Story of Maung Kulon

The Sky is Split Two

Meanwhile, along with the launch of the ultimate attack of the Three Sadistic Assassins, Cakra Buana also gave his death.

"Waves of the Dead Carrier …"

"Grush …"

Huge waves of energy shot forth from both palms of Cakra Buana. The waves have heat that is not playing. Waves belonging to Cakra Buana shot faster than the three waves of the opponent's moves.

Grandpa Bungkuk and Cempaka Biru stepped aside to take a distance. The two figures do not want to be affected by the effects of these powerful moves.

"Grush …"

The light of various colors meet in the middle. It blinds the eyes of anyone who is there. For a while, the death moves collided before finally exploding violently.

"Nrank …"

The sound of a loud explosion rang out to make the ears buzz. Fireworks are flying everywhere. The trees were crushed into tiny fragments by the four waves of powerful energy.

Even Grandpa Bungkuk and Cempaka Biru were carried away several steps as a result. If only they had not immediately protected themselves with deep strength, perhaps the two of them had already flown with the tree fragments.

The devastating effect of course occurs due to the collision of four styles that contain energy in a high level. This can certainly happen if both sides are fighting, both have the power of choice. As is the current case of Cakra Buana and the Three Sadistic Assassins.

The four warriors who were fighting were both knocked far back. Buana's chakra is thrown up to three spears. His back hit the tree until it cracked. From the corner of his lips, there was a drop of blood. Breath gasping.

The condition of the Three Sadistic Assassins is much more severe than Cakra Buana. They were thrown further back. All four bounced up to fly with fallen trees. The three Sadistic Assassins stopped as his body smashed into a chunk of rock until it shattered into dust.

The arena used to be a fighting place, now it has been ravaged like it was finished in the storm broom. The forest that was once lush by towering trees. Now it's the opposite. Some forests, especially those used as battle arenas, are barren and even charred by fire.

Blue Champaka and Hunchback Grandpa clearly saw all these events. Both feel the creeps. Even if both of them were in the position of Cakra Buana, not necessarily they could still be able to stand up again like the all-white young man now.

Cakra Buana has stood up despite having to try hard. Some of his clothes were torn. Even the white cloth wrapping the God Heirloom Sword, seen its upper part torn. So that the hilt of the heirloom sword was seen by Grandpa Bungkuk and Cempaka Biru.

Cakra Buana stands still showing a ready attitude. He forced himself, even though his body was no longer able to fight. But the Maung Kulon Swordsman mustered all the remaining energy. Because when he shows internal injuries, the enemy will attack him easily.

The three Sadistic Assassins still hadn't woken up either. All three suffered severe internal injuries as the nurse turned to attack herself. Their clothes are torn. From each other's mouths, constantly spewing out blackish fresh blood endlessly.

'The boy was hurt inside. That means this is a good opportunity to attack him, Grandpa Bungkuk's mind while looking at Cakra Buana from top to bottom.

'The handsome young man had suffered quite severe injuries. Even his inner power had been drained a lot. This is the right time to urge him, ' Inner Blue Cempaka also said exactly like Grandpa Bungkuk's inner word.

No doubt, the two warriors who from earlier only acted as spectators, advanced to attack Cakra Buana simultaneously. Both of them jumped and calted in the air once before finally sliding giving a swooping attack.

"Hiatt …"

"Yesn …"

Grandpa Bungkuk and Cempaka Biru had already given a long-range attack. Cakra Buana gasped a few breaths, the next second the all-white young man took action.

Cakra Buana performs a back-to-back somersault movement five times. Two escaped attacks hit the empty ground. A small explosion was heard again. The ground that he had just poked, had now turned into a little deep puddle.

Seeing his attack fail, Grandpa Bungkuk again darted and attacked Cakra Buana. Likewise with Purple Cempaka.

This time they prefer to fight head on. Grandpa Hunchback poked his snake-like stick. As for the Blue Cempaka, he flicked his shawl from a distance of about one spear.

"Guard …"

"Grush …"

Cakra Buana manages to avoid Grandpa Bungkuk's wand. But unfortunately he did not manage to dodge the shawl belonging to Cempaka Ungu.

"Grand …"

The Buana chakra is back. He felt his chest getting claustrophobic due to being hit by a shawl. Cakra Buana coughed lightly, blood returning.

The Maung Kulon warrior got back up. Because according to him, there is no other choice but to fight until the last blood point.

Not yet had he had time to prepare a stance to face the opponent, suddenly Grandpa Bungkuk and Cempaka Biru had arrived in front of him. For fear of losing a moment like this, the two immediately attacked Cakra Buana brutally.

Sodokan sticks and shawls began to target the body part of Cakra Buana. As powerful as the warrior Maung Kulon was against his two enemies. Although his movements were not as fast as before, but at least he was still able to endure for some time.

The wind grew increasingly gripping carrying the air of death. Grandpa Bungkuk pounded Cakra Buana at close range with his heirloom stick. The Blue Cempaka continued to attack incessantly from a distance of about two spears.

'There's no other way. I need to end this fight with another one. I was no longer strong, my whole body began to ache, Cakra Buana's mind as he continued to try to avoid the attack.

Cakra Buana forced himself to bouncy backwards when the opponent's attack was raining down on him. As fast as lightning, he unsheathed the Godly Sword.

"Mirgin …"

The heirloom sword is uprooted. Time seems to stop for a while. The air is getting worse. Sky rumbles. The wind suddenly blew.

Grandpa Bungkuk and Purple Cempaka were glued to their respective positions. The two stared at the Godly Heirloom Sword without blinking. Especially when the sword emitted a thin black smoke. That means, the prestige of the God Heirloom Sword has come out.

"The sky is split in two …"

"Next …"

The sky is getting louder. It was as if the rumbling sound was coming from the horrifying screams of the hellish demons. The God's Heirloom Sword reflected an increasingly dense blackish smoke. The smoke was getting blackened and carried a haunted impression.

"Grush …"

Cakra Buana moves the Godly Sword from top to bottom. Great result. A white light suddenly appeared from the sky. The beam shot as fast as lightning according to the movement of Cakra Buana's hand.

"Grush …"

"Grand …"