Episode 305. A monster born by magic (5)
“Aren’t you supposed to help?”
“No.”
Yeo Sang-rin was ready to jump off the cliff at any moment.
Ma Dong-pil said with a calm face.
“The fighting power of Kumho and King Ho is comparable to or surpasses mine. Besides, the young schoolmaster is someone who has gone through a lot of one-on-many battles.”
“But they are Banga! Besides, a power like that is on a different level from those who have fought so far… … !”
“We die.”
“… … ?”
“If we participate in that battlefield right now, we could die from being swept away by the young master’s power.”
Yeo Sang-rin’s eyes twitched.
She looked back at Kogu.
Gogu nodded without speaking. There was still no change in his expression, but his eyes were repeating a subtle flicker.
And it was the same with Ma Dong-pil.
“Snow… … ?”
“It’s under the influence of the young master’s demonic energy.”
Yeo Sang-rin suddenly looked at Ma Dong-pil’s hand.
The hand clenched into a fist was shaking. It’s not because there’s emotional agitation, it’s not because of internal injuries.
It was because the demonic energy inside her body was seething with an unknown power. The infested Magi is spreading out to the White Sea, announcing an emergency.
Whoops.
Geumgang Yacha Magic rose from Ma Dong-pil’s hand.
It wasn’t what he intended. The Magi and the Demonic Gong were rampaging wildly.
“Suck!”
As I suppressed my demonic energy with my thoughts, the leaking qi returned to my body.
“School Master’s Magi… … Is it that intense?”
Ma Dong-pil shook his head.
“It’s not a matter of being strong or poisonous.”
“sure?”
“You are in control.”
“Dominating?”
Ma Dong-pil said no more. To be honest, he didn’t even know exactly what he meant.
just felt
The current Sogyo Master is showing off another martial art than before. I don’t know if it’s a rise to a realm, but at least one was known.
Those who belonged to the devil would not dare to even look at the current young master.
A human subject to demons, no animals or plants, could do any harm to the Little Master.
At this moment, the young master was controlling the demons.
Aaaaaang!
The wind that flew like a storm fell on the outskirts of the Paewangdae.
Paewangdae was the most elite unit of Hebukpaengga. Among the 300 swordsmen, there was no one who was not a master at the peak, and in particular, the master of the King Paewang was one of the top ten masters in the Paengga.
Such masters were disappearing from the face of the earth.
It evaporated without leaving a single piece of flesh or bone.
Quaang!
Xi Liang’s foot stepped on the sword that the King of Kings was holding. Even at first glance, it was clear that it was an unusual report, but it was broken with a single kick.
“You are too careless.”
Seo Liang smiled.
Everyone who saw that smile instantly froze.
A storm blew at once with the sword, and the King of Kings, who took a direct hit from the mini-storm, was erased from the world.
It was a martial art that even those who had trained hundreds or thousands of sword techniques at the pinnacle of the midfield swordsmanship. With a first strike, he cut down three masters of Paengga’s previous generation, and just now, with a merciless blow, he even annihilated the King of Kings.
I never thought there would be such a master in the world.
“It’s a goblin!”
The old masters who stood at the forefront rushed at Seo Liang, cutting through the Paewangdae.
“He is the young master of the Demonic Cult! Catch him!”
Flash!
The King of the Kings did not utter a single cry. He just raised his eyes full of life.
‘It’s different.’
Looking into their eyes, Xi Liang thought.
These are different from the guys I’ve seen so far. Despite the death of an ally in front of him, and the commander of the unit, he was not greatly shaken.
Enemies with strong martial arts can be cut down with stronger power.
However, it is difficult to deal with such mentally trained enemies. It is said that you can break the spirit and aim for gaps, but they were not half-trained enough to break easily.
Weapons of slaughter raised only to kill the opponent, to hit the target and completely annihilate it.
Those were the sword demons, the strongest military force in Murim, Hebei, the king of Paengga.
Papababak!
