Episode 228: What Happens When You Touch My Girl?
The moment the evil soma finished speaking, three crows flew up. The Black Night Three Crows had launched an attack.
Since the murderous intent in their words was clear, they did not hesitate. If the other party had decided to kill Yeobulgae, there was no way for them to survive without killing them.
Black Night Three-Five charged from three directions.
On the left, aim for the shoulder, on the right, aim for the side, and from the front, aim for the neck.
No one has ever withstood this attack. These night crows were certainly skilled enough to make Yeobulgae the king of the night. Everything was a perfect attack, except for the fact that the opponent was an extremely evil soma.
With just one step, the evil Soma evaded the combined attack. Three swords barely passed by his body, but his eyes under the mask were calm. Calm and precise, piing!
Il-oh couldn’t avoid the bloodshot eyes that flew right in front of his nose.
As Il-oh died with his neck pierced, Io screamed and swung his sword.
The gap created by anger was large enough for a single gust of wind to penetrate.
puck!
The last remaining Sam-Oh sword made the most amazing move of his life, but it only cut off the tip of his opponent’s bamboo stick.
If he had known who his opponent was, that alone would have been something to brag about, but his life of committing evil deeds under Yeo Bul-gae was one in which he never had a chance to brag. He too died with a hole in his forehead.
That was it!
Aaaa …
Something flew at the back of the evil soma with tremendous force. It was the spear of the Blood Spear.
Choaaaah.
The spear flying at a terrifying speed stopped behind the evil Soma.
The person holding the window was Geommugeuk.
Bloody Spear was shocked. His spear was not something that could be held with bare hands. If he could hold it with bare hands, how could he have become a famous spear master in Sapa?
The swordsman stuck his spear into the ground.
The evil Soma turned around and lightly flicked the spear stuck in the floor with his finger.
Chae-Ang!
The clear, ringing sound was a token of gratitude from the evil Soma.
Taking that sound as their starting signal, the sword dance rushed towards Hyeolmyeongchang.
Hyeolmyeongchang quickly combined the two short spears he was carrying on his waists. There was enough time to combine the spears due to the distance. That was if Geommugeuk hadn’t rushed towards Mingwangbo.
Crunch!
The spear that had just been connected was cut in half along with the master’s body. In Geommu-geuk’s hand, he was holding a black and white double-edged sword, not a black magic sword, but Geommu-geuk was a master calligrapher who did not hesitate to use a brush.
At that very moment.
Swish!
The vines that rose from the ground wrapped around Geommugeuk’s entire body. It was a spell that tied up the opponent’s body for a short moment.
The Yin-Yang Gui, who had been sitting in front of the flower garden, was grabbing Geommugeuk’s wrists from either side.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwa!
The internal energy of Yin-Yang Ghost poured out like a waterfall through Geommugeuk’s two wrists.
Their martial art is called Pasimheupseonggong (breaking the heart and sucking in stars).
He was an extremely evil master who would use his powerful internal energy to burst the hearts of his opponents, killing them, and then taking all their internal energy and vital energy.
He could easily kill an average expert on his own, so he thought that his opponent would never be able to withstand it now that the two of them were locked in combat.
But that was a mistake due to not knowing what kind of person Geommugeuk was in terms of internal energy.
My internal energy kept pouring in.
By now, he should be spitting blood out of his mouth and suffering internal injuries, but Geommugeuk was fine.
Yang-gwi gave Yin-gwi a serious look. It was a signal to stop now, but Yin-gwi firmly shook her head and refused. She knew from experience that the stronger the opponent, the more delicious the internal energy and yang energy were.
Just a little more, just a little more!
It seemed as if Geommugeuk would collapse and vomit blood at any moment.
The internal energy injected was more than half, and more than a third. As time passed, they could not give up. They could not give up, even if it was because they felt sorry for the internal energy that had already been injected.
Yang Gui attempted the art of casting a shadow.
While absorbing internal energy, I absolutely must not use any other martial arts, but the situation was unavoidable.
The shadow of the sword dance rose up. Normally, the shadow should have penetrated the spirit of the sword dance and inflicted internal injuries.
Ssssssss!
After the shadow merged with the sword dance, it quietly returned to its original position.
‘Magic doesn’t work!’
Yang Gui vomited a bowlful of blood.
Only when the moment of no return had come did Geommu-geuk reveal his skills. Instead of dying, he spoke to them leisurely.
“What should I do? Sorcery and internal energy are the areas I am most confident in.”
Yin Yang Gui could tell that he had been hit by Geom Mu Geuk. He had intentionally given his wrists in the first place. Now, even if he tried to stop, he couldn’t. His own history was being sucked away endlessly as if he had fallen into an abyss.
