Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 852

Episode 852. The secret of the Cheondun Sword?

Pacheon Demon Army Seokmuhae looked at Yeonjeokha with meaningful eyes.

He considered himself to be the best among the top 10 masters of Danggeum Murim.

Until now, the top 10 masters of the world have never been able to distinguish their superiority and inferiority through sword dance.

However, due to their actions revealed – purely for fun – the approximate rank was talked about, and the name of Seomuhae was always at the top.

Of course, the people of the Jeong faction ranked Won Gong Seon of Shaolin Temple and Taeheo Jinin of the shaman sect as the best, but Seo Mu-hae was the most widely known person in the world.

“I don’t know where you heard that, but it’s all nonsense.”

I let go of the pretense of dating.

It’s not just because Seo Wuhae is the closest person to him after Wu Feng Ten Jie.

He had no intention of competing with the top 10 masters in the world.

Can I join the Murim people’s ranking game after hearing the sound of half-gods in Kuju, the upper realm?

If Seok Mu-hae had known Yeon Jeok-ha’s true intentions, he would have been resilient, but he thought differently.

‘He doesn’t want to fight with me.’

It must be that he did not want to fight with the head of the household over the rank of the ten greatest masters in the world.

Considering his disposition to not be concerned with face, it is not understandable.

His inaction, seen about three years ago, was one or two steps lower than his own.

Except for martial gods, the gap cannot be closed in three years.

It doesn’t matter even if he is in the ranks of the top 10 masters in the world by chance.

If you think about it, there were more masters in the 100s who had not fought.

I haven’t competed with them yet, so should I compete with Yeon Jeok-ha?

Thinking that far, the speculation that arose slightly disappeared like melting snow.

“Looking at your prayers, it doesn’t seem like a rumor.”

Seo Moo-hae said as if he were looking up and looked at the complexion of Yeon-jeok-ha.

The condition of the enemy was strange.

He was like a mountain three years ago.

But now, like the wind, it was as if it were present or absent.

When martial arts reach their peak and are not revealed, it is called ‘nohhwasuncheong’ or ‘banbakgwijin’.

However, when you reach the realm of heaven and earth, you can see through even that.

However, the current dating seems really normal.

If it looked that way in your own eyes, it goes without saying to others.

Unless they knew his face, no one would see him as a Murim man without even carrying a weapon.

“I am special.”

At his humble and wallowing reply, Seo Mu-hae laughed.

When you look at it like that, it seems that the standard is not high.

“You used to carry a sword, but you’re bare-handed? I don’t think he gave up swordsmanship.”

Seokmuhae looked at Yeonjeokha with strange eyes.

Come to think of it, I remembered hearing the story of ‘he takes out a sword out of the air and uses it’.

Rumors are naturally exaggerated, so I heard it in my ears, but for some reason it bothered me.

Yeon Jeok-ha replied with a face that said nothing was wrong.

“I get the sword that swordsman Yeo Dong-bin used and carry it with me.”

“Lu Dongbin’s sword? But are you not empty-handed?”

“Should I show you this again…”

Yeonjeokha hesitated for a moment.

It was because he was worried that Seok Mu-hae, who saw the Cheondun Sword, would rekindle his fighting spirit again.

But looking at it that far, I couldn’t help but show it.

In the end, he pulled out the Cheondun Sword from the air.

“This is the Cheondun sword that Lu Dongbin used.”

Seo Mu-hae couldn’t hide his absurd expression when the sword came out of the air.

That old-fashioned blackness was not a gimmick, but a real one.

That’s not all.

The moment Yeonjeokha held the sword in his hand, he felt dizzy as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff.

Seo Mu-hae, who hurriedly came to his senses, sank heavily in his eyes.

Goosebumps were sprouting on both arms before I knew it.

The head looked down at Yeonjeokha with memories of the past, but the body did not.

Ordinary people would have fooled around in such a situation, but Seokmuhae was different.

If you turn around in front of fear, you will never overcome it for the rest of your life.

It’s even worse to pass it over just because you’re afraid in the realm of heaven and earth.

