Episode 1572 It’s not just a fox. (2)
“Die!”
Baekcheon’s face distorted.
Rush of crazy enemies? I’ve already been through enough.
A blow powerful enough to twist the stomach of an absolutely strong man running for his life? If that’s the case, I’ve experienced something worse than this.
No matter how strong the Black Dragon King is, he is nothing compared to the bishop he had to deal with in Hangzhou.
But strangely enough, this is the first time the two have been combined.
“damn!”
Baekcheon fiercely cut down the oncoming enemies.
At that moment, the Black Dragon King, who was holding his breath among the enemies, flew in like a protection and struck down the scimitar.
Baekcheon’s eyes boiled.
‘Don’t look down on me!’
Because I was already prepared, I was able to block Eonwoldo without difficulty. But it wasn’t completely without damage.
bang!
“Oops!”
The moment the sword collided with the sword, the shock shook my entire body. My insides literally collapsed and fishy blood flowed back into my throat.
If Baekcheon had been intact, he might have been able to withstand such a blow, but it was difficult for now.
“bloke!”
Nevertheless, Baekcheon forcefully swallowed the blood and swung his sword like a sword.
But, in vain and regret, it only split the void. The Black Dragon King had already retreated from behind the enemies.
“You coward!”
Jo Geol cursed as he saw the enemies continuing their attack and the Black Dragon King hiding behind them.
“Are you still the Black Dragon King? “He doesn’t know what shame is!”
“…So it must be Sapa Navuraeng. “Wish for what you wish for.”
“Not all Sapas are cowards like that bastard!”
Jo Geol and Yoon Jong’s desperate battle plan.
He tried to excite his opponent somehow, but the Black Dragon King just stared at Jo Geol with a snake-like face watching and targeting its prey.
As if at any moment there is an opening, they will rush in and sink their fangs into your neck.
“…Damn it.”
Jo Geol’s face gradually hardens.
Things have changed. Behind the blindly charging hounds, an experienced hunter stands and aims.
‘Wasn’t it something you had to jump into?’
My head kept getting more complicated.
It was then.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
Hyeyeon let out a golden glow along with a slightly harsher-than-usual displeasure sound.
Baekbo Shinwon. The season of Shaolin, where it is believed that nothing goes further than this when it comes to striking an opponent at extreme distances!
However, instead of facing the golden power head-on, the Black Dragon King skillfully turned his body to avoid the power.
“You can’t run away!”
Paaaaat!
As if she had already guessed that much, Hyeyeon rushed straight towards the Black Dragon King like a bullet.
At that moment, the Black Dragon King smiled bitterly, then grabbed the enemy next to him and threw him at Hyeyeon.
“Wicked…!”
It was the moment when Hyeyeon gritted her teeth and tried to push away the flying enemy.
Quack!
Something black suddenly popped out from the chest of the red-faced pirate. It was the scimitar of the Black Dragon King.
He threw a water droplet, blocking the view, and pierced the body to reach Hyeyeon.
‘What…?’
It is a terrible blow. Even Hyeyeon, who was usually calm, couldn’t help but freeze.
The scimitar was stuck in Hyeyeon’s chest.
Quad deuk!
“Sniiiiiiiim!”
Startled, Jogeol screamed like a scream.
Hyeyeon, who had been pushed back, raised her head. His reputation was not for nothing, and in the meantime, he was crossing his hands and tightening the scimitar that was dug into his chest.
Thanks to this, the scimitar, which should have already cut through the heart, stopped short of only piercing the fabric.
However, in return, Hyeyeon received deep cuts on both wrists.
“joy!”
Hehehe!
The Black Dragon King retrieved the scimitar and swung the spear horizontally, causing Hyeyeon’s body to float into the air. The corpse of a dead enemy with his chest pierced was torn to pieces on the spot and scattered in all directions.
“Black dragon waaaaaa!”
Lee Song-baek shouted in great anger. Red veins appeared in his eyes.
After all, he has never heard of it or imagined it.
Who in the world throws away his subordinates to use them as bait and cuts them down to wound the opponent’s skin?
