Chronicles of the Demon Faction Chapter 38

Episode 38. The head commits from the beginning and then rolls it (2)

“die! die! die!!”

Bubber Bubbubuck!

They beat so fiercely that the sound of beating people could be heard joyfully as if it were some kind of rhythm.

Ma Dong-pil was in a hurry.

“I’m Gongja!”

buzz buzz.

“Move!”

Whoops!

Ma Dong-pil, who blew up one of the miners again.

The bewildered miners rallied their lives again. It was an almost instinctive reaction.

Ma Dong-pil foamed at his mouth.

“You crazy people! Back off! Now is not the time to fight among ourselves!”

“What is this bastard saying!”

I really feel like going back. How on earth can life be so simple?

“Your captain is dying!”

It was a word that sparked the spirits of the Kwangma crew.

Wow!

Ma Dong-pil, who made his way through the human sea, jumped into the kitchen in an instant.

“Profit!”

Wi Hong-ryun, who had become a muk-bowl just in time, gritted his teeth and swung his legs.

f*ck!

Shih Liang’s body faltered.

But that was all. Even in the midst of the hectic situation, it was a blow that he put his best effort into, but he couldn’t make Xu Liang retreat. It was a blow that would not have been hit if he had been sane in the first place.

Xu Liang swung his leg.

Quick!

Blood gushed out of Wei Hong-ryun’s mouth.

It was a truly merciless kick. If he hadn’t instinctively turned his head, it was an attack that would have blown his jawbone as well as his teeth.

Wei Hong-ryun felt a surge of consciousness.

‘Die!’

He half tried to kill him too, but he had no real intention of killing him. Because he couldn’t solve it with his own life.

But it wasn’t this guy.

Until now, this guy who had only received his own martial arts was seriously trying to kill himself. He was also trying to kill him with his bare fists.

“this!”

Rumble!

In an instant, the Qingxian Demonic Gong burned even more strongly.

Don’t be afraid if your opponent tries to kill you. For that, he ran too many battlefields of life and death.

Rather, it gives strength.

When she found out that her partner was sincere, her madness was overlaid with envy.

Quaang!

Xi Liang took two steps back. The Gwangma Theocracy, which was invented by Wi Hong-ryeon himself, was unfolded.

However, Wi Hong-ryun, who actually put his fist into the opponent’s chest, couldn’t help but be surprised.

‘Is that all?’

I didn’t think I would be able to knock him down with this one move, but I knew I could cause internal injuries.

Seo Liang growled.

“You are dead!”

Whoops! Quaang!

“Keuk!”

It’s the same punch, but the power is different. Wee Hong-ryun broke all of her kitchen utensils and crashed them into the wall.

Bleeding ensues. It felt like her head was spinning and her eyes were spinning.

Who is this ignorant, strong man?!

f*ck!

Shiliang’s body trembled again. He was struck in the collarbone by Wi Hong-ryeon’s sword.

But that was all. A blow that would have shattered even a decent master from the collarbone to the ribs ended up making Seo Liang hesitate for just one beat.

Seo Liang grinned.

Wi Hong-ryeon flinched involuntarily at the bright smile that showed her upper and lower teeth.

“… … crazy.”

Normally, I’d just smile and say, ‘He’s a very healthy guy.’ But now I can’t even do that. He realized that the other person’s eyes were as blind as his own.

“I’m the owner of a wild horse, you crazy bastard!”

Phew!

The two broke into a heated battle again.

It’s been a while since he came in, but Ma Dong-pil, who didn’t dare to stop the two, looked around and looked out of the kitchen.

The gangsters were staring blankly at him.

‘… … damn it.’

Common sense isn’t something that works. They were crazy people who would tilt their heads at me even if I asked them to stop together.

‘What do we do?’

It doesn’t matter if you hurt yourself. If only Confucius could stop him, wouldn’t it be a problem to vomit blood?

The real problem was that I couldn’t stop it.

‘It was like that then.’

There was a time when Ma Dong-pil almost died while trying to beat the Seongseongs in Gojukrim.

Xu Liang, who came back after catching the three neatly, showed what it was like to be crazy from then on. At that time, the five castles that Ma Dong-pil was dealing with evaporated without being able to collect bones.

Of course, I couldn’t get enough of it.

‘What do we do? How to?’

Quick!

“Aagh!”

Wi Hong-ryun screamed.

His face was so disfigured that it was hard to recognize, and his whole body was stained with blood. It was an appearance that would send chills down the spine of anyone who encountered it.

“This dog, real kill!”

clump clump.

Ma Dong-pil’s face turned pale.

What radiated from Wi Hong-ryeon’s whole body was a different level of life. Being beaten, being hit, and feverish, she also made up her mind to kill her opponent.

