Episode 520
Death is fair to everyone (4)
‘What is it?’
Makwon runs out of breath.
I wanted to look back, but I couldn’t. This is because just the movement of twisting my body felt like my body would scream.
Now is the time to just keep running. In a forest once filled with only death, a path of life opened up.
‘Who the hell is that guy…?!’
Quad deud deuk! Coooooo!
A bloody sound was heard from the rear.
The entire Areumtree tree breaks down and rocks fly, causing an earthquake on the ground.
It was the sound of an invincible, crazy martial artist wiping out dozens of assassins. The spear artist’s energy waves were growing stronger as time passed.
‘He is a great powerhouse. Especially at that age… But why on earth are you helping me?’
At that moment, Makwon remembered the young man’s words.
A voice that proudly revealed its identity.
‘He is the head of the Murim Alliance’s military and a specially appointed adjutant of the Mukryongbu Iron Team.’
‘My name is Yeon Ho-jeong, the eldest son of Byeoksan Yeonga.’
‘ah!!’
An introduction that I skipped over because I was so distracted.
‘That young man?!’
Makwon had also heard rumors about Kangho.
‘The best review index in the world.’
As soon as he entered the martial arts world, Go Soo, a young man, played a decisive role in destroying the Kuju Myungga, which was the best family in the world at the time. Afterwards, he became the leader of the Murim League’s military unit and destroyed all the Black Island factions. Later, he became the youngest person to break through the barrier of martial arts and was a genius who received the honor of being the world’s best late leader.
Such a genius Go Soo came to help him.
‘Did he join the Murim Alliance?’
At that time, Makwon felt another expert approaching.
Although not as good as Yeonhojeong, he was a great enough expert. The skilled energy wave of the supreme master was rapidly approaching.
Makwon was nervous.
Paaang!
The person who arrived in front of him in an instant was a middle-aged warrior. It was a man with a short, wide sword on his waist and a short spear in his left hand.
Makwon hesitated.
Paeyul, a middle-aged man, asked.
“Are you Baek Byeong-shin?”
“That’s right.”
“It’s Jeomchang’s defeat rate.”
“ah!”
“Have you met Yeon Ho-jeong?”
The young nervousness on Makwon’s face disappeared.
“We met.”
“Looks like they’re already fighting.”
The vibrations in the ground could be felt up to here. Ruthless killing and explosive career were shaking the forest.
Paeyul frowned.
“You may say it’s urgent, but you’re fighting alone.”
There is regret in his voice.
Makwon felt dumbfounded for a moment.
Paeyul licked his lips and turned around.
“If we go a little further, there are allies. “You just need to be under their protection.”
If it were an ally, it would be clear that it was a unit of the Murim Alliance.
“Put it on your back.”
“What what?!”
“Even if it were a world-class army of white soldiers, it would be impossible for it to be like that right now.”
“I’m fine. “I can keep pace with you.”
“My comrade is fighting for his life over there. And I have to help him.”
“….”
“Throw away your pride.”
Makwon was embarrassed.
Paeyul shouted in a sharper voice.
“hurry!”
Damn, people are getting really ugly.
Makwon hopped on Paeyul’s back with an embarrassed look on his face.
“I’m sorry.”
Paeyul ran without answering.
Paaaaang!
Makwon’s eyes widened.
‘That’s fast.’
The martial arts of the Jeomchang school were known to be the most practical among the nine schools.
‘Practical’ means fast. Regardless of the logic of martial arts, the principle was to harm the opponent with a faster and more lethal blow.
The new law of defeat was also the same. It was a new method that penetrated faster, farther, and in a more lethal direction. So his magic was very fast.
Hwaaaaaaa!
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After climbing several mountains in an instant, Paeyul finally saw the Iron Team advancing, raising dust.
Faba Park!
The loss rate has stopped.
Hwang Seok-tae’s eyes lit up.
“Who is he?”
“Baekbyeongshingun Makwon.”
Paeyul put down the curtain.
“They will protect you. then.”
Paaaaaa!
