Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 390

Episode 390

Come to think of it, why are there two of them?

After defeating three of the Six Emperors, there should be three left, but there are only two Hwabulyu and Yang Chunbaek in front of them.

Where is the owner of Northern Riga?

Could it be that they are hiding somewhere and waiting? In order to take advantage of their own gap while mingling with them?

I was confident about two, but three is impossible in the current state.

It was important to end the fight as soon as possible, but it was impossible to fight with danger.

Jinmu looked around with a sharp gaze to find the owner of Bukrigi, while devising a way to drop them and fight.

Because the current time was not on Jinmu’s side.

“But can it be just the two of us?”

“what?”

“Ma-ryong Gal Seong-hyeok Blue-Hwa Yeo-baek-gi Gwanghyeol Muk-ho-hyeon…”

“…”

“They weren’t doing anything special?”

Even at a glance, it seemed that the age difference would be enough for decades, but Jinmu was talking as if he was dealing with an inferior.

In the meantime, even a bluff full of leeway.

However, Hwabulyu and Yang Chunbaek did not show any displeasure at Jinmu’s words and actions.

In the Demonic School, where skill is prioritized over courtesy, Jinmu, whom they blocked now, was a strong enough person that it didn’t matter if he was even more arrogant and rude.

“The two of you are no match even if you hurt both arms, not just one. So go ahead and bring Bukri as well. Only then will I be able to inflict scratches on my body.”

“…”

Jinmu, who put the scabbard behind his waist, let out a fishy laugh.

each and every

The creepy sound of metal scraping through the snow made me frown.

“Hey, that Buk-ri bastard! It’s okay even if you don’t have it. Just the two of us is enough.”

“…”

Chunbaek Yang winked at Hwabulyu’s exasperated cry.

Seeing this, Jinmu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Do you have anything to be thankful for? To confirm with your whole body that there is no owner of Bukrigi.

So you’re saying it’s just the two of you here?

It is said that Yang Chun-baek’s miasma can’t even approach, put aside those who can’t even approach, and just defeat the two of you.

“With the two of you? Arthur. Then you guys bleed.”

The verification is over, and now we occupy a useful position.

Shaking his head exaggeratedly, Jinmu turned around like drawing a circle and approached the side of the two.

One step forward until they are next to each other.

The point at which Hwabulyu’s gaze is obscured by Yang Chunbaek.

Like a solar eclipse, it will only be a fleeting moment, but the moment when you will not be able to see the movement of Jinmu for a very short time.

You should aim for that time.

Normally, I would just jump in and beat him mercilessly, but in the current situation, I had no choice but to respond strategically.

The basics of the basics of fighting. after taking a favorable position.

good.

The moment he took the step he was aiming for, a bleak smile appeared on Jinmu’s lips.

“You bastard… can’t you?”

Yang Chunbaek, who had a puzzled expression for a moment, widened his eyes as if he realized Jinmu’s intention.

But it’s already too late.

The second strategy to win the fight.

Nothing else. player win.

Fain!

Jinmu, who radiated energy with all his strength toward Yongcheonhyeol, twisted his body and at the same time used the shaman’s Hojongbo to jump toward Yangchunbaek.

Because it overlapped Yang Chunbaek’s body for a very short time, Hwabulyu’s reaction was delayed as he missed Jinmu’s movements.

one breath.

That’s enough.

In an instant, Jinmu, who had dug himself into Yang Chunbaek’s arms, bent his knees and lowered his stance low, then rose up.

“this!”

Yang Chun-baek hurriedly crossed his arms, which were poisoned by the unexpected quick attack, in preparation for Jin-mu’s attack, and Hwabul-yu belatedly extended his dagger to help him.

But that’s the bait.

What Jinmu was really aiming for was Hwabulyu.

The movement of Jinmu, which looked like it was going to rise, brushed the ground as it was lowered and bent around Yang Chunbaek’s body.

“…!”

Yang Chunbaek missed the move and Jinmu had already passed him.

“Oh no!”

Wedge liquid!

Yang Chunbaek, who was about to bend his head following Jinmu’s movement, heard a threatening sound from the air in his ears.

It was one-of-a-kind.

If you try to defeat Hwabulyu while using the sword, it consumes a lot of energy, but it can’t be helped.

hang out for a while I’ll finish it soon and make you bloody shit too.

Taaang!

“Keuuugh!”

