The Dragon Warrior Sakti
Mystery of the Death Palace. Parang Praja
Parang Praja so quickly like lightning drew a weapon tucked in her waist. A keris is about thirty centimeters long. The middle-aged man grabbed his keris so fast as lightning towards the claw-forming hand of Deja Wantara's grandfather, like an eagle's claw.
"Hup!"
Grandfather Deja Wantara pulled his hand so quickly. The old man in white slums gave a kick towards the stomach of Parang Praja, but Parang Praja quickly pulled his body back.
People who wear three bracelets, who had been silent again jumped to attack Pendekar Mad. This time they attacked in turns and followed up non-stop, of course the tactics of the brackets were quite successful. Grandpa Deja Wantara began to look desperate.
"Akh...!"
The grumpy white-clothed old man grimaced in pain and tried to jump away, fresh red blood flowing from his left arm. But the loudspeakers of the Lotus Fire Party did not want to give a chance, they continued to lambast their machete attacks towards the body of Deja Wantara's grandfather.
"Yepy...!"
"Hup!"
Sarsih's father was forced to clump while contorting his body avoiding the sabetage and stabbing the machetes of his bragglers. The attack of Parang Praja's men was enough to make the old man overwhelmed. But even though he was overwhelmed by alternating attacks, he still had time to give a counterattack.
"Aakhs..!"
There was a scream in the middle of the fight, one of Parang Praja's men bounced to the ground and fluttered with his mouth spitting out blackish fresh blood, not long after the man was killed with blood flowing from his mouth.
"Did..!"
The people dressed in black with the image of a fire-red lotus on their chest, were quite surprised to see their friend suddenly fall and die. Of course they were quite surprised, whether when Deja Wantara's grandfather managed to beat one of them.
Seeing events that are difficult to accept their sense. The people dressed in black became angry, and grew angry.they again surrounded Deja Wantara's grandfather led directly by Parang Praja.
"Heaaa...!"
Now Parang Praja who immediately became the first attacker, Parang Praja who had pulled a keris from behind his waist, jumped like a lion pouncing on its prey with a stabbing dagger quickly railed a deadly point in the body of the Mad Swordsman.
"He he he...!" grandpa Deja Wantara laughed instead, suppressing his feelings that began to erratic, because the energy and blood from his body had come out a lot.
The twelve old man patihan Pasemah Agung kingdom was bouncing his body into the air and spinning rapidly while giving a claw attack towards Parang Praja's chest. The middle-aged man with a young face, but the savage quickly jumped back to avoid the claws of the palm and fingers of Deja Wantara's grandfather who was stiff like an eagle claw.
"Yep...!"
Two of Parang Praja's men tried to support the old man. But it was unexpected that the Mad Swordsman's hearing was very sharp, so fast he twisted his body while lowering his body backward, his right palm that formed claws moved so quickly swinging towards the chest, those two assailants.
Cras!
The creb.!
"Aakh...!"
Twice the sound of heart-wrenching screams rang out, as the two black-clothed men bounced and jolted on the ground. Both died with their chests torn from scratch, like they had been received by a deadly beast.
"Siege him..!"
The order of the person wearing the five-piece bracelet, which is none other than Parang Praja. His men who lived less than ten people immediately surrounded around where Deja Wantara's grandfather stood. The black-clothed people were about to continue their attacks, but were suddenly restrained.
"Stop..!"
"Wolf...!" exclaimed Deja Wantara's grandfather while retreating to near Anggala and calling the name of the Swordsman Naga Sakti.
"Who are you, Kisanak," asked Parang Praja in a flat and cold tone.
"Who are they, Cake. Are they the Fire Lotus Party people again?" asked the Swordsman of the Dragon Sakti without any concern for those in black clothes who were styling sharply towards them.
"Yes, what you say is true of Anggala, they are the people of the Fire Lotus Party" replied Deja Wantara's grandfather.
"Why did they gang up on you, Cake?" ask the Dragon Warrior Sakti again.
"They said that I was too involved in the affairs of the Fire Lotus Party, and should be removed from this world" Deja Wantara's grandfather replied.
"You haven't answered my question, Kisanak," sounds flat but cold Parang Praja said. The gaze of the middle-aged man's eyes was as sharp as a sword eye ready to stab anyone.
"I'm a friend of your grandfather who you cowered cowardly. Kid!" replied Dragon Warrior Sakti no less cold.
"You're tired of kisanak's life too!" the word Parang Praja is flat but reflects its cruelty and sadism.
"Bored of life or not, that's my business, which I will obviously teach the cowardly people like you who dare to play with the old man," replied the Swordsman of the Dragon Sakti calmly, but it does represent a pretty high threat.
"Huh..! Chop him...!"
Parang Praja raised his palm forward, then at once his men jumped towards Pendekar Naga Sakti with a naked machete and ready to slaughter whatever was in front of them.
The warrior Dragon Sakti who was attacked simultaneously like that looked so calm, even he did not seem to put up his horses. But when the attacks of the loudspeakers almost hit him, the Swordsman Dragon Sakti suddenly moved so fast like lightning.
In his movement the Swordsman Dragon Sakti directly gave a counterattack to the bullies. The palm of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti moves so fast that it pushes the chest and body parts of the loudspeakers. Those black-clothed people were unable to see the hand movements of the handsome young man.
"Yes.....!!"
The screams of the Fire Lotus Party people sounded loud, with their bodies so fast flying like dried leaves coming off of their stalks. In an instant the Parang Praja men had scattered on the ground. Even though they were not injured, they did not dare to wake up again.
"Did.!"
Parang Praja was surprised not to be trapped, so he realized that the Dragon Swordsman Sakti was already so close in front of him. In his shock, the middle-aged man directly stabbed his dagger towards the Swordsman Dragon Sakti.
Taps!
While contorting his body sideways, to avoid the stabbing of the dagger in Parang Praja's hand, so quickly the palm of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti caught the wrist of the black-clothed person with the five-piece bracelet. Parang Praja was surprised once she realized her hand had been grasped by the palm of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti.
The right hand of the Milky Way Dragon Swordsman who formed the tread moved so fast it could hardly be seen by the eyes of an ordinary person. Suddenly the palm of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti had already hit the chest of Parang Praja.
Ma'am!"
"Aakh...!"
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Seriate.....