Chaaang!

Wi Hong-ryun even pulled out the wide deformed sword behind his back.

Ma Dong-pil exclaimed.

“Lord of the wild horses!”

“Aaaaaaa!”

Woooooo!!

Wi Hong-ryun swung his sword.

Flash!

At first glance, a blue sword that looked even softer flew away, drawing a crescent moon.

Xi Liang’s eyes flashed.

A blue sword that shoots like a beam of light. It was a level of simuichuksaeng (心意逐劍) that is one level higher than the sword that Dongpil Ma used to smoke in Gojukrim.

‘Excellent.’

Seo Ryang was not as crazy as Ma Dong-pil’s concerns.

No, it was like that at first, but not now.

If the madness that was revealed at the beginning had continued until now, there would not have been a slugfest that was exchanged one by one like this. I would have just buried it on the spot.

Of course, the life he was showing now wasn’t sincere either.

‘Ah, it was a little bit sincere.’

Thinking that Keum-ho might have been injured by the tension made his blood pressure rise again.

‘anyway… … .’

Even though the speed at which the sword strikes is so fast, there is room for thought. It was the virtue of maintaining the transplant (two formulas) of the Cheonra Yuktong style and the super-high view (超考觀).

Those who have not mastered the upper level war can not even dare to try it. The reason for this is that the speed of thinking rapidly increases when the Super High Perspective is opened.

If you open the Chogokwan without polishing the upper part, your brain will become muddy before you can take a breath. Although it was the second eclipse, it was the super high priest who was 10 times more dangerous than the super priest.

Xu Liang looked straight into Yu Honglian’s eyes.

In the illusion that the world has slowed down, the intense light of Gwangma Daeju can be seen clearly.

Above the Chogokwan, the demonic eye of Amyeongjin Magicong, the highest level of magic, sat down.

‘Anger, nervousness, bewilderment, coming… … .’

Quickly read the other person’s feelings and state.

‘A sense of victory, a sense of defeat, recognition… … admit?’

OK, admit it?

‘Oh ho? See this?’

The evil face feels new. Above his face, which was burning with anger, murder, and madness, a little bit of shattered pride could be seen.

Seo Liang smiled.

It was not a sneer at the other person, but a warrior’s smile that came from the heart.

His left foot stamped the ground.

Quaang!

The powerful power that started from the bottom came up through the lower half and middle half and up to the upper half.

Now, the blue sword is approaching right in front of you.

Xu Liang stretched out his hand with a sword. It was a hand gesture that seemed vague at first glance, as if trying to grab someone.

and… … .

“… … ?”

The sword disappeared without a trace.

Wi Hong-ryun widened her eyes.

“… … what?”

What happened? I just stretched out my hand, but why did the blue wing sword energy disappear?

“Oh, it stings.”

Seo Liang wiped his hands. There were red marks on the palms of his palms, which he had captured and extinguished the sword.

“Did you break through the river wall? How great?”

Gang Byeok-soo was the opposite technique to Poksangyeong, which maximized dark mirrors with the handiwork of Jecheongi.

It is an evil ceremony that makes the hand itself like steel and shatters it from the outside to the inside.

It was said that time was not enough, but even though it was unfolded with a vigorous dark magic, traces remained. It meant that Yu Hong-lyeon’s enlightenment was beyond what Xu Liang thought.

Wei Hong-ryun’s face twisted violently. Although it was swollen here and there, it looked distorted enough.

“this… … .”

I want to curse at something, but I can’t even curse at all.

It was a martial art that was on a different level from what had been hit before. I thought he was someone who climbed the same hill, but it turned out that he was someone who used to walk the ridges of Mount Tai.

Roaring.

When he clenched his fists, the sticky, blood-colored demons turned into colorful demons like fire and burned.

“It was impressive, but that’s it.”

“Awesome.”

“I’ll catch my breath and give you a choice.”

Seruk.

The demonic energy in Xiliang’s hands disappeared, and the marks on his palms were completely erased.

“Would you like to surrender to corruption charges?”

“… … .”

“Or would you like to put an end to the climax of your life, which you only lived for 30 years after being taken away for offenses against the Three Gongja and attempted murder? huh?”

“… … .”

“I know that I can’t be the opponent, and I know that it might be better to choose between the two, but I don’t know why I’m worried.”

“… … .”

“Oh, is it like that? Wouldn’t it be nice to have an insignificant guy make a choice and say this and that?”

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Xu Liang pulled out the sword at his waist.

It is not a rare recruit in the world, but it is not a sword that any craftsman can make. Contrary to his plain appearance, treasured light overflowed from his sword body.

