Sword King
#114. Suvarnabhumi vs Mo Sin Xianseng
Mo Sin Xianseng glanced at Tun Dayak who was trying to escape. He was already quite shaken to see the deaths of Gu Xiang and Kuto Arik. He did not understand, when and how the Sword King attacked two people who were far apart. Suddenly at the same time the two men gasped and slammed. And then just die.
'What high will this Sword King be. Is he on the same level as the Great Patriarch ??' Mo Sin Xianseng asked inwardly. He recalled when Great Patriarch Ang Mo Ong killed his opponent just by saying Die ! and his opponent just died.
"Still dare to divert attention at this time..."
Slaash...!!
The sword of Mustika Dew flashed towards Mo Sin Xianseng's neck. The patriarch of the branch of the Red Skull sect from one region in Tionggoan was jolted. He immediately threw himself away. His shoulders were torn wide and blood immediately poured down his clothes.
Mo Sin Xianseng felt a sense of unease in his heart. 'Facing a beautiful warrior like this angel alone, it was very difficult to win. Especially now that I'm getting hurt. Although not too severe, but a little disturbing the movement to be done.
There's no choice, I need to get out of here right away.'
Mo Sin Xianseng said a word in his heart. The man from Tionggoan started looking for opportunities to escape.
"Sir. From the beginning there was never any revenge. You killed four of our comrades.
We've just sorted this dispute out here. I'll forget everything that happened." The Sword King stared intently at Tun Dayak. A light smile was still on his lips.
"Who said there wasn't ? The Red Skull Sect has killed my wife. To make up for all that, there is only one way. The Red Skull Sect and all its members had to vanish from this world.
The mistake you have is to become a member of the Red Skull sect." the Sword King's voice sounded extremely terrifying. It was like coming from a deep hole.
Tun Dayak was silent. He realized there was no longer a way, except to fight to the death. At first glance he glanced at Mo Sin Xianseng who was fighting fiercely against the beautiful girl who had killed two of their comrades.
"Alright the King of Swords. I, Tun Dayak, an elder of the Red Skull from the Malayana Peninsula, will today be pitting my life against you." The Sword King smiled lightly hearing Tun Dayak's words.
"No need to be so cool as Tun Dayak. We will not complain about life. But I'll kill you quickly in one strike so you don't have to suffer before you die."
Dhaaar...!! the speech from the Sword King was so arrogant it sounded until Tun Dayak's ear. The face of the Red Skull sect elder from the Malayana Peninsula turned a dead red. The humiliation caused a great anger in his heart.
"Well the King of Swords, let's start." Tun Dayak arranged his position then darted very quickly towards the Sword King.
Seeing Tun Dayak's attack, the Sword King smiled faintly. Not to make a step to avoid or resist the attack. The Sword King darted faster than Tun Dayak. The Demon Conqueror Sword that he had in hand slid through. Tau-tau the Demon Conqueror Sword has passed through Tun Dayak's body. There was only the sound of flesh slashing and bones being cut.
Slaash...!! Craass...!!
Tun Dayak's body suddenly came to a halt, he stared in disbelief at the Sword King. Slowly blood mixed with clear liquid seeped from his waist. Slowly the light dimmed. Tun Dayak fell to the earth. A bad death came to him.
Mo Sin Xianseng turned around darting away. But don't know how. The King of Swords was already in front of him.
"Slowly braid hair first." Mo Sin Xianseng stopped not because he understood or understood what the Sword King said. He stopped because the Sword King had stood against his running path.
Mo Sin Xianseng did not understand the language of the Sword King at all. His face looked somewhat panicked and nervous. He was confused as to how to talk in order to escape.
"Yayaang, are you going to finish your fight or.." The Sword King's words were interrupted because the Angel Suvarnabhumi darted and had stood in front of Mo Sin Xianseng.
Seeing no way to escape, Mo Sin Xianseng rearranged his position and pace. He prepared to attack the Angel Suvarnabhumi.
The Angel Suvarnabhumi shot up high. With a very beautiful movement he swerved, and spun in the air. Then quickly swooped sharply.
Bidadari...
The beautiful woman exclaimed. A rain of puncture of hundreds of Mustika Dew swords descended towards Mo Sin Xianseng.
Seeing the attack that came Mo Sin Xianseng turned his weapon like a twist. The roar of torn wind was heard roaring along with the clang of loud metal clashing.
Traanggg...!! Triying...!!
Traanggg...!! Traanggg...!!
Zhiiiie...!! Zhiiiie...!!
Hundreds of sword tips fell like rain. There is no room to escape. Mo Sin Xianseng turned his weapon back like a twist.
Traanggg...!! Triying...!!
Oh.hhh...!! Oh.hhh...!! Jeidbb...!!
Triying...!!
This time in addition to the hard clinking of the solid metal impact there was another sound. Body sound punctured by sharp objects.
Aaachhh...!!
Shouts of pain and dissatisfaction came out of Mo Sin Xianseng's mouth like the roar of a wild beast.
Blood soaked Mo Sin Xianseng's body. Flowing out from the wounds on his body due to the sword stabs many times.
Mo Sin Xianseng immediately rearranged his position after falling apart. He held a gun in front of his chest. His other hand was expanding towards the sky. Slowly the weapon and his hands began to change and began to whiten gleaming.
The air is stirring and rippling uncontrollably.
Hiiaaaat...!!
Mo Sin Xianseng shouted loudly. A streak of sparkling white light rushed towards the Angel of Suvarnabhumi. Mo Sin Xianseng bouncy high shot towards the Angel Suvarnabhumi.
Zhui...!!
A sharp whimper as Mo Sin Xianseng' weapon sounded to slice through the soul as it cut through the thin air.
Seeing the extremely powerful and terrifying attack from Mo Sin Xianseng. The Angel Suvarnabhumi fuses the twelve magic steps and swordsmanship of the Angel Dance. The beautiful woman moved like lightning. His body moved back and forth curling and twisting.
The long-range strike of white light flashed past beside the beautiful body of the Angel Suvarnabhumi hitting a large rock.
Dhuuuaarrr...!!
That huge chunk of rock exploded into dust smashed into Mo Sin Xianseng's long-range punch.
Traanggg...!! Traanggg...!!
Craass...!!
Two loud collisions occurred and the sound of flesh ripping apart the sword.
Mo Sin Xianseng was pushed back, his chest was torn wide and blood was pouring from the gaping scar.
The angel of Suvarnabhumi did not wait any longer. Still using the twelve magic steps. The charming beautiful woman knew that she was beside Mo Sin Xianseng.
The sword of Mustika Dew darted flashed very quickly. Mo Sin Xianseng immediately bouncy away dodging the slash that the Angel Suvarnabhumi had made.
Craass...!!
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