Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 252

Chapter 252

A little surprise appeared on Jinmu’s face.

There are so many martial arts that represent shamans that it is difficult to count them. Because the shaman’s martial arts are excellent and outstanding.

But even within that, there was a gap.

Simgong is Yangui, Gyeonggong is Jeunjong, and the burial is Myeonjang and Sipdangeum.

and swordsmith.

There are countless famous swordsmiths through generations, but all shamans place the Taegeuk Hyesword (太極慧劍) on their throne.

Therefore, it is a swordsman that anyone who is a disciple of a shaman can learn, but there are only a few people who have been successful even after looking through history.

Kaaang!

In the meantime, a sharp metal sound resounded, and the warriors of the Daeryongbang rushed at Jinmyeong like a pack of dogs.

“her!”

Looking at Jinmyeong, Jinmu exclaimed.

A sword as thin as a blue thread, manifested from a rusty sword.

It is a state of will.

Among the elders of the current shaman, he pioneered one of the few realms.

Well, Cheongsang is such a genius, and Jinmu taught him, so it’s only natural that he’ll reach that level sooner or later.

If the achievement of Jinmyeong was accomplished alone, it would be truly surprising.

However, it seemed that he still lacked awareness of the sword.

“It’s a waste. If I had mastered Taegeukhyeom, I would have just cut them all.”

Even though he has reached his will, it is not enough that he is not able to demonstrate the true power of Taegeukhye Sword because he is bound by form and ceremony, and he hesitates in front of the enemy.

“By the way, why is the nobleman who said he went out for an outing is over there?”

In the midst of his sadness, Jin-dal tilts his head at the sudden question, and Jin-dal helps explain that he will not miss it.

“There are about 15 raids in total where the swordsman selected only the slave market run by the metallurgical party. I heard it disappeared for a while, but it seems to have reappeared.”

“A raid on the slave market?”

“yes. He said he saved people.”

Ah, so that’s why you attacked the Daeryongbang.

According to the information obtained from Haomen, the Dalongbang was a place where people were temporarily imprisoned before being sold to the slave market.

Anyway, things got tricky.

By Myung Se-chan, Jinmu’s identity had already been manipulated by Hao-mun, and Hamgu-ryeong was issued to those who knew.

Hard!

Again, a harsh metal sound is heard.

It’s different from before. A scratching sound that cannot be bounced off. It started to run out of power.

At first glance, there were countless numbers of people who were wounded by his sword and splattered blood, but no one lost their lives.

Fighting with the circumstances in their hands against those who foolishly want to kill themselves because they are afraid that someone is not a guru.

I’ll catch you soon

Sheesh, yes. let’s go ahead

It’s not about saving Jin Myung. this is just… … He intervened while trying to attack Daeryongbang.

“Okay, then shall we begin?”

“All right. Please wait a moment.”

When Jindal bows her head and gestures, a fire arrow is fired from a distance in the opposite direction of Daeryongbang.

At the same time, a fire rises with a popping sound in a place in the city center about a mile away from Daeryongbang.

Ho? it’s quite

Fire arrows were used as a signal to set fire to a place that had been prepared in advance.

It is a fairly large fire if the flame can be clearly seen even though the duck is away.

And since it was the fire that Hao Mun deliberately started, it wouldn’t be easily extinguished. The coffin, the people, and all will be focused on the fire.

Haowen, these bastards, anyway, have fine hair.

Jin-dal, who found him from behind, blushed as Jin-moo raised a thumb without looking back.

Anyway, it is necessary to hide your identity.

There is nothing good about knowing that the shaman’s disciple is with the Sapa people.

“Jindal. Do you have a mask?”

“There is a mask, but… … .”

Jinmu, who took out a black cloth from Jindal’s bosom and quickly wrapped it under his chin, spoke to Jindal.

“You guys just wait here. Just block it so that no one escapes.”

“… … yes?”

