Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 815

Episode 815 Just point it out, you bastard! (5)

Kakakak! Ga-ga-ga-gak!

The sword, loaded with internal power, and Jang Il-so’s ring rubbed against each other, creating a goosebump-inducing sound.

When Cheongmyeong glared at him with distorted eyes as if he were going to kill him, Jang Il-so responded with a sneer.

“It’s a pity.”

“….”

Crack.

Jang Il-so grabbed Cheongmyeong’s dark sword and swung it away. Cheongmyeong spun around in the air and landed on the cliff.

“Hmmmm.”

Jang Il-so lightly shook off the hand that was holding the black sword and slowly looked down at Cheongmyeong.

“you know that?”

“…what?”

“There is nothing as ugly as an actor who does not leave the stage when his role is over.”

Jang Il-so twisted the red corners of his mouth.

“Your role would have already been completed. “Why does it still remain here so ugly?”

“role?”

Cheongmyeong looked at Jang Ilso and smiled. Although their smiles were different, they were strangely similar. Above all, those eyes that look down on the other person.

“Ah, I know very well. What is my role? “It’s my job to cut off your head and throw it to the dogs.”

“Oh dear.”

Jang Il-so shook his head as if he couldn’t stop him.

“You’re a bad actor. He’s a very bad actor. You don’t even know what your role is. “An actor like that not only ruins himself, but he also ruins the stage.”

Jang Il-so slowly took a step forward.

“It’s heartbreaking, but an actor like that has to be pulled off the stage, even by force.”

“iced coffee. Is that so?”

Cheongmyeong turned the sword once, held it again, and revealed his teeth. The expression on his face was creepy, as if he was laughing or growling. He chewed slowly.

“My personality has improved a lot, too.”

“….”

“I’m watching a little bastard like you explode like this. “If it were like the old days, I would have stuck the sword down your throat before you even opened your mouth.”

“Hahahahahahaha!”

Jang Il-so burst into laughter loudly.

Actually, this was a strange sight.

Below the cliff where they stand, a thrilling battle is taking place. And below, the disciples of the religious factions representing the political factions are groaning on the cliff, avoiding falling oil and falling rocks.

This is a scene where Kangho’s fate is probably being twisted.

However, these two people are leisurely chatting as if all this has nothing to do with them. It’s as if the only two people exist in this world.

“It’s good. really good. Do you know, Volcanic God Dragon? No, the clearness of a volcano. “I really like you.”

“….”

“That’s why I’m so sorry. So much so. The people I like don’t really like me. “Of course you do too, right?”

“Speaking of this, my mouth hurts.”

“Yeah, I guess so. Unfortunately. So… So there’s nothing you can do.”

Jang Il-so covered his face with his large, white hand. It was a gesture as if he did not want to show Cheongmyeong the expression on his face.

However, the crazy look in his eyes between his spread fingers made you guess what kind of expression he was making right now without even looking at it. A low murmur escaped from the lips beneath the palm.

“I have no choice but to rip off its neck and kill it.”

Cheongmyeong chuckled at those words.

“I agree with the last one. Except for that, everything else is the opposite. “I hate you so much.”

Cheongmyeong stretched out his sword straight and aimed it at Jang Il-so.

“So I’ll kill you right now and get rid of you, you damn bastard.”

“Hmm.”

Jang Il-so lowered his hand. He soon returned to a neatly smiling face and tilted his head somewhat exaggeratedly.

“It’s so strange. You are a very smart kid. Excessively smart, sometimes to the point of being creepy. “You probably don’t know that it’s impossible for a guy like that to defeat me alone.”

Gagagagak!

The ring tightly fitted on Jang Il-so’s hand rubbed against it, making an eerie sound.

“But why do you insist on inviting death?”

“You’re talking like an idiot.”

Cheongmyeong chuckled and looked at Jang Il-so with sharp eyes.

“You know the answer best, right?”

Cheongmyeong’s cold eyes and Jang Ilso’s soft eyes became entangled in the air.

“Yes, that’s right. know. “I know.”

Jang Il-so nodded.

