Swordsman Without Friends

Swordsman Without Friends
Passion kills.


Initially the black iron stick puncture movement was at first glance very simple without any development. let alone a fighter, let alone a fighter, even an ordinary person who does not understand the science of kanuragan even if he has a hand to hold a stick can certainly do it.


So it is very natural that the five people had underestimated and even laughed contemptuously. but the look on their faces immediately turned pale with satisfaction as the next shock rang out a streak of explosions accompanied by a tinge of black and red lightning light striking forward.The 'Nine Death Wand of Death's Spike' style' fierce bang hunting victims.!'


'Whuuukk., whuutt., whouss.!'


'Shaatts., dhuaarr., glaaarr., blaaarr.!'


''Aaaakh., aakh., uaaakh.!''


Heartbreaking screams came out from the mouths of black-clad besiegers. three people immediately collapsed with hollow heads and even broke charred. another person though can escape death but must be severely injured with his left shoulder crushed and charred by burning scars.Even his internal wounds make him roar hard holding his chest hot tight, tight, a sign of her blood flow.


Maybe so unable to bear the pain of that person collapsed down, either fainted or even following death.of the five members of this 'Devil Archipelago' party, the, only the leader who can still survive because of the escape.however the horror, horror also do not believe has possessed his soul.


Only an iron stick puncture but able to slaughter four people at once, even though their silat science although not including the first class but also not weak. without being able to avoid let alone pull the weapon at the waist, but also not at all, four of his comrades had died in terrible circumstances for almost two years joining the Demon Archway, only the time the leader had experienced such a frightening event.


''Ssii, sia., who are you, seb., actually. do you know that by killing them, you have made a big mistake.?'' with a stuttering sound of fear mixed with the anger of this last person trying to rebuke. secretly he pulled the sword from behind his coat while his left hand bent to form a claw.


Without getting out of his place sitting on the stone in front of the fireplace the young man said, What is the use of a corpse candidate to know who I am, especially he is from the party of the Demon Gate. you can escape the attack of my wand indicates that you are full enough.in honor., I give you the opportunity to deliver the last message before you die..''


The face of the leader turned great, although part of his face was covered in black cloth but clearly he was so angry that his body trembled. for life he had never been insulted in this way by an unknown young tramp. No matter what he was facing learned very high magic, this person was herding savagely. while crushing he launched four sword stabs at once which ended with a sabetan cutting the neck with a rotating body movement.


This stance besides being very ferocious is also difficult to face because the movement of the rotating body makes the four stabs of his sword unpredictable in the direction of his target. but the most dangerous is the claw punch in the left hand that directly targets the heart of the opponent.from the movement of the nurse this person may have learned a kind of eagle claw punch combined with poison.


''Give me your heart, die you bastard.!'' snapped the leader.he was very confident with the prowess of his sword style.because even though the tip of the sword eye had not reached its target but the sharp wind of attack was already able to tear the skin of the opponent's body.only unfortunately., what he was facing right now was not an ordinary high class fighter but a top number.!


The tip of Pranacitra's shirt was torn into pieces, but the power of the opponent's sword was clearly not able to touch his skin.In the idleness style the tip of the iron rod swept over the embers of the fireplace in front of him. hundreds of charcoal bonfire rained raining down on the body of the opponent who slumped violently. This movement made his sword attack a little chaotic because it must sweep first some of the embers that threatened him.


''Fucking dog.!'' makinya riled. in his heart he was very aghast because although the sweep of his staff looks careless but the strike of dozens of charcoal coals that scattered threatening him was precisely aimed at the ten points of the path of the deadliest blood including the throat and forehead her head.


There was no way back or dodge. After all the leader was still convinced by the science of punching his 'Purple Eagle Steel Claw. half of the threatening embers of the fireplace were mentally swept away, although there were still some lumps of hot embers that managed to escape and hit his body but did not make him seriously injured. the endurance of this person's body was quite great as well.


Without moving from his place Pranacitra turned his iron stick into a semicircle and then stabbed twice forward.This is a movement of deflecting and counter-attacking.as before the staff style still looks sloppy and stiff. but the result was a clash of loud weapons.so fast the sound of clashes as if only heard once.


The sword of the mental leader broke into the air.The man roared withstanding the pain in his right palm that broke from being unable to withstand the vibration of the clash of weapons. in the injured state this person can still release a kick to the head.The air seems to be split by the sweep of the foot powered in this height.


Even though the distance between the two was quite close, Pranacitra still chose to remain seated in front of the fireplace which had been tinge extinguished after a glance at the opponent's hand, his staff moved to deflect the kick while the left hand hidden behind his waist also formed a grip.This limp was like deliberately waiting for the opponent to hit first.


''Haa., ha., can't you fuck.!'' gelak the leader black-coated. his kick was just a lure. when the iron rod deflects, the opponent's defense becomes open.this is the right time for him to throw a punch of his magic. a blackish purple light flashed ferociously directly at the heart.


Just a distance of a hand the power of his magic punch can tear the chest cavity of the opponent.A vile grin is offended behind the cover of his face.In the jungle of martial arts so far rarely anyone can escape the attack of aji kesakti. that's when there was an oddity.The air around him suddenly changed dim as if twilight time was about to change the night.


Not yet finished his surprise, the opponent's body also disappeared from before him so that the service of the Purple Eagle Steel Claw that he released only found an empty place and hit the bushes and rocks on the river bank until it broke apart. ''Devil, motherfucker.!'' he said while turning over his body and throw another blow of his magic.


Five streaks of red black light from the feathered sharp claws as if the shreds of a savage bird snatched the leader.the science of power he relied on was wiped out.for a moment this person was still not aware of what was happening. he only felt his chest feel empty like he was missing something.His eyes stared at the lump of flesh that was still beating and covered in blood.


It was not ordinary flesh but the heart of a human. When his eyes glanced down, he only realized that his chest cavity was empty and charred. this incident is quite long if written in a story but actually everything that happens may be no more than a blink of an eye. in his death he still does not understand why his heart can be snatched by the opponent's hand.Fight of high-class fighters it often lasts very short.


Pranacitra was still observing the bloody heart clot that was no longer beating.he had forgotten when the last time the magic skill 'Dark-worshipping Ghost Bird Claw' took the heart of the opponent. although it looks very cruel but strangely this vile act even makes his heart feel happy and passionate.


The red heart in his hand slowly continued to shrink dryly reflecting the hot smoke, until it finally shattered into charred flesh fragments. with a flick of his hand and the sweep of his staff Pranacitra made five corpses of members of the Gapura Devil party disintegrate until they could not be recognized before throwing them into the river. this young man did not want to leave any traces that could complicate him.


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