While Chunbaek Yang was captured by Ilhui, Jinmu dug into the side of Hwabulyu.

Hwabulyu, knowing that he had no chance of winning in a one-on-one fight with Jinmu, quickly tried to pull himself out.

He had to somehow escape this situation and work together with Yang Chunbaek.

Biting his lip, he kicked off the ground and tried to hide away, but Jinmu’s hand moved strangely in an instant.

tension? No preparatory action?

Due to the omission of the movement that should have been supposed, the blow that could not be stopped hit the chest of Hwabulyu and carved a clear craftsmanship.

Wow!

“Kuuk!”

With her face distorted in pain, Hwabulyu withdrew and groaned violently.

The shock was great.

What Jinmu used was a sipdangeum using the Muchonkyung, not an ordinary one.

It was annoying to use the martial arts of the palace, but now it was urgent to finish the fight with all my might.

Jinmu, who followed immediately after, swung his fist while stepping on the first defense of Chilseong.

don’t give it time

Since the distance was quite far, I was determined to finish it with the next blow, even if I had to concentrate all the nerves I shared with Ilhui.

The attack just now was enough to bite the nape of the neck. Its neck had to be crushed to completely incapacitate it.

Shuaak!

Jinmu’s fist flew away like a meteor, and Hwabulyu, who had barely stood up, instinctively swung his dagger and emitted demonic energy while being in shock.

Kwaaang!

The moment the two energies collided in the air exploded, Jinmu’s outstretched fist split into dozens of fists.

“…!”

Puck! Bubbubbubbuck!

A large, curved fist struck Hwabulyu in the chin, followed by the rest, leaving a dent in his body.

“Great.”

Unable to overcome the shock, Jinmu approached Hwabulyu, who was pushed away, and started hitting him randomly, stepping on the second and third defenses.

By the time Hwabulyu, who had been beaten as if being dragged by Jimmu’s fist as if a storm was raging, couldn’t control his body…

Jinmu, who disappeared while stepping on the fourth defense, appeared from behind Hwabulyu’s back and bumped into Hwabulyu’s whole body.

Chilseong area opening mountain wall.

Tuoong!

“Gagging!”

A shock that shattered the spine.

The only thing Hwabulyu, called the best killer of the Demonic Cult, could do was scream in pain.

It wasn’t easy to even keep my mind at bay. The sound of footsteps trampling the earth reached the ears of Hwabulyu, who had reached the point where he could not tell where the fist was coming from.

Whoops.

The moment Jinmu’s foot was driven like the root of a giant tree, the fist pulled by the waist held a gigantic seongi and was thrown out.

Kururung!

Gangi Seon-gang (仙罡) left his fist with a thunderclap.

The energy of the Chilseong Fist’s spear dragon emerged swallowed up the Hwabulyu.

Wow!

As soon as it touched the body, it was covered with the energy of an explosion like a shell fired from a cannon, and the fire oil that bounced off while spouting dark red blood was thrown into a giant tree and fell to the ground.

Jinmu, who caught up with him again, soared up, stepping on the last defense.

The moment it reached the extreme point, Jinmu’s fist, which twisted his body and turned toward Hwabulyu, slowly increased its speed and stretched out.

And a cloud of blue light falling like a meteor.

It was the last grass-eating white-hot meteor shower of the shaman Chilseong Kwon.

Wow! Kwak Kwa Kwak! bang! bang!

The blue haze that escaped from Jinmu’s hand continued to sink into the place where the Hwabulyu had fallen, like a lightning strike.

A fierce battle that took place like a storm in a short period of exactly seven steps.

With this, I got hold of Hwabulyu…

“Inoom!”

Kuryu Ryu Ryu!

A green poisonous river was shot toward Jinmu, who was in the air.

It’s not even very timely.

Yang Chun-baek shook off Il-hwi and attacked him, whose sympathy had been cut off due to his focus on trampling on Hwabul-yu.

But don’t get hit twice.

Fain!

Jinmu, who stepped on the air and twisted his body, tumbled around to avoid Dokgang and landed on the ground.

Yang Chun-baek had suffered quite a bit from Il-hui, and he had an expression of anger as well.

“How dare you use such a mean trick…”

“…”

This bastard has no brain… What kind of thought flow is all egocentric?

The despicable ones are you guys who worked together.

This is called skill, you bastard.

Don’t you think it’s easy for one person to deal with two people by using the winning sword and the leading weapon together?

