Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 1269

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Episode 1269 Don’t worry about the bastards! (4)

“Aaaaaah!”

“Aaaahhh!”

One corner completely collapses.

Of course, compared to the army that seemed to cover the coast, the part that Qingming destroyed was so small that it could not even have a significant impact on the general trend.

However, those who are watching the situation calmly cannot help but clearly see with their own eyes the aftermath created by that small crack.

The waves that spread around Cheongmyeong gradually spread like concentric circles forming in a quiet lake. The army, which was charging at the opponent as if they were going to chew their flesh and drink their blood, hesitated for a moment and soon began to lose more and more momentum.

“Get out of the way!” “You bastards!”

“Stand back! Back off! “Aaaah!”

It was no longer a battle between an army of 1,000 men and one individual. Those who are completely fed up with Cheongmyeong, and those who are frightened, as befits the lofty name of Maninbang, turn and run away.

They had completely lost their senses and swung their swords indiscriminately at their comrades who were blocking them.

“Are these bastards crazy!”

“Why are you doing this!”

“Aaaahhh!”

Those who were hit by my colleague’s Tao were embarrassed at first and soon became angry. But in the end, my body stiffened in deep embarrassment.

‘What kind of situation is this?’

One Maninbando stiffened and looked around in confusion.

Confusion on the battlefield is common.

It is also very common for people to run away without being able to overcome their fear of death. Does that mean he had to be used to killing people from the beginning?

But the problem is that the people who have lost their minds and are threatening to run away, even brandishing weapons against their own side, are all veterans of the war.

This is not a rookie sent into battle for the first time. These are the devils of the battlefield who have already fought countless enemies and dyed countless sects with blood.

How on earth could such people run away from their enemies as if they had seen blood for the first time today? And that too in such a frenzy?

“Just calm down!”

“Move! Get out of the way! Move! Aaaaaaa!”

They were completely fed up, and even at this moment, they were struggling to run away, pressing down on him and pushing him. It seemed like if he didn’t get out of the way right away, he would be cut off entirely, along with the sword blocking his head.

“This is crazy…”

It was that moment.

Paaaaaaaa!

A sound that felt as if the air was being torn apart penetrated my eardrums. At the same time, a red line appeared on Maninbando’s chest as he tried his best to escape.

“What…”

The line, which was thin at first as if drawn with a fine pencil, gradually became thicker, and soon the upper body glided along the slanted line.

Even though the body was cut in half, the body that had not yet fully accepted death was still standing.

Sigh!

Red blood spurted from the cut section.

The person who was blocking the Maninbangdo, who was alive just a moment ago, saw it. A black shadow rushing beyond the fearfully gushing blood.

The red blood that soaked my black hair was scattering in all directions. What stands out most is the smiling lips peeking through long hair. And there were only pure white teeth.

“Aaaaaah!”

He finally realized why the people in front of him were trying to run away like crazy. Unfortunately, the Shinigami, who could not see him because his vision was blocked, did not even give him a chance to run away.

Paaaaaaaa!

His neck left his body and soared into the air with a fierce sound that exploded again.

An extremely short period of time until the head detached from the body reaches the absolute conclusion of ‘death’. He saw clearly.

The sight of Cheongmyeong jumping forward, trampling on his headless body like a black leopard stalking its prey.

‘I’d rather…’

The world turned black.

Now no one will ever know what the last thought he tried to think of was.

Hu Jiaming stared at the battlefield situation with cold eyes.

Just one person is literally trampling the Maninbangdo that he put so much effort into training.

Nevertheless, Hu Jiaming, who was staring at the situation without any sign of confusion on his face, suddenly looked down at his hands.

He slowly relaxed his clenched fists. I was exerting so much force that my pale hands began to bleed and I felt like ants were gnawing at me.

“after.”

Hu Jiaming let out a short breath and slowly shook his head.

You can pretend like nothing is wrong, but at this point, it’s actually ugly and excessive bravado. Hu Jiaming honestly admitted it. That he himself was greatly disturbed.

“…That doesn’t make sense.”

I can’t help but feel agitated because I know and understand why this situation has come to be.

It immediately suppresses the momentum with overwhelming power in the first battle. And if possible, they brutally slaughter their enemies. So that the enemy can clearly understand what kind of end they will face if they try to fight back.

Humans are ultimately beings who cannot help but be influenced by what they see with their eyes. No matter how objectively you try to understand the situation with your head, you end up accepting the fear that is right in front of you through your instincts.

Resulting victory?

I am in a situation where I am going to die right now, so what is the meaning of the victory I will gain after I die? Would the glory of all nations be even as important as a speck of dust to the person standing in front of that sword?

The moment a person turns around, fear becomes contagious. The contagious fear spreads quickly, destroying the morale of the entire army and ultimately destroying the will to fight back.

Hu Jiaming knew this method very well. The reason is simple. This is because it is a method that everyone has enjoyed using.

