THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
STOP FIGHTING!!

Hearing the words of the Mad Loincloth, the Sword God immediately understood that between the Nail Cloth and the Mad Loin must have nothing to do. So answered the Chairman of the Perfumed Lake Party "What is done by the Nail lblis, the crime that killed him, Cawat Gila. Not me! Any human like him would receive such a reward!" 

"He .. he .. he! You're good at talking! But do you already know the way to hell?! If I hadn't been the Mad Loincloth would have shown me the way!" 

The skinny man took two steps forward. His right hand was raised high! "Thank you for your death, Sword God! He .. he...!" 

"Crazy Lick!" exclaiming the Sword God while flowing his profound energy into the right hand. "What is your relationship with the Devil's Nail?!" 

"Oh, you asked that?! It's not hard to answer it, The Devil's Nail is my sister! Now you know how I want you to have a life, even the lives of your family and your party members!" 

The Sword God even almost all of the guests present just that day learned that the Devil Nail was the sister of the Mad Loin. 

"Crazy Wire," said the Sword God, "Whoever is the Nail Cloth it's not a problem! What matters is that he committed a crime. And the truth would not see him unfortunate to spread that evil ...." 

"Ah here is not the place and time to speak such high language! Talk to the demons of hell later ... !" 

The corner of the Mad Loincloth's eyes caught someone stepping in the direction where he was standing face to face with the Sword God. When he turned his head slightly to the side it turned out that this person was Resi Godapati or the Three Golden Spear Trident who had since been still standing on that stage. The silent atmosphere was tense. 

"Crazy Wire, with a little regard for the atmosphere and place where we are, and looking at the faces of the martial figures present here, I hope you do not continue the intentions contained in your heart...!" 

"Eh, kunyuk purple robe! Are you talking deliriously or is your brain already tilted...?!" hatch The Crazy Loin. 

Speak well but answered in such a way that the heart of Resi Godapati. "My brain may have been tilted, but not to mention as slanted as you!" the answer. 

"Rem .... This again is an example of a human who does not know the height of the deep sea. If you're tired of life just say it, let me quickly send your rotten spirit to hell!" 

"You're talking too big, Crazy loincloth!" 

"Your head is also the great Godapati!" 

"You still don't have six heads a dozen hands, Mad Loincloth...!" 

"Oh .. Do you have a double life?!" educating the Crazy Loincloth. 

"I have no double life. But to face you, up to a thousand moves I'll run!" 

"Good job! But let me ask you first, are you defending the Sword God in this case?" 

"I'm not defending anyone!" 

"Why sell your mouth?! Do not try to show your kindness and kindness in front of the crowd! Everyone knows, what kind of society you founded on Wuwutan Island! Everyone here knows that you're a rancid miser who does anything as long as he's stuffed his ass with money and his mouth with treasure!" After saying so The Mad Lick laughed. 

"There is no other way," said Resi Godapati as she pulled out her weapon, a three-headed spear made of gold. 

"You really want to quickly face the ghost of hell…. !" The Crazy Lick laughed. 

Suddenly she shrieked loudly. Both of his hands were slapped to the face. Winds like typhoons are blowing. Resi Godapati jumped six spears and swung his three-headed spear towards the opponent and then followed up with a right left-footed kick. 

Amazingly, before the spear and two kicks hit the target, know-how the three attacks have changed direction to the other body parts of the Mad Loin. Furious and shocked also The Mad Loincloth saw the attack of this opponent. His thin, dry body flashed ferociously, both hands snatched causing a rushing wind. 

“Sontoloyo man! Accept this!" snapped Crazy Loincloth. 

Body disappeared. His two hands and two feet moved unseen. Then came the screams of Resi Godapati. His golden spear looked mentally into the air as his own body was thrown down the stage. This rishi tried to sit cross-legged to drain the power in and treat his great wounds. But his breast bone was already shattered, his ribs had been broken. Only for a moment did his body sit cross-legged, after which Godapati fell to the ground without a life. Everyone present similarly clenched his mouth. The quiet atmosphere in the cemetery. 

The Crazy Lick laughed. Then his body rotated against the Sword God who stood nine spears in front of him. He grinned and said: "Your death is worse than that bastard Sissy, Sword God!" 