Anyway, now you are left alone.

That’s what it means.

“My right hand actually hurts a lot. It will be bitter.”

“….”

“The mood is pretty shitty… so prepare to eat blood poop.”

When Jinmu smiled grimly and clenched his fists tightly, Yang Chunbaek finally realized his situation and his face turned white like a sheet of paper.

The Hwabulyu that can be seen behind Jinmu does not even squirm his fingers.

Is the week dead?

“If I had known in advance, I would have brought a diaper… Too bad.”

“…”

Even that smirking tone gave me goosebumps.

Uh… maybe it’s really blood poop…

It was impossible to face Jinmu alone.

No matter how much he has the name of the flesh, Jinmu’s inaction has long since surpassed them.

Isn’t there even a fire oil lying right in front of you?

do you have to run away?

If he reaps the miasma even now, the subordinates who have not been able to approach him will become a shield.

While Yang Chunbaek was rolling his head hard while facing Jinmu’s bleak eyes, a commotion came from afar.

Those who run like flying over the heads of the subordinates… the masters of the Senate?

A small sense of relief flashed in Yang Chunbaek’s eyes as he remembered the hope he had forgotten.

“Hey kid, that’s funny.”

“….”

“Are you trusting them now?”

Jinmu’s eyes shone cruelly.

“I know because I beat myself up a lot, but it doesn’t take long to make people bleed!”

“…!”

moved

No, it would be accurate to say that it was shot, and the moment Jinmu approached, Yang Chunbaek instinctively turned and ran.

Not to the bottom, but to the top of the heavenly mountain.

“이런 개새끼가. The bastard called Yukje runs away? You even left poison on my right arm?!”

Right Paa Ang!

Jinmu roughly stepped on the ground and increased his speed, chasing after Yang Chunbaek.

The two who had been reversed from the one who blocked and the one who pierced to the one who was pursued and the one who pursued disappeared into the clouds that covered the top of the mountain.

“Damn it! chase! Speed up! You must never miss him!”

Mokdeungyeo, who arrived late, found the Hwabulyu, stopped and shouted loudly, and the warriors of the Demonic Cult all at once climbed back toward the mountain.

* * *

“Stand there you bastard!”

“…!”

Yang Chunbaek really did his best.

What the hell are you doing when you’re all old?

It was the first time in my life that I had been chased like this.

devilish guy

He’s like a crazy monster who can’t be properly poisoned by miasma because of Seonggi.

What he possessed was clearly a lofty blue spirit, but what was contained in his voice and expression was cruelty like a demon.

“Ha ha ha! I will definitely squirt blood and avenge my right arm!”

What kind of bloody poop did the damned man have a grudge…

The grotesque laughter got closer and closer, chilling down his spine.

I’ve never been afraid of death, but I’m afraid of him.

For some reason, I was so scared that a more disastrous future would unfold than Hwabulyu.

Damn it would have been nice if the location was down there. Why were you on top of him?

Can not help it.

I have no choice but to hurry up and enter the territory of Northern Liga, which is in charge of the last gateway.

They didn’t agree with us, but I won’t let him harm me.

He must be tired too, so if he joins up with Buk-ri Do-pyeong to deal with it, he has a good chance of winning.

Yang Chunbaek, who ran with all his might to the point of tearing his lungs, saw the gateway to Bukri in his eyes.

A little bit more, a little bit further…

The moment he took his last step full of hope.

“Got it. You son of a mouse.”

“…!”

Suddenly, Jinmu’s bleak voice caught up with him and reached his ears.

Wow!

And at the same speed as he ran, Jinmu’s feet kicked the back of the head vigorously.

Kudangtang tudder duck.

Yang Chunbaek fell over as he was running and landed on the ground in an ugly way.

And Jinmu, who climbed onto his back, grabbed his waist tightly with his thighs.

“Now, I will give you the cruelest massage in the world.”

Wow!

The moment Jinmu’s pupils vomited white light, a merciless fist landed on Yang Chunbaek’s back like an explosion.

Pupper puck puck puck puck pup pupp pup pupp pup!

“Que-ek!”

An unimaginable shock delivered by the massage of Guta, who is greeted lying on the ground.

That painful time when every bone in the body, starting with the spine, melts like a mollusk.

Yang Chun-baek passed out in pain, feeling that the miserable future he had imagined had come true.

As you sink deeper and deeper into the ground.