Episode 1580. Take it somewhere. (5)
“Ah-mi-ta-bul!”
There was a resounding, but at the same time, an angry roar that seemed to be fueled by evil.
The Shaolin monks charging at the vanguard were exuding a force that could hardly be considered Buddhist.
If an unmanned person saw it, it would feel majestic, but if people walking the same Buddhist temple saw it, it would be so extreme that they would frown.
However, for Shaolin monks, it was indeed a natural thing.
Haven’t we suffered the most hardships in the world since the Yangtze River Disaster? They lost their honor and gave up their pride. Even among the same Shaolin monks, there was antagonism and division.
Even though he had not committed anything himself, he had to endure the harshness of the consequences with his whole body.
But the culprit of it all is now right in front of their eyes.
“Paguuuuun!”
Someone’s shout sounded as if it would burst my eardrums.
The eyes of the Shaolin monks suddenly became sharper.
okay. It’s the author. The source of all evil that threw the world into chaos, took the lives of countless people, and even threw Shaolin into a filthy cesspool!
It was called ‘avoidance’.
Can Jang Il-so even guess how cruelly that single word struck So-rim’s heart?
It means that all the shame they have endured through clenching their teeth so far has been beyond meaningless and cowardly. Do you understand what this means to someone who belongs to Shaolin?
“Exterminate the enemy!”
The impact of the anger left behind by the word ‘avoidance’ was greater than expected. Even Dharma, who had always led the monks calmly, could not control his anger at this moment and increased his momentum.
And their anger and hostility grew even louder the moment they saw Jang Il-so standing quietly and staring at them.
Yes, I am the author!
The author is the devil who brought about all of this and who played a role in the world with his tongue.
The flashy red long sleeves were as clear as the North Star even in the chaos of so many people mingling together.
Everyone, including Shaolin, felt a burning thirst as they looked at that bright red light.
That neck!
No matter what hardships you go through, if you can cut off that head, you can end all of this.
Then, the world will return to the world they knew, and the nine factions, including Shaolin, will be able to receive praise from the world again.
If only the author could be killed…!
The eyes of some Shaolin monks were bloodshot.
“Ooooooooo!”
A golden glow blooms from the entire body of the Shaolin monk running in the lead.
As if responding to this, a brilliant light of fire simultaneously erupted from the bodies of the Shaolin monks who followed him.
The effect of Shaolin Qigong brought to polarity.
The sight of the monks dressed in yellow robes, their entire bodies stained with auspicious gold, seemed as if a golden army was running across the land.
It was a sight that perfectly proved why Shaolin is called the North Star of the mighty.
Bring fear to your enemies and high morale to your allies!
It is a sight so brilliant that even the feet of Hong Gyeon, who does not even care for his own life out of loyalty to Jang Il-so, stiffens in an instant.
And Shaolin’s power never stopped at momentum.
“Ah-mi-ta-bul-!”
Dharma-gye, whose body had been lifted up, launched a bowel movement into the air. The tension that poured out of the palm formed a huge palm shape in the air and was shot towards the army of Sapaelyeon running towards them.
“Woah, Tathagata!”
Kwaaaaaaaaaa!
The running red dogs are hit by the tension of the legal world and bounce away, spraying blood.
“There is no mercy here! “Do not hesitate to open the door to killing!”
“Amitabha Buddha!”
The Shaolin monks increased their courage and gained momentum.
“Follow Shaolin!”
It wasn’t just Shaolin who was inspired by the momentum.
Panga and Gong, who were following behind, also shouted as if intoxicated by the energy shown by the Shaolin monks.
Old file room.
A name that can never fade. The pride held under that name was now exploding on this earth.
On the other hand, the appearance of those who greeted them first was quite different.
Ta-da-da-da-da!
The red dogs ran like hunting dogs chasing prey. Their bloodshot eyes and glistening flesh were nothing short of terrifying, but they did not shout out their determination and did not try to explode their boiling flesh.
Fighting. Biting. Trampling and protecting.
It is as natural to them as breathing. Just as no one needed special preparation or action to breathe or eat, they did not need any other rituals for battle.
If you command, you will fight, if you command, you will die. Whoever that person is. Even if all you get in return is a worthless death.
