Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 703

Episode 703. Who is the volcano bastard? (3)

“Taaaaaat!”

Yunjong swung his sword in its sheath.

If you swing it with the sheath on, the sword will naturally become heavier and less precise.

But that’s no problem when dealing with them.

Paaaat! Faaah!

Yunjong’s sword cut through the air like a sword strike and struck the foreheads of the approaching Geumgeombu disciples.

Sigh! Taaaaagh!

Just enough to not cause serious injury, just enough to lose consciousness.

Subduing an opponent without hurting him is twice as difficult as taking his life. However, Yunjong’s sword moved lightly without any problems.

“Hey, these guys!”

“be careful! “They are not ordinary guys!”

The disciples of Geumgeombu were horrified by the presence of Yunjong and retreated.

“Where on earth did these guys come from?”

“No, I said it came from a volcano…” … .”

“Don’t back down! “Are you going to show your weakness to those Sapa bastards?”

“It’s not Sapa!”

When Yunjong swung his arm again, a splendid sword energy surged from the tip of his sword.

“That strange sword technique! “These guys are also Sapa!”

“No!”

I’m going crazy and jumping up and down, really!

‘No, shall we try the Plum Blossom Sword Technique?’

An impulse reared its head in my mind. But Yoonjong soon shook his head.

Plum Sword Technique is a sword technique that has so many changes that it is difficult for even the caster to control all of the sword techniques. And his twenty-four plum blossom sword technique is not yet complete.

If someone gets hurt while unfolding it clumsily, then they may have to hide the fact that they are really a volcanic faction and run away.

‘That’s not worth dying for!’

The accident was caused by Cheongmyeong, not by them.

So for now… … .

“Aaaah! Take it! Twenty-Four Plum Sword Techniques and Plum Blades… … .”

“don’t do it! “You crazy guy!”

The sword that Yun Jong reflexively threw stuck in the back of Jo Geol’s head with its sheath.

“Kyaul!”

Jo Geol fell to the floor with the same momentum as he was rushing forward and was pushed all the way down.

“… … uh… … .”

Yoonjong, who had never expected to be beaten so severely, blinked.

“Are you okay?”

“… … .”

“Is he alive?”

“… … “He died.”

“Oh yeah. thank god.”

Yun Jong, who approached and retrieved the sword, gave a harsh admonition.

“Someone might get hurt, so subdue it with just the six-pointed sword and the seven-pointed sword!”

“… … “Is that what someone who stabbed someone in the back of the head would say?”

“It’s okay because you’re strong.”

… … What is a Dosa?

Jo Geol inadvertently turned his head.

It was clearly visible that several ‘gurus’ were cleanly defeating the warriors of Geumgeombu.

“sorry! I’ll apologize later! It wasn’t really intentional… … . Oh my, that’s right. Avoid it… … .”

From the perspective of the listener, Baekcheon is spouting out words without any guilt that wouldn’t be surprising if he were to burst into flames and eventually die from a fire.

“waist!”

Baaaaaaaaaa!

It’s just that Yui Seol doesn’t cut because the sword is sheathed, but once she picks up the sword, she swings it fiercely as if she has no intention of caring about the situation.

furthermore… … .

“I can now use the Chilmae Sword well!”

If you look closely, even though it is still clumsy, it is now showing a fairly ‘inspector’-like appearance.

In front of those skilled(?) fighters, the warriors of Geumgeombu were literally swept away like fallen leaves in a cold wind.

‘I guess there’s nothing we can do about it.’

In Jo Geol’s opinion, the warriors of Geumgeombu were too delicate and thin to deal with those human weapons.

‘Still, consider yourself fortunate.’

Fortunately, there are only people here who know what common sense is.

As Jo Geol turned his head, the back of that ignorant guy’s head came into view.

Jo Geul held his sword tightly again, mourning for those who would have to deal with that guy from now on.

“Hehehehe.”

Is this what the cat looks like after cornering the mouse?

There was an extremely satisfied smile on Cheongmyeong’s lips.

“Four, three… … . “Three elders.”

And Sang Man-hee’s face, looking alternately at Cheongmyeong and the fallen elder, gradually turned an earthy color.

‘The Three Elders… … .’

Wu Pil, the three elders of Geumgeommun, is an expert who cannot be messed with even by himself. No, in terms of skill alone, he was actually better than that.

But now Ohpil is lying down with his eyes closed and even foaming at his mouth.