Not if it’s a person. At the very least, it is something that can never be done and should not be done if you are wearing a human mask.
The sword filled with Lee Song-baek’s anger fell like a thunderbolt from the sky to the ground.
It was not the Black Dragon King who stopped Lee Song-baek.
Suddenly! Quad deuk!
The enemy’s long harpoons all flew at Lee Song-baek’s side as he momentarily lost his temper and was aiming for the Black Dragon King. The flashing blades mercilessly cut through Lee Song-baek’s skin and tore through his muscles.
However, even in the midst of this, Lee Song-baek’s sword and the Black Dragon King’s scimitar collided head-on.
Kwaaaaang!
The result was almost certain.
With a loud noise as if a bomb had exploded, Lee Song-baek’s body fell to the ground like a stone. The enemies caught up in the aftermath also fell, sprinkling blood.
The Black Dragon King quickly looked around again and ducked behind the enemies. It was a movement almost like a ghost.
After seeing this, Baekcheon felt his back becoming cold with cold sweat.
In the first place, the Black Dragon King Jeok Se-gwang was stronger than them. How scary it becomes when the strong can create a situation where they can fight only when they want to.
‘What about support?’
does not exist. Excluding Namgung Dowi, the only thing the Namgung family can do is hold on.
And even for Baekcheon and everyone they brought with them, it would take a lot more time to reach this place. Baeksang will have to do his best, but common sense suggests that it is difficult right now.
That means that the Black Dragon King must be captured only by those who are here now.
For the first time, a strange emotion appeared on Baekcheon’s face.
‘…No, you’re not wrong.’
You’re not wrong. It was definitely not wrong. The choice he made is right.
But… were you really prepared to take that risk? Are you willing to accept losing everything because of this choice?
…Aren’t you just looking down on the other person?
Baekcheon bit his lower lip tightly.
The Black Dragon King is strong.
We are not discussing only force. He was cool even in a desperate situation and used everything he had to push Chun Woo-maeng into a corner.
Even though he knew that the ‘strength’ discussed in Gangho did not refer only to Ilshin’s inaction, Baekcheon pushed ahead with all of this.
Even though I knew that the skill and cleverness of someone as high as the Black Dragon King would not be comparable to this one.
“Are you planning on not coming any more?”
As proof, the Black Dragon King was staring at us without the slightest sign of nervousness. It is the face of someone who fully knows that the longer time passes, the more advantageous it will be for him.
fox.
That one word never leaves Baekcheon’s head. A fox with the might of a tiger on its back. Hogahowi (狐假虎威).
Just a fox cub…
Baekcheon grabbed his sword tightly.
At that time, I heard a faint, trembling voice next to me.
“…Oh, isn’t it time to come?”
Jo Geol, carrying Namgung Dowi on his back, was looking around as if looking for something.
“No, he must have heard the news… Then by now…”
Wood clatter.
Baekcheon gritted his teeth.
I’m not angry about that complacency.
The longer you wait, the more enemies will come. This is a situation that cannot be delayed even for a moment.
Nevertheless, Baekcheon was wasting time in the name of stopping the sword and coming up with a countermeasure. Jo Geol’s words immediately awakened my true feelings, which I was not even aware of. So I got angry.
I was waiting. May clarity come. I hope you resolve the crisis as usual.
okay. Like a fox cub waiting for a tiger.
What the Black Dragon King said is correct. Without a tiger, I’m just a fox cub who can’t do anything. A stupid and arrogant fox who thinks the tiger’s power is his own.
Crack.
Baekcheon, unable to overcome the feelings of self-destruction and disgust that flooded him, grabbed his sword tightly, and someone’s voice pierced his ears.
“He’s not coming.”
“execution!”
It was Yoonjong. He stepped forward, bleeding from his side, and aimed his sword at the Black Dragon King.
Yu Iseol, whose mouth was stained red with blood, also stood next to Yoon Jong, speaking more strongly than usual.
“You can’t even let me come.”
Her cold eyes fell on the Black Dragon King. The ones who flinched at those eyes were Baekcheon and Jo Geol.
