< Episode 89: Sichuan Wind Clouds (3) >
‘!!!!!!’
The carriage door opens and two swords float in the air like swimming fish.
The moment he saw this the body of Xuanzi who had half-drawn his sword froze.
This was the same for other warriors of the Cheongseong faction.
“No way?”
“Igigeogum?”
There was no way a warrior wielding a sword would not know this.
It is known that it is possible only when a sword reaches a state and its level of internal strength approaches the wall of a wall which is known as Igigeeo Swordsmanship.
The warriors of the Qingcheng faction including the great Hyeonmunja were in an uproar.
There are not many swordsmen in the entire martial arts world who can handle this swordsmanship.
How could such a money-saving expert appear in a place like this?
Moreover no matter how much I looked at that face from before it only looked like he was about 17 or 18 years old let alone his age.
‘That can’t be possible. Huh!’
At that moment Xuanzi thought that it was not the young man who was showing this rare technique.
There must be something great in the carriage…
-Shoot!
It was that moment.
He was so startled by the sword flying at such high speed that he threw himself at him with all his might.
His sword barely grazed his left shoulder.
however
-Poof!
He himself dodged the sword but not the other warriors of the Qingcheng faction.
As if skewering him the sword instantly pierced through the heads and hearts of three Cheongseong Sect juniors.
– Puff poop!
“Oops!”
“Turn it off!”
Except for the one whose head was pierced two people fell with a deathly scream.
As three people lost their lives to the Igieo sword in an instant the warriors of the Cheongseong faction were so embarrassed that they dismantled their defense and scattered.
“Jungwan! Priest Buhyeon!”
“Phi Phat!”
There was no time to be angry or sad about the death of the executioners.
Mo Gyeong-un’s two swords Ak-jeu and Gyeop-sal pierced through the fleeing warriors of the Cheongseong faction at incredible speeds as if they were hunting.
-Pupupupup!
‘How could this happen…’
As four more people died in an instant Hyeonmunja’s eyes began to tremble like crazy.
Except for Jae-jae Jeong an apostate monk and monk he was all young so it was thought that he would not be that strong.
But that was a miscalculation.
They touched something they shouldn’t have touched.
He could be said to be a martial arts expert of Palseong (八星) or higher if he was able to use two Igigeo swords freely and render the first-class and beginner-level experts so helpless.
They were no longer in a position to do anything.
however
‘It’s impossible for everyone to run away.’
Nearly one-third of people are already dying.
If you use them as a shield you can save your own life but how can you abandon the priests and run away?
and
-Rurg!
The left shoulder cut by his sword looks strange.
I was clearly pressing the hemostasis point and sending energy to the injured area but blood continued to flow and the pain gradually became stronger.
‘It’s a strange sword.’
The wound on the cut area is not healing.
Even if I ran away like this I didn’t know what would happen.
Accordingly Hyeonmunja made a decision.
-Pot!
Hyunja threw a new model towards his carriage.
Even if you are a super expert if you exhaust your energy and attack Donggwijin’s moves wouldn’t you be able to buy a little time for the priests to escape?
“Great big brother!”
Seeing him like that one of the priests shouted.
Then without stopping his new sentence the current character shouted for everyone to hear.
“Everyone spread out!”
“Great ambassador!”
The priests who heard the shout were able to guess what the Grand Master’s intention was.
Believing that the sacrifice of the great execution could not be in vain they soon tried to disperse.
however
-Ugh!
At that moment a strong black energy arose from the two flying swords.
Then at a speed that was incomparable to before evil spirits and cowards began to penetrate the warriors of the Cheongseong faction.
-Pupupupup!
“Ouch!”
“Oops!”
Hyunja who had tried not to give him attention was shocked at the sight.
It had a completely different glow from other swords but it was definitely a sword.
‘What do you mean Igigeeogeomgang(以氣馭劒罡)?’
He couldn’t believe it.
Even super-adepts who had reached the level of Eight Stars could not display the miraculous skill of wielding a powerful sword by wielding a powerful sword.
That means
‘You’re a world-class expert at the level of Yu Yuk-cheon?’
It was a miracle that would not have been possible unless it was Six Heaven which is said to be the pinnacle of the current martial arts world.
Hyeonmunja was prepared to punish Donggwijin but the moment he saw Igieogeomgang he fell into despair rather than shock.
Who on earth is that person in that kiln?
Then it happened.
-Park!
Someone caught him by the back of his neck as he was swinging the new model.
And then he hit his face on the floor.
-bang!
“Turn it off!”
The person who grabbed him and hit him was none other than Seopchun.
He passed by without notice and tried to target his master Mok Gyeong-un so he immediately caught up with him and caught him.
Nie Chun grabbed his hair and lifted him up.
“If a junior tries to catch the king it will be used.”