The fear given by the name Jang Il-so and the perception that they are a group of murderers who will not hesitate to go to hell if it is Jang Il-so’s name. It was Ho Ga-myeong and Jang Il-so, not anyone else, who created and promoted that perception. That way, enemies will be scared of them.

Based on fear, he shows an overwhelming performance in the first battle and then breaks the enemy’s morale. As a result, we achieved several victories that were thought to be impossible.

Now, Hu Jiaming has clearly realized what it will be like if they are subjected to the same methods they used.

No, that’s actually worse. Doesn’t it show how to trample on an army in a much more radical and cruel way?

“⋯⋯ Volcano Sword Association.”

That person is definitely not normal.

Jang Il-so said he did not know how to evaluate the madman named Hyeonjong, but his nickname was different. Looking at his family name, King Hyeonjong was nothing more or less than a friend who was absorbed in the name of agreement.

What he truly cannot understand is Cheongmyeong of the Hwasan Sword Association.

‘What on earth are you thinking?’

The strength of Cheongmyeong is not surprising. If you are surprised that Qingming is strong now, Hu Jiaming is just an idiot who is not qualified to call himself a soldier of all nations.

What he really couldn’t understand was the behavior of that madman who jumped in alone against a large army.

Is there no one in the world stronger than Qingming?

you’re welcome.

there is. It definitely exists. I am confident that even Jang Il-so is stronger than that volcano madman. Even in the political faction, a long sentence of a Japanese sect or a master of a secluded Jeondae may show a stronger appearance than that of Cheongmyeong.

And none of those powerful people would do something as reckless as the Hwasan Sword Association.

It’s not because life is precious. This is because he knows how much damage he would have to endure if he were to die as a result of his reckless actions.

But that crazy guy rushes in as if he doesn’t care if he dies at any time, swings his sword, and tramples on the enemy at the forefront.

It’s stupid, pathetic, and bug-like. If you look at the common sense of the family name, it was like that.

“Aaaahhh!”

“Run!”

“Aaaahhh!”

However, that foolish act so cruelly shattered the military discipline that Hu Jiaming had put so much effort into engraving into their bodies.

Hu Jiaming lowered his head again. The fist that I had barely consciously opened was clenched. When he saw that his fingernail was broken and bleeding, he closed his eyes.

‘A pseudonym.’

You have to admit it. This is something we already knew, but we need to acknowledge it and not just know it. That the author is not someone who can judge with his common sense.

“There is a lot of damage.”

Just as he was barely calming down his boiling stomach, he heard the mocking voice of the blood sword master, Goryang, in his ears.

“We can’t catch them.”

“⋯⋯.”

“This is not a fight between people. It’s a fight between beast and beast. Of course, when wildcats gather in groups, they catch tigers, but…”

A wry smile spread across the monster’s lips.

“That’s what happens when the wildcats have time to spare. When the one who takes the lead from the first step gets his neck ripped off and starts bleeding, all that’s left is a one-sided massacre.”

Momentum is especially important on the battlefield. And it is clear that the author, Hwasan Sword Hyeop, knows that fact through his senses and instincts.

“so? “It’s a battlefield that’s already been used, so you want to just take a look?”

“why? Are the lives of those dying a waste? “What is the family name of the world?”

Hu Jiaming looked at the monster with cold eyes.

“There’s nothing to look at with those eyes, soldier.”

The monster laughed darkly. Although he was laughing out loud, his eyes were coldly watching Cheongmyeong’s movements without missing a single moment.

“An animal cannot catch a tiger. It is the hunter who catches the tiger. Do you know what the most important thing is to catch a big tiger?”

“⋯⋯Not getting caught.”

“No, you will be caught.”

Hu Jiaming’s eyes narrowed with suspicion for a moment. However, Goeryang went ahead and explained it as if he knew it would happen.

“An ordinary tiger can be caught by surprise, as you said. But you can’t catch a real tiger using that method. The important thing is to let go of your strength. I make my presence known by emitting a scent from a distance where an attack is impossible. “To keep worrying about my existence for days and months and become exhausted.”

“⋯⋯.”

“That kind of life?”

The monster laughed eerily.

“Wouldn’t it be a glorious death if these shabby guys, who fill up the headcount, can at least drain the stamina of the Hwasan Sword Association? “I feel like applauding.”

“You guy.”

“Ah… instead.”

An eerie murderous look bloomed in the monster’s eyes.

“He will definitely die. “The more it goes wild, the more certain it becomes.”

Hu Jiaming quietly nodded, feeling the deadly force creeping up on him.

‘Hwasan Sword Association.’

His gaze fell squarely on Cheongmyeong, who was swinging his sword amidst the blood.

‘You will definitely be killed.’

Even if we lose everyone here, it is not a loss-making business if we can only kill the Hwasan Sword Association.

‘Definitely…’

I slowly relaxed my clenched fist.

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Return of the Blossoming Blade

Return of the Blossoming Blade

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The Novel Return of the Blossoming Blade, also known as Return of the Mount Hua Sect (화산귀환). This novel is fully machine translated. If you are confused about reading MTL, you can read it here daotranslate.com

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