Episode 270
“Sohye!”
Namgung Sohye stepped back, spurting blood.
She thought she had made a decisive move, but Mo Yong-gong’s tension hit her in the chest.
“You’re still dull! “I don’t have enough experience.” Mo Yong-gong was panting and grinning.
Although it was only for a moment, I really missed the new model. If he had been as skilled as Namgung Jongak, he would have lost his life the moment he missed it.
However, Namgung Sohye was not at that level yet.
Although it was only a short moment, the location was determined by the wind shaking, and the speed of the sword that followed was also quite slow.
The difference between expert and inferior is not for nothing.
Namgung So-hye definitely caught Mo Yong-gong off guard, but Mo Yong-gong already had the strength to overcome even that crisis.
Mo Yong-gong smiled once more as he looked at Namgung So-hye, who was pushed out and coughing up blood.
Everyone in the Namgung family knelt down.
If Mo Yonghyeok were here, he would have been very happy.
Therefore, Prince Mo Yong once again strengthened his determination to bring Mo Yong Hyeokmun.
In order for the Moyong family to be reborn as the best family in the world!
Duke Mo Yong looked at the fallen members of the Namgung family.
The expressions on their faces as if they were out of breath and ready to collapse at any moment.
Memories of practicing martial arts and going through great hardships to overcome the Namgung family name over a long period of time passed by.
While I was laughing without even realizing it.
Drop-
something fell from his head.
“Elder?!”
The surprised members of the Moyong family approached him. A perplexed expression was evident as something incomprehensible was happening.
“What… nya… is this?”
Mo Yonggong let out a trembling voice as he touched the blood flowing from his head. I was confident I wasn’t cut, so why am I bleeding?
Sigh!
Blood spurted from Mo Yonggong’s head. Mo Yonggong, who had been laughing at the people of the Nangong family just a moment ago, was lying on the floor with a stern expression on his face.
“This… what the hell is this…!”
Looking at the people of the Moyong family who couldn’t help but be embarrassed, Namgung Sohye forced herself to stand up and hold the sword in her hand.
She took a deep breath and smiled softly.
“My sword… was a little faster.” Namgung So-hye raised her sword
with unbelievable words .
“Oh… Is that the Hwanjo Sword?”
Sadohak watched the entire situation with twinkling eyes.
Namgung So-hye, who clearly moved first, was hit by tension and retreated.
However, she had already swung her sword and cut off Mo Yonggong’s head.
Realizing it too late, it was a move that could never be prevented, and by the time the force was unleashed, Mo Yong-gong was already as good as a dead corpse.
“It’s fun, it’s fun.”
Sadohak burst out laughing.
Namgung-cheon’s prayers had recently changed, and his granddaughter was also growing at a fast pace.
This is why Moorim is so interesting.
Someone who had been at a low level for a long time suddenly rose to the top due to some reason.
Only one’s own talent and effort, not things like chance, opened the way for him to live.
Namgung Sohye instinctively found her own path.
She has taken one more step into this martial arts world.
Sadohak smiled and turned his head.
I’ve already seen everything there is to see.
Although the members of the Mo Yong family still survived, their morale had already collapsed due to the death of Mo Yong, their most important force.
Even if you didn’t look, the result was obvious.
“Now what happened over there?”
With those words, he quietly stood up.
Namgung-cheon, wearing a mask, walked aimlessly.
It was as if he was taking a leisurely walk, but with each step, it seemed as if a thousand pound-sized megalith was weighing down on his shoulders.
“I will definitely win today!”
“haha! “There’s nothing better than a drink with you!”
The voice heard is a memory from the past.
It is a relationship that cannot be undone and cannot be changed now.
A comrade whom I truly considered a close friend and with whom I thought we would walk together for the rest of our lives.
Namgung-cheon walked while watching his downfall before his eyes and remembering the wounds he inflicted.
The weight of the sword I was holding in my hand felt bigger today.
“ha-.”
I let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky.
The clear night sky with not a single dark cloud in sight made his mind particularly disturbed.
Eventually, Namgung-cheon stopped walking and turned his gaze towards one place.
“It’s a good night. To let someone go…” There was someone at the end of Nangong Cheon’s gaze.
I couldn’t find anything from the past anymore. As if he had turned into a demon, only his hideous appearance irritated his eyes, and his fiercely shining eyes did not even look like those of a human being.
“You’re already dead…”
Nam Gung-cheon sighed involuntarily.
I heard rumors, but I didn’t believe everything. This is because rumors are always exaggerated and different from reality.
But this time, all of that is true.
There was no life in his murderous eyes. The hand holding the sword was full of tendons, as if it would be able to hold on to the sword even if it were cut off. I have heard of Mo Yong-hyeok’s life.
Therefore, Namgungcheon opened his mouth with a somewhat sad expression.
“Are you not planning on stopping this?” There was no answer, but in fact, I already knew the answer.