That is why they do not stop their advance even as they see the fire pouring and spreading across the land.
“Kill it.”
The two armies, who became spears to pierce each other, collided without any slowdown.
Quaaaang!
Blood spurting from someone’s body scatters into the air like a gunshot. It’s redder than the sunset. Shaolin Iljeol’s Luo Han Quan showed off its power to the approaching enemies. The golden-soaked fist repeatedly rammed into the bodies of the red dogs swinging their swords without mercy.
Coooooo!
A dull hitting sound, like hitting a temple bell with a huge hammer.
The Hong dogs, who were trying to end the lives of the Shaolin monks with a single swing of their swords, were unable to even scream and flew away faster than the speed at which they had run at them.
What is carried in the fist of Buddha is heavy. The power to push the enemy away with a weight as heavy as the life you have protected, rather than crushing, tearing, or cutting!
As much as they do anything to become stronger, they have collected them at random, but the history of Sapa is that they cannot help but be that crude. It couldn’t handle the power of the extremely pure Shaolin monks.
The moment force collides, density, not size, overwhelms everything.
However, the Honggyeons did not just earn that reputation.
Even at the moment when a huge iron ball-like fist struck his chest, Honggyeon’s sword was swung. Not toward the opponent’s neck, but toward the wrist of the opponent who hit my chest.
Kagak!
Although his forearms are stronger than steel due to their young strength, they cannot completely withstand Honggyeon’s attack with all his might.
The price is only one stab wound.
It is not giving the flesh and striking the bone (肉斬骨斷), but giving the bone and striking the flesh (骨斷肉斬).
The role of a hunting dog is not to suffocate its prey. It hurts and drives you away.
As befits their name, Red Dog, their path was not without the slightest greed.
However, no matter how skilled a hunting dog is, it cannot handle the Great Tiger.
The power of those I had to deal with was too great to be satisfied with carving just one wound.
“Ah-mi-ta-bull!”
A body trained through hardship, asceticism, and strict discipline. Inside, the fist of the Shaolin monks, which even contains anger towards the enemy, is displayed.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
The red dogs ran away, spewing blood.
Thousand Years of Shaolin.
Like a giant bird that sleeps for a thousand years, but once it spreads its wings, it flies 90,000 miles. Once Shaolin began to unleash its power, it was indeed fearsome.
As Jang Il-so’s hunting dog, not only the Sapa but also the Honggyeon, which was infamous throughout the world, could not withstand the power of the Shaolin Arhats.
“Push it!”
Couuuuuuuuck!
The legal world stepped forward and stretched out both hands.
A thousand Buddhas!
The dozens and hundreds of swords he created swept away the attacking enemies, like the hands of a thousand-armed Avalokitesvara chasing away Mara.
A tremendous roar came from the mouth of the Dharma World, which had blown away dozens of enemies in one go.
“Punish the evildoers and re-establish the law!”
It was not the Shaolin monks who were intoxicated by the scene, but Gong and Paengga.
‘Indeed, Shaolin…!’
Jong Li-hyeong, the co-chief, continued to tremble at the feast of power unfolding before his eyes.
strong. Overwhelmingly strong.
With such power, I can’t understand why it has remained silent until now.
Of course, the battle has just begun, and Shaolin’s actions merely bring about the momentum of the war.
But isn’t it said that getting started is half the battle? In this huge battle, the momentum of the first fight was brought, and the advantage was indescribable.
“We can’t lose either! “Don’t leave everything to Shaolin!”
“yes! A long writer!”
The inspectors of the joint faction also have pride in being the mainstay of the old faction. All credit cannot be given to Shaolin.
But there were some who were quicker here.
“Wipe it away!”
“Paenggaju!”
The Pang family’s masters, led by Peng Yup, penetrated the enemy’s flank with a formidable force.
When it comes to warlikeness, Paengga is a place that is difficult for any place in the martial arts world to follow. The great swords of defeat emanating from the magnificent body and bones fell from all over the place towards the top of the enemy’s head.
Kwakagak!
With a terrible sound as if an ax was splitting firewood, the bodies of the enemy, cut in half, fell left and right like firewood cut by an axe.
