Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 368

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Episode 368

It was the time of brutal slaughter that came with a blindingly white smile.

Red rain falls in a place where there are no dark clouds, and the earth vibrates wildly even though there is no earthquake.

Even though dozens of people wielded swords and clung to each other, Jinmu, who stood in them, moved without hesitation, as if he was not constrained by any restrictions.

The hand grabbing the arm of the unmanned man floating in the air and slamming it into the ground…

Kwaaaang!

His merciless feet stomped on the soldier’s breastbone with a violent explosion and jumped up.

Jin-sook, who witnessed the gruesome sight of grabbing the two heads with both hands and smashing them violently and trampling on the fallen man as it was, was unable to move.

He reached the tip of his spirit and crossed the level of the castle, but his body trembled at the slaughter unfolding before his eyes.

he was a slayer

The people of the palace referred to the Mukgeomdae as the Four Gods of the battlefield.

But now I know.

The fact that there is someone else who truly deserves to be called a god of death.

Whoops!

When Jinmu stepped down with all his might, everything around Jinmu exploded, and the soldiers caught in the explosion were thrown out as rags.

And the slayer who appeared at the center.

Jinmu grabbed the head of the swordsman with both hands and turned his gaze to Jinsuk.

In that terrible time, infinite silence and desolation flow.

The Mukgeomdae did not even approach the empty surroundings of Jinmu, and every time he took a step, he kept a siege formation and withdrew.

“I am.”

The slayer’s grim voice spread bleakly over the silence.

“He is a person who has come to value life.”

You value life…?

It was too inappropriate to be the words of someone who piled mountains of corpses everywhere and crossed a puddle of blood, but no one could talk.

How dare you speak when it is difficult to even breathe under the intense pressure?

“But… you guys woke me up.”

“….”

“The old past that our master tried to seal in the memories of the damned Dodong.”

Jinmu raises his chin slightly and smiles.

With his whole body stained with blood, he chant with a cruel yet cruel laugh.

“Isn’t it rare? I heard that killing people is a feeling of guilt, but you don’t feel that at all. Why? You are just four-legged beasts.”

“…!”

At the same time as the raised chin returned to its proper place, Jinmu’s pupils glowed with a ghastly glow, and before he knew it, the north wind-like chill that surrounded him blew in all directions.

“Let’s not drag it out too long. Because time is precious.”

Jinmu’s attitude changed.

The ink-colored sword that had been sucked into the outstretched hand touched the waist as if it were about to be fired, and the light in the eyes that had been forming was instantly captured and darkened.

A shaman’s courtship escape from the hands of Jinmu, who was reborn with the foot swordsmanship of Choshik.

It is the best martial art to throw away the throats of trash all at once. Fortunately, there are no allies nearby, so I’ll cut you down without worrying about it.

Whoa!

Black morale swarmed like a whirlwind on the black sword that touched his waist, and it was solemnly swung in a large circle as if the roots of a giant tree had been pulled out.

Suaang!

At the undefinable speed, whether it is fast or slow, the sword and air rub against each other, making a noise that makes your eardrums burst, and the long ink instructor stretches out in a spiral.

“Damn it! Avoid!”

At Jinsuk’s urgent cry, the warriors of the Mukgeomdae ran away all at once.

But it was too late.

It was because the instructor who spewed out like a thin solid line was already dividing the world up and down.

Smooth!

It doesn’t matter if it’s a tree or a rock.

The ink light instructor cut everything he touched without the slightest hesitation.

Among the warriors of the Mukgeomdae who ran away, those who belonged to the instructor’s movement path were split in half without taking a few steps, and those who escaped moaned and howled in pain with their limbs severed.

And Jinsook, who decided that it was too late to avoid the middle of the route, put all her strength into the sword and struck the instructor.

Aaaaang!

“Keuuugh!”

However, Jinmu’s strength at the end of the Ham River was not even comparable to Jinsuk’s clumsiness.

