THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
SUKMA CRUSHER FINGER

“Devil of the motherfucker!” maki Swordsman Night Beetle. 

With a difficult movement he bowed. The pearl belt is rotated to protect the body while the left hand is stretched out to reach the edge of the black robe. With two weapons in hand: the edge of the robe on the left hand and the pearl belt on the right hand, the Night Beetle Swordsman stood back against his opponent. 

Pearl belts emit wind waves that are like a large mountain while the edge of a black robe scatters a stuffy wind that can stifle the respiratory path that constricts the throat and nostrils. 

In the third style it appears how the onslaught of the Yellow Bamboo Datuk became sluggish. The old man shouted out loudly and exerted all his inner strength. But in vain. He felt his chest become tight, his nostrils like clogged. It was hard for him to breathe. Responding to this the old man immediately set the path of blood and close his breathing. His body disappeared as din accelerated his movements. 

But the awesomeness of the musty wind that roars from the edge of the robe is not a burden. Soon the attacks of the opposing yellow bamboo had been dammed. The Yellow Bamboo Datuk movement again became sluggish as the old man could no longer maintain his airway closed continuously, while the battle was already running five moves. 

The Night Beetle Swordsman again let out a laughing voice when he knew that he had the upper hand. “Ha...ha...! You were told to go down the mountain by the villagers just to find the death of Datuk Bambu Kuning!” 

“Cursed warriors don't get too big of a hope!” kertak Datuk Bamboo Yellow. Silently three-quarters of his inner power was deployed to the chest. 

Suddenly, “Bluuss!” 

Yellow smoke gushed from the old man's mouth. Night Beetle Swordsman was surprised not to play and quickly closed his airway. Surprise and when closing the airway earlier made his movement loosened. As he dodged to the side as he swatted his pearl belt through the yellow plume of smoke, the bamboo in the right hand of the opponent came roaring. The young man mentioned the edge of his robe. Goddamn it!! The yellow smoke could not be made to waste by the stuffy wind on the edge of his black robe. 

Night Beetle Swordsman screamed sky-high. His body disappeared and a moment later he managed to get out of the attack of an opponent who was not a terrible obstacle earlier. As he stood up to regulate his blood and breath back, this young man quietly let out cold sweat as well. 

“You think you can run from here, depraved human?!” hardik Datuk Bamboo Yellow. 

His mouth opened and yellow smoke gushed again into the face of the opponent. The Night Beetle Swordsman again closed his airway and jumped to the side. Attack the edge of the cloak and a strike of the pearl belt do simultaneously at the same time towards the opponent. The old man jumped three spears up and as he descended again spewed yellow smoke from his mouth. Night Beetle Swordsman is becoming overwhelmed now. Overwhelmed and cursed. In addition, it is inexhaustible wonder what magic is contained by the yellow smoke that comes out of the mouth of his opponent so that the wind stuffy black cloak and wind pearl belt can not disperse it. 

Suddenly the young man was grumbling like a tiger. His body shot to the face. A stuffy wind strikes down the throat of the Yellow Bamboo Datuk while the pearl belt hits from top to bottom. The double old man laughed in the face of this attack. The yellow bamboo was twisted around, suddenly in such a way 

“Sreet!” 

The pearl belt on the right hand of the Night Beetle Swordsman was struck and mentally detached from the young man's hand. The young man himself with a hard-earned somersault only managed to get out of the bamboo stick and the yellow smoke released by the opponent. His eyes were bought, his mouth was kamit. His face crept as the old man slowly walked up to him laughing as cold as snow. 

“Himg your dog is only a few seconds left, cursed youth!” datuk Bambu Kuning. “Since today the martial world will be clean from human dirt stains like you!” 

“I still haven't given up motherfucker!” snarl Bendekar Kumbang Malam. His mouth is still pouting. His eyes warily watched every move that the Yellow Bamboo Datuk made. 

“Soal lives about easy” said Cursed Swordsman Night Beetle. 

He quietly channeled all his inner energy into the tip of his index finger. A moment later the fingertips turned jet black and gave off a shuddering beam. 

“So crazy old man, you see this finger?! “ 

Datuk Bambu Kuning looked with crisp skin on the forefinger of the right hand of the Night Beetle Swordsman. His blood was drained, his face changed. Night Beetle Swordsman laughed. 

“Why did your face turn pale, old kunyuk?!” 

Datuk Bambu Kuning did not say. His face grew pale and his eyes glared sharply at the young man's index finger. When the index finger and the thumb of the young man made a circle. Datuk Bambu Kuning exclaimed in shock. 

“Sukma Crusher Finger Science!” 

Immediately Datuk Bambu Kuning for its two internal energy flows. Partly to the end of the bamboo stick and part to the chest. 

“Eat my finger, Fucking grandfather!” exclaim Pendekar Kumbang Malam. 

He also snapped his index finger. One wave of black wind roared like a tempestuous typhoon, striking towards Datuk Bambu Kuning. At the same time Datuk Bambu Kuning sweep a stick in the right hand and spray yellow smoke.

Datuk Bambu Kuning cried out in shock when he saw the breeze of yellow bamboo blow and the slap of yellow smoke was blown apart by the black wind of the opponent. And this black wind that was aiming at him continued to dart towards him. Datuk Bambu Kuning quickly get away but kasip. The old man chipped a few spears away as a black wind grabbed his body. And his screams screeched the sky. The Yellow Bamboo Datuk rolled on the ground. His body was charred black. His life did not catch on anymore, breaking that shock as well. 

The Night Beetle Swordsman set his airway and his blood flow back. As he moved his legs, he realized that both of his legs had sunk into the ground five inches deep. When this young man stepped closer to Ning Leswani, again he heard the girl's insults. The meaning was then followed by a scream. No one dared to hinder and do anything when Ning Leswani was carried by the Night Beetle Swordsman and rushed. 

Until morning, until when the sun appeared on the eastern horizon, the village was still enveloped by the furore over what had happened. Ki Lurah Rantas Madan den Rana Wulung with about a dozen residents, carrying various weapons and riding horses try to find the trail of the Night Beetle Swordsman. But where is the wicked man to be sought?! 

By midday, they were already whispering to their fellowmen that there was no way they would meet Ning Leswani. Even if you meet, of course the girl has damaged her honor. And if they also managed to ambush the Night Beetle Swordsman, not necessarily they as much as it could bend the trunk of his neck.

Rantas Madan knew the atmosphere felt by the members of his entourage. He conferred with Rana Wulung and finally made the decision to go home.

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