Episode 78. futile (3)
I remembered the first time I saw Cheon Ha-jin.
While he was on his way to victory as an elder of the Uicheon League, the person who overthrew the previous leader and became the new leader called Cheon Ha-jin an amazing treasured sword.
He didn’t hesitate to praise.
Jeong Il-ryong’s gaze toward the leader was not good. He was such a popular supporter that the elders’ meeting was meaningless.
It couldn’t be good for a beast that suddenly thrust its butt into the seat of power he was finally aiming for.
Of course, the impression of Chun Ha-jin was also the worst. Because he was a great help in helping the leader rise to his current position.
If he didn’t get rid of all the political enemies behind him, that person would never have been able to become the leader.
But even if that wasn’t the case, Jeong Il-ryong couldn’t help but hate Cheon Ha-jin.
Because the guy who didn’t receive much support has suddenly been called one of the top 10 masters in the world.
It didn’t matter if his actual skill was like that. Jeong Il-ryong hated being evaluated as stronger than himself, even though he was the leader’s sword that he hated.
So, I applied for Cheonrajimang.
If I couldn’t kill the leader, I wanted to get rid of his limbs.
There was also a feeling that Cheon Ha-jin’s sudden flight might be a possible dark world of the leader.
‘He’s definitely dead!’
He’s a guy who’s been stuck in an uncountable number of weapons and has become a rag. It was he who cut off his leg, and it was King Biyo who last cut his head.
So King Sal died. He is more miserable than anyone, and more cruel than anyone.
But who is this guy to use the martial arts of the King of Sal? Did King Sal raise an heir without anyone knowing?
But isn’t this guy a demon?
Pasasasak!
All the ice that covered Jeong Il-ryong’s body crumbled away. All the ice within a radius of one inch of the ground he stood on was shattered.
Woo woo woo.
A powerful wave of energy overflowed from his body. It was a complete opening of the white lotus qi (白蓮氣) that he had learned and polished his whole life.
“I will ask you one last time. Your body… … .”
Whoa!
Jeong Il-ryong’s body faltered. It was to block the sword of Seo Liang that approached before I knew it.
The gleaming light in his eyes was burning brightly in front of his eyes. It was a gaze that was difficult to express the degree of ferocity no matter what expression was used.
“I told you, find out my true identity with your sword.”
“you!”
“All I have to show you now is the knife!”
Quaang!
Jeong Il-ryong withdrew with a heavy drink.
It wasn’t like I was deliberately backing down. It was purely because he could not handle the aftermath of the power.
And in the gap, Xiliang was facing another change.
Whoa!
The red-dark lightning rode back into his body.
Jeong Il-ryong’s eyes shook.
Blasphemy!
Cracks like a spider’s web appeared on the ground.
An unusual heartbeat arose from the body of Seo Liang, who was crouching down. Among the gates of hell built deep underground, the second door was finally about to open.
Grasp!
Jung Il-ryong moved.
It was instinct. I’ve felt ominous omens before, but now it’s different again. It seemed like something else was about to come out.
Woooooooooo!!
A dazzling white glow rose from the elastically stretched white crane sword.
If any of the Murim people saw this scene, they would have doubted their eyes.
The brilliance rising from the white crane sword wasn’t just a sword. But it wasn’t even the level of the condensation of the black energy to emit a stronger light.
The pure light itself, in which the form and degree of concentration of energy are different. The pinnacle of destruction made of authenticity that no one in the world seems to be able to accept.
“Die, you bastard!!”
Just then, Xi Liang’s head lifted.
Whoops!
For a moment, Jung Il-ryong couldn’t help but be astonished.
The extreme martial arts he pulled out with all his might left a round hole in the ground. If there was steel there, it would have penetrated without resistance.
The problem is that the target that Jeong Il-ryong tried to drill a hole in was not the ground or steel.
Papababak!
Jung Il-ryong, who had spread sword dance around his body just in case, looked around. It’s because I didn’t feel the popularity of Seo Liang.
‘… … ?!’
Xiliang stood in front of a giant tree not far away.
‘It was this close?’
But why didn’t I feel the air waves? No, it’s normal to feel at least a little bit of presence, right?
‘Could it be that he really is the successor of King Sal… … ?’
As much as he was called the greatest assassin of all time, Salwang’s stealth skills were beyond imagination. Those who escaped from the eyes of the lord because of their stealth had to tremble in fear every day.
But why did you come now and use stealth? Isn’t that too inefficient?
In any case, you can see it, so you have to attack. Jeong Il-ryong, who straightened the white crane sword, rushed at Seo-ryang once again.
‘… … ?’
Jung Il-ryong’s eyes were filled with wonder.
‘what? Why do my movements… … ?’
slow.
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Even if it was slow, it was too slow. My limbs were heavy, as if I had fallen into water, and it was difficult to breathe.
‘What kind of harmony is this?!’
My senses are fine, but only my body has slowed down. No, it seemed the world had slowed down.
Even in the midst of my doubts, a corner of my head flashed. Her ears were ringing and her chest was tight. A sense of crisis unknown to her identity tickled her stomach.
At that time, Jeong Il-ryong looked into Xi Liang’s eyes.
Unlike the previous demonic eyes that burned fiercely, his eyes now were very clear and calm.
It was like watching a seeker. It was like seeing an unknown prophet who had seen through the laws of heaven.
what? Is the magic ball broken? Or did you just give up on living? Did you realize something in that moment?
fillet!
At that time, the fingernails of Jeong Il-ryong’s left hand, which stretched forward, cracked.
Jeong Il-ryong’s mouth fell open. Only then did he realize why he hadn’t noticed its presence, why the world had slowed down, and why its eyes were so clear.
and the moment you realize it.
The energy of absolute demons swept over Jeong Il-ryong.