It breaks the strong qi created by squeezing it and cuts off the sword.

Fortunately, the speed was reduced to avoid being cut, but Jin-sook’s body, which was thrown out by the anti-elasticity generated by the collision, was violently slammed into a beautiful tree.

“Gagging!”

The shock that seemed to shatter the spine made it difficult to breathe properly, but Jin-suk quickly regained his composure and searched for the trace of Jin-mu.

He’s…

Shuaak!

There was nothing to do or look for.

Jinmu, who had escaped courtship, was flying straight toward Jinsuk.

Jinmu’s fist grazed over his bowed head with all his might.

Whoa!

A beautiful tree burst out like an explosion.

Pieces of wood that are split into small pieces and scattered in the air as if they were once united.

You have to run away.

The numerous martial arts that Jinsook had learned were of no help against the slayer in front of her.

He realized long ago that he was a strong master who was incomparable to himself.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, Jinsuk turned with all her might to one side of the forest.

Knock!

“Where are you going? It’s like this rat. ”

“…!”

Whoop!

The hair pulled with great force made a crackling sound.

With the pain as if the skin of her head was being ripped off, the reflection in Jin-sook’s eyes forced upward was a monster holding onto her hair and grinning eerily.

“Ah…”

“Ah, you’re saying the same thing.”

Kwajik!

The black fist broke Jinsook’s nose bone and pierced it.

Even before the shock dissipates, Jinmu’s fist falls like a shower and crushes Jinsook’s face mercilessly.

Kwajik! puck! Perpuck! puck!

The question of how many times was unnecessary.

Jinmu’s fist didn’t even give him a chance to scream.

By the time the sound of bones being crushed faded, Jinsuk’s legs sagged.

“Now, which one should I take next?”

Jinmu sweeps the surroundings with a look of ferocity in his eyes.

Jin-suk’s futile death. And the wave that that death drove.

“Ugh…”

He backed away.

The warriors of the Mukgeomdae, who prided themselves on being the strongest, realized.

No matter how cornered a mouse may bite a cat, a cat is a cat.

A bitten cat is only surprised, but a mouse has to risk its life.

“Aww!”

Usually, the end of fear and terror has been trained to collapse or to be unmanned, and they have chosen to run away. Do your best to find a way to live a little bit.

A chilly smile appeared on Jinmu’s lips as they fled in all directions like a flock of sparrows taking off all at once, startled by the sound of the gunner’s matchlock.

Son of a bitch… Do you think your own life is precious while treating other people’s lives as insignificant as flies?

I won’t let a single one live.

Those who were standing here with their feet on their feet, those who had any involvement in the abduction of the children, I will go to the ends of hell and kill them.

Paaang!

Jinmu, who had placed Jinsuk swaying casually, kicked off the ground and was shot out.

hunter and prey.

However, it was a hunt to thoroughly kill, not to capture.

* * *

“Is there still no contact from Jinsook?”

“yes. Contact was lost after the news that the enemies were heading to Gaekrap.”

“…”

Wrinkles formed between Samado’s forehead after hearing the report from Kyung Tae-jin, No. 1 of the black sword.

Did something happen to Jinsuk?

Come to think of it, even after receiving a call from Jinsuk and forming a siege around the guest room, the enemies are not appearing.

Could it be that the enemies lured him here with the goal of destroying each one?

Killed Jinsuk and 150 warriors and dug a trap to reduce the number on this side?

no it can’t be

It is a swordsman who selected only the elite of the elite and taught martial arts himself.

There are a hundred and fifty people like that, but there is no way they can fall into traps.

But what if something really happened?

I can’t easily draw a conclusion on either one. Between Samado’s forehead, the fan’s goal gradually deepened.

A lot of time has already passed.

According to the original plan, they should have waited for the main unit in front of Samdongcheon Castle.

The distance from the main camp is about half a day.

