The Dragon Warrior Sakti
Revenge of the Three Eagles. The Black Dragon Faded
For quite a long time the two warriors attacked each other and repelled each other's attacks. But no one has come out as the winner yet. The Black Dragon Swordsman leaped backwards around two spears backward.
The Black Dragon Swordsman began to prepare Ajian for the majesty that uses energy in a high level.
"The Black Dragon Claw Throw Down the Hill! Oh....!!!"
A loud clash of the Black Dragon Swordsman while gripping both of his fingers in front of his chest. A yellowish-red light enveloped the two Fhatik palms.
Meanwhile the Dragon Swordsman Sakti was also preparing with his fifth level Dragon Tread.
"Yepy....!"
Screeching screams came out of the mouth of Fhatik, at once he darted quickly towards Anggala. The two forces that came from the Dragon Valley met.
Blah....!!
A wave of two blows swept across the place. Some of the robbers who have low inner power must accept being thrown and dragged by the flow of the explosion.
Tables and chairs that were originally neatly arranged are now scattered in a state of disintegration. Dozens or even dozens of Red Lion Waroks scattered on the ground. Most of the robbers suffered severe internal injuries. Not a few have died.
"Haha......!! My niece admits you're pretty good, but it's not time we complained about all-out devotion. I look forward to your arrival at the top of the twelve-pointed mountain next!"
The echoing sound of the Black Dragon Swordsman echoed in that place. But the Black Dragon Warrior was no longer there.
"Huh! Apparently the coward took the time to escape," muttered the Dragon Warrior Sakti as he spread his gaze around. But Fhatik was no longer in that place.
The Black Dragon Swordsman used a remote voice sender, to transmit his voice earlier. The warrior Dragon Sakti finally flashed very quickly towards the place where the Lifeless Angel who was fighting with those ninja-clothed people.
"Yep...!"
A long-range punch unleashed the Milky Way Dragon Swordsman towards those ninja-clothed men.
"Milk..!"
"Aakhh...!! About five people dressed as ninjas were bounced to the ground. For a while the people were twitching and then silent not twitching.
"Hup!"
The Lifeless Angel did not miss the fan in her right hand so quickly. The tip of the fan that pulled out the small knife snatched the deadly part of the robbers.
It didn't take long for dozens of Red Lion Waroks men to have been scattered on the ground.
"Hehehe...! Buddy! It seems that we lack an opponent, hehe..!" kamandaka laughs while foot-tracking beside Anggala.
"hehe..! Buddy! Be careful, the robbers are still coming" Anggala replied with a laugh.
Out of nowhere came hundreds of people dressed as ninjas that keep coming. They were no less than three hundred. Kamandaka and his two younger brothers laughed, seeing the enemy coming in droves.
"God! Enemies come like running water, you laugh. Glad ya! What if we die here?" rung Wulan Ayu.
"Hehehe..! Dude, we're not gonna die here anyway, they're just adding to our playtime, hehehe...!" kamandaka laughed as he twirled his golden dragon staff beside his body.
"Well, I'll play too!" replied the Life-Acting Angel as she drew the silver eagle sword from behind her back.
The spring! A glint of silvery-white light that dazzled the sparkling eyes illuminated the place.
The beautiful girl disciple of the two Grumpy Swordsman instantly chanted 'The Heaven's Path Sword'.
"That's my new lover!" seloroh Anggala with a smile.
"Dear, Brother!" murmured Wulan Ayu with a sweet smile, "Let's finish them off Brother! Hiyaa...!" he added again while darting quickly towards the besieger group.
The movement of the Life-Defining Angel that was so agile made the loudspeakers difficult to avoid every sabetration and slash of the silver eagle sword handled.
"Yes...!"
Dragon Swordsman Sakti and Kamandaka also did not miss the young warriors flashing their attacks towards the besiegers.
Ctars! Srass! Iidnaarr...!"
"Yes...!!"
The lightning tongue strike struck the people who were in front of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti. Dozens of people dressed in ninja style it must be bounced with a blackened body. They died instantly.
"Yepy....!"
Trang! Trang!
The swords of the ninja-clothed men clang to the rod in Kamandaka's hands.
Maidservant! Maidservant!
"Aach.....!!"
Those ninja-clothed people were only able to bellow in pain, as the golden dragon stick in Kamandaka's hand hit their bodies. Those ninja-clothed people must bounce around without being able to touch their enemies.
Meanwhile, Dewi Arau who faced Jagat Satra seemed to have engaged in a fierce fight. The sword moves of the Black Eagle disciple made the Red Lion Warok one unable to urge.
Wut! Wut!
Trang! Trang!
"Hup!"
The starches had to pull his body back. Because the sword strike on Dewi Arau's left hand almost hit his right shoulder.
"Fuckers!" grunts Jagat Satra while footing on the ground, "The swords of this girl should not be taken lightly. Apparently he had succeeded in inheriting the power of the Black Eagle," the Starch Grunter inwardly.
One cubit long keris black has been clasped in the hands of the Red Lion Warok one. The old face of Jagat Satra looked exhausted. Fighting dozens of moves that make his old energy began to decrease.
"Come on! Damn man, we continue this fight. Until one of us becomes a corpse!" snapped Dewi Arau while brandishing the white sword in his right hand towards Jagat Satra which looked exhausted.
"I can't fight any longer, if I don't want to run out of energy" Jagat Satra muttered.
The jagat Satra increases its internal energy. The keris in his hand was held up before his face. A whitish red light began to envelop the body of Jagat Satra.
"You want to call for power struggle in a motherfucker! I will serve," furious Dewi Arau while increasing her inner strength.
The crab! The crab! The two swords in the hands of the silver eagle were stuck to the ground beside where he stood. The red-clothed beautiful girl clasped her palms in front of her chest. A bright white glow enveloped the Red Eagle's palms.
"The Shayangan Eagle!" Jagat Satra looked surprised to see the moves prepared by Dewi Arau.
"I have to be careful, the mainstay punch of the Black Eagle was notoriously quite dangerous," the Red Lion Warok muttered that one inwardly.
"Blow Keris Hell Destroyer!" gruman Dewi Arau in the heart saw the red light that enveloped the keris rod in the hands of Jagat Satra, "Guru's grandfather once told me about 'Blow Keris Hell Destroyer," Dewi Arau satin.
The beautiful girl in red clothes had circulated her gaze towards her two sisters. There was a feeling of anxiety that enveloped the heart of Dewi Arau, he was afraid that he would not be able to see the beautiful faces of his two sisters.
"My disciple, never doubt your own abilities. Remember you must uphold justice...!" suddenly the teacher's voice seemed to be nearby, "Guru's grandfather, forgive Arau," muttered the Red Eagle in his heart.
The Red Eagle slowly disappeared. The white light that enveloped both of his palms increasingly shone with all his doubts gone.
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