“I mean don’t interfere.”

“No, what is that? It’s nonsense. The number of enemies is too many. On the day when something goes wrong with God’s existence… … .”

“Don’t confuse me.”

“……?”

“This is not a request, it is an order.”

“…….”

Jinmu left the embarrassed Jindal behind and immediately flew towards the daeryongbang.

In order to destroy Daeryongbang, and also to meet the great brother-in-law, Jinmyeong.

* * *

Taegeuk Hyesom representing the shaman.

Among the three generations of shamans, there was no one who mastered Taegeukhyeom as much as Jinmyeong.

It was a difficult and difficult road.

As he went through bone-breaking training, he changed his interpretation of the sentence countless times, realized that the interpretation was wrong, and kept repeating his mistake again.

When he crossed the stage of burnout, Jinmyeong faced a long period of stagnation.

Taegeuk was the principle of yin and yang that exists in all things in the world. It needed unbridled freedom, sometimes uniting and sometimes splitting in two.

However, I realized that the formality of a shaman and the hardened thinking of a guru hindered that freedom.

then left the shaman It was a step to complete the Taegeuk Hye Sword with the heart of a seeker.

It’s been five years since I wandered like that. I was finally able to rise to the level of spirit.

But there was still a long way to go. It is still unable to escape from the framework of form and expression.

I knew instinctively that only when I broke the frame would I be able to learn the true Taegeukhyeok, but it was never easy.

I was extremely tired and exhausted.

Jin Myung felt that he needed a break and let go of everything.

but did not recover. Even if I wanted to put it down, it was not easy because it always lingered in my head.

In the meantime, his steps reached the island.

In the realm of Sapaecheon, I witnessed a scene I hadn’t seen before.

It was a sight he could not see until he left the shaman. He wandered freely, and it came as a great shock to him as he vaguely realized the ambiguity of the distinction between Sama Jeong itself.

The appearance of unmanned people persecuting the grassroots under the name of Sapa. Those who buy and sell people like animals and even take their lives for going against their nerves.

Growing up in the gates of a political faction, I was taught to distinguish between Sapa and Demonic Cults and reject them from a young age.

However, life is the most important thing in heaven and earth, so even the wicked could not kill it.

That’s what I thought, so I only inflicted injuries that I couldn’t move. His purpose was to save people, not indiscriminate killing.

Kaaang!

Jinmyung savagely slashed the sword that flew towards him and stepped back.

Chow!

The iron net to restrain him is wide open. Jinmyung’s eyes sink coldly, and the sword in his hand twists half a turn in a straight direction.

Zwik.

A refreshing blue sage flowed around him like a whirlwind along the twisted blade.

Chua!

Jinmyeong, who had been running away, jumped toward the iron net and put a simple movement on the rusty sword.

A thousand changes is a sword.

Even if the sword makes countless changes, it has only one beginning and only one end.

The first trick of Taegeukhyeom hits the center of the iron net.

Taaang!

The iron net that had been spread is folded like an umbrella centered on one point, and the sword changes again.

The second Myori was trapped inside the iron net, causing the blade to vibrate.

Close by!

The change in the sword occurred with Seonggi, tearing the iron net into pieces.

Whirik!

As Jinmyeong swung the sword roughly, pieces of the iron net shot out in all directions creating a spiral.

“Keuk!”

“Gagging!”

The fast-flying pieces of metal soon turned into fierce memorabilia and pierced the bodies of the surrounding enemies.

It was regrettable that some had lost their lives, but now he had no time to look after the situation.

Because there are so many of them, the layered encirclement crosses over the corpse and narrows, like a swarm of ants gathering.

And unlike the characters in Daeryongbang, the last line of the encirclement, those who were covered in red long robes with ugly tattoos on their faces as well as their bodies were pushing the encirclement.

They didn’t even care about the wounded or dead.

Their purpose was only one. Jinmyeong’s sword getting slower and slower by the wounded.