It is basic for martial arts to be stagnant, and in severe cases, it may even occur.

It is such a terrible thing that the heart is broken.

Speculation exploded like an active volcano in the eyes of the sunken Seokmuhae.

“I must have misunderstood. Rumors were reduced. Isn’t it?”

He did not deny that he had a relationship.

I just didn’t like fighting with someone who was considered close to me in heart.

But in life, there are things you can’t avoid.

He seemed to shrug his shoulders.

“It has been reduced a lot. There will be no time for me to stand shoulder to shoulder with a master in his twenties.”

Seok Mu-hae laughed poodle-poodle.

After all, he’s a guy who doesn’t know humility.

To reveal without hiding that you think of the ten greatest masters under your feet!

“You’ll know when you play against each other. Whether or not you deserve to say that.”

“Either way. I won’t look at you as an acquaintance, so don’t cross the line.”

Seokmuhae narrowed his eyes.

I don’t know if it was a consideration or a warning, but I could tell that it was for my own sake.

If someone else had said something like that, my throat would have been blown right away.

“Keep that in mind.”

Seokmuhae did not show his pride.

Looking at the goose bumps on both arms that hadn’t subsided yet, he couldn’t afford to do that.

“Follow me.”

With the horse, Wuhai Seo got up and went out of the inn.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was watching his back with an ambiguous face, slowly got up from his seat.

The Twelve Demons guarding the inn gathered toward Seokmuhae.

Seok Mu-hae, who was watching them, said in a calm tone.

“There is something to be calculated with the Tae Sang-ho Act. You will be waiting here.”

“yes!”

The Twelve Demons didn’t ask anything.

It was obvious that there was something to be calculated among the soldiers listening to the sound of the ten thousand and ten greatest masters.

Soon, Seokmuhae and Yeonjeokha parted through the night sky and disappeared.

Cheonpoison Mirang sneakily asked Ghost Youngja-kun.

“Shall we follow the executioner secretly?”

“If you have the confidence not to be found out by the head of the household, you can do that.”

“Sheesh! Are you telling me not to follow you?”

In the conversation between the two, Yin Pung Myo-kun suddenly interrupted.

“The first executioner will win, right?”

Then, Gwiyeongja-kun looked at Eumpungmyo-kun with an absurd face.

“Are you saying that? Even if Tae Sang-ho is lucky enough to take the last seat of the top 10 masters in the world, the head of the household is the best master in the world.”

“But the head of the housekeeper’s complexion looked so empty. You’ve never shown me anything like that before, have you?”

“Nonsense.”

Gwiyeongja-kun dismissed Eumpungmyogun’s words.

I didn’t want to imagine that the head of the household would lose to a younger enemy than the Twelve Demons.

Seomuhae, which was running to the north, finally stopped when the Yellow River blocked its way.

Seomuhae, who was watching the surface of the Yellow River where the moonlight broke, turned around.

“It must have been nine years since we first met when you were seventeen. Your appearance hasn’t changed much since then.”

“Are you pretending to be presbyopia?”

“It may not be life or death, but I will do my best. You better do your best.”

“If I do my best, the head of household doesn’t stand a chance. Surely you don’t want that?”

“joy! arrogant guy. I’m not a humble person either, but you’re too mad.”

Seo Muhae shook his head and slowly drew his sword.

Speculation like a typhoon came pouring out of him, who was tall and strong for an old man.

However, the rival enemy still did nothing but stared at him.

When he showed no resistance to his speculation, Shi Wuhai gritted his teeth.

There would be no reason to show off in a situation like this, so that must be the real face of the younger enemy.

To accept his own speculation, which is called the best of the ten best masters in the world, casually!

Like nine years ago, he held his best season, the Amcheonsura sword ceremony.

Nettle liquid -.

Seomuhae’s sword was shot at Yeonjeokha like an illusion.

He took out his sword from the air and swung it lightly.

jjwoong-!

Seokmuhae’s sword, which was advancing strangely, bounced back with a single sword.

Seokmuhae’s face hardened.

His grip throbbed as if it would be torn apart by a single sword strike.

