The Sword God of the South

The Battle of Bloody III

The words just finished being said. Even though his real actions had already been done first.

The Seven Colors Party official was immediately shocked to death. His face is getting pale. Cold sweat is also getting more and more.

The thing that everyone feared, finally befalling himself.

Keep in mind, in the green jungle, there is something scarier than death.

That is losing silat!

For a warrior, destroyed or lost silat he has, it is the same as death. Even more terrible than death itself.

If so, he will forever be a cripple. Return to being an ordinary person who is even much weaker than humans in general.

Losing silat is the same as losing everything.

In addition to being a disabled person, the sufferer also gets a disgrace that cannot be removed by holy water even once.

At first glance it sounds strange. But this is how the world deals. A world harder than black stone.

"Sir, please kill me, sir. I .. I would rather die than live longer in this world. Please, Mr. .. kill me," the Seven Color Party official continued to whine asking the Tionggoan Strange Old Man to kill him.

His words sounded heartbreaking. His tone was filled with sadness, so two tears appeared to come out.

"Are your ears deaf? Didn't I say before that I wouldn't kill you?"

Without staying any longer, he immediately darted from there and immediately looked for the next opponent.

While the unfortunate higher-ups, trying as much as possible to gather their energy. He wants to kill himself!

Unfortunately, the effort was in vain. Because basically, people who have lost silat, no longer have any energy. Including that outside energy.

He could only lie down without doing anything.

Meanwhile, time goes on. Without feeling a second fart has been heard again.

The battle that took place at the Beggar Party headquarters began to reach its peak. There are more and more casualties on both sides. Their bodies piled up and were here and there.

The fishy smell of blood coming out of each victim's wound, continues to smell carried by the night wind.

When their screams were echoing through the air, suddenly the sky let down rain. It was as if the rain water had indeed been deliberately lowered to wash away the pooled blood.

The sound of thunder came. It was as if all of that was complementary at this moment.

Not far north, the Deputy Chairman of the Beggar Party and several other higher-ups were also fighting against the Seven Colors Party.

The loud twangs between the green bamboo sticks that clashed with other sharp weapons, sounded mutually authentic.

It was as if it were all rhythm. A rhythm that can thrill the hearts and feelings of humans!

Eve death increasingly tightened the chest. If in that place there is a layman, maybe he had fallen unconscious since because of difficulty breathing.

While on the other hand, visible there was the Milky Way Beggar who was currently fighting the God of Three Weapons, the Chairman of the Seven Colors Party.

Their fight was the most exciting and tense fight. Although it does not involve other people anymore, what they offer is truly extraordinary.

The Three Weapons God displayed his skills that others rarely possessed. Now in both hands were different weapons.

In the right hand is a sword, in the left hand is a long machete.

In this world, it was too difficult to play two different weapons simultaneously. Especially if you are in the field of battle like now.

But in fact, it does not apply to people who nicknamed the God of the Three Weapons.

He can play both different weapons perfectly. His swordplay was very fast and difficult to read. While the game is very slow, so that the opponent can read where the attack direction clearly.

But slow here is not an empty slow that can be easily deflected. Precisely because of that slowness, the energy contained in each movement is very large.

The stick Sakti beggar had tried to fend off the God Three Weapon machete stabbing. And the results were surprising.

He felt his hands tremble violently and painfully.

After the incident, until now he did not dare to hit his stick with the opponent's weapon. Especially with that machete.

As a result, the fight between them went on for longer. From the very beginning, the God of Three Weapons had often had the upper hand. The game of two weapons really benefited him.

But that does not mean he can beat opponents easily. Although he has often been urgent, but in fact the Beggar Tongkat Sakti is not an easy opponent to face.

Therefore, he himself felt very upset towards her.

"It's no shame you're the Chairman of the Beggar Party. It turns out that your abilities are quite decent as well," said the God of Three Weapons as he leaped back three steps.

He deliberately stopped his fight for a while. The Chairman of the Seven Colors Party wanted to take a breath of relief and gather back his much wasted energy.

After all, his fight against this Milky Way Beggar, included into a fierce fight he had not felt for a long time.

"Thank you. My ability is still nothing compared to you, God of Three Weapons," the old man deliberately humbled. He does not want to look up to himself.

When speaking, the Beggar Stick Sakti still gave a smile. Even though he was dealing with a big enemy, but his facial expression still looked calm.

It signifies how confident the old man is of his own ability.

"Hahaha .. You are too shy. All right, now let's finish this fight,"

After his strength recovered, the Three Weapon God immediately started his fight again. But before he attacked, he first took out a small tube from his pocket.

The small tube is then poured into the mouth. I don't know what it is, whether it's wine, or maybe medicine.

No one knows about that.

After it was finished, the God of Three Weapons immediately threw the canister.

In the next second, he immediately attacked without issuing a warning first.

It was fortunate that the Milky Way Beggar was prepared with all sorts of changes. So that he was not surprised when he got the sudden attack.

Yush!!! Yush!!!

Two human shadows instantly shot forward simultaneously. Once met in the middle of the road, they again launched a vicious attack using their respective weapons.

Because aware of the opponent has been taken seriously, then the Beggar Stick Sakti also decided to issue his mainstay.

"The Green Stick Expelled Dozens of Dogs!"

Wutt!!!

The move was a follow-up from the typical Dog Beater Stick of the Beggar Party. More precisely, the style of the Green Stick Expelling Dozens of Dogs, is a science of his own creation.