Story of Maung Kulon

The Battle of Six Swordsman

The silver glint of the five heirloom weapons had already struck Cakra Buana. Each of his flashes carried a swarm of killing intent that filled the sky. But the swordsman Maung Kulon still casually danced under the onslaught.

His body moved to and fro lightly. The God Heirloom Sword he played. Each swing carried a load of tens of catties. The clash of several heirloom weapons began to be heard breaking the night.

Fireworks spread in space. The five opponents began to play the deadly moves they had. Their inner energy has been channeled into their respective naive weapons.

There is no gap for Cakra Buana to escape. After all, he indeed had no intention of escaping. Whatever happens, Pendekar Maung Kulon will not do embarrassing things.

The fight is still going on. The six warriors had been locked up in a weapon attack scroll. The clash still sounded deafening.

This war will soon reach the top. All lines are almost all worn by the Cakra Buana. Thousands of corpses of soldiers filled the entire area of the kingdom.

The smell of water stings the nose. There was no smell in the place except only the charred smell of the burning building and the rancid smell of the blood of the victims.

Swordsman led by Cakra Buana left eighty people. Ling Zhi was currently standing staring at the victim of his ferocity.

Of all the battles that are still going on, currently only the most exciting Cakra Buana fight. Because the six people were fighting fiercely.

Even some people were watching their fight from some distance. Ling Zhi was no exception, occasionally glancing at the Cakra Buana fight.

Swordsman Maung Kulon was seen being pounded from all directions by the five warrior leaders. The brightness of the various colors of the light continues to be seen dancing around Cakra Buana.

Each of those rays contained a high amount of energy. So every swing, maybe even break a rock as big as a buffalo. You can imagine how great the combined power of the five leaders is.

Rumbling rang out as the five opponents attacked simultaneously using their weapons. Cakra Buana jumps up and falls back on top. As soon as it came down he sent out a sword-piercing attack.

The God Heirloom Sword he shakes the tip so that it looks to be several rods. The five opponents were shocked, they did not expect that in such a pinned state, Cakra Buana was still capable of delivering death attacks.

Inevitably the five opponents dodged looking for a safe distance. But they still don't want to give up. While dodging, they still continued to give gabugan attacks to Cakra Buana.

"City …"

Six weapons back. The sparks were back in the air. Cakra Buana still thrust his sword. The six opposing weapons are attached to the heirloom weapon of the Swordsman Maung Kulon.

Eve around grew thick to become murder. The air stopped. For a while the six warriors silently pegged with such a position.

After a while, Cakra Buana then added the pressure power in the Godly Heirloom Sword. The heirloom sword trembled back. This time it was even stronger, so that finally a more devastating impact occurred again.

As a result, the five warriors who were opponents of Cakra Buana bounced two steps back. They staggered almost to a fall, fortunate that all five were the strongest warriors among the rest. So that they can immediately balance the body.

Cakra Buana itself had jumped up high relying on a foothold of deep energy. His body calted in the air once before finally being able to land lightly like a cotton swab.

Beautiful and light.

The fight stopped for a while. The six warriors looked at each other. They have their own minds. The five opponents did not expect that Cakra Buana could still hold out to this extent. They haven't even been able to hurt him. In fact, the combination of the five warriors was able to produce a terrible combination of strength.

While Cakra Buana himself thinks that if it continues like this, it is not until when he will finish the fight. Even the energy in it will be drained more and more.

Thinking so, he shot back giving an even more devastating attack. The God's Heirloom Sword increasingly issued its prestige fiercely. The dense black smoke was getting steaming. Every sword slash, always giving rise to a flash of black light that brings about murder.

The five opponents of Cakra Buana were getting shocked. The attack of the Swordsman Maung Kulon is indeed terrible. They increasingly did not expect that there was a young swordsman who possessed such strength.

By utilizing the time available, the fifth again issued a style that is not less powerful. They moved in unison, as soon as five heirloom weapons came back against the devastating attack.

Fierce fighting was inevitable. The six warriors came back to fight desperately. The clashes and incandescence of sparks continued to spread in the vacuum of air.

The other warriors who saw this fight felt their own tension. Including Ling Zhi, she herself bit her lips as she saw Cakra Buana was in a state of being under the wind.

Patiently his hands clenched hard. He intends to help, but the intention is undone because he feels it will embarrass Cakra Buana himself.

In the arena itself, Cakra Buana is currently in a state of danger. Because his five opponent weapons continued to pound without giving the slightest gap to sigh calmly.

But all of that can still be faced by Cakra Buana calmly. Usually, a swordsman who is able to do something like this is he who has had very high intelligence.

And Cakra Buana comes into this.

After a long time of being under pressure, he suddenly shouted out loudly and then changed his attack style. The God Heirloom Sword trembled violently in his hand. His own body shot rapidly lunging in all directions.

He spun around while continuing to play the heirloom sword. The current battle of the Cakra Buana is twice as devastating as before. As a result, all opponents begin to feel overwhelmed.

Their attacks begin to slow down as they do not have the power to withstand the pressure of the Buana chakra.

"City …"

"City …"

"So.t …"

Several times the sounding. In the next instant, an opponent among them was hit by the Sword of the God Heirloom.

No doubt, his opponent immediately jumped back while holding his wound that began to feel very painful. He channeled pure air to ease the pain. But unfortunately, the wound still continues to be felt without being able to reduce the pain.

As a result, he did not directly follow the fight back. Because his body began to feel weak and cold sweat as big as soybeans had come out.

While the fight was still fierce, suddenly from the left came a long-range attack in the form of a yellow flash of light as big as a thigh.

"Grand …"

The explosion sounded loud. The five warriors who were fighting jumped backwards simultaneously. They're all shocked.

Before long, an old grandfather dressed as a sage came while holding a staff in his right hand. He floated downwards lightly.

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A little late sorry, there's business hehe. Later if there is a break up again😀