Paeyul flew to the other side. I’m going to help Yeon Ho-jeong. Despite traveling such a long distance, there was no sign of fatigue at all.
Hwang Seok-tae got off his horse and took power.
“Hwang Seok-tae, the leader of the Yongah Iron Gidan, meets Baek Byeong-shin.”
It was an unusually polite greeting.
It had to be that way. Although he was older, his opponent was one of the strongest warriors in the martial arts world. To a true black man who reveres strength, the name of the three armies was worthy of respect in itself.
“Get on my horse. “We will get out to a safe place.”
Makwon had a lot to think about.
Yongah Iron Team? Was there such a group in the Murim League?
Looking at the scent of blood that was exuding beyond the restrained military spirit they exuded, it could not have been a Baekdo martial arts unit.
Makwon shook his head.
‘Let’s not think about that now.’
For a moment, I thought it might be a force trying to take advantage of me, but it was a meaningless worry. If he was going to kill him, he would have already killed him, and even if he were to be used, immediate survival took priority over being caught and dying at the hands of the enemy.
In this way, the Cheolgidan retreated to the rear with Makwon.
Before retreating, Hwang Seok-tae looked at the battlefield in the distance.
“…He’s a really great guy.”
* * *
Fuhuaak!
A pure white brilliance was shining on the long spear blade that emerged through the blood and flesh.
Flash!
The heads of seven assassins were blown off by the blade of the spear that slashed across a wide area.
A spear, no matter how long its blade, was basically a weapon that prioritized thrusting.
Yeonhojeong was different. He masterfully handled not only stabbing but also slashing with amazing distance control. Furthermore, they hit them with spears to break their bones, and at other times, they pushed them down and crushed them to death.
‘It’s okay.’
He handles a single polearm like a ghost. I couldn’t tell if it was a ghost swinging the spear or a person wielding a ghost-possessed spear.
Whoa whoa!
The spinning spear blade pierced the chest of one of the assassins.
The wind from the spear that came out of the back pierced the tree beyond and even blew away the shoulder of one of the hidden sprayers.
‘I’m completely familiar with it.’
To wield a weapon as powerful as the Gwangryongbu, you must be a master of the spear.
However, no matter how much Yeonhojeong did, he did not use the spear for a long time. You can handle it like a master no matter when you hold it, but it takes time to attach that spear to your body.
Yeon Ho-jeong combined this training with Naegigong training and conducted it against the Cheolgi Dan.
‘Suzaku.’
Papa papapang!
He advanced through over a hundred chapters with a single, blazing step.
And the twenty-five assassins in the hundred or so boxes all had their throats pierced.
It was a spear technique that covered an enormous range. It was a martial art of the Three Gods that combined the speed of the Suzaku, the attack power of the White Tiger, and the flexibility of the Blue Dragon.
It was then.
I saw a ray of flame flashing in the distance.
Yeon Ho-jeong stuck his spear in the ground.
Oooooh!
The Three Divine Qi subsided in an instant, and all the power of the Yeonga Goddan awakened the Black Emperor of the Northern Heavens.
Bukcheon is Hyeoncheon, and Hyeoncheon is Hyeonmu.
It was a manifestation of Xuan Wu-gong’s Twelve Walls of Northern Heaven and the Great Wall of Jinmu.
Flash!
A translucent black wall was created in front of Yeonhojeong.
and.
Kwaaaaang!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s body shook.
It was a huge shock. However, the internal organs were neither concussed nor injured.
Cheeeeeeeek!
The powerful fire evaporated most of the water vapor forming the surface of the Jinmudaejung wall.
But that was the end of it. There was nothing wrong with Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.
The fire was blocked.
The huge explosive iron bullet filled with fire energy could not penetrate the wall of the Great Emperor of Jinmu.
Quaaaang!
Yeon Ho-jeong, who had narrowed the distance with a heavy divine law, had already reached the front of the gun.
“omg!”
“This guy?!”
The people who dropped the cannonball were clearly people from the government.
But surprisingly, they all had considerable martial arts skills. It was not a martial arts performance of a government official, but a martial arts performance of a martial artist.
