Episode 412 The ghost of Yukhapmun.
I wondered if my second son was being too persistent. Even considering that his nickname in his previous life was demon.
Because the dance continued so violently.
Inadvertently, I looked at my eldest brother. The eldest brother also looked at me with narrowed eyebrows. Our facial expressions should have been similar.
‘This isn’t a fight, it’s a life or death decision?’
My eldest brother and I exchanged looks with the same thought in mind, then looked at Bimu again.
‘If this continues, one person will die.’
The problem was that the second child could die, or the blood cult leader could die, and since the fight was going so bloody, the possibility of both dying was quite high. This is because sometimes demons even used similar techniques. Fortunately, the blood cult leader was of a high level, so he was not able to deal with the demon demon’s similar techniques at all.
I let out a sigh and kept my eyes on the girl with my arms crossed.
Because of my second son’s pride, I could not help it because it was a business that I should never intervene in.
At this time, blood-red spider webs shot out from the blood cult leader’s body in all directions like an explosion once again.
The second one took a step back, spraying the sword technique he had taught me before several times in front of him. Some of the blood stems were cut off, torn apart by the sword wind, and blocked by the sword curtain, but the blood stems that extended into the air gradually deformed into curves or whips over time and continued to rush at the demon demon.
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bak!
It was a season that was difficult to prevent, no matter who saw it.
In the end, part of the blood-red whip that glowed reddishly touched the demon’s body. The spirit of the demon demon was mixed with the terrible sound of hissing, and the roar of the strike hitting the ground was mixed with the laughter of the blood cultist.
In the end, the devil, who had prevented the season with all sorts of measures, was able to catch his breath a few times. The condition couldn’t be better.
“….”
The blood cult leader, who was watching the demon demon’s heavy breathing, tilted his head and asked.
“Do you really want to die?”
The demon answered.
“It’s not over yet, what kind of question is that?”
The blood cult leader said.
“As Moonju said, I thought Hwasan Bimmu was a place to check the high or low level of skill? “Are you saying this isn’t enough?”
The demon answered.
“Is that so? “But why am I below you?”
The blood cult leader let out a long laugh and charged again. This ignorant demon charged forward and swung his sword.
The blood cult leader held out his Great Cloud Sword, as if he intended to kill the second child, and a long sword suddenly stretched out.
The Demon Demon, who soared into the air, completely gave up his defense and held out his six-sword sword, and in an instant, the two men clashed again at close range.
I could quickly see with my own eyes why it was difficult to deal with the blood cult leader.
Because the attack was deep, even while dealing with the demon demon, blood-red spider webs came out from the blood cultist’s back and attacked simultaneously. So what the demon had to block was not just a single sword.
At that moment, as soon as the Demon Demon struck down the Great Cloud Sword, he cheerfully rotated his new form to the right, striking out six or seven Blood Qi in an instant, and immediately launched another counterattack.
He seemed to have become more adept at coping while fighting.
Now, it was difficult to simply call the demon a swordsman who could create an impenetrable defense.
Moreover, the strength of blood cultism is not infinite.
In terms of a swordsman, the blood energy used to subdue the demon demon is equivalent to several bursts of sword energy.
Maybe that’s why the two people clashed fiercely this time, only with swords.
The fight looked strange.
It certainly seemed like the total of internal attack and martial arts were about two moves behind, but not now.
The demon followed as if in pursuit, right up to the blood cult leader’s chin, and swung his sword like a wild beast.
Although he lacked internal power, he was determined to fight until his external power ran out.
Would you be more afraid of the blood cult leader or the heavenly evil?
A demon is a man who voluntarily came to train under Cheonak. He truly fought like a ghost against a strong opponent without once showing signs of intimidation.
Yes.
Ghost.
That seems to be the identity of the demon.
At that moment, a powerful energy wave exploded from the blood cult leader’s body, and the demon’s response was amazing.
The same sword technique that Lim So-baek had used while advancing in front of us was done in exactly the opposite direction, and in the end, he stepped forward as if breaking the ground and poured out a huge sword energy towards the front.
Aaaaeaaaeak!
The moonlight raced across the ground in a half-moon shape.
With a surprised expression on his face, the blood cult leader grabbed the Daeun Sword with both hands and struck it away with the blade covered in blood.
At that moment, a loud noise occurred that struck the ears of all spectators.
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Then, the blood cult leader took five or six steps back and looked at the demon demon.
“….”
