The Dragon Warrior Sakti
White Hair Demon
Dragon Swordsman Sakti lined three spears backwards, his feet slightly immersed into the ground, resisting the impact force of the encounter the two forces of their blows.
While the Iron Head was thrown until it hit the terrace fence of the large house building next to where they fought.
Brak's....!
"Aach.....!"
Iron Head tried to get up with a stagger, but he fell to his knees, blood pouring from his mouth, it seemed that the chest of his clothes changed like it had been hit by fire.
Seeing the Iron Head fall to its knees, the Death Hand Devil shot towards him, and immediately helped the Iron Head stand up.
"How did your wound Ki? it seems pretty bad!"
asked the Death Hand Devil, while holding the Iron Head, the Death Hand Devil also summoned some of his Members to help the Iron Head, and the Iron Hand.
The Death Hand Devil also ordered his men to bury the corpse of the Iron Palm, the Death Hand Devil's men immediately buried the corpse of the Iron Palm behind the large house building on the edge of the fence.
Meanwhile, in the arena, one of the
a member of the Valley of Death Party, a Black figure with the title of White Hair Demon, whose name was Galak Sati, he was the eldest son of the White Hair Death Devil, yet he was another mother with Peacock Sati. But all this time Galak Sati did not participate in the journey of the White Hair Death Devil to every other school and party, because he was imprisoned in the cave of death in the Valley of Death.
"Huh....! Dragon Swordsman Sakti, it's my turn to fight him!" tatang Galak Sati, while pointing towards Anggala.
The Dragon Swordsman Sakti felt in such a challenge, just as he twisted his body about to jump, Simbar Buana had darted onto that stage, and stood about two spears in front of Galak Sati.
"Wolf, you rest first, let him be my part!" said Pendekar Kambuk Sakti, while laughing, facing towards Anggala and turning his back to Galak Sati.
Being underestimated like that certainly makes Galak Sati offended, he snapped towards Simbar Buana quite loudly.
"Sat.!! Didn't you see me? Or you're tired of living, huh.!!!"
"He he he....! I'm sorry I forgot if there was anyone on this stage, I thought it was just a decrepit grandfather!!" sahut Simbar Buana, instead chuckled while facing back to the front of Galak Sati, his left hand scratched his head that did not itch.
"Heaa...!"
Galak Sati growled angrily and immediately jumped to attack the Swordsman Whip Sakti, with his swift Simbar Buana treading Galak Sati's attack.
Plaque...!
Galak Sati's kick on the edge of Simbar Buana with a clap of the palm towards the soles of his feet, of course it even makes Galak Sati more angry, he immediately followed the kick in a row towards Simbar Buana.
"Yep...!"
With so fast that the Swordsman Whip Sakti was clumped in the air, dodging Galak Sati's foot attack, Galak Sati who was controlled by emotion continued to scatter with claw attacks and tubular kicks, and, however, every attack of Galak Sati can be resisted and avoided easily.
Simbar Buana laughed a little while treading Galak Sati's attack so intense in his direction, Simbar Buana's behavior managed to make Galak Sati lost control, so that the attack was irregular again, so that the attack was not irregular, once there is a gap Simbar Buana gives a counterattack that is so fast, so that in some ways Galak Sati overwhelmed face him.
Simbar Buana attacked Galak Sati so irregularly, his kicks and fists followed, so that Galak Sati could barely keep up with the speed of Simbar Buana's attack.
Wut....!
The sut...!
Ma'am....! Dik.....!
A fist punch Simbar Buana was not able to avoid Galak Sati.
Ma'am...!
"Aach...!"
Galak Sati moaned restrained he pushed back, yet he had time to balance his body a Simbar Buana kick followed again, so that.
Duak...!
"Aach....!"
The second time Galak Sati's mouth was moaning in pain, but this time it was accompanied by a burst of fresh blood coming out of her mouth, and her body was thrown into the fence of the stage.
Brake....!!!
Galak Sati fell rolling on the ground, Seeing the son fall almost the White Hair Death Devil jumped towards him, but was held back by Peacock Sati.
Galak Sati jumped up while holding his chest, he immediately tried to treat the deep wounds he suffered by flowing pure air into his chest.
While Simbar Buana was crouching on the stage, whistling little whistles, like waiting for something.
After finishing treating his internal injuries, Galak Sati immediately increased his inner strength, and docked the 'Straight of Death'.
"Father of Death yes, I will try to deal with the Tread of God'. !" the Suman Simbar Buana, while increasing his inner energy.
"Heaaa......!"
Galak Sati shot like lightning onto the wooden stage, and immediately attacked towards Simbar Buana with both palms open.
But.....!"
Boom up......!
Both are equally aligned backwards, due to the collision of energy in them.
Galak Sati immediately jumped again following the attack in the direction of Simbar Buana, his Death Tread Attack followed each other but always on the tread by the God Tread of the Whip Sakti Swordsman.
"Heaa....!"
Blaar......!
A huge explosion occurred, the floorboard of the stage flew into the air and fell back into its galley, Simbar Buana was lined around two spears he managed to hold his pace on the fence of the stage with the soles of his feet.
Meanwhile Galak Sati again thrown, but this time he did not suffer severe internal injuries, he quickly tracked the ground, although he was pushed far backstage.
Sreth...!
Galak Sati unsheathed the seven-winding greatsword from behind his back, the sword was shaped like a walking snake, the sword eyes were black, the sword omen contained deadly poison, the sword was black, the sword was called the Death Sanca Sword.
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