His words were instantly closed with a single devastating attack. Right hand gripping to face while left foot kick thrusting downwards ************. The Sword God who had almost lost his patience and grudge against the death of his son now did not remain silent. His body was down, both hands were slapped to the face. This was the one great long-range punch he was about to unleash. 

When both hands of the Sword God seemed to move to the face then the Mad Loincloth felt its body darting through the air receiving a great pressure. His body staggered and his attack collapsed. Very surprised he became. It is not wrong if his sister Si Kuku lblis met his death in the hands of the Chairperson of the Telaga Wangi Party who in fact has the science of empty-handed blows, he said. 

Preceded with a thud, then the body of the Mad Shawl swooped down like a swimmer who was diving, and knew both his fists had been protruding into the stomach and chest of the Sword God. The Sword God beringas welcomes the opponent's fist with the fist anyway. 

"Buck!" "Buck!" 

The two fists that contained extremely high inner power both clashed together and let out loud sounds. The consequences are great too. The Sword God's body slammed backwards. If only the science of lightening his body was not perfect, he would have continued to fall sitting or crashing on the stage floor. On the other hand, the Mad Loincloth itself seemed to be slammed backward to a spear. 

For the second time this slanted-brained silat figure became surprised. What is already if an opponent dares to welcome his two jotosannya, if not destroyed both hands will definitely hurt his body on the inside. But at that moment he saw the Sword God still standing and in a fit fresh state. Only his hands looked red. 

The mouth of the Mad Cawat kemik. "You have content too huh...!" he smirked savagely. 

His hands were rubbed against each other. And a moment later the two hands clenched into fists and were blue in color. The Sword God understood that the opponent was about to bring out his powerful punch science. That's why he's getting ready. 

The audience as a whole held their breaths seeing this battle that was not his great play. Crazy loincloth raised both his hands up, parallel and equal in height to his sunken-faced head. It looks increasingly haunted. 

"As long as I have the Blue Demon Punch, not a single human will be able to withstand it! There have been two hundred and forty silat figures who have been eliminated in my hands, you are the second hundred and forty-first victim, the Sword God!" 

Hearing the name of the punch that will be launched by his opponent, then the Sword God multiplies his internal energy. And that's when the Mad Loincloth with a shrill laughing voice burst into the face. Two streaks of blue light shot out and swooped down towards the head of the Sword God. The Chairperson of the Fragrant Lake Party quickly convoluted and sent back an elbow to the opponent's ribs, but with a fold of his knee The Mad Loincloth managed to disperse the Sword God's elbow stitch, but with a twist of his knee, the Mad Shawl managed to disperse the Sword God's elbow, while both his fists left and right still continued roaring profusely into the sword God's head blade.The Sword God hesitated to fend off the opponent's punch, hence quickly threw himself aside. Two shots of the Mad Loincloth passed roaring by his side. 

"Braaak .. braak!" 

The stage floor made of thick boards was broken and broken due to the wind of the Blue Demon Punch launched by the Mad Loin. Everyone is tongue-raising. You can imagine how great the science of the blow is. The Sword God himself was surprised it was not playing. 

Two silat figures sitting between the rows of guests whispered to each other. ”His views of the Chairperson of the Pelaga Wangi Party will not be able to face his opponent until twenty moves ...." 

"Sukar in Jajaki is indeed the height of the knowledge of the Mad Loincloth! But the Sword God himself seems to have not issued his stored sciences. Although young age but do not look too lightly on the Sword God ..." reply whisper other silat figures. 

At that moment on the stage there was a very exciting battle between the Mad Loin and the Sword God. Blue light and white light rolled. Presumably the Sword God had already issued the punch science he relied on. 

As the battle raged, when all eyes were barely blinking on the stage, there were those terrible cries. And at that instant the eyes all caught the shadow of the four human body figures. 

"Stop the battle!", yelling at one of the four comers. 

His voice shook the valley. Implies the chest of every present. Then there were four figures of a nice slender-bodied girl standing on stage. When the attention is on the face, then shake the atmosphere of those present. How not, the four girls were slim and smooth yellow skin had terrible looks. Cranial parasites!!!

SERIATE......