Whoaaaaaaaa!!
The white lotus swayed wildly like a sailboat hit by waves.
The white crane sword, which was moving according to the method of the white sword method, stopped, and the frozen wounds on the upper body burst open with a popping sound in succession.
‘Unbelievable!’
It wasn’t that Jeong Il-ryong couldn’t feel Seo-ryang’s presence.
For a moment, the air waves emitted by Xu Liang were so huge that he could not feel their presence.
The illusion that the world seemed to have slowed down was the result of being suppressed by air waves and controlling their movements.
And the clear eyes of Xi Liang?
‘This nonsense!’
It wasn’t because I realized something or because I gave up living. It was because he opened the Amyeongjin Magicong once again by drawing out all the demonic energy hidden in the veins as well as the blood vessels.
Xi Liang’s life was the same as before. It was only because the change was so dramatic that his eyes looked clear.
It was the same logic as feeling a sudden cold when cold air enters the place where the ultimate inexorable sword was swept away.
In this way, Xi Liang opened a deeper gate to hell.
It was the second opening of the Amyeongjin Magicong, the Demonic View of Heaven and Earth.
Squeak.
Slowly, Seo Liang lifted his leg and stepped on the ground forcefully.
Kwaaaaang!!
The ground cracked open with an explosion.
Quadruped! Damn it!
The cracks in the ground did not stop, and they headed towards Jung Il-ryong quickly and furiously.
Jeong Il-ryong’s complexion turned pale.
It can’t even be expressed in words that it’s monstrous. I couldn’t even guess how strong the ground would crack if I stepped on the advance.
“Haaaap!”
Jung Il-ryong, who shook off his spirit with a spirit raised from his lower stomach, moved to the left.
Quadd Deuk!
The continuous crack stopped only after overturning the roots of the giant tree on the other side.
Pussss.
At the same time, white smoke rose from the cracks in the cracked ground.
I didn’t know what kind of acting it was, but Jung Il-ryong praised his judgment for avoiding that acting.
But he felt relieved too quickly.
Whoops!
“Aagh!”
With a scream that couldn’t overcome the pain, Jung Il-ryong flew to the rear.
Blood gushed from his nose and mouth. There was a crack in the white crane sword that was somehow blocked.
Roaring!
In that moment, Jeong Il-ryong once again felt a chilling sense of crisis running down his spine.
‘bloke!’
The fiend has already caught up with him. The attitude of murderous intent (太刀), imbued with ferocious demonic spirit, was struck down with tremendous weight.
Jeong Il-ryong’s body was dyed completely white.
Wow!
Ildobongsan (一刀崩山).
Knock down a mountain with one knife. Indeed, it was a blow worthy of such an expression.
“Hey!”
Jeong Il-ryong, who was fortunate enough to avoid the blow, gasped.
The internal injuries suffered earlier were also severe, but she suffered severe internal injuries again due to the tremendous consumption of internal energy that she ventured to avoid this blow.
‘Come again!’
There is no time to be surprised. Jeong Il-ryong gritted his teeth and raised the white crane sword.
grasp!
Seoyang galloped.
Jeong Il-ryong, who was nervous and switched his sword to a defensive stance, felt a moment of doubt.
‘His condition… … ?’
His complexion is pale and his body is drenched in cold sweat. A thin stream of blood flowed from his nose.
‘this guy! Martial arts are not perfect!’
It was the correct answer.
Seo Liang completed Amyeongjin Magicong, but did not succeed. It’s the same reason why the best craftsman can’t be called a swordsman just because he wields a sword himself.
Since it was a martial art he invented himself, he is more knowledgeable about that martial art than anyone else, but the process of embodied it was never easy.
It was only possible to learn this far in a short period of time because he had a high degree of enlightenment to the point of being called a teenage master.
In particular, unlike the first-floor opening of the demonic field, the second-floor opening, the demonic viewing, heaven and earth gate ceremony amplifies the magical power itself, constantly revealing the essence of demons.
It was a embodied study.
Of course, it was inevitable that the body would be strained.
Damn it!
Jeong Il-ryong vomited blood again, and Xu Liang also bleed more nosebleeds.
Although he suffered a loss this time, Jung Il-ryong was relieved.
‘It’s over now, you bastard!’
The reason he was able to push himself was that grotesque martial arts. If both stamina and energy were consumed equally, the victory of the person with high enlightenment was clear.
“The good times are gone! I’ll cut you limb, you damn fiend!”
“Look at this bastard? Am I missing another limb?”
“What?”
“But what… … Do you like it? I just wish I could make it that way.”
In an instant, Xi Liang’s fist dug into Jeong Il-ryong’s side.
f*ck!
“Ouch!”
In front of Jeong Il-ryong, who staggered away, Seo-ryang gasped for breath and raised his sword.
“Do you know why I brought this ignorantly large knife?”
Whoa!
Once again, the demonic spirit of the dark spirit demon that was frosted over the sword was extremely unstable. It meant that the forcibly opened Demon Crown Chunji Gate Ceremony was closing.
But it was more than enough to crush an old man mad with greed.
“If you’re at a similar level, it’s because you know that your white swordsmanship is particularly weak against heavy swords.”
“How can I… … ?”
“Even more so, if you have the upper hand in enlightenment, then you are nothing.”
“… … !”
Wow!
Xi Liang’s body was scattered in all directions.
A look of astonishment hung over Jeong Il-ryong’s face.
I finally remembered his footsteps. Unlike the unnamed Do-beop, all the leaders of the Uicheon League were aware of that god-possessed foot-beop.
“Gucheonchukji?!”
“OK!”
bang!
Xu Liang, who had forced Jeong Il-ryong back with a volcanic gun, raised his sword with a white smile.
“I’ll chop you up!”
f*ck!