“W-What is this…?” … .”

“Seuuuuuu! Haaaaa!”

Cheongmyeong took a long, deep breath and tilted his head noisily to the left and right.

“There, uncle.”

“… … yes?”

For a moment, Sang Man-hee was overwhelmed by his momentum and ended up giving him a respectful treatment without realizing it. Although he quickly realized his mistake, Cheongmyeong did not give him any time to correct his words.

“I don’t want to talk too much, so get out of the way. “I have business to attend to because of that bastard.”

“that… … .”

Sang Man-hee swallowed dry saliva, not knowing what to do.

He also felt like he wanted to step down. Looking at the situation, it’s clear that he can’t handle this crazy guy. How can he stop an opponent who could not even scratch the Three Elders?

But I couldn’t back down again.

Sometimes in life, face is more important than utility. What would happen if there was even a rumor going around that the head of Geumgeombu gave in to the threats of someone whose identity he did not know and gave up Hwasan’s disciple? From that day on, Geumgeombu will never be able to walk around with his face on the floor of Namchang again.

In short, the whole business needs to be closed down.

“Hey, you guy! No matter how strong you are, do you think you can intimidate Hwasan’s disciple?”

So now the only thing he could trust was the power of the volcano.

But the moment he heard those words, Cheongmyeong’s face distorted.

“But this guy is really turning people upside down. “How can you take on the position of Vice President with that kind of attitude?”

“… … what?”

“Hey, you stuffy old man! Now is the time to notice! “We are the volcano faction!”

Qingming raised his finger and pointed at Jin Yangjian.

“That bastard is a fraud!”

Sang Man-hee slowly turned his gaze towards the direction indicated by Cheongmyeong. There was Jin Yang-geon, whose face was pale.

His expression still looked relaxed, but he couldn’t control his facial expression or sweat. Sang Man-hee’s mouth slowly opened as he looked at his pale forehead covered in cold sweat.

“S-No way… … .”

The moment his pupils cause an earthquake.

“Protect your lord!”

“Inoooooooom!”

The warriors of Geumgeombu, who saw Cheongmyeong entering the auxiliary room, rushed into the auxiliary room without even looking back.

“Oh, no… … .”

Normally, I would have been more than happy to show that high level of loyalty. But at this moment, Sang Man-hee resented that loyalty.

Those who flew into the auxiliary room at once attacked Cheongmyeong from all directions.

And that moment.

“Ah-oh!”

Cheongmyeong became irritated and stepped forward strongly.

A bright blue light emanated from both eyes. Soon, Cheongmyeong’s fist neatly struck the chin of the person running in front.

“why!”

Quang!

The person who was hit directly in the chin shot straight upward like a fired cannonball and landed straight into the ceiling.

“Listen!”

Quang!

A neat roundhouse kick followed and landed in the side of the person who was running at him.

“Ouch… … .”

With a sound as if wind was escaping from the swollen drum skin, the one with its back bent like a shrimp bounced back faster than the speed at which it had run.

Kwajangchangchang!

His body was thrown against the wall, but unfortunately the weak wall could not hold his body. The figure of the person who had just punched through the wall disappeared from sight as if it had never existed in the first place.

Flash!

The bright eyes of Cheongmyeong poured down on those who were running in succession.

“… … Hehe!”

Then those who were running furiously realized belatedly that something was wrong and tried to retreat. However, since they were only human, it was impossible for them to straighten their bodies as they rushed at them with all their might.

The most upset face in the world suddenly appeared before their pale eyes.

“Don’t you understand? Ohhhh!”

Cheongmyeong’s fist filled the air.

It was a promiscuous punch that could hardly be called herbivorous. However, if that chaotic movement creates dozens or hundreds of coils, and even if the spheres pour out at an absurd speed, then in itself it is already no different from excellent herbivory.

Quack!

The person in the lead had a round fist stuck in his eyelid.

A pain that could be described as dizzying spread.

However, before a scream of pain could escape from his open mouth, another punch was delivered to his chin, followed by dozens of harsh blows pouring down on his entire body like rain.

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bak!

It was no exaggeration to say that it was almost a wall made of fists.

As if a huge wall had collapsed and hit everyone, punches rained down on everyone.

“Aaaah!”

“Aaaahhh!”

“Oops! “Wow!”

Those who were hit with a fist jumped up into the air like a frog that a child had kicked with all its might.

