Swordsman Without Friends
Nyai Pocong Fog.
One of the 'Four Dead Hoe Farmers' who looked the oldest and his hair was slightly grayed forward a few acts forward then crouched down. the tip of his finger pinky his left hand felt the grassy ground beneath it. ''There were traces of blood vomit, it seems like the person who was involved in the fight was seriously injured. From the circumstances I suspect that the fight has not been too long ago..''
The three colleagues looked at each other unconsciously their vigilance increased.even though the day had changed in the morning but the weather was still shrouded in darkness and fog.This kind of atmosphere can sometimes be used to support people.
''The back of Kartopati., I feel like there are other people around here, this damn mist is getting thicker until our visibility is limited..'' whispered one of the Four Death Hoe Farmers whose body was the shortest and had a rather white-haired old farmer's eyes, perhaps he was the leader of the Four Death Hoe Farmers.
''You're right, mate Julingan., I actually feel that this thick fog is a bit strange, because when we first arrived, this fog obviously did not exist. but suddenly appeared and increasingly thickened.'' said the highest-bodied farmer.
''Ronggo Jangkung's back, do you think this fog was deliberately created by someone to block us.?'' whispered the farmer whose stomach skin there is a sharp weapon scratch scar named Lor Wasesa on the highest-bodied farmer.
Old farmer Kartopati as the leader quickly took action, he also felt there was a peculiarity to this fog. The steel hoe in his hand turned quickly and then cut.
Whuuk., whoo.!'
'Beet., Blaaass.!'
A roll of hard wind accompanied by a faint black light shot apart the thick fog that covered the view.although the fog had been swept away but briefly had returned to clot cover the eyes.
In a fairly short time when the fog blazed, the Four Hoe Farmers briefly saw a shadow of the figure of a person standing some distance behind the dark trees. Ki Kartopati as the leader as well as the highest-scientific quickly exclaimed at his three colleagues to move dodge when he felt there was a soft but sharp sound of dozens of secret weapons snatching from behind the thick fog.
''Awas., there is a dark attack coming towards us.!''
Along with the mouth said the steel hoe gun tightly grasped in his hand also moved.this time the black steel hoe not only rotated like a shield propeller, but also, but it also ends movements such as tilting hoeing.
The three friends also did the same, after previously had stood in line with his leadership.The slightly sloping hoe movement made by these four farmers is not a play movement, because it is the opening movement of the 'movement 'The Hoe of the Sakti Ploughs the Earth.!'
Four steel hoes moved in unison, four waves of blackish sharp wind burst forth.!
'Whuuuk., Whuuk.!'
'Slaaash., Traaang., Triieng.!'
The roll of thick fog back scatter. simultaneously heard dozens of times the impact of hard objects in the middle of the fog. Most mental and fall out fall on the ground, falling on the ground, but there are also those who still escaped darting quickly through the style of 'Hoe Hoe Rows Sakti Plough the Earth.'
Two secret weapons in the form of a small three-fisted keris that was not until one inch long grabbed Ki Kartopati and Ki Ronggo Jangkung. despite being very surprised and riled but these two people did not become nervous. while receding the two acts, they backstabbed his black steel hoe to hold back all of them clawing behind his opponent's dark weapons.!
In the Java area the weapon in the form of a small keris is commonly referred to as cundrik.commonly used by women as a provision to fight the disorder of the striped men.
From behind the thick fog, there was a curse of an old woman accompanied by the sound of fluttering sleeves. Four Death Hoe Farmers flashed storming to the origin of the sound.the black steel hoe swung down to reveal a thick fog while sending an attack that brought a sharp and violent wind towards the opponent who was still not clear of its form.
The atmosphere of the morning is still quite dark and cloudy plus a roll of fog that feels increasingly thickened, making the eyes of people so limited.even though 'Four Hoe Farmers' with high enough knowledge, their eyes could not penetrate the darkness.The four people from the 'Green Earth' peasant association could only try to attack by breaking through the concentration of fog.
''Sneaky bastard., only cowards dare to attack from behind the darkness.!''
''Don't think a child's game like this can hurt us.!'' lor Wasesa and Julingan snarled.with their two friends they continued to storm while fending off the opponent's dark attack with his steel hoe.
By multiplying its internal energy, the four Green Earth silat society leaders not only managed to break through the thick fog concentration and fend off the rain of flying cundrik attacks, but it is also capable of repelling opponents who are behind the darkness.
Back there were a dozen times the clang of the clash of weapons in the interspersed with a heavy snort of breath mixed with the choking sound of shock from an old woman. a white shadow covered in a wisp of thin fog seemed to flutter avoiding the onslaught of four death hoes that threatened his body.
The thin figure of the robed and hooded white cloth was not only dodging backwards, but also repeatedly fluttering the two arms of his robe.now dozens of poisonous needles instead of snatching like rain.!
If the flying cundrik could still be seen, then the poisonous needle flying with its small shape and size was much more difficult to deal with.even though it gasped but the Four Death Hoe Farmers not only did not become confused, but did not become confused, even with the laughter they continue to spin the steel hoe while continuing to urge the opponent.
Amazingly the dozens of poisonous needles did not become as bounced as they were when driving the flying cundrik, but rather stuck in the eyes of the four farmers' steel hoe.!
Apparently the black steel hoe eye contains a pouting iron that can attract metal objects, especially if the energy is flowed in, the suction power so doubled stronger. this magician is impossible to use when facing a poisonous flying cundrik attack because the weapon although small but still much heavier when compared to a needle. because heavy objects will be more difficult to suck with even pouting iron.
"Haa., ha., ha., we return these useless needles to you, accept.!'' snapped Ki Ronggo Jangkung. along with three friends their wrists turned and jerked forward. dozens of poisonous needles stuck in the eyes of the steel hoe turned towards the skinny, robed and white hooded figure that seemed to always be shrouded in a wisp of thin mist.!
''Fucking dog.!'' curse the figure of an old grandmother as she flicked both arms of her robe repeatedly to sweep away her counterattacking poisonous needles mentally.with the science of lightening her tall body, this skinny granny clumped in the air then stomped her palms together.
'Whuuus., whuust.!'
'Sheet., Slaaash.!'
The thin roll of fog that came out of the old man's palms robed and hooded white headgear managed to make the flying needles fall out.even some can return in the hands of the grandmother. at the same time the person recited and then set his feet to the ground.now clearly visible figure.
A tall but thin and stooped old grandmother in long robed white cloth that covered her entire body until it touched the ground. the look on the face of this old grandmother is not fully visible because it is covered with a veil and headgear that is also white. At first glance this grandmother is similar to a live pocong.
The roll of cold white mist that enveloped the figure of the old grandmother's body made her look even more haunted. The four Death Hoe Farmers growled at the recognition of who his opponent was.
''His band 'Hyai Pocong Kabut' who has a job.'' snorted Ki Julingan then spit.
''Old granny., among us there has never been a cross dispute, why in the forest and dark area is like you are supporting the four of us. do you think we will be daunted by your rotten name..'' rutuk Ki Lor Wasesa. among the Four Death Hoe Farmers this person is the most impatient.then do not be surprised if his anger immediately overflows, even though he is also aware of the level of prowess of his opponent's science.
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