“this guy!”
Hyeonmunja tried to shake off Nyeopchun’s hand that was grabbing his hair.
However the moment he grabbed his wrist he instinctively knew that Seop Chun’s strength far exceeded his.
‘no?’
What on earth are these guys?
The interest also seemed to be nothing more than a stipulation at best so what kind of power could be so strong?
I can’t believe it.
Hyeonja’s eyes trembled strongly.
What on earth is going to happen to Sacheon including the green forest surrounding Tangmun?
But he couldn’t continue his thoughts any longer.
-Wood!
This was because his neck was bent in the opposite direction by Nyeopchun.
Since they were the ones who chased after me just because I ran into them at the guesthouse there was nothing good about leaving behind regrets.
Seopchun who killed him licked his lips with regret.
From the looks of it he seems to be from a decent sect so I wondered what it would have been like if they had competed properly.
Because he was injured and impatient he was killed too easily.
‘but. ‘I guess it’s hard because I don’t have time.’
Then someone came up next to me and said.
“Get out of the way.”
He was the masked Marahyeon.
“huh?”
“It is the master’s order.”
“iced coffee.”
At this Nie Chun moved to the side.
Then Marahyeon took the sword of Hyeonmunja who had died with his neck broken and began to carve something on his forehead.
He pierced a line through the middle of the two yi (二) with a bell (縱-sero).
This was a sign of a secret meeting headed by the third Mokgan.
“This?”
“Engrave everything on the bodies of the dead.”
“Is that also your master’s order?”
“okay.”
“I understand.”
At Mara Hyun’s words he went towards the other dead people.
Meanwhile while floating in the air the villains and the goonssali who had killed all the warriors of the Cheongseong faction with the skill of the Igieo sword returned to the carriage.
Looking at the two magic swords Marahyeon clicked her tongue inwardly.
‘It continues to get stronger.’
Without moving a single step in that carriage he sensed the enemy’s movements just by feeling and killed them all.
Now it was astounding that it seemed to have risen to a level that was difficult to reach.
At this point it seemed like So Ye-rin the teacher would not be a match for her.
‘…What a monster.’
* * *
The morning of the fourth and final day when Seok Pae-woong King of Green Forest gave the finale.
Sponsorship of a villa within the Sichuan Dang family’s manor.
A woman with short hair and an elegant beauty who appeared to be in her early twenties was standing in front of the head of the family Dang In-in neatly folding her hands.
Danggaju Dang In-in who was staring at such a woman opened her mouth.
“Song. “Have you changed your mind yet?”
At this question the woman called Song-ah made a strange expression.
She said her name is Yesongah.
She was of mixed Tang family blood and she was the descendant of the branch Ye family and the only granddaughter of the Baehwagyo Seonghwa Command Spell.
“Matriarch…”
“Now is the last day he proposed. “What would you like me to do?”
Dan In-hae’s words reminded Yesong-ah of the conversation he had four days ago.
[I’ll be honest. My family is in crisis right now.]
[Is it because of those currently besieging the manor?]
[Of course because there are fighting kings they are also dangerous. But there is something bigger than that.]
[What if it’s bigger?]
[I don’t know where the information came from but the fact that I am protecting you is spreading everywhere.]
[ah….]
[There aren’t many ways to fix this.]
[….]
[You are also a branch of the main family so you are like family that needs to be protected but as the head of the family I must make a choice that puts the family first.]
[….]
Yesongah knew.
Just as she follows the doctrine of Baehwagyo Gaju strictly puts the interests of the party family first.
If it harms the party I will not forgive it even if it is a faction.
If it weren’t for ‘that’ she probably would have abandoned herself for the sake of the party without even saying this in the first place.
In the end talking about the situation in detail like this is ultimately
[However as long as you promise to abandon Baehwagyo and use your strength for the main family I will protect you even if it means risking everything.]
Yes that was the purpose.
Her grandmother the owner of her Holy Spirit lost her qualifications and her power was passed down to her.
And Tang Inhae the head of the Tang family wanted it.
It was for this purpose that I was given four days to think.
“Now depending on your decision I…”
-Quaaaang!
That was before the words were even finished.
A tremendous roar erupted.
Dan In-hae frowned at the loud noise that made even the villa building slightly tremble then stopped talking and went outside.
* * *
just a little while ago
Outside of Sacheondangga Manor.
King Seokpae Ung of Nokrimtu was sitting under the barracks with his arms crossed and his legs resting on the table.
He could not have predicted that he would complete the given period.
Looking at this there was no doubt that the Bae Hwa believer she was talking about was there.
Otherwise there was no way I could have wasted so much time.
However thanks to this a question arose.
‘Who on earth is that apostate Christian that the party is protecting so much?’
They were part of the Justice Alliance and members of the political faction.