Flash!
Life arose in Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes.
I was so distracted that I couldn’t sense their temperament, but seeing them up close like this made me understand the type of martial arts they had mastered.
My instincts to live reflexively stretched out, but that gave me more confidence.
‘Yeoyanggong!’
It was not Yeoyang-gong of the Jungwon Martial Arts. Although his level was low, Yeon Ho-jeong had seen Yeoyang-gong possessing such a unique weapon.
Yeonhojeong’s long spear moved like a beam of light.
Kwaaaaang!
The main weapon exploded from the polearm thrust into the cannon’s muzzle. Then gunpowder exploded in all directions, creating a huge gust of wind.
No matter how much you have learned Yeoyanggong, you cannot be unharmed from an explosion of this magnitude. The three government ladies were covered in blood and flew in all directions.
Grumbling.
A terrifying flame engulfed the forest.
Cheeeeeeeek!
The flames that had taken over Yeonhojeong’s clothes disappeared in a puff of smoke. Even in that huge explosion, Yeonhojeong did not receive much damage.
“Right.”
Grrrr.
The expression that the mountains, rivers, and trees tremble is probably used in times like this.
The forest was howling due to the tremendous energy waves created by Yeonhojeong. The branches trembled and the rising flames kept trying to escape to other trees.
Hwaaaaaaa!
The Yeonga Shindan, refined with the Byeokra Jingyeol Yongpo Shingong Shingi and Sword Sword Technique, rotated at ultra-high speed.
Jiing! Jiiiing!
A huge amount of true energy was generated, and Yeonhojeong’s senses were developed to the limit.
At that moment, Yeonhojeong’s eyes lit up.
“Is it there!”
Quaaaang!
Yeonhojeong moves along with binge drinking, the speed of which cannot be traced with the n.a.k.e.d eye.
bang! Quang! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
A tiger that runs in a straight line, breaking all the trees and rocks that block its path.
Looking at him now, stained with a dark life, the quiet nickname of Byeoksanhojang did not suit him at all. Instead of being the leader of the green mountain, his appearance as an evil spirit rushing towards him was truly like that of a blood-stained ghost.
‘Come out.’
Qarring! Quang! Quaaaang!
Destroys everything in front of you.
The return route is not considered. He was covering the shortest distance to reach the one person or target that was captured by his senses.
Yeon Ho-jeong shouted.
“Come out!!”
Quaaaang!
A rock the size of a house was split into four pieces by a single strike from a long spear.
And behind the split rock, a large western man covered in blood stood with a surprised expression.
Cheeeeeeeek!
White smoke rose from Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.
Excited!
The main weapon, which pulsated as if my heart was going to explode, made the blood boil throughout my body.
“How long has it been? It seems like it’s been a long time, but looking at it again, it feels as vivid as if we met just yesterday.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s smiling voice stimulated the listener’s fear.
Slurp.
The deadly force of a ghost spewed out from the blade of the long spear that was slowly raised.
In front of it.
The person standing in front of Yeonhojeong’s Ojang Street with his spear pointed at him was such an unexpected person that I would have never imagined seeing him in a place like this.
“…Yeonhojeong?!”
“That’s right. That’s how it should be. “I have to remember.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s white smile looked as sharp as a wolf’s fangs.
Cheeeeeeeek!
The splint placed on the man’s broken right arm burned in an instant.
If you are an extreme expert, you can heal a broken bone after adjusting it with extremely detailed internal force control. Although it may not be possible to use it as freely as before it was broken, it is not impossible to implement martial arts itself.
Pussssss.
That wasn’t all.
The blood around my mouth disappeared in a puff of white smoke. I couldn’t figure out what kind of internal attack operation was possible to do that.
Of course, that wasn’t important to Yeon Ho-jeong.
What mattered to him now was the fact that he had stumbled upon the prey he had missed.
“It’s been a while.”
The eighteen generals of the Shinhwa religion.
Among them, Beonjak, the invincible vanguard known as the strongest general, was there.
