Story of Maung Kulon

The Mountain-Slipping Sword God

Seeing that the opponent had twisted his staff and was ready to attack, Langlang Cakra Buana did not remain silent. The all-white young man then pulled back the Godly Sword from its scabbard.

His sword crossed in front of his chest, his right leg stretched slightly forward slightly bent. Left leg behind and left hand in front of the sword.

Now the student of Eyang Resi Patok Pati was ready to welcome the upcoming attack. Sure enough, shortly after he took the horses, the middle-aged man had already given his attack.

He thrust his skull-headed stick from a distance away, as a black colored beam shot towards Cakra Buana.

The young man in white dodged it easily. But again a black light attacked him. Even more and more, so Langlang Cakra Buana had to clump several times to avoid it.

The middle-aged man grew even more furious, as the young man who was now his opponent easily dodged all the attacks he had on.

"Good, you've got a pretty high intelligence. Now I'm getting serious. Let's see if you can defeat me the White Skull Demon .." said the middle-aged man who claimed to be nicknamed the White Skull Demon.

Langlang Cakra Buana did not reply, he just sharpened his vigilance. His eyes stared intently at the White Skull Demon, just like a tiger that was stalking prey.

"Hait …"

The attack came, the White Skull Demon leaped up and landed right in front of Langlang Cakra Buana. He immediately swung his navel bat.

Buana's chakra dodged, the wand that grabbed toward the face was spared. Not stopping there, the middle-aged man again gave an attack.

Now his skull-headed stick started swinging incessantly, it turned into a pinwheel. Its rotation was so fast that it brought forth a sharp roar of wind.

But even so, that disciple of Eyang Resi Patok Pati swiftly endured all the attacks of the White Skull Demon.

His God Heirloom Sword was able to fend off all those numerous visible attacks. Wherever the stick moves, the sword is always ready to deflect.

"Trangg .. trangg .. trangg …"

The two heirloom pieces collided until they made a slightly painful sound. Sparks sparkled, and a gleam of white and black light seemed to roll around confining the two.

"Haitse …"

The White Skull Demon moved its staff faster. Even this time there was heat on every swing. This is the greatness of the "Wand of Fire".

The longer, the more invisible the movement. Even his wand looks more than it was.

Langlang Cakra Buana began to be overwhelmed, several times his heart was almost an easy target.

"Hiyaa .. plaque …"

The White Skull Demon Stick fiercely smacked the Swordsman Maung Kulon's cheek. Until it makes it bounce until it spins twice and then falls rolling.

Langlang Cakra Buana tried to wake up again. From the corner of his left lip, there was a hint of slightly blackish viscous blood coming out. He rubbed the blood before getting up to continue the fight again.

"Hahaha .. once hit by the head of my stick alone is already in pain. Weak ground ..." said the White Skull Demon while laughing mockingly.

"I'm just testing to where your cleverness is. It turned out to be just this way," said Langlang Cakra Buana heating up his enemy.

"The Sword of a Thousand Shadows …"

Langlang Cakra Buana took out the sixth form of the Book of Gods Playing Sword. He attacked with lightning movements.

His sword snatched all over the enemy. So fast, even the Godly Heirloom Sword looked like there were a thousand.

The two fought back fiercely. They both have incredible movements. But the longer, the White Skull Demon looked increasingly overwhelmed.

"Brett …"

"Mahh …"

His clothes on the belly of the White Skull Demon were torn rather large. He took a few steps back and looked at his stomach. It turned out that the one that was torn was not only his clothes, but his stomach also managed to be torn quite deeply.

The demon's haste took the path of blood so as not to keep coming out. His eyes stared more sharply and hummed hatred towards Langlang Cakra Buana.

"White Skull Test …"

Suddenly the wind was crying out. The sound of Dedemit laughter suddenly sounded boisterous. Before long, a skull demon appeared in front of the middle-aged man.

The demon seemed to understand his master, so he immediately shot towards Langlang Cakra Buana and gave a great attack.

In just two blinks of an eye, the demon was already in front of him then swung the stick with a sharp sickle-like head as his weapon.

The White Skull Demon smiled in satisfaction, then he also attacked along with his own studies. Actually this is her flagship study, Ajian White Skull.

Rarely can anyone come out unharmed if he has issued this study. That's why he named himself as Satan the White Skull taken from his own name.

For a few moments the Cakra Buana can only dodge. I don't know how many times his body was hit by the middle of the stick.

Just the punch of his stick alone gave great pain. Especially the tip that is like a sharp sickle.

Because there was no other way, the young man all white also issued a higher nurse again.

"The Sword God Tearing Mount

…"

"Grush …"

Langlang Cakra Buana changed his attack style. This time his sword flashed faster. The sword twists and sometimes stabs and shreds. Like ready to rip off its prey.

Then not long after, the God Heirloom Sword forcefully grabbed the two.

"Brett …"

"Grnr …"

"Create …"

"Mahh …"

The Godly Heirloom Sword decisively tore through the chest of the White Skull Demon following with its recitation. The skull suddenly disappeared. While the master was silent for a moment before finally dying with his hands holding his wounds filled with blood.

"Hahhh .. troublesome." said Langlang Cakra Buana while looking at the corpse.

Then he went back into the cave where there were girls held there. The young white serha immediately released the girls.

At first the girls were scared of the young man. But after being explained, then they are relieved.

After everything was free, then Langlang Cakra Buana also drove the girls back to their homes.