Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 334

<Episode 107: Gaeyang (1)>

-Kwakwakwakwang!

The pillars of Daejeon were broken and it was chaos.

The golden dragon and the old man who were blown away by the soaring red lightning.

King Gyeong, who had been in despair just a moment ago, was shocked by the sight.

'What on earth is that appearance…..'

The sight of Yeon-saeng as seen by King Gyeong was no different from that of an outsider.

-Shoooooo! Bitch!

Blood-red hair was fluttering upwards, steam was rising from her flushed skin, and red lightning was emanating from her entire body.

It is so wondrous that you might think that if there is an Asura, it would look something like this.

'Can Yeon-saeng handle the old man's fate?'

As far as King Gyeong knew, the hidden power of the imperial family, the Biseon Noong, was a being that had protected the imperial family for hundreds of years.

It was still questionable whether Yeon-saeng could handle such a monstrous being.

But looking at that momentum right now, it didn't seem like they would lose.

'There's a reason I told you to survive on your own.'

I didn't know that I would get caught up in this fight and it could be dangerous.

The king looked up at the throne.

Emperor Manchengje Zhu Jinfu stood with a blank expression, while a man with a bandage on his face stood guard like an iron wall next to him.

'Have you given up on Your Majesty and all your trust?'

I completely understand.

If you get caught up in their numbers here, you might even lose your life.

In that case, he would have chosen to give up the hostages and protect his own safety.

'hostage……'

They weren't the only hostages.

At the entrance of the palace, there was the Empress and the adopted daughter of Mansasinui.

-Shock!

They, too, seemed to feel intimidated by Yeon-saeng's appearance, just like he did.

Otherwise, there would be no way he could not look away like that.

As King Gyeong had expected, those guarding the hostages at the entrance were also agitated.

“What on earth is that appearance…..”

“Surely my lord isn’t being pushed back?”

Of course, not everyone was worried.

There was no wavering in the eyes of Mongju, who had given up on his eardrums and was unable to hear any sound.

He had seen the true power of the Golden Emperor.

I was confident that it would never be outdone by the descendants of the Sword Master, as it had surpassed human limitations.

-Passssssss!

In the eyes of Mongju, the figure of Geumsangje walking between the broken pillars was visible.

He seemed fine, if not even that shocked.

'also!'

He did not betray his trust.

However, contrary to his belief, Geum Sang-je's mind was going through complicated times.

'You're just going to deal with the luggage without worrying about anything else?'

Those words did not sound light.

The situation was now overwhelmingly in his favor.

He also held onto the divine power he so desperately desired, and was even able to move the secret power of the imperial family, the old man, as he wished.

'A cornered mouse bites a cat. Is he doing the same thing now?'

Maybe so.

If I were in the same situation, I would have resolutely abandoned the hostages.

The question was whether he was lying to himself or not.

Well then, let's try it out to see if it's actually true.

-Wow!

Geumsangje raised his hand and signaled to Mongju.

It meant to kill the Empress and the adopted daughters of Man Sa Shin-ui.

If that happens, Man Sa Shin-ui will resent the descendant of Geom Seon and will absolutely not help him.

Mongju nodded and tried to cut down the hostages on the road.

'How on earth will it turn out…..'

It was that very moment.

-Pachichik!

Isn't it the descendant of the Sword Master who is sending a new type of sword towards him?

The speed was incredibly fast.

'no?'

Are you really giving up the hostages?

Geum Sang-je couldn't hide his inward doubt about the choice.

'Are you just a human being like me?'

If that's the case, then the tactic of using hostages was meaningless in the first place.

The only tactic was to kill him directly.

The golden eyes of the Golden Emperor stared straight at the descendants of the Sword Sword reaching out at incredible speed.

'It's visible.'

These eyes can perceive the entire flow of energy.

The swordsmanship that the descendants of Geomseon were trying to unfold was a single sword with a dominant spirit, excluding miscellaneous swordsmanship.

'So you're only after the luggage.'

