Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 1575

Episode 1575 It’s not just a fox. (5)

A cool silence falls.

Yunjong looked blankly at the fallen Black Dragon King.

The blue sky was reflected in the eyes of the Black Dragon King, who couldn’t close them even after death.

The ending that no one can avoid is death.

However, the ending that felt premature to everyone has finally come to the Black Dragon King.

A strange sense of heterogeneity creeps into Yoonjong’s heart.

Those who worshiped the Black Dragon King Jeok Se-gwang, or even those who pointed and cursed him, would not be able to deny that he was a giant of the world who commanded the mighty world.

He finally died here.

“Uh….”

He shakes his head.

Yoonjong, who was helpless for a moment, heard the sound of someone falling down.

When I turned around, I saw Jo Geol sitting there helplessly.

“wake up!”

Then Baekcheon, who had fallen, quickly got up and grabbed Jogeol’s shoulder, who had collapsed. And with a rough hand, he raised Jo Geol.

“It’s not over yet!”

He spoke with a growl and cast a sharp gaze around.

Eighteen enemy troops along the Yangtze River, led by the Black Dragon King, were staring at this place in bewilderment.

Individually, they are not particularly threatening, but I have experienced to the point of admiration the power they exert when they come together.

I don’t know how those guys will get out of this situation.

So you have to stay strong somehow. Even if it’s a bluff, it doesn’t matter. It’s a hundred times a thousand times better than turning your back on excited beasts.

“Raise your sword!”

The tension that had been relieved by Baekcheon’s harsh voice became tense again.

The battered swordsmen and Hyeyeon turned to face each other and watched their surroundings with excited eyes. The determination to have each other’s backs was evident no matter what happens.

However, the enemy’s gaze was not directed at them in the first place.

“Heh, the Black Dragon King….”

“…This can’t be right.”

The faces of the enemies began to turn white as they looked at the cold body of the Black Dragon King.

Black Dragon King. He was truly a vicious ruler.

At least to his enemies in the eighteen Yangtze Rivers, he was literally a king and emperor.

It cannot be said that the Black Dragon King’s reign was a time of peace and prosperity. But no one would have thought that he would go in vain like this.

It was a death that was hard to believe, even with the body in front of him.

“…What do we do?”

“Tell me… what…”

“Is he really dead?”

“Revenge…”

The muttering sound spread widely like ripples on a lake.

Embarrassment, anger, fear, and countless other emotions that cannot be described.

Since thousands of people have gathered, the emotions flowing through the place are also divided into thousands of branches.

But this chaos will not last long. Soon everyone’s emotions will come together. It becomes a huge muddy current that cannot be stopped by human power.

It was none other than Baekcheon who threw a stone at them, who looked like a powder keg about to explode.

Quang!

Baekcheon kicked the fallen body of the Black Dragon King.

“Sasuk!”

“What have you done!”

It is one of the taboos to disgrace the body of a lion. This was not something any person, let alone a self-proclaimed Taoist, would do.

Empty!

However, Baekcheon did not intend to disgrace the Black Dragon King.

His true intentions were revealed when the kicked body of the Black Dragon King was lying naked.

“Ugh…”

“Hi…!”

The gruesome appearance of the corpse was blatantly exposed to the world.

Even after seeing that scene, no one could deny the death of the Black Dragon King. The enemies’ eyes began to tremble.

Baekcheon lightly picked up the scimitar that had fallen on the ground and aimed it at the enemies.

Those eyes were infinitely cold. Just looking at it was enough to send shivers down my spine.

Ogeum, who belatedly realized Baekcheon’s intentions, quickly increased his momentum and gave him strength.

“Ugh… Ugh!”

“Everyone run away!”

“The Black Dragon King is dead! The Black Dragon King!”

“Ooh, we’re all going to die too! “We have to go back to the Yangtze River. Hurry!”

It was only for a moment that the balance was lost.

A dam that has cracked and burst cannot be completely blocked. However, you can change the direction in which the water will burst.

Fortunately, the torrent created by the confusion in the waterway flowed in a different direction than Baekcheon’s group. This is because Baekcheon ignited their fear.

“Aaaah!”

The enemies that had gathered like a cloud began to run away without even looking back.

They were pushing and tangling with each other, almost like a flock of sheep facing a tiger.

Baekcheon, who had been watching the situation without relaxing, finally let out a soft sigh and gently lowered the scimitar he was holding.

dump.

As if that was a signal, Jogeol sat down on the floor. This time, it wasn’t just Jo Geol. The others who had been holding on also collapsed to the ground as if they were falling apart. The tension that had been maintained to the limit was released, as if a tightly pulled thread was suddenly snapped.

“…I lived.”

“I really… I really thought I was going to die.”

“I was scared.”

“You bastards. “Don’t relax yet…”

Baekcheon, who was about to say something, stumbled for a moment. I was able to barely support my body by sticking my scimitar into the ground.

“Ugh…”

Baekcheon let out a groan and shook his head when he saw the scattered enemies.

“I don’t know anymore, either.”

I don’t even have the strength to lift a finger. They were all so messed up that it was impossible to tell who had less and who had more.

“The Lord of Namgung. Are you okay?”

“…Do you look okay?”