“I asked a stupid question. I was foolish. That’s what it means to rise upward. It’s not about beating an opponent you can beat, it’s about bringing down an opponent you can’t beat. Even if it means biting your ankle, sticking a poisoned dagger into it, and pouring oil on it.”

An eerie voice came out of his mouth.

“That’s how it goes up. “There is no other way.”

“You know me well.”

Cheongmyeong thought while smiling.

This is why I hate Jang Il-so so much.

So intelligible and yet so incomprehensible at the same time. It would be even more amazing if you could like someone who has both of those things coexist.

“It wouldn’t be a bad idea for me to be your mountain. Welcome. Let’s have fun.”

“first.”

“huh?”

Cheongmyeong held out two fingers.

“Let me correct two things.”

“….”

“First. It’s a mountain, so don’t talk arrogantly. There’s no way a bastard like you can become a mountain that blocks my path.”

“Hahaha haha. okay. okay!”

“And second.”

Cheongmyeong twisted the corner of his mouth.

“Who says you’re alone?”

“….”

At that moment, four people jumped out from under the cliff at the same time.

widely!

Baekcheon, Yoo Iseol, Yoonjong, and Jogeol, who got down next to Cheongmyeong, took their stances without delay and unleashed their deadly force towards Jang Ilso.

Wow. Wow.

Cheongmyeong bent his neck left and right.

“It may be hard for you to understand, but the fight I’ve been fighting so far has been my fight. “It has nothing to do with them.”

“….”

“But if the other person is you, it’s a different story. “If I try to eat you alone, these bastards will try to bite my back.”

“It will never happen.”

“kill.”

“…Take that arm and go.”

“I’m going to drink it up!”

Jang Il-so burst into laughter as he saw Hwasan’s disciples baring their teeth at him.

“Still, I thought he was like a tiger cub, but now I see he’s just a bastard. “Doesn’t it seem like courage comes from being in a group of dogs?”

A bitter sneer filled Cheongmyeong’s eyes.

“No matter how many dogs gather together, they are still dogs. Even if you struggle, you won’t be able to become a wolf.”

It was a blatant mockery, but instead of getting angry, Cheongmyeong laughed again after hearing those words.

“That’s not bad either.”

“hmm?”

Jang Il-so narrowed his eyes at the unexpected reaction. Cheongmyeong smiled, showing his teeth.

“…is there any other death that suits you other than being bitten by a dog?”

“….”

Jo Geol, who was listening next to me, giggled and helped out.

“It’s literally a dog’s death.”

“Even that is a luxury.”

“I cut off the head.”

A strange expression crossed Jang Il-so’s face as he saw Oh-geom talking loudly about the defeated army in front of him.

‘They are strange guys.’

Jang Il-so’s presence comes not only from his strength. No matter how famous they are, if you meet them in front of them, you will inevitably cringe.

However, in the face of Jang Il-so, they do not flinch even though they are receiving his hostility with all their being.

Bluff?

No, even if it’s pretentious, it’s still great.

The bravado of sticking one’s head into a tiger’s mouth is not something that anyone can pull off.

“It’s definitely a unique sect. Volcano….”

Jang Il-so glanced down at the cliff. Now time has dragged on enough.

“Then cut off my head. “Don’t just say it with your mouth.”

“I was going to do that anyway!”

Cheongmyeong stepped forward.

“Sasuk! accident!”

“OK!”

“be careful. “You die instantly!”

“okay!”

“Executioners!”

“uh!”

“Don’t jump in just because you see a gap! That’s a snake with ten heads. “If you jump in just because you see a gap, you will be bitten by the fangs!”

“I get it!”

Even when dealing with bishops, Qingming never said anything like this to them. In other words, this means that Cheongmyeong now evaluates Jang Il-so as more than the bishop.

This means that it is a game that cannot be guaranteed even if you lead them, who have become incomparably stronger than at the time.

Ogum’s whole body was tense with tension.

Defeated Jang Il-so. That exalted name is now before them. Not far above, but somewhere you can reach if you extend your sword!

“Goes! “Bite me and kill me!”

bang!

The five swords kicked the floor at the same time. The mad dogs of the volcano rushed towards the tiger in front of them.

Toward a beast that seems more appropriate to be called a monster than a tiger the size of a house that defies common sense. Without a single hesitation!

