The Dragon Warrior Sakti
The Three Peccar Pendekar Mesum. 09
"I'm your opponent!"
"God!"
Ujang Akra gasped in shock and immediately banged his body into the air and set foot around the two spears in front of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti.
"You're looking for a mampus, young man. Don't blame me if this White Rose College is your grave!" kuyung Ujang Akra said that the voice of the man was flat but reflected quite a cruelty and sadism.
"If death has come, I do not choose where to be in the grave, Kisanak!" anggala answered flatly. Yet so calm without the slightest anger.
"You will regret daring to interfere in the affairs of the three Black Swordsmen," exasperated Ujang Akra as he prepared to open his horses.
"You better tell me your name, let your graves be different from those women's graves!" added Ujang Akra snorted and he immediately rushed forward towards the Swordsman Dragon Sakti.
"Heaaa...!"
An empty-handed punch attack containing a high enough deep energy was directed towards the Swordsman of the Dragon Sakti by Ujang Akra. But with so swift and nimble the swordsman from the Dragon Valley stepped on the attack of the Three Great Warriors Leader.
Taps! Taps!
"Damn!"
Ujang Akra sipped furiously, feeling that his attack in his plan wanted to take down the Swordsman Dragon Sakti in the first attack failed.
"You're great, too, young man, but don't be big-headed. You will feel my vengeance..!" said Ujang Akra after jumping backwards about two spears backwards.
Anggala only smiled faintly hearing the threat of the enemy in front of him, indeed the Dragon Swordsman Sakti rarely uses the science of 'Angel Eyes', because the science was quite draining the ability of the power within. But the magic of Lesmana and Dragon Hermit is not a science that can be taken lightly.
Anggala only deployed the science of the 'Eight Steps Wind Eye' so that he could move freely so quickly and lightly.
"Heaaah..!"
Ujang Akra again railed towards Pendekar Naga Sakti, this time the man dressed all in black attacked with a kick that also contained high power.
Taps!
With the Dragon Tread, the basic stance of the Dragon Warrior Sakti treads the Ujang Akra leg kick. The flow of energy in enough to make the kick Ujang Akra was like stopping in the middle of the road.
"Sha.H..!"
Akra's jaw quickly sucked his left leg towards the Swordsman Dragon Sakti, very quickly Anggala pulled his body to the right side. While his right palm quickly grasped the sole of Ujang Akra's foot and slammed it towards the back.
"God!"
Ujang Akra gasped in shock and and quickly made a leap to compensate the power of the Dragon Swordsman Sakti and salto twice to step on the ground.
"Hukh!"
Although he managed to foot on the ground without falling, Ujang Akra seemed to stagger back. He quickly strengthened his horses.
"Bad, great this young man too. Who the hell is he?" Ujang Akra.
Sreth!
Ujang Akra drew a hembrug klewang from the warangka that was draped behind his back, the eyes of the klewang were reddish black. Ujang Akra plays his klewang moves and mentions the weapon in front of his body.
Wong! Wong!
The weapon in his hand was swiveled like a propeller, until the club turned into a circle like a shield. The wind from the round of the cantaloupe pointed towards the Swordsman Dragon Sakti.
"Hot! That twisting wind contained poison!" Anggala. Fast Swordsman Dragon Sakti increases energy in and uses the science of 'Angel Curtain'.nya to protect themselves from the poison air that spreads.
"Oh!"
Ujang Akra further accelerated the rotation of his clan and exerted almost all of his internal energy to send poison towards the Swordsman Dragon Sakti.
Long enough Ujang Akra exerted his strength in height, but Anggala only smiled faintly looking at him and looked so calm. The poison air from the round of the cantaloupe had no effect on the Milky Way Dragon Swordsman.
"Heaah....!"
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Moments before Ujang Akra all-out attack and try to bring down Anggala. Ujang Seta who tried to push towards the Goddess of Roses was restrained by the Life-Acting Angel who jumped in his way.
"You face me first, Kisanak!" snapped Wulan Ayu while pretending to waist in front of the Rose Goddess.
"Ha ha ha..! Apparently you want to play around with me pretty girl. How about we play in bed! Ha ha ha...!" the laughter of Ujang Seta with his perverted brain words.
"Take the forest-waiting dedemit there, if I just want to rip your chest off, like that coward's chest!" wulan Ayu replied loudly.
"So you killed Ujang Komar. Hm.. Alright.. I won't feel sorry for you, pretty girl!" yelled Ujang Seta, "You will feel my vengeance!"
"O, so that cowardly bastard is called Ujang Komar. Next turn!" aveng Bidadari Desperate Lifter.
"Heaaah...!"
Forward Ujang Seta sounded shrill, then at once also a man about thirty years old with a pretty handsome face with a thin mustache above his lips. Ujang Seta's mustache looks neat. But unlike the appearance is quite neat and good sipat and attitude Ujang Seta like gondoruwo human predators.
I don't know how many people have been village girls who became victims of n4fsu bej4t Pendekar Mesum.
Ujang Seta unleashed a powerful kick in the high direction of the Life-Acting Angel, but the beautiful girl in blue clothes did not stay still. Wulan Ayu waited for Ujang Seta's attack with the style of 'Bidadari Kayangan'.
Taps!
Wulan Ayu greeted Ujang Seta's kick with his palm. As fast as lightning Bidadari Pulpiknya give a reply by flicking the palm of the hand yes towards the ankle Ujang Seta, Ujang Seta, but the man quickly pulled his legs back and immediately salted twice towards the back.
"You're great too, Nisanak. But I don't care, you still have to die to make up for Ujang Komar's death!" said Ujang Seta sound flat but so cold describe an abomination and revenge so deep.
The set! The set!
Ujang Seta immediately opened his mainstay, a style that resembles a snake style. Ujang Akra chalked up a quite scary style, namely the style of 'Day of Death'.The whole fingers of Ujang Seta arranged straight docked in front of the chest.
Slowly a thin blackish-white smoke came out from the direction of both hands Ujang Seta, after the thin smoke was gone. Ujang Seta's hand turned blackish red from the tip of both palms to the base of the palm.
"The 'Day of Death' move'.? Apparently you have that Toxic Finger Skirt, Kisanak?!"
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