Rimba Persilatan

Rimba Persilatan
eps 97's


What the pair of Silver Stars said was


in reality, how Hoa-fei-hoa could not, should


believe" "Alright! Tonight the last time we entered, no matter how successful or failed, we had to get out of this mountainous region, on the way we'd bury old dog Xi." Hoa-fei-hoa finally decided, doing the ultimate investigation the next time, "strange! Here you can see it clearly, one by one house, the attic is also clearly visible, why after entering, until the direction was difficult to ascertain" Why can not approach the warehouse heirloom downstairs


the soil......" From behind suddenly came a cold laugh


scary, and a slow cough from one other person who


meant to attract attention!


The four people were both shocked, turning over the body


stand by. Looks like a middle-aged monk, another dao priest


the old, old dao priest carried a sword, while the monk carried


cleaver, the approaching movements of the two of them were extremely light like spirits


the intangible. The intelligence of the four hoa-fei-hoa, all sharp-eared, all sharp-eared,


bright-eyed, within twenty steps could tell the difference


falling leaves or flying flowers, people who can get close to


up behind them not feeling it in the slightest, the pressure


and his tremors towards the hearts of these four people, were very heavy.


"You're stupid right." The word priest dao was filled with a sense of toying, "seeing from a distance, by looking from


near is very different, if this knowledge does not understand,


how do you deserve to be a treasure thief?"


"They instead wanted to withdraw, and trap the head of Xi's fortress on the way!" said the Monk holding his hand, his manner was relaxed, seemingly not worried that these four people were carrying out such an unexpected attack, "old dao priest, we are visiting Zhang-feng fortress, Zhang-feng, the host greeted us with great joy


of course there is an obligation to ease the difficulties of the host, right?"


"Sure!" the voice of the old dao priest sharply shrieked, "This is the loyal feeling of a friend's comrade, it should be so."


"What are we gonna do?"


"Let me use She Shen-zhang (Hand of the gods


shutting down) caught him one by one, took them


back to the fort, how?"


"Good job! I heard She Shen-zhang's pastor, very


it's great, but I've never seen you use it before,


very sorry, today let the pastor open my eyes,


please Dao-chang!"


"Watch." The old dao priest step by step advanced towards


Hoa-fei-hoa who is in front, about one zhang two che, he


put up the horses, a pair of his palms crossed, arms


his clothes and coat moved on their own without any wind, it seemed


in an instant his entire person was covered by some sort of air


mysterious. His pair of palms swayed slightly, the longer it grew


growing, the energy that came out became a wave continued


crashing at Hoa-fei-hoa.


"Hay......Yao-xian......"


Hoa-fei-hoa's face was terrified, then her body


trembling. "I am the dao priest Yao-xian Li-hun (Goddess of spirit separation)."


The old priest proudly came closer, "you're not


able to move again, give up."


"I...I don't....."


With fear Hoa-fei-hoa forced themselves to reverse


body, wanting to escape from She Shen-zhang's clutches.


"You won't be able to leave......"


Yao-xian proudly shouted, as big as it was already approaching,


his big hand was stalling wanting to catch people.


In an instant his delicate hand Hoa-fei-hoa with a speed that


it was hard to know, quietly swung backwards, using the way of throwing a hand arrow, silently throwing a single cold ray


at a speed that is difficult to see by the naked eye.


Although Yao-xian did not come forward to catch people, nor did he


will be able to see and dodge this dark weapon, once lunged forward, then the distance stay as long as the hand is extended, even gods


I cannot escape this death.


This is the saddest, most fatal consequence


A high fighter whose silat science is already super high, the,


often for being too careless, dead in the hands of a delinquent


third-class martial arts world.


Yao-xian with his friend a demon monk, both called Priestesses


Yao-mo, is a super class martialist. According to seven


the guards at the Wu-dang sword-removement place were also unable to hold back


the two of them, let them freely enter the gate


the mountain. If this news is true, it means silat and the name Yao-xian more


higher than Hoa-fei-hoa, no matter how high, can't


compared. A shadowless needle of God, thrown


using Wu-tian-shen-gang.


If Yao-xian isn't too arrogant and confident, then,


inquiring first the name and origin of his opponent, he naturally


knowing the circumstances of his opponent, the consequences would be completely different.


The needle pierced the stomach out of the back for two


cun, restrained by the spine almost penetrated out.


At the same time Hoa-fei-hoa dropped his body


ahead, on the ground he turned his body, his hands smooth


simultaneously throwing a bunch of needles like rain, while


screaming in the weird.


Her female servant with her was almost one mind, too


simultaneously throwing a lump of needles, his hand


moving the attacking sword, his person flashed like lightning.


The two clumps of needles were like rain, the cooperation of which there was no gap, all flying towards his body and right side of the Demon Monk,


forcing the Demon Monk in his nervousness flashed evasive left,


right at the arrival of the female servant's sword, the sword


directly pierced through to his heart.


"Gluck......" The Demon Monk caught the sword


piercing his chest, like being hit by lightning he retreated


back, "You guys are sung.


to..keji......ngek......"


The maid of honor released the sword in her hand


the hand is already a needle, but not thrown, only


just in case. Yao-xian can't control himself, he lunges


down a big tree, making leaves and branches


wiggling, then the man got mental and collapsed to the ground,


along with the Demon Monk also collapsed.


"What a shocking spectacle!" Niu Lang-xing was surprised by the fur on her back standing up, "You two masters with servants both work so well together, enough to make super fighters


among the super-scratch fighters, these two dead people don't need to be regretted."


"When he arrogantly said he would use She


Shen-zhang caught us, I already know who he is, at the same time he has also died half." Hoa-fei-hoa breathed a long breath,


"But, at that moment I was indeed afraid, the expression of my frightened face could not escape his sight, thus, he was without hesitation and bold


the She Shen-zhang. Hurry.., we bury their bodies."


"There must still be people coming out of the fortress looking for us, we mustn't be careless anymore."


Niu Lang-xing was still frightened by the female servant


each pulled a corpse.


The fortress people who came out of the fort did


surveillance into the mountain on a large scale, guests are asking


protection from the fortress, all offering themselves help, Yao-xian and the Demon Monk were two of them, also was the first wave of the five watchdog groups.


By almost noon, Zhang-feng's fortress had arrived


a group of grand guests, who were greeted by his arrival from afar


by the head of two fortresses Golok Pemutusan Arwah (Duanhun-dao) Han


Zhi-jian with ten of his men. He is the brother-in-law of the citadel Xi.