Swordsman Without Friends
The Battle of Srianah (bag3).
The fall of Gendol by bearing severe injuries from the stabbing of the sword of the two men in silver clothes made Srianah scream full of sadness mixed with anger.By mustering almost all his inner energy he stomped his palm in the sambari ' science 'A pair of Divine Circle Rays.!'
There were two consecutive eruptions when two pieces of blackish red light shaped like a chisel that was colliding with the magic of the girl's power bounced and broke in the air. the big tall brown-robed person who was the opponent of Srianah gasped in shock.
He really never thought that his magic science called 'Coral Sculpture Dedemit' could be destroyed by his opponent. on the other hand, Srianah used the repulsion force from the impact of the inner force to increase the rate of his body ejected backwards.in a bounced state he was still able to rotate the body and clot in the air before turning back to pound.
Regardless of her aching chest cavity, the girl intended to hit the two men in silver clothes who had left Gendol badly injured. ''Death to you, you damn man.!'' rutuk Srianah gusar with tears.
Along with the movement of his body a pair of Syrian palms also circled quickly to form small circles to dozens of lots. when he hit down dozens of silvery sharp lights that turned like leaves also scattered like rain watering the earth.
Since it was released by his teacher the 'Gembel Sakti Mata Putih' this is the first time that Srianah uses a style called 'Daun Kahyangan Miscarriage', although the power of this style is still under the science of 'Pair of the Circle of Gods' but still cannot be underestimated.
The main target of this style is indeed the two men in silver clothes.but some of the besiegers who were around them also did not escape the sweep of the style.when dozens of silvery light shaped leaves were snatched, as, three people immediately toppled over in a blood bath.Their body collapsed with several wounds as if on a sharp object stab.
One of the two men in silver clothes held onto his right shoulder which was pouring fresh blood after being hit by the light of the powerful blow of Srianah until his sword was almost released. although the wound was on the shoulder but the heat and pain to the wrist also spread to the chest cavity.
His taller colleague had already dodged by rolling to the left side, although his silver shirt became dirty with dirt but a piece of his life survived. unconsciously everyone exclaimed in shock then just as tinge away with a feeling of horror.
Even though he had the opportunity to continue attacking, Srianah preferred to grab Gendol's bloodied body. ''Gen., Gendol., Gendol., you don't die. Please hold on.!'' srianah said crying nervously while hugging this big-bodied young man without a care for his white button shirt became increasingly dirty exposed to the blood of his loyal subordinates.
From a quick examination of the eyes, Srianah was relieved because even though the wound experienced by Gendol was quite severe but the pulse of the big-bodied young man still felt a sign of Gendol was still alive. even his two large eyes could still blink half-open.
A stupid smile could lie on his thick lips, as if he was relieved to see his master survived and also wanted to show that he was not a timid young man. In her heart she swore as long as she lived she would never again let her person be hurt by anyone.
A sharp wind whirring accompanied by a dirty curse coming from behind his body made Srianah realize that he was still in death threat. without much thought this girl turned her body around while twisting her hands into small circles of silvery shine. once a pair of his palms fluttered forward dozens of silver light like falling leaves blown by the wind also grabbed. The 'Daun Kahyangan Miscovered' style back he used.
'Whuuuss., wheeess.!'
'Sraaatt., traaaang., trianiing.!'
The clang sound of the sword weapon the silver-sleeved armor sounded as he repelled the invading rays of the silver leaves of Srianah.not to mention that it looks only translucent fall leaves, its strength is not much different from the iron plate. although very troubled but he was able to survive while saving the lives of his injured colleagues.
Not to mention Srianah standing upright, tall people have been snapping loudly. his body flashed forward while pounding his hands to the face. a pair of conical-shaped blackish red light snatched. 'Coral Sculpt Dedemit' study' he threatened the girl's life.
Srianah screams restrained.There is no time to throw the science of magic to withstand the death blow of the opponent. his body crouched and rolled all over the ground until the deadly attack passed over the girl's body and hit the yard fence next to his house until it was destroyed.
But the threat of death was not over because the two men in silver clothes again invaded.the two swords stabbed the stomach was also about to cut the neck of Srianah. with the rest of the power of his left hand grabbed the corpse of one of his braggarts to be made a protective shield of the body.The blood spurted soaked the ground with pieces of the body and the head of the corpse that was cut off by the sword. the girl's body was already drenched in the sweat and blood of her opponents.
A new lifetime this time, Srianah could not use his habit to attack opponents quickly and strongly and then fled to disappear.In addition to the number of enemies too much, the enemy is too much, lately he also rarely practiced deepening his martial arts until now the girl was pushed hard.
Seeing that the opponent had begun to run out of energy, the rest of the braggart re-awakened lust to kill him. With a roar full of vengeance due to the death of his friends they scrambled to butcher the body of the sweet girl. Srianah obviously did not want to surrender. his right hand grabbed the opponent's machete lying dead on his right side to use to deflect the opponent's attack.
In such a state of being still on the ground was obviously very unfavorable to him. he could only roll over, fending off while once kicking the opponent closest to him. the tenacity of this girl's survival is indeed quite astonishing.
The one hit by the kick roared in pain, but the three cleaver and two sword blades had already returned to hunting. Srianah was forced to use his back as a rotating pedestal.as the rotation of his body which was as fast as a gasing machete in his hand also swept the legs of the siege.the result two calves were struck along with three ankles were almost broken.
The movement of the machete was ended with a quick sweep to deflect the stabbing of the sword of the short-bodied silver shirt which raged because his shoulder was injured. from the left side of the sword his friend had escaped and was about to hit the heart of Srianah.!
No more weapons to protect themselves.as well as the energy to fight.a sword pierced profusely followed by two knives read out mercilessly. ''Cause you're a fucking girl.!'' as the tall silver-clothed man was violent.His sword attack came first, almost simultaneously from one direction darting a speck of light glittering as fast as lightning struck. blood immediately spurted from the back of the neck of the high-nosed crooked.
The sound of successive explosions as loud as thunderbolts accompanied by a flash of red black light with hot air that followed later made the bodies of the confineers of the girl equally collapsed upturned with charred wounds. Srianah did not know what was happening.he could only roll as he could to avoid the body of the crooked nose that fell down beside him.
A pair of high-nosed eyes crooked glared. The tip of his sword was only as wide as a finger from the left side of Srianah. This person still had time to emit a hoarse and twitching roar before his body shook violently then silent for eternity.
The warm rays of the morning sun from the eastern horizon sweep away the darkness at the beginning of the day. the corpses scattered along with the smell of blood on the court that was laced with the sound of pain from those who were injured made the atmosphere of the morning feel creepy.
The newly emerging sunlight precisely highlighted the bloody mouth wound behind the nape of the crooked nose in silver clothes. in his exhaustion, Srianah even laughed when he saw a handle of a kitchen knife stuck there, because he knew very well who the owner was.
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