Episode 416 Get out of the way, you bastards.
Is the white-robed scholar particularly disadvantaged to Cheonak?
This is probably because Cheonak knows all of White Clothes’s methods. The battle between the two seemed as if the Great Brother was beating up an unfaithful priest who had fallen into the wrong ways and neglected his training.
Gongsunshim and I had no choice but to rescue him, like pulling a white-robed student out of muddy water. This is because it looked like if he had been left any longer, he would have fallen to the ground and been trampled instead of being taken away.
As the fight continued…
I could hear my eldest brother’s clear voice. But this voice contained emotion.
“…Get out of the way.”
Who are you telling to get out of the way?
Then the leader’s voice came out.
“Get out of the way.”
Who else are you saying this to?
Cheonak, who had been dealing with the three of us and then took a step back, looked towards the leader and said the same thing.
“Get out of the way.”
Only then did we realize that the Sword Demon and the Sect Master had gone head-to-head. We moved together and watched the fight between the two.
This is what the eldest brother said to the poop-sitter, who told him to move out of the way the first time, and what the religious leader said to the blood demon, who told him to move out the second time. At a place where the scoffing poop and blood poop had retreated, the eldest brother was finally swinging the sword of light against the religious leader.
I watched with my arms crossed next to Cheonak and muttered.
“…I think they’re both emotional somehow.”
Cheonak nodded.
“It’s always emotional when those who give orders and those who execute them fight.”
To begin with, the eldest brother is not a man who is afraid of defeat. Somehow, the two people seemed to be fighting more fiercely than when they were fighting one-on-one. The religious leader, who seemed to be quiet when fighting, opened his mouth.
“Are you saying that you fight with martial arts instead of using the skills you learned through hard work?”
The eldest brother seemed to be unable to control his emotions and answered right away.
“Wasn’t the absolute master we hoped for originally meant to slaughter the enemy with one sword?”
“It’s too much for your level.”
The sword of light suddenly turned black, fell vertically, and became embedded in the ground. When the leader first pushed the ground and then stepped back, black, ominous sword energy radiated out in all directions from the bright sword stuck in the ground.
Unexpectedly, we could hear the coachman’s voice at this time.
“…Sir.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader grabbed a flying long sword and pulled it out.
Is the cult leader also a swordsman?
The eldest brother spoke as if inviting the religious leader while holding the sword of light.
“Come in.”
The cult leader who was a little away smiled slightly and rushed forward while holding the sword. The eldest brother pulled out the sword of light from the floor, and soon the sword energy that stretched out as if crawling across the floor surged out from all directions and engulfed the two people.
In an instant, everything became quiet.
The eldest brother fought the cult leader while imprisoning him in the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield. The Demon Sword Soul battlefield was a black sphere. While I was looking around, I went closer and looked at the surface of the Demon Sword Soul battlefield. Cheonak came next to me and stuck his finger into the Demon Sword Soul battlefield. Then, the black energy that protruded from the Demon Sword Soul battlefield suddenly grabbed Cheonak’s hand and pulled it.
I could barely suppress my laughter when I saw the startled Cheonak pull out his hand in horror.
‘…Aren’t you stupid?’
The surface of the Demon Sword Soul battlefield was uneven. The dark and light parts were mixed together in a complicated manner, but the inside was not visible.
Cheonak said.
“The leader said he went in on purpose, but it seems like he always wanted to go in.”
We were all waiting, surrounding the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield, but at the same time, we all retreated back.
Suddenly, a sword came out as if the Demon Sword Soul battlefield was going to be torn apart, moved as if scratching the wall, and then disappeared.
There was clearly the Demonic Sword and Soul Battlefield in front of me, but it seemed like someone’s screams and laughter overlapped from a very far away place.
Is it a return home?
Shit-swaddle came next to me and said.
“It’s clear that Master has the advantage in the Demonic Sword and Soul Battlefield, so why did you bother to enter here? “You can’t understand people’s inner thoughts.”
To the poop-swaddle’s words, the poop-swaddle answered.
“That’s the nature of the cult leader. “Only then will you be able to trample on your opponent.”
The blood cult leader stabbed the Demonic Sword Soul Battlefield with the Great Cloud Sword and spoke while burning the black soul energy flowing through the blade with his blood.