In this way, Yin-Yang-Gwi, whose internal energy was completely exhausted and whose blood vessels were completely dried up, collapsed. They lost their lives while pouring water into a bottomless pit.
The internal energy of the two people was combined into Geommu-geuk’s danjeon. Geommu-geuk’s internal energy, which was originally innate in the Heavenly Martial Arts Body and had reached a new level, made their internal energy his own much faster and more purely than before. Just as no matter how many rivers merge into the ocean, the ocean is still a vast ocean.
Yeo Bul-gae, who had been blankly watching the death of Yin-Yang-Gwi, his last hope, looked around the room blankly. All the masters except for himself and Hwang-Yeom were dead.
‘If only it were a dream.’
Surprisingly, he wished that all this was a dream. He had lived his life carrying Yulhan on his back and fulfilling all sorts of peripheral desires.
‘I can’t give up!’
The fool gritted his teeth.
-Take that woman hostage!
At the sound of Yeobulgae’s voice, Hwangyeon did not move.
-What are you doing? Hurry up and take me hostage!
However, Hwangyeon had already been subdued by Ahyeol and Mahyeol. When on earth did he subdue him in this chaotic situation?
Originally, he had planned to have Hwang Yeom take Cheonhwaruju hostage while he himself took the women here hostage.
But what if things turned out like this?
Yeobulgae flew towards Cheonhwaruju.
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‘I can survive if I take that bitch hostage.’
At the very moment he was about to subdue Cheonhwaruju, the evil Soma stopped him one step ahead.
Yeobulgae used all his strength to push hard. But how could an old man who only loved women be able to handle the extremely evil demon that would be difficult to deal with even if he trained his whole life?
The tension from the extremely evil Soma flying in was easily relieved with tension.
It was only then that Yeobulgae finally saw his face under the bamboo. He, who had been blankly staring at the white mask, was startled.
“you are!”
Before the next words could be said, a blood clot was emitted.
Ping! Plink!
A ray of light, like a gust of wind that he had endured until the moment he arrived, pierced his mouth. Yeobulgae covered his mouth with a short scream. Blood flowed out from between his fingers.
At that time, Cheonhwaruju spoke to the women.
“Okay, everyone open your eyes and look.”
The women opened their eyes. They were shocked by the scene unfolding in the room. They had been desperately hoping for this situation as they heard the sound of the fight, but they had never imagined that Yeo Bul-gae’s powerful subordinates would be lying around as corpses.
Among the corpses strewn everywhere, holes were growing in Yeobulgae’s body.
Pfft! Pfft!
My shoulder was pierced. The back of my hand that was trying to grab my shoulder was pierced.
Yeo Bul-gae, who realized that his opponent was the evil Soma of the Demonic Cult, lost his will to fight and floundered. He begged for his life, but his mouth was pierced by the first blast of wind, so he couldn’t speak properly.
He crawled on the floor and begged for his life.
The Sword Dance Theater knew. What would come back as that earnestness later? How many people would die from a moment of mercy and forgiveness.
Fortunately, his opponent today was the evil Soma.
Bam!
The evil Soma kicked his lower body without mercy. The desire that had driven him to evil deeds all his life was shattered, and he let out a miserable scream.
“Eww!”
Blood poured out of his mouth as he screamed.
‘I will survive somehow and definitely get revenge!’
The evil spirit crawled back to the evil spirit again.
‘You son of a bitch! I’ll kill you! I’ll pay you back a hundredfold, a thousandfold for this pain!’
The blood-covered female Buddhist monk forced herself to smile.
“… …I will live a good life.”
Although I couldn’t hear his pronunciation properly, I could tell he was talking about reforming his ways.
Of course it didn’t work.
This time, the joints of his limbs were pierced. He shot the wind only at the places where he could feel the most pain. He didn’t even give him a single word of advice to live a good life in the next life. The evil Soma completely ignored him.
Finally, he pulled out the spear that was stuck in the floor and stabbed it into his struggling stomach.
The future that Cheonhwaruju spoke of was not unfolding in hell, but here.
The evil soma stared coldly at the dying man and then held out his palm towards him. The fire pit that Cheonhwaruju had spoken of was none other than the evil soma’s magic explosion.
Kwaaaaaaaang!
His whole body was blown away.
dump.
He disappeared into a blood clot, leaving only the broken spear rolling on the floor. This was the answer of the evil Soma to what would happen if he touched my woman.
Some women cheered at the sight, some shed tears of joy, and others turned their heads away, unable to bear to look at the gruesome sight.
Their reactions were different, but the emotion they felt was the same. The only thing that came to mind was the joy of being free from this hell… .
