
The fame of Ajian Gumbolo Wojo has been heard throughout the martial world. With this study also Pradana Nararya won a contest for the search for senopati ing ngalaga seven years ago.
Pradana Nararya's opponent who was exposed to this study died horribly after being hit by a large high black shadow of the apprentice. Its internal organs seemed to explode, visible from all holes in the body released fresh blood.
Take care of Saksena who does not want to be rash because he can feel the energy of the opponent exerting his spirit power. The outer consciousness changed its essential consciousness, then Jaga could clearly see a terrifying black-faced shadow darting towards him.
Snapping, Keep turning both hands, unite the two palm bases while pulling back to install the attacking horses.
"Yes Hayyu, Yes 'Aliyyu ..." very fast Keep the asthma nine recite.
Asthma 9, a study that is passed down directly by people who have it. There is no ritual to get it. But not just anyone can have this experience. Because the initial requirement to be able to be handed down this study, in addition to having a clean person, must also have a strong spiritual strength foundation.
Bussh ...!
Keep Saksena thrust her two hands forward upwards towards the black shadow figure.
A bright light emanates. But that is not what Senopati Pradana Nararya sees.
Senopati Pradana Nararya saw a huge fire rolling a black figure that was about to hit Jaga Saksena's body. Very quickly, the blazing flames curled up as well as eating the entire body of the black figure to the point that there was nothing left.
The smell of burning objects spread in all directions. Along with this smell, the strong wind stopped.
"**-impossible!" Pradana Nararya stuttered, eyes glaring with her mouth open, not believing what the eyes saw.
Not wasted the opportunity, Jaga Saksena who managed to burn the charred black shadow figure darted forward to nest a direct shot of high energy so that the senopati could not free themselves.
Stack it!
Pradana Nararya who had been limp due to his crew was killed now had to stiffly convuls the body, exposed to a tootokan at the base of the neck vein.
Successfully defeating his opponent, Jaga Saksena flashed aiding the soldiers.
Wess! Wess!
Stack it!Stack it!
Two stiff enemy soldiers, though,
Crakk!Crakk!
No doubt, they became the soft food of his opponent's weapons.
Keep Saksena moving then every step is a disaster for the enemy forces. If it does not punch then the hands and feet of Jaga hit the opponent unconscious.
Jebag! Jebugs!
Until not realized by Jaga, now he is on the front line facing the invading forces.
"Deploy that swordsman!!" shouted one of the officers under Senopati Asta Brajadaka gave the order.
However, the soldiers who have seen the lunge Jaga Saksena must be keder, chirping guts. Just being spotted and stiff is not a big deal for them. However, they were mentally hit by some of the palace circle soldiers who tailed behind Jaga Saksena.
The palace circle soldiers who tailed behind Jaga Saksena casually killed the enemy soldiers who had been stiffened by totokan the young man.
Keep Saksena not do not know the behavior of the soldiers who tailed behind this. But this is war, not the assembly of the gift of wejangan.
The blood also flooded the page. Spreading the smell of rancid that stings the nose.
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The defeat of Pradana Nararya did not stop the invading soldiers. Because the army of the senopatian has a leader or head of their respective squads. They had been educated to fight to the last blood, unless the top leader ordered to surrender. Unfortunately, Pradana Nararya was so full that he could not speak.
And the misfortune experienced by Pradana Nararya has not stopped there, because some long-range attacks such as blows and throwing stray weapons hit his body.
Slowly but surely, Pradana Nararya drenched in blood until finally a man of the circle of the palace came to him,
"Basic traitor!"
Scolding the soldier swing the machete to the head of Pradana Nararya.
Crakk!
After reading, the soldier kicked Pradana Nararya's body in the abdomen,
Senopathy's body flew up to several spears away.
*
Meanwhile, the fight between Sungsang against Gandara who shifted to the north side became more fierce.
The red fog of the Halimun Petak Abang Study belonging to Sungsang has covered the battlefield. Flying knife milling. But Gandara showed his toughness. The red mist did not even a little discourage itself to continue attacking.
The Lonely Wind Sword Force played by Gandara actually found its peak when played in the mist. Gandara's sword is completely lost.
In one chance, though,
Srats!
If not quickly throw yourself by pushing the body far back, the end is already a history of Sungsang slashed under the stomach. Yes if it does not end the curriculum vitae, then the history of maleness ends.
Wiping clothes on the torn part of the stomach, Sungsang Gumilang grinned.
"You! Really shithead! This is my only red dress. And the thing behind it I've never used for good even want you to cut it off!"
"Many Bacots! Fuck you! Hiau ...!" Not wanting to take off the enemy that had killed his comrade, Gandara immediately pursued.
"Bacot your Petai! Eat this!"
Whuss!Whuss!
Sungsang rained down on the opponent with a flying knife throw. An attack that Gandara could easily take off. Not even a little Gandara's pace was reduced by the attack of flying knives that bertubi this.
"Junk can't stop me! Slash!"
"The Red Sun!"
In the closer distance the two warriors complained of study.
BLARRDDWSS!
The shockwaves from the two collisions of energy released blew away everything around the fight including the bodies of Sungsang and Gandara. Each one was pushed away to dozens of spears.
Sungsang fell on a pile of dead bodies while Gandara was out of luck as his back had to crash through the palace walls.
Shoving his aching back, Gandara rose. There was a blood melt at the corner of his lips.
Along with the rise of Gandara, Sungsang stood up to comment on a smile as he wiped the blood dripping from his nose. Ajian that he mushed did not use a lot of energy in the result of his sudden release.
"This time, you'll know my power!" muttered Sungsang.
Seg!Seg!
Sungsang made lightning hand movements, while the right hand along his arm turned red. Apparently Sungsang this time really prepared his death blow.
"The Red Sun!"
Throw down the right hand, Breech releases the energy of a large enough smoldering red tread blow.
For a moment, the air of the palace courtyard where the war was going on turned red.
At the same time, aware that the opponent was going to use the ultimate recitation, Gandara performed a sword spell.
The set!The set!
"Cohh! Awhhh! Sepi Wave!"
After spouting a dragon's breath on his sword, Gandara quickly turned the sword before thrusting it firmly forward.
Wimbw ...!
The swirl of energy formed a tapered sleeve crashing down like a drill, welcoming the huge red tread. And,
GLLAAARRDD ...!!
The ground shook violently .. until the fight had stopped for a moment.