The Dragon Warrior Sakti
The tempest in Galuh Gem, the Destruction of the Group of Seven Black Devils Skull Valley
Attack after attack Cold Blood Swordsman, has not succeeded in urging Lesmana.
"Heaaa...!"
The Cold Blood Swordsman swung his Black Sword towards Lesmana at a speed that was hard to see through the eyes.
The tring...!
Trang.....!
The Cold Blood Swordsman clashed with the White Steel Sword, the sound of the sword twisting, deafening, Lesama who seemed to be on purpose, made the fight go a long way.
But on the side of his enemy, looking unmitigated, he attacked blindly.
"Heaaa...!
Trangs..! The tring.....! Tings......!
Cold Blood Swordsman attacks are always on the Lesmana field, while occasionally counterattacking.
"Yesame....!"
The shrill cry, the anger of the Cold Blood Swordsman, while attacking Lesmana with his black sword, Lesmana deflected by whirling the sword in front of the chest, the clinking of the sword clashing deafening, Lesmana parried, the other two warriors attacked each other in the air.
Fatigue struck with the sword, the Cold Blood Swordsman leaped backwards, he sheathed his sword of sanity sword, which was on his waist.
Cold Blood Swordsman chanted 'The Black Devil's Test of Lifesaving'. His two hands docked to the front of his chest, a black light permeating both of his palms.
Seeing the Blood Swordsman coldly chanting deadly moves, Lesmana prepared with the 'Sakti Palm Steps'. level six, Angel Descends From Heaven'.
His palm turned forward and then docked to the side of his waist.
"Hiaaa......!"
Lesmana leaped as fast as lightning into the air, and stopping there, she was floating in the air as high as seven spears, a white light penetrating both of her palms, which she tightened in front of her chest.
"Heaaa....!"
The cold Blood Swordsman leapt into the air following Lesmana, to his two palms curling upwards, a huge black light drenched into the Cold Blood Swordsman's palm.
Lesmana darted down with her palms in front, a huge white light accompanying her palms.
The cold Blood Swordsman was pushed down, until he crashed into the ground, around the palm-shaped Cold Blood Swordsman ground.
"Ampun.....! swordsman... Dude....!"
The Blood Swordsman coldly groaned in pain, as his body was burning, his black clothes became tattered camping, like the clothes of a person who had just come out of the fire.
Lesmana descended from the air, she treaded in front of the Cold Blood Swordsman.
"HA HA HA.....! FEEL YOU SWORDSMAN...!"
A blaring voice, in the middle of that forest, a white shadow as fast as lightning came to that place.
The white shadow stopped beside Lesmana.
The one who came was the Dragon Hermit, teacher
Lesmanas.
"He he he...! it seems to be destroyed already, seven Dedengkot Valley skulls...!" said the Dragon Hermit while looking towards the already defenseless Cold Blood Swordsman.
"Broker of Cold Blood, you should repent, and surrender to the kingdom of Galuh, for there you may live your life as a good man, but when you return to the Valley of the Skulls, you'll be a bad guy again, if you live among the people, you'll be hostile to your friend from the Skull Valley...!"
Said Lesmana, crouching in front of the Cold Blood Swordsman.
The Cold Blood Swordsman looked silent, he was trying to get up, and he sat down in that palm-shaped hole, the blood marks at the corner of his lips were still fresh red, a sign he was injured in quite severe.
"Let's get back to the battlefield, it's almost dusk..!" the Dragon Hermit.
"Good teacher...!" answer Lesmana.
Seen up in the west, the sun had set, there was a yellow light that still illuminated the sky.
Lesmana, and the Dragon Hermit walked away from the place, without caring for the Cold Blood Swordsman.
Suddenly, the cold Blood Swordsman took out about ten black dagger blades, and threw them towards Lesmana and the Dragon Hermit, from behind.
The set....! The set.....!
The set....! The set.....!