The sword of Cheongmyeong, which struck first, flew in a straight line towards Jang Il-so.

Seomjeon (閃電). A sword without any finesse. Therefore, it is a sword that is faster and faster than any other sword.

The sword flew at incredible speed and tried to bite Jang Il-so’s neck.

Kakang!

Jang Il-so, who swung his sword at once and struck down the flying sword, smiled brightly and hit Cheongmyeong’s head. However, rather than blocking or retreating, Cheongmyeong dug more boldly into Jang Il-so’s arms.

And at that moment, two swords came between Cheongmyeong’s head and Jang Ilso’s hands.

Quaaaang!

Baekcheon and Yu Iseol’s sword blocked Jang Ilso’s hand aiming for Cheongmyeong’s head.

Cheongmyeong jumped into Jang Il-so’s arms without the slightest hesitation, as if he thought that would be the case, and this time he unleashed his twelve swords at his chest.

Paaaaaa!

Sword energy poured down like a shower.

“hmm?”

Jang Il-so let out a short exclamation and lifted his body slightly backwards.

Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!

In the blink of an eye, Jang Il-so’s hand and Cheongmyeong’s sword clashed dozens of times in the air. Even Baekcheon and Yuiseol couldn’t see all the fighting and fighting with their own eyes. All I could understand was that something gray was coming and going.

Faaah!

Paaaaat!

The hem of Jang Il-so’s shoulder was cut off, and at the same time, a handful of flesh was torn from Cheongmyeong’s side.

However, at that moment, Yun Jong and Jo Geol, who followed behind Cheongmyeong, thrust their swords under both of Cheongmyeong’s arms.

Jo Geol’s swift sword unleashed dozens of sword energy, and Yoon Jong’s sharp sword met Jang Il So’s Suyeong flying towards Cheongmyeong.

Paaaat!

Baekcheon and Yuiseol also did not just watch.

Although they did not even exchange glances, the two moved at the same time as one body.

At the same time, Baekcheon lowered his posture and rushed down as if crawling on the floor, Yu Iseol jumped over Cheongmyeong’s head and quickly flew toward Jang Ilso.

Below and above.

The red blooming plum blossoms spread like blood drops and swept over Jang Il-so’s whole body.

Jang Il-so’s eyes changed completely.

“trivial!”

A dark blue game appeared in both his hands, and then it shot up like a flame.

Paaaaaa!

The plum blossom sword that flew in collided with Jang Il-so’s tension and was instantly shattered. Jang Il-so’s eyes followed Yu I-seol, who jumped into the air, like a hawk.

Just as Jang Il-so’s hand was about to swing, Cheongmyeong, who hit the ground, jumped in and kicked Jang Il-so’s head with his knee.

Quang!

Jang Il-so’s wrist and Cheongmyeong’s knee, who quickly blocked the shot, collided. Jang Il-so quickly twisted his wrist and thrust ten tensions towards Cheongmyeong.

bang! Quang! Kwaaaaaaaa! Quang!

Jang Il-so’s tension and Cheongmyeong’s sword repeatedly clashed. Every time a collision occurred, Cheongmyeong’s body was pushed back helplessly.

At that moment, Jo Geol and Yoon Jong grabbed Cheongmyeong’s back and planted their feet on the floor.

Kwaaaaang!

That’s it!

The sword of Cheongmyeong stuck on the floor was dragged backwards, leaving a scar like an earthworm on the ground. However, he succeeded in holding on without falling down the cliff.

At that moment, Yu Yi-seol landed in front of Cheongmyeong and showed his fierce killing power to Jang Il-so like a poisonous wild cat. At the same time, Baek-cheon flew right behind him to protect Cheongmyeong and aimed his sword at Jang Il-so.

“…under.”

Jang Il-so burst out laughing.

Grumble.

A trickle of blood flowed from his white cheek.

Jang Il-so lifted his index finger to wipe the blood from his face and slowly traced the blood onto his lips.

“Very…”

Red as blood, no. Jang Il-so’s lips, literally stained with blood, parted to reveal his pure white teeth.

“It’s quite a volcano.”

At that moment, a mountain-like pressure began to weigh on Ogum’s shoulders.