“Seeing as you have the strength to farm, I guess you won’t die.”

“I… think I can… break the prejudice…”

Hyeyeon, who was still in good condition, took care of Namgung Dowi and went out. The voice was calm and nonchalant, but the hand that tied up Namgung Dowi’s wounds and instilled strength was quick and accurate.

Yoonjong, who was watching the scene in silence, glanced at Jogeol.

“Are you okay, girl?”

“Yes, death penalty.”

Jo Geol nodded slowly. But even then, he couldn’t take his eyes off the body of the Black Dragon King lying around. It was as if they were afraid that the Black Dragon King would jump up and attack them even now.

“You’re dead, right?”

“maybe.”

“You damn bastard…”

No matter how tough your life is, you can’t survive if your heart is pierced. Of course, Yunjong also felt like the Black Dragon King would rise up again and start rampaging at any moment.

“I never thought it would be this hard….”

These were not the words to say after defeating the Black Dragon King of the world. Even if someone who hears this points and curses, it would be considered an appropriate response.

But Ogham’s position was different.

The Black Dragon King may have had all his strength, but the current Black Dragon King had lost one of his arms and was unable to use his skills to the fullest.

I never thought I would have to go through this much trouble to cut down such a tooth.

“Because that’s what the battlefield is like.”

However, I now know that both Jo Geol, who shakes his head as if he is tired, and Yoon Jong, who is struggling to maintain a calm demeanor.

The direction of the battlefield is not necessarily determined by the power one has.

‘If I had been careful, I would have missed it.’

I have faced even stronger people.

The Black Dragon King is, of course, great, but even if he were in perfect condition, he is not on the level of the Bishop of Hangzhou.

However, he had strengths that were different from the strong men Ogum had faced so far.

The cunningness of not caring for face, the shamelessness of not being ashamed to run away, and the recklessness of getting what you want even if it means paying a big price.

‘In Gangho, that’s what they call skill.’

In that sense, the appearance shown by Jeok Se-gwang may fit the image of the ‘experienced’ Kang Ho-in discussed by Kang-ho.

What was scary was not his inaction, but the person he was.

At that time, Jogeol opened her mouth.

“But…”

“Hmm?”

He was staring at the fallen body of the Black Dragon King with a look of incomprehension on his face.

“…Why did you come back?”

Yunjong could not answer.

I saw that too. The Black Dragon King eventually broke through the siege. If he had kept running, the Black Dragon King would have been able to push himself into the sea of enemies and eventually escape.

This side, wounded and exhausted, would have had a hard time catching the Black Dragon King again.

Of course, the wounds suffered by the Black Dragon King were terrible, but wouldn’t he have been able to survive if he had just run away?

“But why…”

What is the reason for coming back? Jo Geol looked at Yoonjong as if looking for an answer, but Yoonjong also had no answer to give.

“Well… I don’t know. “I may have lost my mind because I lost so much blood.”

“…Is that so?”

“okay. And…”

Yunjong said calmly as he looked at the fallen Black Dragon King.

“Even if he had run away, he would have ended up dead here. “I would have caught up with him a hundred and a thousand times and taken his life away.”

“The death penalty?”

“well? “I don’t know…”

Yunjong’s eyes turned elsewhere. At the end of it stood a person leaning on his tired body, holding the Black Dragon King’s scimitar like a trophy.

Yunjong’s eyes were colored with various lights.

“…that guy would have done that.”

“….”

Jo Geol, who looked at Baek Cheon at Yoon Jong’s words, nodded as if it was true.

“I guess so.”

There was a faint smile on his lips.

* * *

Come on!

“Krr…”

The enemy with a large hole in his chest poured out blood bubbles. There was emptiness in the eyes as the light went out.

“Why… Why…”

Eighteen water tanks that make up the eighteen water features of the Yangtze River Waterway. Among them, the head of Ban Wi-gong, the chieftain of Jeokgyochae, who boasted enormous power, slowly fell down.

The sword, bearing its full weight, bent slightly. Soon, the limp body loses its strength and falls over the sword.

“Kruk….”

What he saw in his eyes, which had not yet stopped breathing, was numerous corpses. There are enough corpses and blood to dye this entire forest red. They are all the enemies of Jeokgyochae who ran to save the Black Dragon King.

They all had to give up their lives to the sword of one person who suddenly appeared.

“How…why are you…here….”

Pugh!

A merciless sword pierced his neck as he muttered something.

Ban Wei-gong, who was shaking like a seizure, stopped breathing.

“Sapa bastard is talking.”

Cheongmyeong glanced at the figure without any emotion and turned his gaze.

A wide field can be seen at a glance between the dense forest. Cheongmyeong looked towards the distance and muttered.

“You little fox….”

Damn!

As the Dark Plum Sword was swung through the air, droplets of blood flew out.

Cheongmyeong lightly slipped his sword into its scabbard, took a quick look around, and then walked toward the field.

But soon the walking stopped.

Cheongmyeong stood there as if contemplating something, and after a while, he muttered again.

“…at best.”

It was a voice mixed with strange emotions.

“It’s not just a fox.”

A cool smile finally blooms on your lips.

“Now.”

His steps became lighter and he took steps without hesitation.