For them the fact that they were protecting Christians was a fatal weakness and a stain on their reputation.
Nevertheless Sacheondangga was worried for four days without giving up on Baehwagyo.
In other words is it worth protecting even at the risk of all this?
‘What on earth is that?’
She came all this way because it was what she asked for but she doesn’t make useless demands either.
She was worth something so she made a request.
What is the reason?
Is there something special about that Baekhwa believer?
It was the car I was so puzzled about.
“hmm?”
‘!?’
Hearing a voice coming from somewhere Seok Pae-woong turned his attention to that place.
There I saw a young man with his arms crossed and a worried expression on his face.
One of Seok Pae-woong’s eyebrows rose.
‘What is this guy?’
He’s the first guy I’ve seen.
His clothes were neat and his face was very tall so it didn’t look like he was green.
But when did this guy come into the barracks?
‘Wait… Why didn’t I notice this guy coming so close?’
Something was strange.
In my opinion I didn’t feel anything special about this guy.
However as he approached he did not notice the presence.
Does this make sense?
He a member of the Eight Stars who is said to be the highest priest of the current martial arts world could not even detect the presence of such a young guy right in front of him?
“…Who is Little Brother?”
Seok Paewong lowered his legs stood up and opened his mouth.
Then the young man with his arms crossed and a worried expression opened his mouth.
“That’s strange.”
“what?”
“I came here because I heard the party was in crisis but it doesn’t look like a crisis at all.”
I did the impression of Seok Pae-woong.
What is this guy talking about now?
Could it be that he came to help the party?
“…What are you?”
“Me?”
“okay. “Then who do you think he’s talking about other than you?”
“aha! okay. “My name is Mujin the eldest son of the Yu family.”
“Yoo Moo-jin?”
It was my first time hearing this name.
Then a young man who called himself Yu Mujin scratched his head.
“Contrary to what I feared it doesn’t seem like a big deal so I’ll just go.”
“under!”
Seok Pae-woong snorted as if he was taken aback by his words.
“This is where you can come in and out as you please?”
“I guess I’m going because I have nothing to do.”
“Whoa.”
Seok Pae-woong sighed.
And the moment the sigh ended
-Sureuk!
His new form became blurred and soon arrived in front of a young man named Yu Mu-jin.
In an instant Seokpae Woong stepped in front of him and threw his fist towards the guy’s abdomen.
-puck!
Since it came without any sign it was a 5-star attack to test it properly.
however
“Is this all?”
‘!?’
Seokpae Woong’s eyes widened as he threw out his fist.
He didn’t hit me in the stomach it felt like I hit a thick rock.
Of course even a thick rock could be shattered by one’s fist but this guy was staring at him without moving a single step.
Now that I think about it I didn’t notice that this guy’s clothes were baggy but why is his upper body so thick?
The entire body is a mass of muscle.
It was then.
-puck!
“Tsk!”
Seok Pae-woong’s new brother was immediately pushed back five steps by the young man’s fist.
-Roaring!
The surroundings were in commotion.
The Green Forest Islanders who were watching Tuwang doing something could not help but be surprised by the sudden commotion.
It was because it was the first time I had seen the King of Green Forest being pushed out.
Seok Pae-woong the person involved was equally surprised.
– Throbbing!
My abdomen was pounding hard and my stomach was sore.
‘What kind of fist does this guy have…’
Even though I didn’t have much strength I was pushed back by a blow that shook my entire body.
As a result Seok Pae-woong seemed to have become alert and took a proper stance.
He was also confident that he would not be pushed down by anyone with his strength to the extent that he was able to occupy the first place in the Palseong with only external attack.
He poses like that
“oh. You are strong. “At this level he would be a pretty strong member of Moorim.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“I thought five steps would be enough but I think I need to do four steps.”
“what?”
What is this guy talking about?
I was puzzled but then I saw Yu Mujin fiddling with what looked like a golden ring on his right arm.
to turn it
-Let’s go together!
That sound is annoying.
Seok Pae-woong who felt something ominous about this moved first.
-Pot!
If he had a 5-star attack power just a moment ago this time he raised it to a 10-star attack power in one go.
This fist contained enough power to blow away a small mountain.
however
-widely!
‘Anit?’
A young man named Yu Mu-jin lightly caught his fist with one hand.
But that wasn’t the end.
-Shoooooo!
The biceps and forearm muscles of his right arm swelled clearly and soon became red enough for white steam to ooze out.
Seok Pae-woong’s eyes wavered at the sight so strange.
Then a young man named Yu Mu-jin said with a grin.
“You’d better bite down on this.”
“for a moment….”
-Quaaaang!
It was before I could say anything.
At that moment his new model hit the floor with a fist hitting his face.
The force was so strong that in an instant the floor caved in by nearly five feet and debris flew out in all directions.
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