His eyes were very wide. If he had not properly blocked the attack just now, the blood cult leader would have died.
We also checked the condition of the demon.
As I was clenching my mouth, my chest heaved once and I immediately spat out blood onto the floor.
It looks like he used more power than he had. In other words, he was using sword energy even while consuming his true energy.
I stared blankly at the demon.
Even the somewhat crazy blood cult leader was accepting the form of martial arts I suggested here.
Maybe everyone doesn’t understand the demon’s feelings. It was only then that I was able to understand what the Demon Demon’s mindset was like, recalling past events.
“hmm.”
In an instant, the surroundings became quiet.
The blood cult leader, who almost died when he let his guard down, is glaring at the demon without saying a word.
The demon continued to swallow the blood pouring out of its mouth while holding its position. The blood that came up gurgled and went back down past Mokuldae. If we continue to fight like this, it will be no different from the devil turning himself in.
The blood cult leader raised his Great Cloud Sword and looked at the demon for a moment.
“….”
The Demon Demon nodded and opened his mouth briefly.
“…come.”
The blood cult leader asked.
“I think I won, but do I really have to fight and die like that?”
The demon said what he wanted to say.
“Come.” Let’s see the end.”
“No, what the hell…”
The demon screamed.
“umbrella! “Come in.”
In the end, the demon attacked again.
The blood cult leader, who was quite surprised, blocked it with the Great Cloud Sword, but this time the sound of the swords clashing was different.
The Demon Demon’s true energy was disturbed and the flow of internal energy seemed to have been blocked for a moment, so he swung the Yukhap Sword with only external energy. However, it was quite fast and strong.
The blood cult leader must have noticed that the Demon Demon’s internal energy was not flowing smoothly, and while he was trying to block the Demon Demon’s sword, he grabbed the Demon Demon’s collar and threw it to one side.
The demon’s new form spun around in the air, landed safely on both feet, and glared at the blood cult leader as if he were going to kill him.
Blood was flowing from the mouth, but the ghost demon wiped it with his hand, and seemed to think that it was no use, so he spat out a handful of blood again.
The blood cult leader looked at the demon demon’s miserable face and smiled slightly.
“It’s nice to see Yukhap.”
When the blood cult leader suddenly thrust the Great Cloud Sword, the demon demon narrowed his eyes and glared at him.
“It’s not over. What are you doing?”
The blood cult leader scratched his forehead with his finger and looked at the demon with a strange expression. So it looked like he wasn’t managing his facial expressions well.
The blood cult leader spoke in a calm, subdued tone.
“Teacher Yukhap.”
“….”
The blood cult leader looked at the ground once and then spoke in a calm tone.
“I apologize for what happened at Tongcheonbang.”
The Demon Demon kept his mouth shut and watched the Blood Cult Leader.
The words of blood cultism continued.
“I know about your past. He is the only survivor of the Six Gates. I selected and killed the men in Tongcheonbang. It must have been especially difficult for you to bear. In fact, if Hao Wen-ju hadn’t stopped him at that time, he was planning to kill the rest as well. I thought it was something I overlooked and overlooked, but it seems you didn’t. “If you don’t forget Yuhemun, you won’t be able to forget Tongtianmun either.”
is it?
The demon demon glared at the blood cult leader with its molars clenched.
So, it seems that he endured the pain that has continued to this day in order to deal with the blood cult leader who casually killed Tongtianbang from the beginning until now. This means that I didn’t think of this fight as a competition in the first place. So, when the blood cult leader asked who his opponent was, the demon suddenly stood up.
The demon said.
“Apologizing like that doesn’t bring the dead back.”
The blood cult leader nodded.
“I know.”
The blood cult leader was also a man completely covered in blood, but now he had demons and his eyes were covered in the same amount of blood.
Two men covered in blood with different stories faced each other.
The demon said.
“Tong Tianfang is weak and cannot take revenge on you. I failed too. I know that it was accepted in the form of a non-dance. I lost. Blood cult leader, why did you kill innocent people so carelessly? It wasn’t even revenge. “There was a time when I was no different from you.”
After asking a question to the blood cult leader, the demon sat down in the lotus position and closed his eyes. The devil’s murmur came out as if he was about to have a fortune-telling meal.
“…I lost because I wasn’t good enough.”
It sounded as if the words were being delivered to the dead men in Tongcheonbang. So, it was an apology from the ghost of Yuhamun to the ghosts of Tongcheonbang.
Looking at it this way, there really wasn’t a ghost.
