Episode 473. Imperial Wind Cloud (7)
“Dispersion!!”
Whoa!
Wi Hong-ryeon’s order was swift.
However, the pouring rain of fire was faster than that.
bang! Quarreung!
Wi Hong-ryun gritted it.
I could feel it without looking back. How great the martial arts of the person who sprinkled this flame rain, how powerful the power of the flames was.
‘Shit!’
In a short time, dozens of Demon Lords became fireballs and collapsed.
Wi Hong-ryun only thought of the safety of the old man he was carrying. Contrary to his absolute prestige, the old man, tightly wrapped in the blood king’s robe (血王寶衣), given to him specially for this mission, was very light.
shiver.
Blood flowed from the nape of his neck.
It wasn’t Wi Hong-ryun’s blood. It was blood that flowed from the old man’s nose.
‘no!’
My body shook from the aftermath of the fierce battle. A healthy person would not know it, but it was an old man who was poisoned with blood and his body was in ruins. Even his mild shock was quite dangerous.
“Seven Dragon Houses!!”
Whoops!
The six Demon Kings who went through the flames had someone on their backs like Wi Hong-Ryeon.
It was a tactic to obstruct the enemy’s vision. It was a strategy to kidnap the emperor, knock out the handmaidens and servants, and then hide and spread the body with the blood king’s boui.
Just like that, when the demon king almost got out of Yiyeondaemun.
Aaaaaaaaaaa!!
There was a tremendous roar that swept the son-in-law.
‘Route ship!’
Wow!
The monster with wind and fire wheels on both feet bounced off at a terrifying speed.
The explosive power of the single sword was enormous. It was Namgung-eon’s Changgung One Sword (蒼穹一劍) that raised Changgung Muae Shingong to the pinnacle.
“Who are you!”
Namgoong Eon did not answer.
He straightened his dazzling cotton sword and stood upright as stiff as bamboo to look in all directions.
Hoo-wook.
The elite masters of the imperial palace, who were chasing after the Demon King, retreated without even realizing it.
Whoaaaaagh!
The air waves emitted by Namgoong-eon were truly amazing.
He was one of the ten best masters in the world and was called the best sword in the middle of the day. The sword of the sky and the eyes full of dignity mercilessly suppressed the air around Yiyeondaemun.
The man who raised the weather wheel opened his mouth wide.
“no way… … Sword King?!”
Namgoong Eon did not answer this time either.
He didn’t know his opponent’s identity. However, I knew that he was a master who would not be lacking even if he faced a master who had reached Hwagyeong, and at the same time realized that another absolute master was approaching.
It wasn’t the time to be idle.
“Why is the Sword King here… … !”
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“Keuuugh!”
The monster with a dagger in both hands was pushed back once more.
Namgungeon’s eyes flashed.
‘It’s a weird guy.’
The power and energy of martial arts are at the level of a teenage master, but he is unable to block his own sword.
‘Unfinished martial arts? no. This isn’t martial arts… … .’
Aaaaaang!
At that moment, there was a master who approached like an arrow.
Namgungeon’s eyes widened.
‘this!’
He held out his hand, not the sword. It was instinct.
Quarreung!
The two meat poles collided, creating a thunderclap.
Namgungeon took a few steps back. The opponent also took two steps back.
It was a subtle but definite moment of superiority and inferiority. If the one who rushed forward at the same speed took two steps back, it meant that the degree of manifestation of physical strength, true energy, and martial arts was clearly one step lower than that of Namgung-eon.
‘Mmm.’
However, that one move was also a difference that could be reversed at any time. Namgung Eon was surprised by the amount of shock transmitted to his left hand.
‘It’s the best of the best. But he’s good at penetrating glasses. Martial arts itself is a kind of dark field that destroys the opponent’s blood vessels and meridians.’
Even though it was a martial art of darkness, the spirit spirit unique to the martial arts of the Jeongpa stood out. Such martial arts were really rare.
“You really are the Sword King.”
The middle-aged man’s eyes lit up.
“You dare break into the imperial palace, do you want to die!”
Namgoong Eon remained silent.
