Flying Umbrella Swordsman

The Yellow Valley Warriors

Asmarini is moving forward. Open the door and stand in place. He saw dozens of people on the road. On average they are in their thirties. Neat appearance, but his grin was cunning.

"I guess this luxury car has no owner, it turns out there's a beautiful woman in it!" said the front man with a cynical smile supported by a thin mustache.

The dozens of people behind him greeted with a loud laugh. Everyone stared mischievously, groaning at Asmarini's petite body from top to bottom.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" asmarini asked calmly and smiled sweetly. His two hands were folded in front of his chest.

"Oh, this lady! Besides being beautiful it turns out to be good hearted!" The far right voice raised.

"Yes, I'm sure this beautiful Miss must also be a benefactor!" the other end ended with laughter.

"You're lucky to meet us, Yellow Valley Warriors!"

Asmarini bent both legs, taking a sitting position. He heard a soft voice coming from the stallion. The stallion told him about the Yellow Valley Warrior.

"Daughter Gusti, they're known as Budiman's Robbers. Because the results of the robbery are always distributed to the citizens in need. That's just a cover. The shared treasure is only a little.

"They're actually building strength. They were disciples of the Mount Sindu storehouse who were specially tasked with collecting fees. And another one, there is no place called Yellow Valley."

Asmarini stood up again. "Tell me what you're asking!"

The thin whiskers who became their leaders stepped closer to the distance of one spear standing to the left of Asmarini.

"We became the lifeblood of several villages untouched by the government. They live in misery. May Miss help us." The thin mustache played a word.

"How much should I give you?" ask the girl again. In his heart he cursed. It turns out that there are various ways of man to fulfill his greed.

"Everything, except this horse carriage so Miss can get home safely,"

Asmarini frowning. He felt the moustache emit a suppressive air, but unfortunately it had no effect on the girl and the man did not notice it.

"I wanted to ask first" Asmarini said.

"What do you want Miss to ask, maybe I can give you the answer!"

"Do you know where I'm going?"

The thin mustache smiled then looked towards his men. They shook their heads as well while belittling smiles.

"We don't know, Miss!" answer the mustache.

"Then I'll tell you." Asmarini squatted to get her face closer to the thin mustache. "I'm going to crush Mount Sindu!" he said slowly, but was heard by all.

The thin mustache recoiled. The girl's words proved enough that she knew the truth about them. Especially pronounced with cynical eyes.

The dozens of people who claimed to be Yellow Valley Warriors changed their faces. No longer pretending to be friendly. One person who knows their identity, means he's not a random person. Who's the lady? That's what's on their minds right now.

Unexpectedly, their neat disguise had dismantled a woman completely unknown to them.

"How's it?" ask Asmarini to be defiant.

"That means you're looking to die!"

"Actually I don't want to hurt your beautiful body!" One of the men advanced with a machete weapon.

His attack seemed to belittle the girl for being petite, while he was tall. He was surprised that the girl knew his identity. However, Asmarini's speed made it a hassle. Only three times has he been pushed back.

"For everything!" shouts Asmarini.

They look at each other. Feel underestimated. This girl is really alone. Is there no one else in the carriage?

Seeing that those people had not moved, Asmarini moved first. The Golden Flower Sword swung out rapidly. The strong wind accompanied by a fragrant aroma snatched like a gust of storm.

Wussh!

These dozen people backed off. Surprised because I didn't think the wind was so strong. Asmarini wanted to prove that he was not a brag. He wanted to show that his strength had to be taken into account.

Asmarini does not give opportunity to the closest people. His sword had already given a deep cut to the stomach of two people at once.

Crass! Crass!

The anger of the Yellow Valley Warriors began to be unbearable. However, it was a pity that their preparation of attacking was slow. This was because it initially underestimated the ability of the girl.

They have attacked simultaneously and in turn. Narrowing the space of motion Asmarini. No responsibility for the machete weapon directly used. At first they were tempted by the poignancy of Asmarini's body, now do not hesitate anymore.

The energy in Asmarini that has increased thanks to the help of her husband is enough to help her movement so that it is faster and more agile. Once swinging, able to fend off some opponent weapons.

In addition, the fragrant aroma that filled the air also helped him, making his opponents feel dizzy so that his movements were a little chaotic.

The thin mustache was some distance away from the fighting arena. He was looking for a way to attack fraudulently. He waited as Asmarini let his guard down. However, he was also bothered by the fragrant aroma that emanated. So he tried to shut down his sense of smell.

Meanwhile, despite being ganged up it turns out that none of the opponent's attacks were able to touch the girl. In his own heart, Asmarini was excited by the improvement of his abilities. His body was getting lighter and his movements were also getting more agile.

What he faced were actually the disciples of Mount Sindu who were arguably the strongest black streamers. Moreover, remember her husband who wants to crush them, then he also feels this is also part of his duty.

Unmitigated, once he got the chance, Asmarini attacked back. Once the opponent's five-handed tripe is cut off by his sword.

"Uakhs!" Screams of pain rang out from those who instantly retreated from the fighting arena.

The thin mustache growled instead of playing. Putting his hands behind his clothes, he picked up a secret weapon. He moved around looking for the right position to launch a bokongan attack.

While the men he led began to decrease because many were injured. It was not a minor wound, but a wound that made them unable to continue the attack.

After a while now open the opportunity for the thin mustache. The secret weapon in the form of small nails was already clutched in hand. Immediately he threw it towards Asmarini.

The shuttle!

The spring!

The thin mustache was surprised because suddenly there was a strong wind blowing down his weapon. There were even some who darted back towards him. Lucky he was quicker to hit it with a machete.

This man snorted in annoyance. There was clearly someone else protecting Asmarini. That girl is not alone. He looked around, looking for who and where that person was.

His eyes were on the horse carriage. In that place now stood a young man who was smiling towards him.