrior who is now facing the dozens of knives!

“Akkhh!!”

Perhaps that was the last shout of the warrior. Five knives stuck right in his chest. His blood spurted even before his body lay on the shop floor. A moment later, his body twitched and turned a jet green color. White foam poured out from his mouth all the way to the shop floor.

“Toxic knife.” The sizzling mantle slowly watched that.

“Like that's the martial world of today, Hero Man,” said the father of the store owner suddenly. “Now poison should not only be used by black warriors. The free class, even the white people do not rarely wear it.”

Mantingan can only be silent because it does not know what to answer. He himself sometimes uses poisonous needles to deal with his enemies. Mantingan again centered view and mind on the North River Angel.

The girl looks pecked for a moment. Really for a moment, because after that he again flashed and attacked.

“Begundal crazy Champa!” There was still the swearing of his opponent when the North River Angel was present between them to attack.

Now the North River Angel is attacking like a propeller that rotates very very fast. Very quickly, the wind also rotated with the girl's body.

The Northern River Angel had just stopped spinning only to catapult himself to an opposing swordsman who seemed to have been cornered in a corner of the room.

The Swordsman was very upset when he found out the North River Angel was after him when his position was not good at all. As a last resort, the swordsman threw his three remaining flying knives at the girl, even throwing the two discs in his hand.

The Northern River Angel drew his sword back before thrusting it back forward. The puncture produced a high-strength wind whirl that instantly brushed off the three flying blades that led to him.

Mantingan slightly widened his eyes when he saw the Northern River Angel doing that. He knew the style that the girl was wearing. The Cleaving Wind Technique that only White Wind College students can learn!

Mantingan really did not know where the girl got the knowledge from. But he does not doubt that the style used by the North River Angel is really the Cleaving the Wind.

After successfully getting rid of the three flying blades without touching them at all, the Northern River Angel had to fend off a pair of discs that led to his neck and legs. Both discs need to be handled specifically. Other than the dangerous direction of his attack, the discs were not weapons that were easily dispelled using the Cleaving Wind Force.

However, the Northern River Angel did not fend off the entire disc. On one of the discs, he instead caught it using the tip of his sword. Still in the air, the Angel of the North River swung his sword which instantly thrust the disc towards the opponent.

This time, the opponent did not let out a death scream. Because the disc had severed his neck. His head was thrown upwards before finally falling down and rolling down on the shop floor. His body fell down. While the disc stuck on the wall of the shop.

The mantle widened his eyes. If it did not maintain its common sense, then Mantingan would not believe what he was looking at right now.

“Women are much more dangerous than we've been expecting, Hero Man.” Again the shopkeeper said, managed to find out what Mantingan was thinking even though the young man did not say it.

“Fuck shit!” Sounds loud enough to shake the room. “We have to go from here, it is better for this news to spread than for us to die in this place!”

“Hihihi, what are you saying, O Squirrel? You call yourself a man .. hihihihihihi .. it turns out that the treatment is like a woman only.. hihihihi!”

“Heh, sissy! You're as crazy as that Champa bagundal! But just like you, your life is your business!”

Finished saying, the swordsman darted as fast as he could towards the shop window. He left two of his friends at the store. Any news when it comes to the North River Angel will be paid handsomely, let alone the news of his departure which is definitely paid a great price! The swordsman silently smiled widely. With his two comrades dead here, he did not need to split the results.

However, his hopes were dashed just after a chain reached his neck and slammed him back down until the shop floor fell into the ground. The warrior's body did not move anymore.

“Sorry.” A White Mask Squad warrior raised one hand with a look of regret. It looks like a chain link is tied to his hand. “Looks like myself a little too excited.”

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