The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pkh 04 part 7

He now calmed down again and did not use the sinkang, did not exert air from the navel, but pulled out his red sword and pointed and threatened.

"Keng Hong, even if the poison cannot kill you, my sword can still send your life to hell if you refuse my request!"

Keng Hong looked at the tip of the sword that pierced his chest, then he let out a long sigh. "It's a shame, Cui Im. You are a beautiful girl and have a high head, but all that means nothing if your heart is this dirty. I saw that your sinks were already very weak, if I used energy how could your sword possibly disturb me? But I will not use energy, and let me make you a testator because during the descent of the mountain I have never used the kiam-sut that I learned from the temperature."

Cui Im made a thrusting motion of his sword. However, with a slanted hand, the fingers of Keng Hong's hand that was channeled with great magic power could fend off and wag so that the red sword was almost separated from Cui Im's hand grip.

Keng Hong then bowed and turned his back on a wooden branch, the rest of which was used as campfire bait last night, then he was ready with this twig in his hand, installing the Siang-bhok Kiam-sut Sword Arts horses. Of course, this swordsmanship is perfect if played with the sword Siang-bhok-kiam, but because the sword does not exist, this twig is also quite good, but because the sword does not exist, it was better than him to use a metal sword due to this woody nature and its lightness somewhat matched that of the Fragrant Wood Sword.

"Well, let's practice swordsmanship" he said.

The twig is thrust straight up like pointing at the sky, then slowly descends downwards around its own neck continuously descending and pointed above the ground. These are the horses or the opening moves of Dayang-bhok Kiam-sut. With his two legs upright on the left right, his left hand followed the sword movement forming a circle in front of the chest that stopped in front of the heart feather in a tilted state like one worshipped with one hand.

Cui Im understands the shrewdness of this young man in the power of the sinkang that can suck the energy of the opponent. He himself had witnessed how Keng Hong had knocked down the shrewd Kiang Tojin along with several other Kun-lun-pai tosu people, so he was horrified and horrified to clash with the power of the sinkang.

However, he has also seen the movements of Keng Hong who is still rigid in silat. Therefore he thought that if he played the sword, if the young man only armed with twigs, he would definitely win. He had already used poison, had also used seduction to even give up his body, but all of that had not succeeded in subduing Keng Hong's heart. The only way to kill him!

Thinking so, Cui Im then shouted loudly and then charged forward fiercely, sending a deadly attack. It must be admitted that the level of intelligence Cui Im has been very high, what else is his swordsmanship, because it is a beloved disciple of Lam-hai Sin-ni, who is also a student, grandfather number one of the top four Bu-tek Su-kwi. In addition to having an unusually fast ginkang, even now it cannot be used because the sinkang has mostly been ‘move’ to the body of Keng Hong, he also has a very ferocious swordsmanship.

Keng Hong was being very careful. He had witnessed the shrewdness of this girl in swordplay against Kiu-bwe Toanio, so now he quickly moved his twigs, vibrated the end then fended off with the moves of the sword silat Siang-bhok Kiam-sut.

As soon as his sword met the quivering tip of the branch, his sword trembled and the tremors continued to spread to his hands and arms, making his arm tingle and almost he was forced to let go of his sword otherwise he quickly twisted his wrist and stepped back.

Keng Hong neither chased nor urged his opponent, he just stood ready to face the girl's attack. His attitude is calm and he has confidence in himself. Maybe in terms of silat he lost clever, but Siang-bhok Kiam-sut swordsmanship is the creation of his teacher, and in the power of the sinkang he won far. As long as he can keep himself from being eaten by a sword, he will not lose.

"You're a vile man!" Cui Im cried out with anxiety and then his body came crashing forward sending punches and stabs in a row.

Incredibly the sword movement of this girl, the change was also so unpredictable that Keng Hong's eyes twitched and glare was made. The red sword light rolled around and formed long and wide circles like a dragon was about to entwine its body.

Forced Keng Hong to funnel a sink to his twig and twirl the twig to protect his body. The channeled sinkang Eve was so great that the sword that turned its tip into dozens of so fast and unexpected - the movement was always pounded and mentally returned, if not fended off the twigs would have been flipped by a very terrible blow.

However, even though Cui Im's attack failed all, Keng Hong also had absolutely no chance to retaliate. This is because the practice is not perfect at all, the movement is still very stiff and the sword of Siang-bhok-kiam is not in his hands. If the swordsmanship of Siang-bhok Kiam-sut had been trained well and at that time he was holding the heirloom sword, his brother in some skill of course Cui Im who shrewd was certainly not able to defend against him!

The longer Cui Im gets angry. From the mouth of this girl came out a long, very loud arc and she recklessly turned the sword even faster. However, the faster he moved the sword, the more he increased his strength, and he grew tired so that every time he hit his sword twig immediately flipped over and like he was about to attack his own body.

This makes Cui Im curious and anxious. He screeched loudly, then pulled out a red handkerchief and used the handkerchief as a diver on his sword attack, scrambling it towards Keng Hong.

Keng Hong was aware of the danger of this sweet-smelling red handkerchief. Remembering it will be the poison mixed on the wine. Facing the drink, he was still able to survive because five years he was daily given poison drinks. But the poison in the form of smoke or steam is really very dangerous.

Looking at the flashing red handkerchief that scented. Keng Hong quickly dodged himself by sliding his foot to the left and smashing his twig at the handkerchief.