Story of Maung Kulon

Prohibited Forest II

Shrapnel of destroyed trees flying with the birds. Three all-black people were already close to the Nameless Swordsman.

Their swords have been removed and are ready to cut down the young man named Cakra Buana.

But the target still looks calm. It doesn't even seem to be doing any preparation. He only remained silent as he waited for the three opponents to arrive right in front of him.

Once the three arrived, Cakra Buana immediately dodged by jumping high and then retreating backwards.

The three attackers seemed annoyed that their joint attack had failed miserably. Without much behavior, the three had already charged towards the Nameless Swordsman back.

For this time, Cakra Buana did not remain silent. He didn't jump and then back off like he did just now.

Now, the Cakra Buana actually began to act when the three swords again grabbed him.

With a very agile movement, both of his hands had pegged the base of the three black men's arms.

They're bouncing five steps. If the handrails were less strong, it was certain that each of their swords had already fallen.

It was fortunate that Cakra Buana did not attack with all his might. He only moved both hands with his strength alone.

It was deliberately done to resuscitate the attackers indirectly. The intention of the Nameless Swordsman actually wants to "extend" their lives.

Only, the three members of the Death Skull Organization group, were unaware of this.

Instead of apologizing or leaving, they attacked him again.

The attack that came this time was much different than before. Because the current attack, contained more inner energy and mysterious aura.

Fortunately, their opponents were not random people.

He is Cakra Buana. The Swordsman Maung Kulon or who is now commonly called the Swordsman without a Name.

His big name is famous to the corners. Anyone would know him.

Once he had an attack like now, of course he did not panic at all.

Just by increasing the power in and the air is a little, for him it is more than enough.

When three attacks arrived. The Nameless Swordsman moved quickly.

Faster than anything.

His body suddenly disappeared from sight. No one can see for sure. But the next incident made the three menuedsng jerked in shock.

All of a sudden all of their swords had changed hands. As for themselves, now they only hold a tree branch. All three get the same ration.

"Are you looking for this?" cakra Buana asked as he showed the three spoiled swords.

"W-how can you do that? Asked one of the members of the Death Skull Organization.

They really do not believe in what happened to him.

"You don't need to know. But if you want to get back this cheap weapon, just take it" Cakra Buana said.

After saying the word just now, the Nameless Swordsman directly threw three loot swords belonging to the members of the Death Skull Organization.

Three swords slid like three arrows. His speed was extremely difficult for ordinary eyes to follow.

Even the three members of the organization were unable to see it clearly. They only had time to see a streak of bright white light darting rapidly towards him.

And just about two seconds later, the three members of the Death Skull Organization felt a cold object piercing right into their hearts.

At first it didn't feel anything. A moment later, they felt an immeasurable pain. Fresh red blood started seeping out. His face began to pale.

Until in the end the three men collapsed to the ground impaled by their respective weapons.

The Buana chakra does not linger. He immediately darted away back to walk down the Prohibition Forest. He was still not entirely sure that the situation was safe.

Meanwhile elsewhere, the Wingless Angel also experienced the same thing as the Nameless Swordsman.

The beautiful girl met five people dressed in all black.

If not a member of the Death Skull Organization, who else?

The fifth is equivalent to a middle class swordsman. Even so, it turns out they can work together very well and regularly.

Now six people have been fighting.

Five members of the organization have split positions. They attack from all sides. The five sword rods had been unsheathed and slashed several times towards the Wingless Angel.

Although their attacks are quite great and impressive, but there is still nothing in front of the beautiful woman Wingless Angel.

With his brilliance, he dodged the five strikes. The five opposing swords were made to just slash through empty spots.

Smooth skin and body like that Spanish guitar, waving gracefully dodging every opponent's attack.

The Wingless Angel thinks the same as Cakra Buana. He did not want to linger because his affairs were still a lot. Even the task is not finished.

Once knowing where the strength of the five opponents is, the beautiful woman immediately sets a step.

First he leaped up high and then down and down like a mighty eagle. He spun around while launching a great attack.

A sharp and quite strong wind was created as a result of the attack. The five members of the Death Skull Organization were thrown five steps away.

However, they immediately woke up again. Because the attack just now did not really start.

By the time the five attacked with sabers and sword stabs, the Wingless Angel was ready.

He spread out both his hands. A certain amount of inner energy had already come out along with his holy air.

Five attacks from all sides had arrived. But their swords were unable to pierce through the body of the Wingless Angel.

Let alone hurt, touch it can not.

The delicate body was like being protected by an invisible protector.

The next second, the Wingless Angel stomped both of his hands.

Five people bounced in all directions. Some trees are targeted. Their bodies feel crumpled.

No one can wake up. Because once they fell to the ground, their lives had so hard drifted the impact that occurred.

The Winged Tai Angel simply shook its head slowly. He instantly darted back through the outskirts of the forest to ensure safety there.

Within the forest, the entourage led by His Poison Hand Sacred Heart, had almost arrived in the middle. They have not all had any significant hindrance so far.

The figures assume that the old woman was indeed very empty of the path to go to the main headquarters of the Death Skull Organization.

Evidently, so far, they did not get any obstacles at all.

Everything was as smooth as water flowing to far away.

Now they stop for a moment. His Poison Hand Sacred Heart was like investigating in the depths of the forest there.

"Nobody moves. The more we go inside, the tighter the guard will be. In fact, the traps we will encounter will also be more and more," said the grandfather of the green forest.

Everyone nodded. But no one dared to raise their voice. Because if you make a sound and until heard by the enemy, their hope is exhausted.