Geum Sang-je's eyes became sharp.

He was a man who had been whipping himself and honing his martial arts skills for over three hundred years.

Emperor Geumsangje, who was an emperor but had a natural talent for martial arts, made every effort to wash away the shame of that time.

'I have mastered the best martial arts regardless of the state.'

The number of martial arts he has mastered and mastered is in the hundreds.

Based on this, Geumsangje created his own unique martial art, the Jehwanggeomgyeong, which he was proud of as the strongest martial art.

'The Emperor's Sword is invincible.'

Although he was not in a state of complete immortality, it would not be an exaggeration to say that his martial arts skills were perfected.

I tried to achieve immortality for a perfect victory, but I don't need it right now.

If you kill that guy, it's all over.

Geum Sang-je held the sword tightly.

'The most talented Jim has practiced to the death to kill you.'

-Pot!

The new form of the Golden Emperor turned towards the descendant of the Sword Master who was reaching out towards him in a frightening manner.

Now is the time to show off your strongest abilities.

“Look!”

-Whack!

As he swung his sword, the air was torn apart and space shuddered.

The tremendous power generated by just swinging the sword caused the floor beneath his feet to sink by nearly three zhang, and soon a storm-like wind pressure was created.

'The Emperor's Sword, the Ultimate Killer!'

It was a single sword that cut down everything in front of it.

I had no doubt that he would cut that bastard down in one fell swoop…

-Chaeaeaeaaeng! Kwaaaaang!

'!?'

Before I knew it, Geum Sang-je's sword was raised.

Geum Sang-je's eyes trembled.

The entire ceiling of the main hall of Okhyeon Palace was blown away, revealing the night sky.

'Block Jim's blow?'

It meant that it was nothing more than a whistle in the air.

The descendant of the swordsman who had struck his sword was kicking him in the head.

In that brief moment, the old man Biseon stopped it just in time.

-phut!

The new model of the non-commissioned officer who blocked the kick was pushed back three steps.

'Your power is greater than that of the old man?'

Geum Sang-je hurriedly threw the new model backwards.

And he tried to unleash another of Emperor's swordsmanship towards the descendants of Geomseon.

At that moment, the number of descendants of the Sword Master suddenly increased.

-Shushushushushuk!

'What is this?'

A new model of the guy who has grown to eight.

This was undoubtedly the Fengying Palryu of the Lord of the Peerless Castle, Wu Zhengfeng Shen, Jin Seong Baek.

He never expected that he would even master the skill of Musangseong.

-Shushushushushush!

The new form, which had grown to eight as if performing a magic trick, performed a ritual with four of them directed at the old man, while the remaining four directed themselves.

However, each and every one of those techniques were peerless martial arts that were in no way inferior to the Emperor's sword techniques.

'These are not the martial arts of the Fengying Palryu.'

Geum Sang-je's guess was correct.

They were peerless martial arts passed down from the Eight Immortals of the Dohwaseon.

Geum Sang-je divided into four groups and urgently unleashed the Mu Yeon Pae Jeong, the best defensive technique in the Emperor's Sword Technique, at Jin Yun-hui, who was pressuring him.

-Chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter!

His swords created a tight net with numerous afterimages.

However, the moment Inyoung, one of Jin Woon-hwi's clones, unfolds his sword and strikes the ground,

-Pachichichichik! Kwarrurung!

'Ugh!'

His body became slightly numb as a thunderbolt-like lightning surged from the ground.

It was only a slight difference because I had endured it through force, but in a showdown between the best players, that small difference can change the outcome.

The serpentine grass of the Golden Window penetrated through the small gap in the screen like a snake.

Then, he cut off his right hand that was holding the sword.

-Whack!

His sword falls as his right hand is cut off.

The moment Baye recovered, his hand quickly recovered, but at this moment, there was no time to wait for that.

Geum Sang-je pierced Jin Yun-hui's chest, who was hastily spreading his sword with his left hand's sword.