Now that they are moving on a large scale with the forcibly assembled warriors of Dongcheon, the distance may have increased.

What should I do?

Samado, who was deeply troubled, eventually came to the conclusion that he had to check Jinsuk before chasing the enemy.

“Damn Taejin!”

“Yes, Lord.”

Kyung Tae-jin immediately answered the call.

“Immediately find Jinsuk’s location…”

Piying!

Samado, unable to complete the command, turned his head to the minute porosity that passed by his ear.

Wedge liquid!

Something pierced the air and flew through the gaps between the unmanned people.

arrow?

No matter how much he was paying attention to other things, he was not good enough for arrows.

Percussion!

The arrow was caught in the lightly stirred hand.

“….”

A piece of cloth tightly tied to an arrowhead common in the market.

You hesitate. Are you afraid?

Turning his head to the direction the arrow had come from, Samado saw a soldier holding a bow and waving his wrist at the entrance of a valley heading far south.

“This son of a bitch…”

The area around Samado’s eyes trembled slightly at his provocation, which instantly blows up the conclusion.

It was evident that 150 black swords were laid and completely surrounded the Gaekrap area.

Even so, he leisurely passed through the encirclement and was beckoning toward himself as if he were raising a medicine.

“You guys really piss me off.”

Pudeudeuk.

Samado, whose molars had been shattered, kicked off the ground and flung himself with a hideous glow in his eyes.

“Follow me!”

At the movement of Samado, which was shot out like a thunderbolt, the sword swordsmen that formed the encirclement turned and ran in unison.

“….”

Daegung took a deep breath as he saw the Mukgeomdae, which had surrounded Gaekrap in a fan shape, following Samado towards a single point that was his.

It’s time to run again.

This is the most dangerous moment.

The warriors of Samdongcheon, saved by enemy raiding parties, were moving to a certain place and forming a defense.

Jinmu told Daegung to bring them there.

I’ve scratched their pride and provoked them as much as possible, so now I have to catch them by the tail.

So that those who are tired of being caught don’t stop chasing.

Daegung compared the size of the tree he had measured beforehand to the new type of Samado running towards him.

The point at which both are equal in size.

The distance is fifty chapters.

“Whoa…”

My body became as light as a feather as I exhaled slowly, and the history of stretching toward my two legs was contained in Yongcheonhyeol.

The moment when Samado, who was angry at the tip of his head, wildly swung a sword and threw a strong energy.

Koo Woo-wook.

The folded thigh and calf muscles swelled and quickly stretched out at the same time.

Paaang!

The body of the archery twists and turns and flies like a shot arrow.

Shuaak!

In an instant, Samado’s strong energy cut through the afterimage of the great bow.

“Do you think you will miss it!”

Samado, who had missed his prey by a hair’s breadth, could see nothing but a bow in his pupils.

Why is it one and not four?

Even though he should have thought why he stopped and waited until he attacked.

a little bit.

If I ran a little faster, I felt like I would be caught…

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The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Wandering Warrior of Wudang, Path of The Shaman
Score 8
Status: Completed
If the Grim Reaper calls your name three times, you will be taken to the underworld. “Hyeokyeon Mugang.” “Hyeokyeon Mugang.” “Hyeokyeon Mu…” You little shit! I want to live longer! Get out of here! I desperately swallowed the Herb of Immortality, and to my surprise, I actually lived! When I finally opened my eyes, thinking it was all a dream… I was surrounded by a bunch of old guys?! I asked where am, and—the Shamans’ Mountain?!!!!!!!! Somehow, I possessed the body of a pitiful errand boy… this is nuts! I… I am… I am the strongest of the strong, the head of the Sa Clan, Hyeokyeon Mugang!!! Why am I now part of a clan of Shamans?! Well, since I’m here, I might as well become the best disciple I can. The trashy master’s ruthless, no-holds-barred, immortal martial arts story “Path of the Shaman” begins!

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