The head of the blood religion looked at the demon for a long time, then sat cross-legged on the spot and closed his eyes.
I never thought the dance would end like this in an instant.
When the above master was defeated, there was a lot of ridicule from the blood cultists and even applause, but this time, no one could say anything.
I looked at the two people who were having a good time.
In the midst of great silence, the owner of the plum tree himself appeared holding a tray and looked at the two people eating fortune-telling breakfast.
I asked him to bring water, but I asked him why he was so late.
The state brought fruit tea that was served to the religious leader and us.
Maehwajangju went to Cheonak without opening his mouth and silently offered him some fruit tea.
Cheonak received it first, and Baekui Seo Saeng also took the fruit tea without saying a word.
Maehwajangju said to Cheonak while slightly bowing his head.
“Senior, I didn’t know because my juniors didn’t know that you were a member of Samjae.”
Cheonak nodded while holding a teacup.
“Okay. “Because most people don’t know.”
“yes.”
Maehwajangju was also a stubborn man and did not talk to the white-robed student. Instead, he looked at the religious leader and spoke.
“Sir, would you like another cup of tea?”
The religious leader answered.
“Okay.”
There was extra fruit tea on the tray, so I answered right away.
“give it to me.”
“yes.”
“Why this delicious tea? “Give this to your eldest brother.”
“All right.”
Maehwajangju answered like Jeomsoy. It was a very excellent volcano sword. I asked Maehwajangju, who was handing fruit tea to my eldest brother.
“Did Jangju watch from inside?”
“Yes, Lord Moon.”
“How was it?”
At my question, everyone looked at Maehwajangju, who was holding an empty tray. Actually, everyone probably wanted to express their feelings about Bimu, but they couldn’t because of the atmosphere. So, Bimu’s review was entrusted to the owner of Maehwajangjang.
Maehwajangju said.
“I can’t discuss my skills because my skills are low. However, it was only after seeing Master Yukhap and Master Hyeol that I realized that he had been here for half his life, leisurely swinging his sword like a child playing. Was Gangho a place like this? “That’s how I feel.”
After all, it is the best sword of volcanoes.
I wanted to attack people’s expressions by saying, “Well said, my older junior,” but I couldn’t because of the atmosphere.
After drinking fruit tea, I spoke to the owner of the plum shop with a serious expression on my face.
“Jangju.”
“Yes, Lord Moon.”
“I have one wish of a lifetime. Will you grant it?”
“Please speak.”
I turned my head slightly to check the color of the sky. It was getting dark. Night would come soon.
He said to the owner of Maehwajang.
“At the moment, people who need to treat internal injuries are having a fortune-telling breakfast while occupying the space where the massage is performed, so it is not right in the atmosphere to continue the massage. The sun is setting, so if you prepare dinner, I want to eat with everyone here. “The fortune-telling breakfast will be over before then.”
Maehwajangju blinked a few times and looked at me.
“I was planning to prepare rice…of course.”
“is it?”
“yes.”
I looked at Maehwajangju with a serious expression.
“It’s not something to take for granted. “It is because the people gathered here eating together is something close to a miracle, both for the world and for the world.”
For a moment, Maehwajangju looked at the religious leader and Cheonak with a surprised expression.
“Oh yeah. “I will prepare quickly.”
“Please.”
While the plum liquor was going in, I inadvertently made eye contact with the white-robed student. The white-robed student was sipping tea and asked in a thirsty tone.
“…is it delicious?”
The white-robed student glared at me with an upset expression.
“Have you been so bad at speaking since you were born?”
“I heard it made even mites unlucky. How did you know?”
The nympho who had stayed still clicked his tongue and spoke, probably because he was angry because he couldn’t drink fruit tea.
“It’s childish. It’s childish. The real world is childish.”
I looked at Cheonak and the religious leader and asked in a serious tone.
“Among the nicknames of Mongrang, there is a nickname called Shit-swaegi. Would you like to hear the story?”
The demon had a straight face.
“Don’t do it, you bastard. Why are you talking about that now?”
The eldest brother sighed slightly and called me in a solemn tone.
“Third.”
“why.”
The eldest brother looked at me.
“Was it really necessary to hear this story before eating?”
“hmm.”
“stop.”
“okay.”
Seeing that no one was laughing even though the four major evildoers attacked together to this extent, I was able to see once again that the world’s masters had gathered in one place.
Where on earth would you go to meet such powerful enemies?
Things in this world are not easy.