Watching a person who was neither a stone nor a frog flying here and there in the distance made me not sure if this was actually reality.

Cheongmyeong, who had successfully blown away those who were attacking him from all directions, walked towards the person who had luckily escaped the shower of punches by slipping.

The son-in-law suddenly became quiet.

The moment our eyes met.

Suddenly.

Cheongmyeong quickly grabbed the fallen man by the collar and, without a second thought, climbed on top of him and swung his fist.

“People, huh? “If you’re smart, you have to be quick to notice!”

puck!

“I told you! I’m a volcanic sect! uh? “Have you never heard of volcanic waves?”

Bah!

“No, sir! There comes a time in my life where I have to prove that I belong to the volcanic faction. why? Should I go around with a plum blossom on my head? uh? Or would you like me to carve a pretty tattoo on your body using the Plum Blossom Sword technique?”

Baaaaaaaa!

dump.

His neatly rounded jaw ended up drooping, foaming at the mouth.

Only then did Cheongmyeong click his tongue and stand up.

“So I said let’s do it verbally.”

when? When… … .

But unfortunately, Sang Man-hee had to keep that question in his mind. That’s because that demon-like bastard suddenly glared at him intently.

“so… … .”

Wow. Wow.

As Cheongmyeong relaxed his neck and clenched his fists, an eerie sound of bones rang out. I’ve probably heard things like that countless times in my life, but now I have goosebumps all over my body.

“If you still don’t believe it, how would you like to see it for yourself?”

Sang Man-hee shook his head violently.

To be honest, he didn’t really care whether this guy was a disciple of the Hwasan Sect or someone who was impersonating Hwasan under Cheolmimbang’s orders.

I only learned one certain fact. The fact is that if he confidently says things like, ‘But I still don’t believe it,’ he will soon foam at the mouth and collapse and convulse like the people around him.

Cheongmyeong tilted his head.

“Do you believe it?”

“I believe it… … !”

“Yes? lol.”

As Sang Man-hee shouted, even stuttering, Cheongmyeong smiled happily.

“They say that if you treat someone with sincerity, you will get along. Big! also.”

“… … .”

Sang Man-hee was lost.

That guy definitely treated everyone with sincerity. It’s the first time in my life that I’ve ever seen a person who seriously beats someone up like that.

“Master?”

“yes? ah… … . Ah, yes!”

“If you understand, move to the side for a moment… … .”

Cheongmyeong, who was speaking with a smirk, flinched for a moment. Then he turned his head left and right.

“uh?”

In an instant, his face was distorted like a murderous beast.

“Where did this bastard go?”

“yes?”

Sang Man-hee looked back in surprise.

The seat where Jin Yang-geon was sitting was empty. He disappeared along with the bundle of slips that Sang Man-hee gave him.

“Uh, where… … .”

“No, this bastard dares to run away?”

Fire spewed out from Cheongmyeong’s eyes.

He gritted his teeth, glaring at the wide open window behind him.

“I tried to kill half of you, but you just fell! “You cheater!”

Cheongmyeong, who seemed ready to rush forward at any moment, turns his head and looks at Sang Manhee.

Seeing that crooked gaze, Sang Man-hee unconsciously shrank her neck. Cheongmyeong said as if he was chewing.

“If you miss that bastard, you’ll lose too.”

“… … yes?”

“Whether it’s Geumgeombu or Nabal, I’ll drink it up. “I’m begging you to catch it!”

Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

With those words, the floor rose for an instant as if it were going to burst, and at the same time, Cheongmyeong’s figure disappeared before Sang Man-hee’s eyes.

Sang Man-hee looked at the spot where Cheongmyeong had been standing a moment ago in confusion. At that time, Hwasan Ohgeom cleaned up all of the Geumgeombu and sauntered into the auxiliary room. They looked around and sighed.

“Where did you go?”

“Looks like that guy threw up.”

“It looks like Cheongmyeong chased after him?”

“under… … . It’s really running dirty today. let’s go!”

“yes!”

Soon they came rushing in and jumped out the window.

“… … .”

Sang Man-hee, who was left standing in the cold, looked at the window and then turned around. The sounds of death, suffering, and crying came from all over the place.

“Ok.”

“ah… … . oh my. I’m dying… … .”

“Huh, my back… … .”

“… … .”

Sang Man-hee slumped down on the spot.

“this… … . What on earth is going on? this… … .”

There is not a single blade of grass left where the typhoon called Cheongmyeong swept away.

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