“Amitabha Buddha….”
Hyeyeon also nodded and walked over.
“It is true that the Cheongmyeong donor is great… but we are also not the ones who can do nothing without him.”
Yunjong turned his head and stared at Baekcheon. It was a look in his eyes that showed no emotion whatsoever.
Baekcheon trembled faintly.
Because Yoonjong’s eyes seemed to be speaking.
Is this really what you wanted? Is it really right to jump headlong into a topic where you have no ability, get other disciples caught up in it, and ultimately end up throwing their lives away meaninglessly?
Of course, I know this is the voice of guilt inside him. Still, I had no choice but to bow my head.
But what came out of Yoonjong’s mouth were completely different words.
“Sasuk.”
“…Yoonjong, I am.”
“Order.”
Bai Qian’s face was a little dazed with surprise.
In Yunjong’s eyes, it wasn’t a reprimand. That was… a firm belief.
“…This is not an opponent you can fight with and defeat. “If multiple opponents want to fight, shouldn’t we do the same?”
“That’s right.”
“Definitely angry!”
Yu Yi-seol nodded lightly and Jo Geol also strongly agreed.
“I can trust Director Jang Moon’s instructions.”
Lee Song-baek, who had been thrown back by the Black Dragon King’s sword, also came to Baek-cheon’s side, wiping the blood that had just flowed from his lips.
Jin Geum-ryong, with blatant dissatisfaction written on his face, also came to the other side. I don’t like it, but it’s like there’s nothing I can do about it now.
Baekcheon blankly watched all the movements and the young trust on each person’s face. Both eyes trembled briefly.
Just a fox cub. A fool who used the might of a tiger to show off.
But they believe in him. They believe without question the culprit who brought them into this crisis.
So what should he do?
‘…It was decided from the beginning.’
What he should do. What he was trying to do.
Baekcheon immediately stretched out his hand. To Namgung Do-wi, who makes Jogeol’s body heavy and slow.
“Sasuk?”
“This way.”
Baekcheon took over Namgungdowi and carried him on his back. He even took out the bandages in his arms and wrapped them around my body to secure them.
“Jo girl! Yoonjong! It’s the same as always. Open the way!”
“yes.”
“Please leave it to me!”
I forgot about it for a while, but Jo Geol and Yoon Jong are one in the first place. Their power can be fully demonstrated when they fight together rather than when they are alone.
“monk! “You small group!”
“Please speak, Lord.”
“Yes, Deputy Jangmun!”
“He puts all his power into one strike. If the first two people clear the way, please completely block their attack just once!”
“yes!”
“I will definitely do it.”
Baekcheon’s gaze fell on Yu Iseol’s back.
“Samae. Aim for his back! whenever!”
“all right.”
Yu Iseol answered calmly.
“I am?”
Baekcheon glanced back at Jingeumryong.
The moment he saw that unlucky face, a blunt voice came out of Baekcheon’s mouth.
“Take cover, idiot.”
“…If you survive here, you are next. “Remember Jin Jin-ryong.”
Baekcheon chuckled at Jingeumryong’s angry voice.
He held his sword tightly and kept his eyes on the Black Dragon King, who was still moving cautiously.
There won’t be multiple opportunities. No, it will only be this once. If this strike fails, the only thing left is to die like a truly pathetic fox.
No… it doesn’t matter if it’s a fox.
In the first place, what he learned was not how to become a criminal. Even a wildcat, not a fox, can fight. If you can’t become a tiger, just become a fox that bites and kills a tiger.
If you stare intently, you will see it.
The end of the scimitar waving slightly as the Black Dragon King breathes.
consolation. Under. Up again. And…
“Now!”
As soon as Baekcheon’s signal went off, he shot forward like lightning. Everyone followed behind him as if they were being led.
The thick, bloody smell, the heat that heats your face, the pressure that feels like it’s crushing your heart, and the death that stings your skin.
After overcoming all that, Jo Geol’s sword was extended.
A true sword named Jogeol that Baekcheon, who lost his own sword, acquired.
