6 Armed Mortal Kombat Novels & Stories

Not even the sword. Furthermore, to add to his misery, there was no sign of even an Aura on that knife. It was purely based on physical ability and Malikul Afdal was slaughtering his enemies as if it was too easy. “Someone else.” He shook his head. “I need to face him eventually. It was a matter of time.” Arman frowned, reluctant to let him go. “I’ll win this and return.” He tapped Arman’s arm. He couldn’t let things go like this.

Seeing this, the faces of the crowd turned paler and paler, and their hearts almost sank to the bottom. The cultivator who had just died had reached the fifth stage of Real Immortal Realm. In this team, he could be regarded as a superior combat strength. But he still could not block this strange attack. And the most desperate thing was that these arms were endless and increasing. A cultivator was covered in frost, like a hard armor. Before the arms touched him, they were frozen and fell from the air. Although it was smashed into pieces with a bang, every piece of it soon evolved into a new arm and pounced on him like a poisonous snake.

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."