I knew the attack would come right away. However, the Paewangdae did not do that.
They quickly dismounted and retreated to the rear at breakneck speed. In front of them, the old masters ran.
‘It’s quite the way.’
Xu Liang admired the response of the King of the Kings.
Even if it hurts their pride, they might jump at them, but they didn’t.
It is to know that the damage will only increase if you stick head-on right away. In order to achieve maximum effect with minimum damage, retreat and reorganize the battle line. Just looking at that one, I could understand why the Paewangdae reigned as the fear of the Hebei Murim.
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‘I’ll be thorough.’
“this guy!”
Paaang!
They do not try to confirm each other’s identity, nor do they exchange slanderous words. Because the moment the sword was swung, the fight had already begun.
Quarreureung!
Thunder echoed from the swords wielded by the old masters.
It was the Hon Yuan wall force that Peng-Yeol used. But the level was different.
Blue Do-Gwang pierced as if real thunder and lightning were raging, and even Xu Liang, who was in the extreme, was as fast and sharp as a veil.
Quarreureung!
The thunderclap, used by more than a dozen people at the same time, turned the ground into a mess in an instant.
Xu Liang, who evaded the attack with Ma Huang Limbo, instantly felt the delightful swordsmanship swarming from behind.
‘Be quick.’
I killed three, but it’s still close to thirty. In addition, each of them was equivalent to the highest peak, and there were many stronger than the Lord of the Kings.
If you’re not careful, no matter how much you do, you’ll die.
Damn it!
The Cheonmado, which blocked the fast and sharp pottery, trembled subtly.
Seo Liang’s eyes flashed.
An attack by veterans from behind. A red guide light was rising from the snipe without a chance to retreat.
‘Iron-Blooded Saint Sword!!’
Among the four major sword techniques that Paengga is proud of, he flew to the aptitude sword following the wall force sword.
Roaring!
Flames soared from the Cheonma Island in Xiliang.
It is the flame of fear that rises from the depths of the earth, from the manger. In this chapter of Inhwadobeop, the ultimate inexorable drawing was unfolded.
Whoa! Quarreung!
“Ouch!”
“Profit!”
The old masters who were making full use of their aptitude fell back by three sheets.
The ultra-high temperature pottery created a pillar of fire. I barely managed to block it with my air ball that was raised to the limit, but the overflowing fire energy was constantly trying to penetrate the body.
“Such a monster… … !”
One of the old masters muttered in a tired voice.
It was at the level of the well-known Yeomrama Army, at least one or two levels higher than that of the old school master class martial arts.
But I’ll figure it out when I’m stuck here. That devil was an absolute master who had already reached the pinnacle. He is the top-notch strongman in the powerhouse, which is not lacking even compared to the top 10 masters in the world that the midfield Murim boasts.
“The head of the household was right! Hyeonje (賢弟)! I must risk my life today!”
“I will!”
Kurrureung!
Thirty or so old masters surrounded Xiliang.
‘I made up my mind.’
Hong San-ja, the volcanic master, and the elder Gwang-san-ja, and the Maehwa swordsmen.
Sang-Gak, the long-time son of Jong-Nam, and the Eun-Ha swordsmen.
They were different. Gupa and the five generations have a reputation as the same level of prestigious, but Paengga was not conceited like Hwasan and Jongnam.
Even retired veterans from the previous generation were put into the strongest unit in Panga. This was enough power that even a teenage master would not be safe.
This means that even Xi Liang could lose his life in this battle.
But he wasn’t worried at all.
“Kumho!!”
Kaaaaah!
A powerful roar that shakes the heads of the masters.
Flashing soon! A mad mania arose, and soon the Keumho reached the vicinity of the old masters. He skipped the ranks of the Kings at once.
The faces of the old masters were distorted.
“wicked!”
Quarreung!
The pottery of the wall power sword that stretches out once more.
It was a martial art that even Geumho could not be unharmed. However, Kumho did not try to kill the old masters.