Unlike Shaolin, who pushed the enemy away, it was a cruel killing that did not tolerate even the slightest circumstance. Regardless of the high or low level of the realm, the results produced by that gigantic sword were more threatening than Shaolin.
“Oooooh!”
The diagram of Pengyeop was drawn horizontally. That incident broke the backs of several Maninbangdo members. The severed upper body rotates in the air, spraying blood in all directions.
A radical act that is difficult to find even a trace of the calmness that is usually shown! It seemed to prove that Panga’s blood was flowing through his body as well.
Pengyeop roared like a tiger.
“Today we acquire the name of the best family in the world! Smash them all to pieces!”
Shaolin Panga and co.
These are sects whose names alone shake the world. As such, their power was truly beyond imagination.
Even the bandits of the Ten Thousand Gangs, who have a reputation greater than that of the Four Gods in Gangnam, do not dare to confront him and retreat helplessly.
Even though I knew clearly that Jang Il-so was behind me.
“Ugh!”
“Where are you going! These Sapa bastards!”
The Shaolin realm showed no mercy, even to those who retreated.
Oooooh!
The bombs that exploded one after another shattered the bodies of those who retreated. The divine power that is released like a roar crushes even those who are out of reach of the fist.
It’s literally devastating. It was a one-sided development.
“Jang Ilsoooooo!”
At that moment, the legal world roared with anger and lifted itself up into the air.
I found a man wearing red clothing standing leisurely in the far back of this bloody battlefield.
“Oooooh!”
The power extending from his fist flew in a straight line towards Jang Il-so. It feels like my body will be crushed just by brushing against it!
However, Jang Il-so, who was actually standing in front of him, did not even twitch his eyebrows and just watched the power fly in silently.
“You don’t know the topic.”
Instead of Jang Il-so, Jeok-ho, who was standing behind him, jumped forward.
Giiiiiiing!
His sword, released with an ear-piercing roar, spewed out an extremely harsh sword and cut through the incoming power at once.
It seems that the legal world cannot dare to be Jang Il-so’s opponent.
Surely that thought may not be wrong. However, there is definitely someone here who can be Jang Il-so’s opponent.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
A whisper-like displeasure rang out softly.
At that moment, Jeokho felt the hairs on his entire body stand up. And then I saw it.
In the middle of the enemy lines, the image of a huge golden Buddha was created like an illusion. It was as if Buddha had appeared in person.
Jeokho opened his eyes wide.
The image of a huge golden Buddha and the person who created the image caught my eye.
“Burr court!”
At that moment, the shape of the golden Buddha, which was emitting golden light, turned towards the enemy… No, more accurately, it was fired at Jang Il-so behind Jeokho.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
The sense of crisis was so intense that every hair on my body stood up.
However, instead of pulling away, Jeokho swung his sword at the flying Geumbul with all his might.
Kaaaaaaaa!
However, even his sword, which easily cut off the power of the legal world, could not cut down the flying golden Buddha. At best, the direction was only slightly twisted.
“Ryeonju! You have to avoid it…!”
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Geumbul flew towards Jang Il-so and caused a huge explosion.
“Lord Ryeo!”
Ho Ga-myeong, who had been calm the whole time, suddenly becomes shocked and runs to Jang Il-so.
If I had been hit directly by that ridiculously powerful machine, no matter how long I was fighting…!
“Ryeonju! Are you okay, Lord Ryeon?”
Hu Jiaming gritted his teeth and pushed through the rising cloud of dust.
Eventually, a wind rose due to the turbulent atmosphere of the battlefield. The moment the thick cloud of dust was pushed away, Hu Jiaming froze in place.
I am not surprised by the power of the court, which is so great that it causes a huge explosion.
Jang Il-so is watching the battlefield without moving an inch even after seeing the power of the powerful force that fell right in front of him. His eyes were colder than the sharp wind blowing on the ice wall of the North Sea, and even Hu Jia-myeong froze.
“Ryo Ryeonju…”
What Jang Il-so was looking at was not Shaolin, the legal world, or even the court.
It was just a turbulent battlefield. It was a battlefield where the blood of the Sapae-ryeon was nourishing and was running rampant like a black flower.
“Quite…”
The corners of his red mouth curled up ominously.
“You seem excited.”
His gloomy, sunken eyes shed a mysterious brilliance like a snake.
