Reply Revenge of the Swordsman
The Beggar King ll

But the basic Siok Lan was wayward, brave and fearless, even she reviewed her smile.

"Ah, apparently the king of beggars who appeared by himself, it happened that we met.You said to reprimand me, ha..ha.ha...! you may. But know that I also want to rebuke you for the improper conduct of your men. This servant of mine is a witness to the insolence of your followers and your people also happens to be present." said Siok Lan who was without any fear at all.

Until here Siok Lan pointed her index finger at Ang Kun, Ang Ci and Ang Sun who were standing motionless, their eyes twitching furiously.

"It's as my master's young master said!" xiao Yu exclaimed with his voice out loud and he did not care for the three beggars and the chief or king of beggars himself.

But his view was full of vigilance, understand if the three beggars would have understood that he was a high-headed and would have reported to their chairman if he was the one

"protect" Siok Lan secretly.

"I am a living witness ! I swear by anything that in the affair between my master and the beggars of the red silk belt, my young master is not guilty of even a single hair! the chairman should take fair consideration. First of all, your man's men had confronted my young master and forcibly asked for a donation, which my master refused and there was a clash. Then the two greater men came along while my master was eating. Try the chairman tell me what's my employer's fault? If you don't bother him, there won't be any clashes!" said Xiao Yu who was pointing towards Ang Ci and Ang Sun.

"Ha...ha....HE.... ! Your words are precise yet clearly defending one side! A gallant will be broad-sighted to assess his problems, not just those in front of the nose.

Your employer is the grandson of Siok Lee, a fighter and opponent of the colonial government, so it is appropriate that my men ask for a donation to your master. Because those donations were not for us personally but for the financing of the struggle against the Mongol government. But your employer does not contribute insulting, relying on protection and hiding. H....h....!" the beggar king said with a laugh.

"After now meeting with myself, will your master run away in fear?" ask the beggar king a little mockingly.

"The arrogant old bastard!"

Suddenly Siok Lan cried out loudly and pulled out her sword,

"Don't just open your mouth ! Who is afraid of you. If you do not accept and grudge me, this hayo I've been here. What do you want!" continue exclaiming Siok Lan who is in a position ready to fight every attack he will face.

The beggar king or Ang Han laughed, but his eyes twitched towards Xiao Yu.

"At least today I'm going to force people to admit who they are! master Shadow God, let's play around for a moment with your sword. Isn't that a silver sword? There are silver needles! That's the intelligence that Siok Lee is proud of. Have you inherited that intelligence entirely?" asked Ang Han who was staring at Siok Lan sharply. Then the grandfather stepped forward, his right hand slapping towards Siok Lan.

Siok Lan knew the strength of his opponent, so he also took heart and tilted his body evasive while shifting his legs. Hands passed over his shoulders, the wind whistling. But the tip of the sleeve still slid it will poke at his neck.

"Hhh.....!" siok Lan exclaimed his back and a silver ray of his sword struck towards the grandfather's arm.

The grandfather twisted the body, his staff was moved to fend off and Siok Lan's body staggered backward for eight steps. He felt like his body was being driven by a terrifying hidden energy.

Despite knowing that the old man was powerful and powerful in the great, even Siok Lan did not show any fear.

The young man put up the horses, then he jumped forward, swallowing the distance of eight steps in one jump, the field glided and lunged at the opponent very fast and strong.

"Ha.ha...ha....! apparently there are very few moves that you inherit, but your spirit is like the spirit of Siok Lee !" exclaiming Grandfather laughed while tilting his body so that the mighty Siok Lan hit the wind.

Back the grandfather slapped with his right arm opened wide. This powerful gust of wind adds to the thrust of the attack. Siok Lan who did not hit the target so the young man staggered back to the front.

"Huh.ha....! what a silver sword!" shouted the grandfather, with his sleeves speeding up and soon the needle can be called down to collapse Siok Lan has lunged again, now play the style of Kun lun sword that is very beautiful and great.

The grandfather did not dare to look down, many times his mouth praised and used his inner strength to dodge it here and there with the help of his staff which sometimes pushed or deflected.

"Good....! Good..! It's a shame the players are so reckless and stubborn!" exclaimed the beggar king who repeatedly praised his field knowledge and denounced his people, making Siok Lan even more angry and intensify his lash that always hit an empty place, even several times he staggered.

Siok Lan was shocked and knew that this time he would certainly suffer a defeat against this astute grandfather. But he was bluffing his teeth and going forward, even now he was issuing desperate moves to complain about life.

"Hey...!vicious boy. Are you still unwilling to give up and acknowledge my superiority as an older person! Your own grandfather can't necessarily beat me!" seruvraja the beggar was arrogant.

"Two rotten bangkas! Who would give up! Turn me down if you can!" snapped Siok Lan bravely defiantly.

"Hemm, you arrogant boy!" reply the Grandfather anxiously while fending off Siok Lan's sword so that the young man was pushed back.

"A lot of talk !" snapped Siok Lan while attacking and thrusting his sword towards the grandfather.

Ang Han did not dodge, but moved his staff to fend off using a very strange energy and

the sword was still in Siok Lan's hands.

However it had flipped and pierced towards Siok Lan itself.

"Hhh....!"

Exclaimed Siok Lan who then quickly dodged and annihilated the energy pulling her hand. But the sword was the end of it had already grabbed the end of his clothes so that it was hollow.

It turned out that the grandfather did not issue an empty threat. But Siok Lan still did not realize and again he hit, now his sword slashing the neck. Once again the grandfather parried and the sword flipped and grabbed the neck of Siok Lan himself who was now ready, so as to avoid the welcome of the sword held by his own hands.

"Young master better give up!" said Xiao yu who suddenly. Because he knows the danger.

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