Swordsman Without Friends
Under rain shower (bag2)

Being ridiculed as a lowly fighter makes the 'Purple Swordsman' and the 'Yellow Trident Shadow' ride apoplexy.if only the 'Devil-Medged Milky Way' does not choose two other fighters as opponents, he said, they must have hit a young man who is actually the number thirteen member of a group of hitmen called the Group of 13 Assassins.

The target of their impingement is of course Pranacitra. after all, they came to the slopes of Mount Semeru is also aimed at eliminating limp youth who are known to have high magic and many bear the nickname haunted in martial forests.

Actually for the lame young man, in his wandering in the martial world he has begun to get used to the wobbles of opponents who have high silat intelligence. although he admitted the threat this time is heavier and the number of attackers has never been this much before, but Pranacitra will not find it difficult to deal with all of them.

The more often the young man from Mount Bisma experienced a fierce fight, the greater his experience was, thus making him more understanding in playing every skill and magic he had.

The slashing sword from the left targeted the waist area and the limp ribs.not to mention the sword eye reached the target, the light of the sharp purplish sword dazzling the eyes had already grabbed him first.This is the style 'Flashes of Purple Rainbow Sword.!'

Along with the attack from the 'Purple Sword Swordsman, the death threat also came from the right direction of Pranacitra. The silat figure titled 'Yellow Trident Shadow' was pressing from the bottom side. after twice turning the weapon in his hand, the man ended his movement with a spear thrust his trident into the stomach and then rose to hit the neck and head of the opponent.Three pieces of yellow light also struck 'The Trident Shadow Climbing the Sky's Peak displayed his prowess.

Two fierce and vicious attack moves, two yellow and purple rays that rolled Pranacitra's body as if not giving the slightest room to move dodge, but even though he was confined by two of his opponent's weapons, he was unable to escape, this young man remained calm.

The body slightly bent, the head lowered with knees bent until it looked stiff. The sound of wailing screams gurgled cold laughter aimed at the heart emanated out as a sharp wind shot from the young man's body. the science of 'The Strange Steps of the Undead' back he played.

With his footsteps that look stiff and at first glance many weaknesses, Pranacitra actually managed to escape from the threat of two opposing attack techniques. however, the tip of his dark clothes that were soaked by rain water was still torn in some places struck by the wind of the heirloom weapons of the two attackers.

Failing to knock down the cripple in some early moves made the Purple Swordsman and the Yellow Trident Shadow grow furious. without agreeing first both of them back to attack by multiplying their power until the second strike of their weapons is able to hit the rapid scattering of heavy wind rain that flushes the earth.

''Bad man, give up your dog's life lame fucker.!'' curse the Purple Swordsman with a thundering voice as he swatted his sword threatening the three parts of the opponent's body. ''Your five teachers are dead, now you can follow them to hell.!'' damprat the Yellow Trident Shadow was no less violent.

Meanwhile, some fighters who were impatient also intervened. not bothered by twelve silat figures at once flashed attacked Pranacitra from the eight winds with heirloom weapons and magic that they had prepared. the magic air that emanated from the combined attack made the wind rain instantaneously tinge and perish without even before reaching the stage.the limp was confined to vanish amid the roar of his bulldozing attack.

Still still lowered with stiff footsteps, Pranacitra raised his black iron rod to the chest.After escaping four stabs of the trident and spear, thirteen sword strokes, six saber strokes, and six machets, the whip, the pacing of the bludgeons and the five powerful powerful blows in high, this young man began to strike back.The black stick of the skull's head spun three times forming a layer of dense black light circles that were heart-shattering.

The pair of skull eyes on the handle of the stick glittered reddish.red like blood, hot like fire.on the contrary both eyes of the limp actually became increasingly cold as if able to freeze everything in front of him.

There was no sound of loud snapping coming out of his mouth, all that was heard was the sound of successive explosions like thunderbolts splitting the dark sky. nine pieces of pitch-black light in the afterglow of a dozen red palm shadows that spread hot air and the rancid smell of blood.

''Awas the lame's death blow came, quickly you all get away.!'' exclaiming the Purple Swordsman and the Yellow Trident Shadow almost simultaneously, while shouting frantically everyone tried to dodge by jumping as far as possible.

'Bheeeet., whuuuut., whuuut.!'

'Whuuuusss., blaaaaarr., blaaaamm.!

The clash of arms and the study of magic happened repeatedly until the sound of successive explosions ended it all. The big stage shook violently.the screams of horror full of vengeance and pain that broke through the rumbling rainstorms that continued to flutter.

Pieces of body and bursts of thick blood from the corpses that were lying on the stage made everyone's hearts shudder.the black-red blood flowed down the stage along with the outpouring of rainwater. some broken flesh, skin and bones were also carried away.

The clear rain water became somewhat reddish.although it only smelled a little blood but it was enough to drain the heart for anyone who saw it. the stage began to crackle broken. now it looks sloped to the left.

All those who saw the sadistic fight were still silently staring at the raging rainstorm as if they never cared. hundreds of fighters who came from various levels and groups alike stared straight up on the stage with their mouths agape.

When the first limp young man who was in the circle as the 'Satan Pincang Loner, 'Host Vantage' or 'Broker Without Friends' was issued a challenge, there were no less than twenty-four fighters who rose to the stage with all the height of their hearts, but now there were only eleven people left. even then two of them have broken one hand and another crumpled his right kneecap. while the rest has become a corpse that is not intact.!

Pranacitra was still standing, bowing his head, his black clothes that were torn and torn was drenched not only caused by the rain but also because of the blood of his enemies, even his own blood that had spilled out.the blackish-red blood dripped from the corner of his lips and some mouth wounds on his body.even though it was not severe but he himself was also injured deeply.

Heavy rain still continues to pour as if to drown the entire earth. Pranacitra glanced at the right corner of the stage.there was the 'Devil-switched Milky Way' standing in a condescending manner beside the corpse of the 'Ireng's Pair of Straws' that broke his stomach and chest. a little far from there also seen the body of 'Hantu Gunung Kawi' cut off his neck. the silat figure's head was already rolling somewhere.

''Chuih., the news that is often heard in the martial jungle can not always be believed.many say that the Ghosts of Mount Kawi and a pair of Ireng Horns have high magic. but it turns out that I only need eight moves and two powerful punches to be able to kill them. It was really disappointing.!'' the young man grumbled with the bamboo while coughing and spitting.

At first glance the saliva looks reddish.his white clothes are soaked there is also a spot of blood.although winning but it is clear that he was also injured. it's just that his high attitude made the number thirteen member in the group of 13 Killer was not willing if he looked weak in front of other fighters.

If counted the number of fighters who attacked him simultaneously there were fourteen people. now only two people left who handicapped his accomplices.they were none other than the Purple Swordsman and the Yellow Trident Shadow. both were fainted badly injured.

''If only four other people had also invaded, I might have been lying dead or at least seriously injured. the Devil-switched Snake is like deliberately choosing three opponents who have the highest level of intelligence. Indirectly this person has helped me. But., what is his true purpose..'' inward Pranacitra was suspicious.when accidentally his gaze glanced to the other side, he radically gasped in surprise.