“Even though I was a little rude to the lord of the wild horse who lives on his pride alone. To play with questions that have already been answered.”

Seruk.

The sword aimed at Wi Hong-ryeon.

There was seriousness in Seo Liang’s eyes as well.

“I don’t need to say more phrases. Just finish this.”

Woooooo!!

Yu Hong-ryun’s eyes widened.

The sword that Xu Liang was holding was vibrating on its own. The sword wasn’t reacting because it was loaded with vitality, but the sword itself was making a clear echo as if it were alive.

‘Do Myung (刀鳴)!’

It is the same level as the swordsmen of swordsmen.

The sound of life that can only be obtained by those who achieve an optimal balance by perfectly uniting their external weapons, body, and mind.

When everything is united, the sword finally acquires a soul and sprouts its own mind.

This proves that depending on the degree of training, one can reach the highest level of kendo, the fish sword.

Tsutsutsu.

The blade gets bigger and bigger.

Even though it hadn’t actually grown, Xu Liang’s figure was hidden by the shape of the sword.

Yu Hong-ryun’s eyes shook.

In an instant, the madness of thinking that someone would have to die to calm down or not.

‘That’s… … .’

The unification of believers and believers of the highest level that cannot be compared even with empty words with any other top master.

Xi Liang’s eyes flashed with fire.

“Goodbye.”

Woooooooooo!!

A huge blade came in like an illusion.

It was then.

Chunk.

The deformed sword fell to the floor and let out a deep cry.

Took. rumble.

A streak of blood crossed Wi Hong-ryun’s forehead.

Wei Hong-ryun was not taken aback. No, he just stood with his eyes closed leisurely.

And at the tip of Wi Hong-ryeon’s forehead, the sword of Xu Liang touched.

Seo Liang said coldly.

“Why didn’t you avoid it?”

“… … Because it cannot be avoided.”

“Did you accept death?”

“If you can’t avoid it, you have to die.”

“So, let go of the sword?”

“It’s not a life lived well enough to leave regrets. Like many people who died at my hands, I will die at the hands of others someday.”

“Is that today?

“I don’t know. It makes no sense to know.”

It was a line that clearly showed how she lived.

Less than that, Cheonma Shinkyo is also an organization belonging to Murim. She would have been often belittled just because she was a woman.

He must have worked ten times harder than others to break that gaze and prejudice.

Furthermore, she was also the bloodline of the samurai family who were in conflict with the Heavenly Demon Goddess. She was naturally venomous and fiercely struggling to survive.

Seo Liang, who had been looking at her blankly, drew his sword.

Yu Hong-ryun’s eyes slowly opened.

f*ck!

She collapsed into the corner of the kitchen. Xu Liang suddenly threw a fist.

“I’ll pretend that blasphemy and other minor offenses are gone with this one shot.”

Yu Hong-ryun looked up at him and stroked his cheek.

“I’ll tell you in advance, don’t think I’ll do what you want just because I looked at it.”

“No, bitch.”

“… … .”

“I crushed the bait on the hook with my hand, do you want to catch a fish?”

“… … What does that mean?”

“I don’t know! I wonder what the f*ck I was doing and even pulled out the knife with difficulty.”

Xu Liang, who was constantly grumbling, took out a bag of gold and put it in the hand of the fainting Du Wei Qing.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know if you can hear it, but this should be enough for repairs.”

He glanced at Wi Hong-ryun.

Wi Hong-ryun flinched.

“If you ever hear that you stole this money, I will break your head.”

“Do you think I’m a back alley parakho? don’t take it.”

“Looking at what you’re doing, you’d rather be an adult gentleman, you ignorant bitch.”

Xi Liang exclaimed.

“Dongpil! let’s go!”

“yes? Ah yes!”

“I’m sorry for piqued your interest. I thought it was going to be pretty hot.”

“If it had been hotter, he might have died suddenly of a heart attack.”

“It’s tough.”

The two left Jamirou as if nothing had happened. Before I knew it, Kumho also climbed on Xu Liang’s shoulder and groaned.

Wi Hong-ryun watches Lee In-il-soo in the broken kitchen.

After a while, Cha-gwang approached with an awkward expression.

“Are you okay, Lord?”

“It’s not okay.”

“ah… … yes.”

Wei Hong-ryun stood up from his seat.

“Clean up the place and have a drink.”

“yes?”

“The dinner party hasn’t even started, but it can’t end like this, right? kids wait Get it sorted out quickly.”

“yes.”

Wi Hong-ryeon looked at Xu Liang’s back again.

He looked like an ordinary young man who could be found in any neighborhood as he scratched his head, wondering what was so painful.

“… … Who is ignorant of learning, subject to ignorance who is only strong.”