For that one thing, the warriors of the Daeryongbang pushed so hard that they couldn’t even escape.

And at some point, the moment Jinmyeong’s sword hesitates after being hit by a number of people, a soldier with a red long gun jumps in.

Perfuck.

It’s not cutting, it’s the sound of being hit.

The sharpened blade of Jinmyeong was embedded in the side of the soldier in the red long gun.

“……!”

I tried to take it out but it won’t come off.

Even as the sword slashed blood from his side, the soldier in the red long gun gripped the blade with both hands and smiled wickedly.

“This poisonous?”

Unexpectedly, confusion appears on Jinmyeong’s face, who did not expect that he would catch the sword that was full of sword energy with his body and stop it.

“It’s over, you bastard.”

A blue sword must be digging through his stomach, his flesh and muscles must have been cut and even his intestines shredded.

Does this guy feel no pain? why are you laughing?

There was even admiration at his tenacity, but there was no time to hesitate.

Jinmyeong, who was unable to use the sword due to the soldier in the red long gun, hurriedly spread encouragement and attacked those who gathered around him.

His energy, which had reached his spirit, was scattered in all directions, but it was difficult to continue the attack freely because his main weapon was a sword.

Jinmyeong began to go on the defensive like a praying mantis attacked by a swarm of ants.

The moment when you are surrounded by so many unmanned people that you cannot even move freely.

Charle, Charreuk!

Something with an insidious aura flew through the siege with a horrifying metal sound.

Chain scythes thrown by soldiers with red long guns that had settled into a circle before they knew it.

“this!”

The cruelty did not care even though the soldiers who surrounded Jinmyeong were being completely torn to pieces.

earth! Tadadang!

When the scythe hit by the fist with the seongi overlaid on it bounced, the connected chain flew away in a parabolic arc.

But for a while, the warriors in red long robes waved their hands and pulled, and the chains entangled in the air, forming a net again and tightening it as if wrapping Jinmyeong.

widely!

Realizing that Jinmyeong can no longer be stopped, he soars into the air.

Suga Gagak!

At the same time, a huge shadow sweeps through the atmosphere as if it had been waiting for it.

It was a much larger scythe than the chain scythe.

“……!”

Could it be that he waited for him to jump?

Jinmyeong, in a hurry, quickly twisted his body into a flying dragon and put the resulting rotational force into his fist and struck it.

Aaaaang!

A harsh roar that sounded like an explosion.

“Keugh!”

However, the power contained in it was formidable.

Although he was able to reduce the speed of the scythe, Jinmyeong, who could not completely block it, fell to the ground and rolled.

As soon as I tried to straighten my body, countless sword strikes flew at the same time this time.

earth! Hard!

Jinmyeong couldn’t fully straighten one knee and released tension in a hurry.

The moment he deflected the sword, a foot aimed at his chest.

Fuck!

It wasn’t a very strong energy, but because the center wasn’t properly held, Jinmyeong was pushed back again.

At the same time they took their chance, they didn’t give them a chance to rest.

The attacks of the unmanned people who filled the distances that were pushed out attacked Jinmyeong from all sides.

‘shit!’

Jinmyeong, whose face was distorted, mobilized all the shaman techniques he knew, but no matter how great the technique was, it could not compare to his ability to use swordsmanship.

phut! Papang!

The tension was released without a break and knocked out the warriors of the Daeryongbang.

The problem is the tattoo monsters wearing red long robes.

Again they stood back and watched the situation. As if you were hoping that you would be exhausted.

Jin Myung had to make a decision. It is impossible to determine the number of warriors filling the inside of the Great Dragon Room. He fell into a trap and had no chance of winning, so he had to run.

It’s a pity for the people who will suffer, but his ability was just that.

It would have been nice if they were stronger, but if they realized the level of the river, it wouldn’t have been difficult to subdue the villains.