Namgung-cheon, who came here with the intention of getting rid of everything, acknowledged that only one of them could get out of this place.
That’s why he stretched out the sword in his right hand and said.
“The only way to go is to die a shameful death. In that case, I will cut you down right here. Think of it as the last warmth I can give you.”
“Big… Da… Dan Woo-hyeon… Joo… Killing….”
“Do you still not know that it is impossible with that ability?”
In Mo Yong-hyeok’s mind, it seemed as if the only intention was to kill Dan Woo-hyeon.
Namgungcheon gave a calm look, but Mo Yonghyeokmun silently raised his sword.
The thick, deadly force spread even more violently and swept the surroundings.
Looking at it, Nangong Cheon lightly drew his sword.
Kwakwakwak!
The simply extended sword fiercely cut through the air. Although it was only a sword technique, it was a move that seemed to cut everything around it into two.
Kakakakang-!
Mo Yonghyeokmun blocked it with his sword.
He was pushed backwards with less force than usual, but was unharmed without any injuries.
It felt somewhat different from the past, when there was an absolute difference between Geomhwang and Geomseong.
“I see… Did you sell your soul to an evil spirit?”
Nangong Cheon smiled helplessly and couldn’t help but feel bitter. I don’t know what pushed Mo Yonghyeok to that extent, but this was also his decision.
“I heard something from that guy, so I thought it was true…” Namgung-cheon clicked his tongue. It was strange for someone who lost his dantian
to use his power again, but if he had gained stronger power, it was impossible with ordinary methods.
Therefore, it is said that Mo Yonghyeokmun touched a taboo that should never be touched.
Namgung-cheon took a step.
A heavy force flowed from his body.
A move that was invented a long time ago. His sword was made solely to deal with Sadohak.
The power of the Emperor Sword type spread in all directions.
Mo Yonghyeokmun reacted to the overwhelming power he felt for the first time.
Perhaps instinctively realizing that he had to attack first, he rushed forward.
Kakakang!
Already, only the instinct for killing remained in his head.
Therefore, the sword was trying to tear the opponent to pieces even more harshly and viciously.
This was no longer Mo Yonghyeokmun’s swordsmanship.
Kang-! Kakang!
Every time sword and sword clashed, the other person’s power was fully conveyed.
Unlike Mo Yong-hyeok, who wielded his sword like an animal, Nam Gung-cheon’s movements were very elegant and sophisticated.
The sound of Mo Yong-hyeok’s teeth grinding was heard, as if he felt the king’s gaze looking down on everything.
“Do you still have your sanity?” Suddenly!
Sigh!
Red blood splashed out.
I can’t say it was a deep wound, but it definitely cut my chest.
However, Mo Yonghyeokmun did not even frown once and continued to swing his sword.
Like a person who doesn’t even feel pain.
Namgungcheon’s gaze changed even more strangely.
“Can’t you even feel the wounds of the fabric anymore…?”
It is a sad and truly bitter story.
Mo Yonghyeokmun was alive, but not alive. I felt it right away, but it was so difficult to accept it as reality.
Damn it!
They cut each other’s bodies and took a step back.
A gap appeared for a moment, but it was once again filled by fierce fighting.
Quack!
The power that exploded in an instant turned the surrounding area into rubble. As it was a fight between the strongest players in the midfield, its impact was also significant.
He swung his sword to kill his opponent and did not hesitate in each move, so the sword was that sharp.
Cham choak choak!
My body was cut and blood splattered. Since both people were equal in number, it was never a fight where someone was pushed back and someone was overwhelmed.
Before we knew it, the ten sums of clashes had surpassed twenty sums, and as time passed, we were competing for the lilies again.
Even the forehead of Namgung Cheon, who thought he would never get tired, was sweating profusely.
Both of them had been cut and injured so many times that their condition had become so miserable that words could not be described.
It was none other than Namgung-cheon who tried to turn the situation around in a situation where it seemed like the game would not be won easily.
His sword became a little more sophisticated.
The difference between a certain Yonghyeokmun, who had nothing but killing on his mind, and Namgungcheon, who predicted every situation and coolly wielded his sword, was clearly revealed.
Suddenly!
The arms flew up.
Mo Yonghyeokmun’s arm holding the sword rose into the air. Mo Yong-hyeok’s gaze did not change, as if he still could not even feel the pain.
If I didn’t have a sword, I could feel the will to kill my opponent even by throwing myself.
Namgungcheon looked at it and closed his eyes tightly.
Suddenly!
Mo Yong-hyeok’s head, which had soared up, hit the ground and rolled.
The headless body stumbled wildly, blood spurted out, and then boom! It passed with a sound.
Namgungcheon captured the entire scene in his eyes.
“Rest in peace….”
Mo Yong-hyeok-mun, a swordsman who once commanded the martial arts kingdom of the central plains.
It was the moment when that name disappeared into history.