-Slurp!

But it was just an afterimage.

The black ink passed through his body and then dispersed like fog.

And through that gap, Jin Yun-hui's knee hit Geum Sang-je's face.

-puck!

“Ugh!”

My nose was broken and my neck was thrown back.

Although it was painful, Geum Sang-je flicked the secret weapon called Palryun Chain that he had hidden in his sleeve and aimed for Jin Yun-hui's head with Tanji Shintong.

-Shoot!

'Is this also a clone?'

The Tanjishintong passed through Jin Yunhui’s body.

The gold medal was ridiculously fast and the renewal method was ridiculous.

'Where are you?'

If three clones were gone, then there must have been one left.

Then a sound was heard above his head.

“You said you were only going to kill me, right?”

-Pachichichichichik!

Jin Yun-hui's sword, which had risen above, took the shape of a large sword that spanned the length of this field, spitting out red lightning sparks.

-Ouch!

That red brain storm was extremely dangerous.

It seemed impossible to stop it in its current state.

For a split second, Geum Sang-je gritted his teeth.

'……..Jim is making me write this anyway.'

The brain master gave him something he said was a secret technique from an ancient sage.

The name of that secret art is Magic Awakening.

If you unfold this, the aerodynamic power will increase beyond imagination.

However, if you increase your air power to that extent, you could be exposed to danger because the side effect is that you become exhausted to the point where your whole body becomes weak.

'I guess I have no choice but to trust that guy and Mr. Bisun.'

If he only killed the descendants of the Sword Master, there would be no one who could stop him anyway.

With this in mind, Geum Sang-je began to awaken his magical powers.

An evil aura surged from his body and his skin turned black.

-Gooooooooo!

The aerodynamics have increased to an extent that is incomparable to what has been done so far.

'indeed!'

The corners of Geum Sang-je's mouth went up.

With this power, I was confident I could even topple a small mountain.

Geumsangje flew upwards and slashed a crescent-shaped black aura at the red lightning sword that was coming down towards him.

-Pachichichichichichi!

The red thunderbolt and black lightning collided, and a tremendous crackling sound spread out in all directions.

The battle was split and the wind was blowing, it was chaos.

'Bend!'

The result of the showdown that was almost a dead heat was,

-Chaeaeaeaeng!

It was Geum Sang-je's own victory.

The red lightning sword bounced off, leaving an opening in the bastard.

Without missing a beat, Geumsangje hurled his black aura at the bastard like a storm.

-Chatter chatter chatter chatter chatter!

Jin Yun-hui's new form, which was hit by this, broke through the wall of Daejeon and was thrown out of Okhyeon Palace.

So, the golden dragon that had flown away continued to fly black auras without stopping.

-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

Several palace buildings, including Jeongungung Palace next to Okhyeon Palace, were destroyed by the black eagle.

But Geum Sang-je didn't care about this at all.

This was because Jin Yun-hui had to be eliminated unconditionally in this place.

As the building collapsed and chaos broke out, even the royal guards in the inner palace, the eunuchs from the Dongchang, Seochang, and Naehangchang rushed in.

“What the heck is going on?”

“How can a human have such power…."

They had gathered to see the emperor's safety and were astonished by this tremendous power.

Every time Geumsangje waved his hand, a crescent-shaped black amulet flew out, burning the palace to the ground.

-Kwakwakwakwakwakwang!

It was a majesty that no one could even dare to approach.

The golden dragon who had been waving his black sword for a long time stopped when the old man approached him.

Judging from the fact that there are traces of burns on the clothes of the old man, it seems that he too fought quite fiercely against the clone of the Fengying Palryu that the descendant of the sword master displayed.

“Ahhhhh……”

A sigh escaped the lips of the old man, Biseon, as he looked at the scorched earth palace.

Judging from the fact that the jade light in his eyes had disappeared, it seemed that he had judged Jin Yun-hui to be dead and had regained his original will.

The old man, Biseon, spoke while looking at the blackened gold statue.