It’s embarrassing to think that the young Jeok-ha’s internal skills are higher than her own!

It’s like hitting an iron wall.

He once again rushed towards the enemy enemy.

Cha Cha Cha Chang! car window-!

Sparks flew in the darkness whenever swords met each other.

‘Quit! The Amcheon Sura inspection doesn’t work…’

The Amcheon Sura inspection was carried out from beginning to end, but they did not take a single step back.

When Seo Mu-hae realized that he couldn’t overwhelm him with herbivore, he swung his sword wide and took three or four steps back.

“be careful!”

Before long, the tip of Seokmuhae’s sword released black energy like a thread.

A skein of swordsmanship wrapped around Yeonjeokha.

Just like nine years ago, he was imprisoned in the net of Darkness.

If there is a difference, in the past the swordsmanship was as thin as a thread, but now it is as thick as a finger.

Just by looking at it, you could tell how seriously Seo Wuhae was fighting.

For an instant, a light flashed in his eyes.

In the past, I had torn the web of sword energy little by little with the wheel of the weathering cataclysm.

But now I didn’t want to.

Would you say that you want to reciprocate to some extent to the best of Seokmuhae?

‘What would you like?’

As he recalled numerous sword strikes in his mind, he saw the Cheondun Sword.

The Cheondun sword, which has been handed down like a treasure of the Taoist family, is also a swordsmanship.

He found Lu Dongbin’s sword among them, but even now, the Taoist school uses the Tiandun sword as a swordsmanship.

The essence of Cheondun Geombeop is to ‘leave it as it is and remove artificial elements [無爲而爲]’.

In a word, it means getting out of herbivore.

Since some time, Yeonjeokha’s Mucho-sik has been following the basics of the Cheondun sword method.

‘That would be nice too.’

The Cheondun Sword soared into the sky and fell vertically.

It was as if he was trying to cut both ends of a skein of thread with one sword.

The finger-thick swords that surrounded Yeonjeokha suddenly snapped like sputum rice cakes.

Pupper puck-.

The origin of Daejeo Sword Skill is human.

The repulsive force created by the forcible destruction of the sword that had been formed for a long time returned to Seokmuhae.

‘Ugh!’

Seokmuhae’s upper body trembled lightly.

If it was a normal person, it would be shocking enough to pass out, but his eyes shone brightly.

In the past, he cut off his dark sword swordsmanship with the ardent method of dating.

But now, he just swung his sword vertically.

The sword net created with Amcheonsura Sword is not something that can be easily cut, and it

is impossible unless you are the best dharma treasure in the world, the history of a rising god, or a celestial swordsmith.

Is it a special ability that Lu Dongbin’s sword possesses?

Perhaps it is the power of an incomprehensibly strong internal force.

‘Couldn’t be… it’s not.’

I didn’t want to think of a swordsman who was immortal.

Isn’t there no way that a young boy who was only twenty-six years old had already reached such a stage?

Such hopes of Seo Mu-hae were soon dashed.

“how is it? Lastly, Muhayu (無何有) is the secret of the Cheondun Sword that I have mastered.”

Seriously disappointed, Seo Muhae lowered the tip of his sword to the ground.

“The secret of the Cheondun Sword? Didn’t the Cheondun sword mean that dharma treasure?”

“It’s quite usable as a swordsman’s rule. Muhayu is what I learned from the sword technique of the Cheondun Sword.”

It was difficult for Seo Mu-hae to understand Yeon Jeok-ha’s words.

It was too persecuted for the evaluation of the method of cutting the sword net of Amcheonsura Sword.

“I hear that there is a trick that is even greater than that. Is that correct?”

“of course.”

As if stimulated by those words, the drooping sword of Seokmuhae lifted its head.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who glanced at him, threw the sword of Cheondun into the Yellow River.

As it flew over the waters of the Yellow River, it grew larger and eventually covered half of the river’s width.

When Yeonjeokha flicked his sword, the huge Cheondun sword turned and flew at Seomuhae.

“This is the Pora Cheonji method of embracing the sky and the earth.”