Boom! Bam!
As if it had been watching this moment, rain began to pour down from the sky.
Swaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
The women all looked up at the sky. It felt like all the pain they had experienced up until now was being washed away by the rain.
Cheonhwaruju walked towards them.
“It’s time to go home now.”
Of course, Cheonhwaruju was going to take them until this matter was over. Geommu-geuk could tell. Cheonhwaruju was the one who could help them more than anyone else right now. He would be the one who could comfort their wounds better than anyone else.
The women bowed down to the three men.
“I will never forget the grace that saved me.”
The thought of seeing their families again brought tears to their eyes. How much do they miss them? How long do they search for them?
Cheonhwaruju raised them up.
The middle-aged woman who had earlier tried to save the young woman asked with a tearful face.
“Please tell me your name, Eun-gong.”
Then Geommugeuk smiled and said.
“As you heard before, this person here is the owner of the house, that person is the pillar’s husband, and I am the pillar’s husband’s friend.”
Knowing that he meant not to reveal his identity, the woman did not ask any more questions.
Instead, they revealed their hearts.
“I will live my life never forgetting this favor.”
Now it’s time to leave this place.
Geommu-geuk approached Hwang-yeom, who was the only survivor after Ma-hyeol and Ah-hyeol were subdued.
He asked, releasing the blood from Hwangyeon’s wound.
“Do you want to live?”
“yes!”
Hwang Yeom nodded absentmindedly.
He was a servant worthy of his master. What kind of loyalty is loyalty when the master is dead? Who on earth could possibly destroy Yeobulgae and his men so easily?
The Geommu-geuk quickly dug the ground using the Geomgang and threw the corpses into the pit with the empty water. Then, it was filled in in an instant.
The pouring rain washed away all the blood.
Meanwhile, the women cleaned up the inside of the room, and the evil soma brought in a large carriage that had been parked in the backyard.
Geommu-geuk said to Hwang-yeom.
“Tell your subordinates as you leave. I have a place to go with Yeobulgae for a while. If you want to try to trick me, try to. I will put you in the torture chamber until you die. I will take you alive as if I were my own life.”
“That won’t happen.”
The women were put into the carriage. Huang Yan personally took the reins, and Geommu Geuk sat beside her.
The carriage ran to Yeo Bul-gae’s residence. Hwang Yeom prohibited the entry and exit of the palace and acted better than he had been told. At this rate, Yeo Bul-gae’s death would not be known until it reached Yeol-han.
About ten miles away, the Poison King and the Western Dragon were waiting.
Seodaeryong took the reins, and now Cheonhwaruju and the women were in the hands of the Poison King.
“Please keep my promise and let me live!”
“I never made any promises, I just asked you if you wanted to live.”
The moment Hwang Yeom was about to ask something.
Phew!
The fist of the swordsmanship pierced his chest. The price for his help was a painless death. In fact, this guy who acted as Yeobulgae’s lackey should have been killed painfully, but there was no time for that now.
The swordsmen dug deep into the nearby forest and disposed of the corpse.
Meanwhile, the Poison King and the Western Dragon had finished preparing to depart.
“Then please take care of it.”
When Geommugeuk asked the Poison King to take care of the women, he said something unexpected.
“When we get back, let’s try making poison again, which we failed to do before.”
It was another story about coming to Cheondokrim to play. It was a roundabout way of saying that I should handle this matter safely and come back.
“If you will allow me to stay far away from the door this time too.”
Cheonhwaruju also did not send the Geommu Geuk or the Extreme Evil Soma seriously.
“Please take good care of our husband.”
“I always say this, but I need you to ask Soma-sama to take care of me.”
The person who was most worried was Seo Dae-ryong. He said this several times while handing over the black magic sword he had been keeping.
“I know your skills well, sir, but please be careful. Be careful and careful again. If you have to, run away! Don’t show off for no reason!”
“If you’re that worried, come with me.”
Then, Seodaeryong flinched and took a step back.
“Unfortunately, there is no one to drive the carriage.”
The Poison King spoke quietly from the side.
“I can drive the carriage. Should I drive it for the first time in a while?”
Seo Dae-ryong pretended not to hear and spoke to Geommu-geuk.
“Then I’ll be waiting. As always.”
Geommu-geuk smiled and patted his shoulder once. Keep growing, Seo Dae-ryong. One day, there will come a day when I will fight together with you.
After saying goodbye like that, Geommu-geuk and Geukak-soma started running towards where Go-wol was waiting. Now he had to face Yal-han, but Geommu-geuk was not afraid. Because the person who would protect his back was Geukak-soma.
Swaaaaaaah!
The two ran without stopping, braving the pouring rain.
