Story of Maung Kulon

The Battle of Two Angels

The four comrades were furious when they saw one of their comrades die horribly. Therefore, they do not think of salvation at all. Now the goal is only one.

Kill Cakra Buana in any way!

All four have the same thoughts. So that from time to time, they increasingly aggressively send out their attacks. The flash of the sword is like a rainbow. So beautiful and charming. Apalgi behind a dark night.

But who would have thought, just behind its beauty, there is a threat that anyone does not want to be involved in.

Anger has gone up to the crown. Four opponents put all their abilities into action. As a result, the attack that came out was like lightning striking. Very fast and scary.

But Cakra Buana did not feel the slightest fear. He's getting excited. The more he saw the spirit opponent, then he would be even more excited.

Swordsman Maung Kulon still plays the style of Sky Split Two. Every swing of the sword he let out, always gave off a rumbling sound. The wind roared with death. His face changed like an angel of death.

Under these circumstances, no one dared to look at his face. Moreover, the sharp eyes were like the tip of the sword.

The four opponents focused on attacking Cakra Buana's weak point. One attack after another brings an energy that is difficult to describe. The longer, the more power the opponent has.

But behind that, the defense that had been solid like a black stone in a river, now created a gap as big as a cave hole.

The glint of the Godly Heirloom Sword blackened through the sky. Each of his slashes was like splitting the sky high. The effect of the sabetan extends with the killing air that continues to increase thick. The black smoke from the Godly Heirloom Sword came out increasingly concentrated.

The Buana chakra has increased its inner power. That means, the moves he put out became even more powerful.

It was proven that currently his four opponents were getting overwhelmed. They are forced into a defensive position. The endless clash after impact they felt. Every impact that occurs, the pain will be felt by all four opponents ranging from the palm of the hand to the base of the arm.

Cakra Buana saw this, so he did not reduce his attack power. It's just getting faster. As fast as the wind blows down a building. In an instant, the four of them were forced into a cornered state.

Buana's chakra snapped so much that his voice was like a mountain erupting. His sword was moving faster. His body was confined within the sword scroll he had created. One by one his opponents died under the sharpness of the Godly Sword.

Five moves later, they had all been killed amidst the blood that continued to flow profusely. Even his opponent who was the last, died until his head rolled right up to the foot of Eyang Batara Bodas.

Seeing this, inevitably even Eyang Batara Bodas trembled in his heart. His head was instantly shriveled when he saw the battle of Cakra Buana just now. The horseman in his eyes was no different from the angel of death.

"Now it's your turn .." snapped Cakra Buana.

Without stopping for a moment, he resumed his attack. This time the target is different, namely Eyang Batara Bodas. It seems that Cakra Buana really can not control his desires. A long-standing grudge now dominates the Swordsman Maung Kulon.

Meanwhile, the warriors have now completed all their tasks. After the fight they did stalled, it was time for the warriors to carry out their next task.

It is the plunder of wealth.

As fast as lightning, dozens of people flashed into the kingdom that was now being raged by fire. Because the building is very sturdy, so that the red whiz took quite a long time to really level it.

No less than twenty warriors, were now in the kingdom. They immediately searched for treasures that could be taken.

"You check the right. I'm on the left. We need to move fast. After all the treasures have been collected, Langung reports to the prince that the treasure must be used later," said a swordsman to all his colleagues.

In the middle of the courtyard, Ling Zhi was fighting fiercely against the Male Seductive Goddess. The fight is getting more and more intense. Both women were tough and fierce.

All the warriors who did not join the plunder, watched these two great battles. The swordsmen were surprised when they only learned of Ling Zhi's ability. Their eyes widened unwilling to blink.

With a beautiful face like an angel, a body that is able to make anyone tempted and added high silat science, which man does not want to have a lover like that?

All the warriors who were there would want it. It's just that they're not lucky. For those who are lovers of such women are their own leaders.

The Flower Sword clasped tightly in Ling Zhi's right hand. He continued to send rain of attacks to the opponent. The Male Teaser Goddess turned out to be using two short sword weapons. But even so, his sword movements were not less powerful than other long swords.

Snapping for the sake of snapping out from the mouths of the two angels. The beauty of his face is still clearly visible even in a state of great anger.

The Male Seductive Goddess attacked Ling Zhi from the front. Both of his short swords he revolved formed a whirlwind. Each swing of his sword contained a high amount of power. The trunk of a large tree, certainly will collapse if exposed to this attack.

Ling Zhi was no ordinary warrior. When he saw the opponent issuing death, he also did not want to lose.

Back the girl screamed loudly then lunged forward. Without a second thought, the Death-Splitting Angel again issued the style of the Shadow Sword Sukma. A high-level sword style that was rarely a match in his day.

The sword in Ling Zhi's hand. Like having eyes. The sword glittered pounding the plump body of the Male Seductive Goddess. He attacked nonstop thus overwhelming his opponent.

The Flower Sword was getting fiercer. Every single attack, scattered death around the place of battle. Ling Zhi's own body could not be seen clearly. His sword turned into having its own tribe. So wherever the opponent goes, the sword is always chasing.

The Male Teaser Goddess was getting angry. He did not expect that his opponent was able to hold out to this extent.

As soon as Ling Zhi snapped for the umpteenth time, the events out there happened.

"City …"

The sword sounds terrible. The sword held in the left hand of the Male Teaser Goddess bounced hard upwards. He was really surprised, now he had to fight with one sword.

As Ling Zhi's attack pounded her, the Male Goddess Temptor secretly picked up a needle with her left hand. His right hand still resisted the attack.

"Guard …"

Twenty silver needles shot out as fast as lightning. At this moment Ling Zhi's distance was very close. At least two steps. If Ling Zhi did not dodge the needle, she could kill the opponent. It's just that he's probably gonna die, too.

But if he avoids the needle, his opponent could be out of his grasp and maybe he will be attacked again.

However since there was no other choice, Ling Zhi preferred the second choice. He tried to avoid all the needles. The needle attack was missed. But the attack after the opponent's sword, unabated also finally able to hurt him.

"So.t …"

Ling Zhi's left arm was torn off. Her delicate white skin immediately turned red as blood started seeping out.