Wow!
It had already jumped up before the wall power pottery could reach out. It was a wild nature that read one number ahead and two numbers ahead.
Whoa!
Xu Liang flew up together and rode on Kumho’s back.
In his hand, he held a long sword that was more than five characters long, and rode on a spirit creature that could easily be as tall as a horse. It was the majesty of a majestic general.
The old master’s face hardened with tension.
I never imagined that there would be a beast that could even avoid the snipe of a master master. That beast gave me as much surprise as the Demonic Cult’s minor master.
“run!”
Aaaaang!
Geumho let out a loud roar and sped away.
The target was the King’s side. And in front of them, there were dozens of Nogos who were using the wall warfare sword, preparing for battle.
Xi Liang exclaimed.
“Move!!”
Flash!
The pottery of Heogyu Daehongryeon, which cut through the air, collided with the pottery of the masters, which caused thunder and thunder.
Kwaaang!
A ruthless shockwave rushed in all directions.
Kumho hesitated. As much as it was in the battle of extreme masters, even the most spiritual creature could not help but be shocked.
Still, gold was gold.
Wow!
It rushed again with a thick, sharp roar, but the speed was indeed fast. It was a rush that far exceeded the previous speed.
One old master’s eyes widened.
“this person… … !”
Whoops!
“Ah!”
It’s not airless or anything. I just rushed recklessly, but the speed was faster than the knife.
Noh Gosu’s body, which was hit by Keumho’s head, flew and fell in front of the King’s Daewangdae. Before colliding with Kumho, his right arm was broken by Xiliang’s Amyeongyeong (暗勁), and he even vomited his own blood.
something that happened in an instant. However, the remaining veterans were not idle.
Flash! Quarreureung!
The wall warfare sword, the aptitude sword, and the king’s sword came flying.
All of them were swordsmanship at the pinnacle of strength and ability that could discuss the whole world. His hands and feet didn’t match well due to the long absence of actual combat, but his power was much stronger than when he was active.
Xu Liang, holding the Cheonmado in both hands, once again summoned the hellish wind.
Aaaaaang!
‘Kuu!’
Xiliang and Keumho floated to the surface.
The martial arts of the veterans who joined forces were beyond imagination. Although the quality of his career was inferior to that of Xu Liang, the overflowing power overwhelms Xu Liang personally.
‘My injury.’
My stomach stung. She’s got some internal injuries.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve tried on an internal injury in a real battle. That fact fueled Xi Liang’s tension and fighting spirit.
Quaang!
Seo Liang, who held the center of the gold tiger by fixing the Cheonmado to the ground, stretched out his left hand.
‘… … !’
A look of urgency appeared on the veterans’ faces.
It was the number of days that pushed the air out and distorted the space. At first glance, a gigantic career spewed out of a hand gesture that seemed slow.
And that career exquisitely dug into the net of pottery that surrounded the old masters like a self-defense weapon.
“damage!”
“not… … !”
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!
With a terrible explosion, the head of one hard worker was blown away.
It was Neungcheon Marasoo, the hand gesture of the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven that erases space.
It is the first martial art to be used in real combat. Its destructive power was astounding even to Seo Ryang. It was a martial art that was performed through instinct, not reason, but it pierced the pottery net with a single blow and took the life of a transcendent master.
This is the martial art of the reigning demon.
This is the martial art of the Heavenly Demon.
While Xu Liang himself was bewildered at the spectacle he created with his own hands.
Woo woo woo!!
A golden secretary stood up from Kumho’s body.
It was the spirit of Go Juk-rim. That spiritual energy healed Xi Liang’s internal wounds faster than magic.
The coexistence of one person, one number connected by the core of Gojuk was so mysterious.
Aaaaang!
Roar of gold tiger.
Whoa!!
The ensuing roar of King Ho made the masters of Paengga tremble.
“let’s go!”
While the old masters hesitate.
Xiliang and Keumho advanced like a storm towards the King of Kings.
