The Swordsman of Bloon

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"Kids! Kill that lol-looking mo nyet!" shouted Dasa Reksa to his men who turned out to have regrouped to lock up Suro Blondo. The command of the chief was greeted by the sound of whips exploding in the air.

Within a short time eight whip eyes roared against Blo'on Swordsman from the eight directions. This young man had to jump into the air. Then muster the 'Wolf Howling Monkey Sakti Fanning Tail' style'. The body of this young man had jumped up and down or sometimes danced to form very strange movements. At first glance, the movement made by Suro Blondo is indeed very similar to the movement of monkeys jumping up and down on trees. But even so to that extent not a single tongue whip that can touch his body let alone to hurt him.

"Crazy right! Apparently this young man looking to lol has a reliable intelligence." Inner Dasa Muta.

"Give me the 'Thousand Can'!" the leader shouted to give a signal.

"Shaa...!"

"Murkey!"

"Tar.. tar...!"

The moves played by the executioners simultaneously changed. The sound of an explosive whip suffocates the eardrums. The longer the whip in his opponent's hand seemed to turn into a lot. Suro Blondo let out a tongue as he realized his position was in a desperate state.

"Crazy. Absolutely crazy! I have to deploy the style of 'Thousand Demon White Ape Scolding Tiger!" inner Swordsman Blo'on in heart.

But before he could carry out his intentions. One of the opponents' whips hit his back. Wide torn clothes. There was blood flowing along the wound. Suro Blondo slumped to kiss the ground. That was when the barbed whips plastered his body. In such a crumbling body state. He continued to roll around avoiding the thorny whip eyes that came whipping as if there was no end to it. Then....

"Haw...!"

Suro Blondo rose to his feet and jumped back three spears. His mouth grinned withstanding the pain. Blood poured down his shattered clothes in several parts.

"Kill! Don't give that crazy young man a chance to escape!" shouted Dasa Reksa while continuing to pay attention to the course of the battle.

"Urusan be runyam if I die in their hands!" grout Suro Blondo.

Suddenly, he put his hands together in front of his chest. Half of all the power he had was deployed to his body parts. Start with one very odd step. His body suddenly moved as fast as lightning. In the middle of a movement that is very difficult to follow invisible and confused his opponent that sounds strange. At first there was a sound of laughter exploding like it was about to shake the earth. But at other times it sounded like someone was crying. The voice made the feather of Rome. And on another occasion the sound of crying vanished changed with the sound of an elephant. Apparently in such a state, Blo'on Swordsman besides exerting the style of "Thousand White Apes Scolding the Tiger'. He also deployed the 'Laughter of Demon Apes' style'.

This fact had made his opponents amazed. But they do not want to stay silent any longer. As lightning spiked whips in their hands whipped chasing wherever the shadow of Suro Blondo dodged. Yet repeatedly they were made disappointed when their attacks reached an empty spot. Even with the movements that are difficult to predict, Suro Blondo began to harass his opponents. One by one his opponents were made to fall awake. This further provokes the anger of Dasa Reksa.

He began to throw himself into battle. Inevitably, Suro Blondo immediately got a shake of nine killer whiz-jago who had no low ability.

Even though this handsome young man looking to lol has a ridiculous character. But he was educated by two teachers who had very high experience and intelligence. So he soon realized that his life was really in danger.

"Yep...!"

"Shaa...!"

The movement of the Blo'on Swordsman silat from the fast has now become slow. Some of the inner power he had now deployed to the palm of his hand. So that in a short time the palm became sparkling white. On the same occasion the whip in the hands of his opponents whipped all over his body to make him fall rolled and battered.

"Kill it!" yelled Dasa Reksa increasingly violent.

The whip attacks are getting worse. The clothes attached to Suro Blondo's body were practically torn to shreds. But the young man quickly stood up. The whip in the hands of his opponents greeted and engaged his body. Pulling happens too. If only Pendekar Blo'on was not a young man who had been full of eating his teacher's lips. Maybe by then his body had separated.

Suro Blondo growled with anger. He had completely ignored the blood flowing from every wound on his body. And in such a state of anger. One thing his opponents never realized was that the reddish-black Blo'on Swordsman's hair had now turned completely red,

"Heaaa...!" Suro Blondo shouted shrillly high. Four streaks of dazzling white light fluttered shot out from his palm. That's one of the punches called 'Sakti Rejecting Lightning' released by the Blo'on Swordsman.

The air turned into stifling heat. Four of his opponents gasped at the incoming wave of white light that was rushing towards them. But to save themselves there was no more opportunity for these executioners because the blow directly hit their bodies.