The reason he accepted Xiliang’s request was not simply because he had a relationship with Xiliang. It wasn’t even a request that he would listen to because he had a relationship in the first place.
However, I had a deep conversation with him, and I decided that this job would help set the world in trouble.
All gone, I thought this was the right thing to do. It wouldn’t be a big deal to point fingers at him for being a traitor, but this was truly the right thing to do. That’s why I accepted this risky request.
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A blue spirit shimmered on the nameless sword.
Neungjeokban’s eyes darkened.
‘It’s amazing.’
It was a terrifying sword. A different sense of intimidation emanated from the sword just by loading it with authenticity.
I am the best swordsman in the midfield, as if shouting that.
“Fire master, arrest the group of traitors.”
“Good!”
Faaaaang!
The monster called Fireju flew through the sky again.
I didn’t know anything else, but I couldn’t help but admire that divine law alone. It was a new law that would not be inferior to discussing the best in the world.
‘No, it’s not a new law, but a technique?’
Namgoong Eon’s sword moved like lightning.
Quarreureung!
“Kuh! This, such a dog-like old man!”
The monster who stopped in the air, the ship owner, gnashed his teeth.
The skill squad shouted.
“Never mind, go after the weightlifters!”
“I will chase you only if I can chase you! Hurry up and stop the old man!”
Faaaaang!
Before the two of them even moved, Namgung-eon was already deploying the divine law.
Although he valued enlightenment more than combat martial arts, even that enlightenment is difficult to accept without extreme training.
In an instant, Namgung-eon climbed over the head of the monster and deployed the Changgung Muaegeombeop (蒼穹無涯劍法).
The pouring sword strikes were like waves. The startled shipowner swung his red pike wildly.
Roaring! Kwaaang!
“Turn it off!”
Both feet of the shipper were driven into the ground. It was buried almost to the knees.
“What strength is an old man… … !”
Whoa! Damn it! Quaang!
Suddenly, several roars erupted in the air.
Namgoong-eon and Neungjeok-ban divided their hands. As if there was no problem at all, Namgung-eon let go of his spirited swordsmanship, and the Neungjeok-ban poured out irregular and practical powers.
Teeing! Quaang!
Two people bounced off the new model in different directions and flew away.
Aaaaaang!
At the same time, the shipper galloped.
A look of embarrassment appeared on Namgungeon’s face.
‘Do I miss it?’
If possible, I wanted to keep both masters. Even if he couldn’t win, he thought he would be able to buy enough time for the demon king’s spirit to escape.
But it was an illusion.
‘It’s strong.’
The martial arts of the opponent who was good at handing were at a level worthy of the name of a teenage master. It seemed that I would not be able to pursue the demon lord without defeating this man.
“Sword King, your entire family will be punished for your high treason.”
Namgoong Eon smiled.
Only then did he open his mouth.
“What you want is righteousness, and what you must protect is righteousness. If I had lived a life that was not ashamed of justice, I might as well die today.”
“Then I will kill you right here today!”
Faaaaang!
The Neungjeok Squad, approaching at terrifying speed, threw out a pair of fists.
It was like a storm. Namgoong-eon had never seen such a violent and practical martial arts before.
No, I’ve seen it once. A young Ma-Ryong (魔龍), who had been confined to a small room for several years and devoted himself to fencing, used a similar martial art.
The ferocity and ferocity of the man’s fists was comparable to that of the leader Seo.
‘but.’
Papabak! Quaang!
The enemy team staggered back.
There was surprise in his eyes.
“Gobeop?!”
Gobeop means headbutting the body. After three or four fights, Namgung-eon, who had forced the Neungjeok squad to retreat with a torso head-butt, raised his sword once again.
“He is a master with very practical authority. But it’s halfway there.”
“what?”
Namgoong Eon smiled.
“Compared to Master Seo, your hand-holding skills are only half that.”
The face of the neungjeokban was distorted.
Wow!
The enemy team, which closed the distance again, swung its arms and legs.
Even though his heart was shaken quite a bit, the martial arts he implemented did not shake. It was a person who was thoroughly trained so that he could pull out the ultimate martial arts at any time and in any state.
