Reply Revenge of the Swordsman
Against the arch enemy ll

The room where Siauw bo entered is a room that is round in shape, the breadth is enough to compete silat with the center line of not less than five meters

It was Xaio Yu who continued to chase after Siauw Bo and then he entered the room. And the girl had just entered the room, the door she had been passing by, closed itself.

Siau Bo laughed and stood to the left of Xiao Yu, and the granddaughter girl from Xiao Chen looked around her.

The room is very suitable for practicing silat or for samedhi, very clean and does not seem a piece of furniture that can be a barrier. Surprisingly this round room does not have a window even only has a door, the door that he passed earlier and which is now closed tightly.

Xiao Yu felt suspicious and guessed that he entered a room full of traps. But because he saw his opponent was also there in front of him, he did not become worried and followed every movement of the death-splitting gold fan carefully.

"He.he... Xiao Yu, now we are facing each other. And no one will be a hindrance. Only the white walls bear witness to your death!" exclaimed Siauw Bo who was chuckling, and then he threw his golden fan charging towards Xiao Yu.

"Weeet...weeet...!"

"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 ..!"

The sound of the impact of the golden fan and the sword belonging to Xiao Yu was so loud that it sounded, and the longer the more exclamation.

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

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

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

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

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

Back Siauw Bo used the medium cup, and he made the cup slide towards Xiao Yu.

"Hop hiaat...!"

Siauw Bo let out a loud cry, his right hand pushed forward and the wine cup instantly stopped moving in mid-air as if it was going to be squeezed by two invisible giant forces.

"Hi Siauw Bo! Your heart is so dirty and evil! I will not accept your honor, take it back!" xiao Yu exclaimed, adding to his inner strength, pushing back the cup that contained wine towards the owner.

Siauw Bo was very surprised, at the fact that the girl wearing all pink clothes could still use all her energy.

The Death Spreader's golden fan felt its thrust flipping, the cup pushed back until it was a few feet. He was angry and put all his strength into pushing back the cup. But it was in vain, and the cup did not budge. Even more time is pointing at him.

Siauw Bo's strength is still great, but he can not last long. As his 8ni breath began to hunt, his face was pale and his forehead was full of sweat. And if continued he will be doomed then to end it, Siauw bo exerted energy. Then following his left hand moves pushing or hitting from the side towards the wine cup that is squeezed in the air.

"Braa...!"

And the cup broke, and at once the wine spattered like rain that soaked the floor.

Because the object that became the handle is now gone, automatically the power struggle in it stops. And each of them lowered the arm that had elongated straight forward.

There was only a sweat sweat sweat on Xiao Yu's forehead

while Siauw bo's face turned pale, his breathing seemed weak.

"Based on a cocky boy! Then we must fight to the death. You are not an ordinary enemy, so even this match should be held in the appropriate place. Come, pull out your sword and follow my way by playing silat so that your blood will not contaminate this guest room!" exclaiming Siauw Bo the agile movement of the beautiful old woman jumped up, entering a door that was in the left corner.

Xiao Yu followed the leap forward, deliberately he jumped and always he stepped on the floor as Xiao Bo did, because he did not want to fall into a trap that might have been prepared by Siauw Bo.

Yet the current Xiao Yu had already advanced lunging with his sword. And Siauw bo quickly fended it off.

"The trade..! Trang...! trang..!"'s chat...!"

And both of them jumped back because of how their arms trembled.

Then Xiao Yu lunged again and now he was playing the sword style he created himself based on the Stick style he learned from Sa Shuang's grandmother.

His sword moved quickly and turned into a bright ray of rolling and rolling circles around the opponent's body.

It made Xiao Bo quickly he turned his fan and jumped to the right. His right leg kicked a small button on the wall, then turned his body while turning the fan deflecting and counterattacking.

The match has started off great. The Siauw Bo movement was indeed fast and ferocious, because the manager was taken from various kinds of moves combined into one.

But now Siauw Bo was surprised, because

over the years he learned the skill of finding and creating a style to match Xiao Chen's shrewd dragon sword.

But he had not yet tried his coach, Xiao Chen had died. And now he faced his grandson with a look down on Xiao Yu.

Because for him the girl in front of him was armed with a sword but could not be more powerful than Xiao Chen. Who would have thought that it turned out that the sword style that Xiao Yu used was very extraordinary.

It was strange and not at all an ordinary sword style, but a sword style that was very similar to a walking stick.

Xiao Yu used his walking stick with that sword weapon, with his incredible agility while rolling his sword back, Siauw Bo.

The Death-splitting golden fan could break free from the warped sword and attack it from behind even if the enemy was in front.

The girl named Xiao Yu further accelerated her movements and urged on her opponent.

But he did not know at all that the kick Siauw bo on the wall was pressing the button and now from some holes hidden in the room enter a clear smoke color, the color of which is clear, almost invisible.

Slowly the smoke filled the room. And Xiao Yu smelled an incredible fragrance and then immediately his neck was suffocated.

"Bad!" swear Xiao Yu and he quickly held his breath and then attacked with a death stab while continuing to jump backwards.

When he had become far away from the opponent, he saw Siauw bo laughing and in the mouth of the woman had been gagged a handkerchief.

At that moment back Siauw Bo had already lunged at Xiao Yu. Then Xiao Yu moved his sword by fending off, but as soon as he breathed, his neck felt suffocated and his chest was hot, his head was dizzy.

"Plakkp...!"

His left thigh was hit by a gold fan and the pain penetrated into the heart.

"Aarrgh...!" the agonizing groan of Xiao Yu.

And a stifling fragrant smell entered through Xiao Yu's mouth and began to poison the girl.

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