Reply Revenge of the Swordsman

Reply Revenge of the Swordsman
Against mortal enemies


"You see if you can still help me!" cun Sam's lightning-quick exclaim caught Xiao Yu's right hand hitting him, now catching up with both hands, twisting the body and exerting all his profound energy lifting the girl's body from behind his body.


But how surprised he was, when the girl's body was as small as he could not lift. He was exerting energy again. With even stronger movements, it will even be able to pull a tree with the roots of the roots.


"Can't believe this girl I can't subdue!" murmured in Cun Sam's heart.


When the white beard grandfather held his breath he suddenly shouted out loudly, then his body floated towards Siauw Bo who was watching the course of the match with a little worry.


Seeing the body of the butler towards him, Siauw Bo moved his left hand with his fingers open Siauw Bo pushed Cun Sam's body. And the body was pushed to the side, falling to its feet staggered.


Cold sweat soaked the old man's body, and proved the girl's words when she declared that she had come only to take revenge on Siauw Bo and she really did not want to harm anyone else.


So this grandfather knew himself and without saying anything stepped back, feeling that his science was still far away to be able to match the girl.


Siauw Bo now rose from his seat. A moment of silence. The red crocodile pirate who stood in the corner looking with his heart pounding, so too did Cun Sam stand with eyes full of tension.


Both eyes of Siauw Bo like to emit a fiery light and now he can no longer avoid a deadly match against the girl who once bit his neck until injured.


"Rancid girl! so you are Xiao Chen's grandson huh?" siauw Bo asked with a voice filled with anger. But only her eyes imagined anger beside her voice, her mouth still smiling sweetly with her radiant face and her calm demeanor.


"Good, you remember me!" xiao Yu replied as he stepped forward and pulled out his rattan stick.


"Hmm, what's your name?" ask the curious Siauw Bo.


"You heard well, my name is Xiao Yu! You have exterminated all my family, but the only one hostile to you is my late grandfather, but why are you punishing my other family? And therefore I have come to punish you And I will not spare anyone else, only you shall perish in my hands, or I shall die in your hands!" exclaim Xiao Yu.


"Now get ready, hey you Death-splitting gold fan!" continue Xiao Yu.


Hearing Xiao Yu's exclamation, Siauw Bo's slow movement touched his waist and felt a fan at his waist. Then he lifted the fan and prepared to throw the fan towards the girl in front of him.


"Hi rancid girl! Look since long ago until now, my weapon still remains a gold fan, but Xiao Chen who claimed to be the Swordsman of the Dragon Sword, turned out to have a very low grandson! Ha ..ha...! his weapon was not the sword of his grandfather's pride, but rather a stick like a beggar!" exclaimed Siauw Bo who had guessed that Xiao Yu must be a disciple of Sa Shuang, Grandma of the Wand Sakti.


His belief was based on the movement of Xiao Yu who played the stick style as great as Sa Shuang's game.


"Hey, are you afraid of my wand?" xiao Yu asked with a smile and kept his staff back at his waist, then he undressed it so that the sword hilt covered in the shirt was visible.


"Hey grandma's flirty, you don't have to worry.


If you still challenge my late grandfather the Dragon swordsman whom you have never been able to defeat, I am now his representative. And I as his grandson will face you with a sword to prove that as the grandson of a dragon swordsman, surely no stranger to swordsmanship!" continued said Xiao Yu who remained by commenting on his smile.


"Hm, I'll see how good your intelligence is, you rancid girl!" exclaimed Siauw Bo who was preparing to throw his gold fan.


"Weeet..weeet ...!"


Siauw Bo threw his gold fan like a boomerang that continued to attack Xiao Yu from various angles, and sometimes the gold fan returned again to the owner's hand.


Seventeen years ago Xiao Yu almost perished because of the attack of gold fans belonging to Siauw Bo, if only he was not helped by his teacher Shuang.


"Congroup ..Trang ...Trang ..!"


Xiao Yu fought back by fending off every attack of that golden fan with the sword he had in his hand.


"Congroup ..Trang ...Trang ..!"


"Congroup ..Trang ...Trang ..!"


"Congroup ..Trang ...Trang ..!"


"Congroup ..Trang ...Trang ..!"


"Congroup ..Trang ...Trang ..!"


"Congroup ..Trang ...Trang ..!"


And a few minutes later, Siauw Bo seemed overwhelmed in serving the movement of Xiao yu's sword style.


It was not wrong what Siauw Bo was worried about, that the girl who became his opponent had now inherited the intelligence of Sa Shuang.


If only the Dragon Sword Warrior were still alive, it would still not be as great as this grandson of his and Siauw Bo would naturally choose the Dragon Sword swordsman as the opponent of that Sa shuang disciple.


Then Siauw Bo took the cup containing wine which was located on the table in front of him and laughed.


"Ha.ha...ha...! it was hoped that Xiao Chen's grandson was not a random person. Little girl, you have now become a great guest in this Middle Forest palace, Although you are a guest who will challenge the competition, it should be welcomed with wine. Accept this!" siauw Bo exclaimed as he tossed the wine cup towards Xiao Yu.


The cup filled with wine was twisted like a top in the air. And strangely the wine did not spill at all. Then there was a ringing sound, indicating that the cup was turning faster.


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Like holding a hand that does not seem the cup moves and during a fast spin, also makes a circle in the air like hesitating about to go down. It is amazing that invisible energy that carries this cup, even though Siauw Bo only extended his right hand towards the cup. As if the fingers of Siauw bo's open hand came out of the air that rubbed the wine cup.


Meanwhile Xiao Yu jumped and then stepped on the floor where Siauw bo had passed, he did not want to fall into the trap of the death-throwing gold fan.


"Prank....!"


The wine cup fell amply on the floor right in front of Xiao Yu.


"Bad!" siauw Bo who then darted into a room.


Xiao Yu increased his vigilance, if only the red crocodile pirates and Cun Sam moved to attack him.


But his guess turned out to be wrong, they did not move from his place and also the shadows of the guards outside the room were nothing to move.


The room where Siauw bo entered is a roar that is round in shape, the breadth is enough to compete silat with the center line no less than five meters.


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