Kwak Kwa Kwak!
The stone walls of the imperial palace collapsed in the blustering sword wind, and one building was blown away by the wind that strayed.
The power of the supernatural gods, who were born as humans and crossed the limits several times, finally transcended the limits of martial arts, was so great. That Lee Cheon-sang is truly the best of all times and times, and is called a demon that no one can compare to, but in the eyes of ordinary people, Namgung-eon and Neungjeok-ban were no different from monsters.
Pew! Kaaang!
Namgoong-eon, who cut off the three swords and opened the distance with the Cheonpungjang, said with a calm face.
“Now I know who you are.”
“Two!”
“How can a person who has become a king? … .”
“Shut up, Sword King.”
Woo woo woo.
A gray air current rose from both fists of the red team.
Namgoong Eon’s face hardened. At first glance, it was a fist with a completely different power than before.
“… … It won’t be easy.”
* * *
Wow!
‘Damn it!’
The operation was a success.
half only.
Pabababababak!
The demon lord spread widely and headed south. Because the enemy’s attack range was so wide.
The shipper who followed frowned.
“You bastards!”
Roaring!
A huge fire broke out in his javelin.
It was a fire of unimaginable size. Wi Hong-ryeon had also seen Yanggang’s martial arts countless times, but it was the first time that a master had created such a large flame.
‘No, aren’t all martial arts that create sparks a scam in the first place!’
Whoops!
A huge ball of flame was shot towards the center of the Demon King’s territory.
Kwaaang!
“Keugh!”
“Keep running!”
Red flames spewed from the shipper’s eyes.
It wasn’t that he didn’t put all his strength into it, but it wasn’t an attack that anyone could receive. Although there is no strong energy, the flame itself is life threatening.
However, no one was killed in this attack. As if they had waited, they spread in a circle to avoid the fireball, and the series of movements were as smooth as flowing water.
“They’re not normal guys!”
Faaaaang!
Yu Hong-ryun’s eyes shook.
The shipper, who had been following for a long time, passed him before he knew it and was standing over a dozen sheets.
‘What?!’
It was a great new law.
It was unbelievable speed. Wei Hongryeon is a master of the highest level, and he knew where the limits of martial arts could be realized. In her view, the new law of her shipper was out of business.
‘Impossible!’
Roaring!
The pike with the shipper burned red again.
In the first place, he was not standing on the ground. Wheels wrapped in flames were created on the left and right sides of both feet, but both feet were floating in the air, and only the fire wheel was spinning slowly.
Whatever happened, the important thing was that there was no way to shake him off.
‘There was such a guy! What the hell did Bukjeombigak do!’
I thought that one sword king would be enough, but I never imagined that there would be such a bizarre monster.
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The shipper, who aimed his spear at the demon lord, smiled coldly.
The red heat that rose from the tip of the spear blade slowly turned white. is raising the temperature.
“From the looks of it, they look like the Demonic Cult, but it went well. The damage to the main palace is enormous because of this demonic lord… … .”
Kwaaang!
“Keugh!”
The shipper stumbled and stepped aside.
‘What, what?’
Blood flowed from the hand holding the spear. The hood is torn.
“Someone else… … !”
“As expected, it seems that only Jinki is exceptional, but his skills are not that great.”
Yu Hong-ryun’s eyes widened.
Wheein!
The dark night road was colored with bright gold light.
“All, you… … ?”
“You go west. The raw route is not a land route, but a water route.”
Excluding Jeoksong and the old monks of the previous generation, he was the most familiar with Shaolin martial arts of the time.
The master of Shaolin, Hyesim, appeared with the Eight Great Guardians.
“I’m glad I’m not late.”
“Shaolin?! You bastards like this dog! You guys are definitely Bongmun (封門)… … !!”
“Don’t think of us as middlemen anymore. The nine of us are just apostate monks who were excommunicated along with the commander.”
“What, what?!”
Whoops.
A brilliant golden light shone on Hyesim’s fist.
“Anyway, are you okay? It’s within a hundred paces.”