“How did you learn magic?”

Geum Sang-je answered him with a sly smile.

“Seeing that you know the awakening of the devil, it seems that you are the natural enemy of Taoists.”

“Natural enemy? What you have learned is nothing short of a disaster……”

At that moment, a jade-colored light flowed out from the old man's eyes again.

Geumsangje turned his gaze towards the scorched earth palace.

There, Jin Yun-hui was walking out, his clothes in rags and covered in wounds.

“What the hell is that woman?”

“You really couldn’t stand it?”

The royal guards and eunuchs were surprised when they saw Jin Yunhui.

On the other hand, Geum Sang-je stuck out his tongue.

“You’re quite the man to have endured even this.”

-Gooooooo!

The gold medalist raised his spirits even higher.

If up until just now he had limited his power to the eight stars to prevent his body from being overloaded, now it was in full polarity.

The ground shook from the wind pressure and energy surrounding him.

Geum Sang-je said without turning his head.

“Tie him up, no matter what, whether you do Donggwijin or something else. If you can kill him, then kill him.”

In reality, I thought that just tying it up would be enough.

I'll use him as a shield to turn my gaze away and kill him.

-Pot!

The old man, Biseon Noong, sent a messenger to Jin Yun-hui at the order of Geum Sang-je.

It was that very moment.

-Crack!

The cane that the old man was swinging broke.

Then, soon after, Jin Woon-hui's kick sent Biseon No-ong's new body flying away as if it were a cannonball.

-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

The sound of it flying away, destroying the palace buildings, could be heard over and over again.

I had no idea how far it flew.

The mouths of the royal guards and eunuchs watching this opened.

But something happened that made Geum Sang-je even more embarrassed.

“Yeah…you bastard?”

-Bash! Bash!

Before he knew it, Jin Yun-hui's entire body was dyed black like his.

What's more, the reddish brain turned a dark red, becoming more sinister and creepy than before.

Geum Sang-je was dumbfounded by the sight.

“How could you awaken the magic……”

It was just then.

-Slurp!

Before he knew it, Jin Yun-hui's new form appeared right in front of him.

'!?'

The surprised Geum Sang-je tried to move his body urgently,

-puck!

His chin went up.

If the awakening of the magician had not made his entire body indestructible like a diamond, the power would have been enough to shatter his jaw.

What confirmed it was that his new form was already floating in the air.

'When will the luggage arrive?'

-Slurp!

But then again he appeared above her.

Geum Sang-je hurriedly crossed his hands, but his face was hit with a tremendous impact and his body fell down.

-Kwaaaaang!

“Ugh!”

The shock was so great that blood flowed out of Geum Sang-je's mouth.

I looked around, barely able to contain my dizziness, and before I knew it, the floor around me had caved in more than ten chapters deep.

"I hit it with the intention of killing it, but it's strong?"

When he raised his head, he saw Jin Yun-hui looking down at him.

“You bastard…how could you do this….”

It feels like everything has come crashing down.

Just a moment ago, I was confident of victory, but the overwhelming gap left me speechless.

At that moment, Jin Yun-hui reached out his hand towards him.

“You’re the first. You’re the sixth one to make me write a poem.”

"what?"

Then something amazing happened.

-Thump thump!

“Oh, really?”

“The swords are doing as they please?”

The royal guards who were watching this could not help but feel embarrassed.

The swords they had on their waists were pulled out of their scabbards and soon they began to rush towards the woman.

-floating!

The eyes of the Golden Emperor trembled like crazy at the sight of nearly a hundred swords aiming at him in the air.

As Jin Yun-hui reached for the swords,

-Pachichichichik!

From the hundreds of swords floating in the air, crimson lightning sparks were connected like intricate tree roots.

"This can't be happening….."

"What the heck is this….."

The sight was so spectacular that it left viewers speechless.

But to Geum Sang-je, who was watching from right below, it was a sight like hell.

ⓒ Hanjungwolya