SURO BLEDEK
Ch. 410 Ciranjiwin Acaryanandane
Seeing the old hermit moving the Brahmastra style, Geho was the same until he rubbed his eyes as if he did not believe.
"Gawat, how the old hermit knew Brahmastra's style," Geho similarly hurriedly deployed the same technique to ward off the opponent's attack.
"Holy master, can't we sit down and talk properly? Because I feel like there's no problem between us!"
Geho knew equally, if the two terrible moves were destroyed, there would be great damage. He tried to prevent it before it happened.
"You may not have a problem with me, but not with the collision you've killed. Your sins are too big to be left alive. So be prepared, for today is the day of your death!"
Geho could only shake his head at the answer of the old man in front of him. He did not end up thinking with the old ascetic mind path that was in front of him. The answer confirms that everything will be solved with a fight.
"We see Brahmastra who is stronger!" The man immediately thrust out the power he held in his hand.
Those bright shining arrow eyes were filled with flashing flashes of lightning.
This time Geho similarly did not exert Maya's move to dodge his opponent's attack.
"It seems that I have no other choice," Geho similarly skipped his Brahmastra stance to resist the opponent's attack.
Duuumi!
A loud explosion instantly shook the Taihang Shan mountain range. So powerful was the explosion that it had destroyed part of the rock mountain that became the battle arena.
The result of the powerful explosion even made the surrounding mountains tremble violently. Not only did his thunderous sound hit the entire Taihang Shan mountain range, but it also reached Shanxi city which was quite far away.
Geho similarly finally mutated blood after being thrown so far from the blast that occurred.
"How can this power of mine be defeated by that hermit, has its power reached the power of a god?" Geho similarly turned the blood back.
There's no way a human can hold the power of a god unless he's Ciranjiwin a kind of immortal man." Geho similarly immediately swallowed several seven angel pills to recover his strength and heal his internal wounds.
Simultaneously he also began to exert four sage techniques to absorb the power of nature. So that it can help itself restore its inner energy.
Several times he bleached fresh blood, the sign of his internal injuries was not light.
Not yet had Geho similarly managed to recover his internal wounds perfectly, the old hermit had reappeared and floated in the air. The aura of strength that the old man displayed, was much stronger than before.
"Do you not know that Brahmastra is a form of Brahma? A demon like you doesn't deserve that style!"
"You are also not from the Brahmin caste, so there is no way that the Maharesi Parasurama gave you that style!"
Geho similarly stared at the hermit who remained floating in the air while continuing to speak. He seemed to take Geho lightly the same, as if he could finish him off at any time.
"After so many years, no one has had that study except those who have been my students. I have not had a student for a long time. So I'm sure you stole that from one of my students!"
The hermit's gaze was actually shady not depicting savagery or cruelty. But the look in his eyes was quite terrifying as he stared intently at Geho similarly.
"Is the hermit one of Ciranjiwin?" While wiping off the fresh blood that soaked the corners of his lips, Geho similarly then stood up. He looked at the hermit in front of him.
On the hermit's forehead was seen an old wound that kept getting wet. Soon she remembered a story of a Ciranjiwin who was cursed to live forever.
"And if I don't guess wrong this hermit master is someone whose real name is Acaryanandana, right?"
The hermit's face turned a little sad as Geho similarly guessed his name. But it was only a glimpse, because the hermit actually felt disturbed by the name that had just been called Geho the same.
"My name is not important to the world to know. My only job is to prevent the world from being destroyed." Again the ascetic prepared to attack Geho equally, but this time he exerted his strength greater than before.
'How powerful is this hermit, ' Geho similarly clucked in annoyance knowing, if the previous attack the opponent had made did not use his full strength.
After that Geho similarly let out a long sigh. He could not understand why the ascetic insisted on finishing him off.
'What did this old man really think?'
He then raises a weapon in the form of a god or arrow in his hand.
"I can't believe it, isn't it the weapon of the Maharesi Parasurama? How do you have the Bergawa?" The hermit who has the name Acaryanandana, was surprised to see the big gandewa in the hands of the same Geho.
Before Geho similarly answered the question of the hermit, instead the hermit also issued a large gilded gandewa.
"Don't you think you're the only one who's mastered magic. I am also capable of summoning god weapons!"
'A troublesome enemy, he has the vandewa of Vijaya, ' Geho similarly again clucked annoyed at the enemy's weapons that had been in his grasp.
Geho equally understood what the hermit said was not a mere bluff. For it is indeed Gandewa or the bow of the arrow which is one of the weapons of the gods as uttered by the hermit.
"I may have been as the hermit had said, but since I was reborn I have never killed, unless man deserves to be killed.
They were all criminals who would only wreak havoc on the world. I fought so that the world would not be destroyed.
If I used to be a slave of the Dark God, but now I want to prevent him from succeeding in ruling the three worlds."
The ascetic only smiled cynically at the same Geho who secretly continued to exert four sage techniques to recover his wounds and inner energy.
Unintentionally Geho similarly deployed the Kali Purusha Demon power that he had previously consumed in battle in the dark realm.
The power that is full of false air has not been purified by Geho as perfectly. So that the hermit could feel the perverse force enveloping Geho's body equally.
"What difference does it make if the evil spirit commits his crimes and delays committing his crimes?"
The hermit drew a bow, and a light appeared that formed an arrow. Gandewa is not a gandewa in general.
Because the heirloom does not need an arrow to be used, because the gandewa uses the chakra of its user to be used as an arrow to attack the enemy.
If there is a human whose strength is still below the level of heaven and forced to use the god, then most likely he will only harm himself. For his chakra will be sucked up by the god's heirloom.
'Let me face the madman, Geho the same, ' Lodra who had been on Geho's waist just as impatiently wanted to participate in the battle.