"Blay! Boo! Boo!"

"Youngpam...!"

Four clenched body figures stretched over the death. Their bodies turned charred. Not lost the shock in the hearts of his friends, Suro Blondo had jumped backwards so that the whip that twisted his body came apart. Not bearish. This time he took off the punch 'Sun And Moon Not Shining'.

The dim red light mixed with the blue color came rushing. Dun's other executioner is now a victim. No time to scream, let alone howl. Their bodies suddenly crashed forward. Their faces turned pale bluish. Thick blood gushed incessantly from the mouths of the two executioners. Like willing to fly the spirit of Dasa Reksa saw this very short tragic event. But death is death. The fact that he saw did not make his guts melt, let alone run away in a storm leaving the matches. With the help of two of his friends he returned to the front. Suro Blondo grinned as if mocking.

"Fuck! Buuk!"

"Se tan top!" maki the young man fell awake defending himself.

"Let's muster all the cleverness you have young man to lol!" shouted Dasa Reksa and his friends getting excited.

"You asked me to give!" suhut Suro Blondo, he immediately felt the handle of the male mandau behind his clothes.

"Guus!"

The black light suddenly fluttered. One of the executioners who was so close to him screamed down while holding his rotting stomach. In the midst of the flashing black light suddenly sounded a strange roar. The roar sound then turned into an irregular whistle. It even kept changing like the roaring sound of a stallion.

The irregular sound and actually coming out of the four sloping holes in the middle of the flat basin in the middle of the mandau really messed up the movements of the Dasa Reksa silat and one of his men.

The attacks they launched began blindly. But to that extent is still very dangerous for Suro Blondo. Even one floundering kick filled with power in full hit Suro Blondo's back. For the umpteenth time the young man collapsed. But the male mandau magic weapon is still tightly grasped in his hand. At a glance Dasa Reksa had seen this strange-shaped Weapon. Even though his heart has turned sour. But he kept swinging his whip to take the powerful mandau in the hands of the opponent.

The swing of the whip towards the hand of Suro Blondo was felt by the young man. So that he moved the weapon towards the arrival of the whip that roared towards him.

"Prass!"

"Tees!"

The steel whip in the opponent's hand was broken into pieces. The opportunity was not wasted by Suro Blondo. Seraya jumped forward while thrusting the weapon in his hand into the abdomen of Dasa Reksa.

The head of the executioner is twisted to the left side by shifting his steps as much as two acts. Suro Blondo attack missed. But the weapon then he turned and hit the ribs of Dasa Reksa.

Not playing the fast attack Pendekar Blo'on, so that the opponent did not have time to see the flashing weapons of the young man. Just know his chest got hit.

"Craak! Craaaa...!"

"Wkatrish!"

The sound of Dasa Reksa's cry was like tearing the sky apart. His body was toppled, after four of his ribs were broken off from Suro Blondo's weapon. The man squawked for a while and then remained silent forever. Die up!

Suro Blondo whistled loudly. He watched the executioner who was the only one left. He moved his hand, gesturing for this fiery executioner to come forward to attack him. But the executioner instead stepped back to prepare a thousand steps.

"Where are you going to run?" hiss Suro Blondo. This young man seemed to have deliberately let the executioner escape. But once the executioner turned his back and took two thousand steps. Suro Blondo picked up a stone the size of a fist. The stone was then taped to the back of the bald-headed man right on the target.

"Plauuk!"

"Wadoooo...!"

The executioner screamed. His body collapsed without being able to get back up. Even though he tried to exert all the energy in his possession. But still he was not able to free himself from totokan.

"It turns out you're just a coward who's afraid to die! But the immediate punishment you received from those workers as soon as I freed the steel chains that shackled their bodies!" said the young man, then rubbed his forehead.

"Wait, please let me go! I promise to serve you if you want to save me from their anger!" the executioner said it was full of plea. Suro Blondo even stepped away saying:

"Humans have always been. If life is already in the throat of the new whining for mercy and penance. Huh.. You scurvy cockroach!" hiss Suro Blondo.

Not long after, the Blo'on Swordsman removed the chains that shackled the workers' hands. After he felt free, the workers were abuzz to leave the excavation cave.

When they saw one of the executioners was still in a state of shock. Furious they chopped up the body of the unfortunate executioner who had been torturing them in the forced labor environment.

In the distance, Suro Blondo's aim that had left Bumi Ayu heard the sound of screams of pain from the mouth of the executioner who was receiving the punishment of the jungle.

Blo'on's swordsman shuddered sinisterly, then shook his head repeatedly.