“…It is not a complete Demon Sword Soul battlefield. “I don’t know if it’s incomplete or due to a lack of skill, but originally two people had to enter and only one survive to destroy the Demonic Sword and Soul Battlefield.”
“what?”
When I looked at him with a surprised expression, the head of the blood cult looked at me with a sad look on his face.
“Why are you surprised? “Magong is just like that.”
He was surprised because they asked him to fight in a non-fight style. In any case, we cannot trust what the powerful people say.
…The sword demon stood silently in the black space of the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield and looked at the cult leader. The religious leader was trampling on the rushing spirits alone. They were fighting without saying a word. Even though there was little chance of completely eliminating the spirits if they did not attack him, the leader stepped on the spirits alone and swung his sword.
It was the Heavenly Demon Sword that I had not seen in a long time.
The Sword Demon, who had been watching for a while, asked.
“How long are you going to swing your sword like a crazy person?”
The cult leader responded by cutting down the human-shaped spirit that was charging at him.
“There is no end.”
“You always treat me like a bug and act like I’m going to kill everyone at any time. What kind of obscenity is this? “It’s something the dead believers will laugh at.”
The leader advanced forward and then released tension into the air. The insect-like soul energy that was wriggling on the floor disappeared in an instant, and the soul energy that was attached to the ceiling and was about to pour out also lost its shape in an instant.
The leader said as he approached.
“No. It was a good suggestion. “It’s not just a bimu, it’s a Naryeotagon.”
“….”
“If you kill them all, who will you trust to survive?”
The Sword Demon swung his sword at the leader without replying. The battle that unfolds without using footwork is emotional. The two men held their positions as if they were competing by pulling daggers from the table. In the end, the moment the cult leader’s sword cut off the Sword Demon’s left arm, the Sword Demon ignored the blow and kicked out.
When the cult leader responded with tension…
the Sword Demon’s body flew and crashed into the wall of the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
The leader said as he approached.
“Is only one part of the sword invulnerable? “You really only swung a wooden sword.”
The Sword Demon walked out of the darkness he had been buried in and swung his sword while smiling. The sword technique wasn’t particularly pushed, but every time the tension was hit, the sword demon bounced and hit like a child.
The religious leader said.
“It’s amazing. “There were few subordinates who followed orders as well as you.”
“Sir, it takes time to escape slavery. “To become independent, I needed time to rethink my behavior.”
The two faced off again.
A spirit took shape behind the religious leader, and as he slowly raised his right hand, a dagger-like shape shot out.
In the meantime, the Sword Demon held the leader’s sword with his left hand and stabbed the sword of light into his chest. At the same time, the spirit holding the dagger stabbed the religious leader in the back.
As the energy wave exploded from the cult leader’s body, the spirit that was being pushed away disappeared in the air.
The Sword Demon’s body also fell apart as if it had been hit by tension.
The leader said as he placed the Heavenly Demon Sword on the ground.
“Geommaya Magong is originally a martial arts like the pranks of old religious leaders. They arranged all kinds of tricks in martial arts to play a game of ranking. like now.”
The sword energy extending from the Heavenly Demon Sword filled the Demon Sword Soul battlefield.
…I looked at the Demonic Sword and Soul battlefield being torn apart.
The sound of something disappearing spread out, and the spirits that had been scattering in all directions to avoid something crumbled like dust.
The sword energy extending from the Light Sword bounced off the cult leader’s sword, and soon the eldest brother and the cult leader clashed again. The eldest brother was imprisoned in the Demon Sword and Soul Battlefield, and it was ridiculous that he himself was beaten.
‘I failed.’
Cheonak, who was watching, muttered.
“…I’m going to die like that. “That can’t be possible.”
Of course, that means the eldest brother could die, right? However, as soon as Cheonak spoke, he rushed out and attacked the eldest brother.
What the fuck is this?
When I think about it, if that’s the intention, it looks like Cheonak was trying to get the eldest brother to defect to Nareotagon before the cult leader kills him.
As if it was completely natural, the demon intervened and attacked Cheonak.
Next, the blood cult leader also attacked the cult leader.
Gongsunshen and the white-clothed student also jumped in, and a complete mess broke out.
I never thought there would be enough of this mess without me.
It might be for a while, but no one cared about me.
Now that I think about it, if you leave me alone like this, I can destroy all of these masters, including the religious leader.
This is because there was enough time to combine Sun and Moon Light Spring.
Let’s be clear.
I looked after these guys once.
This is because it is not possible to kill them all.
Perhaps the reason why the shit-stalker is having such a hard time is because the enemies and allies are mixed together, so he can’t perform well.
Is this a weakness of the wide season?
After catching the white-robed student flying in the air, I joined him. I also tried to follow in the footsteps of those who had talked earlier.
“…Get out of the way. “Miscellaneous things.”
“….”
No one got out of the way. This time, Gyoju and Cheonak performed martial arts while moving close to each other, almost with their backs to each other or brushing their shoulders, and it was more bloody and scary than fighting separately.
It was so crowded that I couldn’t clean up the mess.
Maybe they should have engaged in wheel-and-wheel combat in the first place.
Looking at it this way, Cheonak and the cult leader were taking advantage of the chaos to gain victory step by step, but at some point, Cheonak and Gongsonsim competed honestly…
Puck!
The leader of the cult appeared as if he was moving in an instant and tapped Gongsunshim’s shoulder with his palm. One of his arms was already being held by Cheonak, and Gongsunsim’s knee hit the ground after being struck by the religious leader.
grasp!
“uh?”
In fact, the expression on Guedangju’s face was a sight to behold. I was hit by a very clear attack in a split second.
While Gongsunsim suddenly stood up and looked around with a surprised expression, Cheonak and the leader moved as if they were people with no politeness. As soon as Cheonak made Gongsunshim retreat along with the leader, he smiled mischievously.
“Hehehe.”
Politeness muttered as if it was unfair.
“What the hell is this…”
I said to my allies in a serious tone.
“I will reorganize the strategy. Get out of the way. I’m catching my breath. I’ll buy you some time. It looks like the two have figured out how to fight effectively again. “Let’s think about it.”
I cut in between Gyoju and Cheonak and swung with one blow. Since he swung his sword as if blocking the joint attack of the two, he naturally received a counterattack from Samjae.
“Get out of the way.”
Next, the eldest brother of the white-robed scholar, Hyeolgyoju, stepped back and took a breath.
I swung my sword against Cheonak and the religious leader. As I swung my sword alone like a madman, Cheonak burst out laughing.
“What are you doing? “You crazy Moonju bastard.”
The combination of Cheonak and Gyoju against Dasu was very effective, but when I dealt with them alone, their movements soon became tangled. Now, we have become familiar with the movements of the religious leaders and the actions of heavenly evil.
Blur your vision with Wolyeong Martial Arts.
As if cutting through the cold air that I had sprayed in advance, I let out the black energy like a trick. The tension was also deliberately aimed at the ground, causing a pile of dirt and blocking the leader’s approach with a sword wind. So, I bought time by fighting like I was holding on.
It is not a fight that will be decided immediately based on the high or low level of martial arts.
It was a match that required time for both me and my allies to think.
I bought time for my allies against Samjae. After holding on to Lee Dae-il for quite some time, Cheonak opened his mouth as if he was displeased.
“Munju, do it in moderation.”
At that moment, I each swung an ordinary sword at the leader and Cheonak once and then faced them off.
For some reason, not only the sound of the wind but also the warmth mixed with the sword wind was special.
For the first time, the leader and Cheonak took a step back and looked at me with a stern expression.
The sun hasn’t risen already, right?
When I looked at it, the entire blade had already turned purple. As the wind blew from somewhere, the purple energy surrounding my body fluttered and dissipated.
The religious leader, who was looking at me closely, held out his palm, and the huge palm I had seen earlier was revealed in its entirety.
I split the palm with the simplest horizontal slash. As soon as the huge palm was split straight, it disappeared.
Strangely enough…
the leader who stopped the attack smiled slightly, and Cheonak nodded several times with a satisfied expression on his face.
Cheonak said to me.
“excellent.”
It felt like the teacher was speaking to his disciple, so I couldn’t really choose what to say in response.
The religious leader asked a question.
“Munjuya, what is the martial artist’s name?”
“Jahin-gong.”
The cult leader nodded.
“It is worthy of the name Shingong.”
