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Manggeuk (2)
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The place where the four peerless masters and the dragon left.
The white azaleas repeatedly coil themselves like snakes and disappear.
Saaaaa―
The ground was rough and worn. Occasionally, the sound of thunder surged through the hazy air.
Fallen leaves rolled among the weeds on the completely devastated ground.
Two people were facing each other.
One side was invincible. As if the air had become stuffy, he had a weary expression on his face, pulling down his pure white scarf below his collarbone.
Her pure white robe covered her entire body without a single spot.
The temperament was flawless.
“You’re holding on so tenaciously. I don’t understand.”
A clear pronunciation and a rough voice. He scratches his neck with aerodynamic force very naturally. It was different from when he was talking to Jeong Yeon-shin.
“I know what kind of madman you are. You are a servant who is said to be the best among the nobles of the Blood Flame Cult, so it is plausible that you would be led by Jeongyeonshin through martial arts… … .”
Phew―
A dark fog began to swirl around Socheonmujeok’s left arm, and it began to spread irregular waves of energy like a blood attack.
Unlike the tyrannical magic, it had a wicked temperament. With a clanking sound, stone fragments flew noisily from the ground.
The form is exactly the same as the martial arts of the Blood Flame Sect.
“Your favor must be the same to the leader of our church to be consistent.”
Her speech continued slowly.
“Even though my qualities are insignificant, I have become so powerful without any special price, so in your eyes, I am no different from Jeongyeonshin.”
There was no answer.
Only a soft laugh permeated the air. Socheonmujeok didn’t take such mocking words very seriously.
“Come hug me.”
She spoke plainly.
“I will show you the pinnacle of martial arts. I have a paradise different from that of Jeongyeonshin. Don’t you want to feel a very different temperament?”
A calm yet seductive voice tickles the air. The temperament of Mara that bewitches people.
At that moment, the long robe of the Seven Apostles who had been facing her fluttered behind her back.
The hem of the clothes was still bright red and smooth, but there were bloodstains and piercings here and there. Even the pitch-black soot flowed down here and there like decorations, testifying to the inferiority complex.
Among them, the only thing that remained intact was the pale, pure white skin of the Seven Sado. This was thanks to the overwhelming power of regeneration.
“Paradise.”
She moved her lips slowly.
“It’s already in my body?”
The end of his words went up slightly. It was madness that didn’t know where it would lead.
Pfft!
The aerodynamic force that had been tailored just for her within Chilsado’s body erupted into a powerful wave. In an instant, the dust that had spread out in concentric circles let out suppressed vibrations.
As the ground shook violently, Chilsa-do’s body trembled again as if he was experiencing great joy.
Raven-black hair flowed down the back of the pureblood’s clothes.
“Yeonshin is mine.”
She smiled and whispered.
“We breathe together, inside and outside the body.”
“Jeong Yeon-shin… … .”
Socheonmujeok made a strange expression, then one corner of his mouth slightly raised.
“That fool is worse than me. He spread the word of Mu-maek to this extent, so I won’t forget him in any way. This is a very good method.”
“You talkative seed, don’t dare try to figure it out. Yeonshin doesn’t have any thoughts.”
“I’m sorry to that guy, but… you have to die.”
Socheonmujeok’s speech became dry. It seemed as if there was no longer any value in talking to him.
Immediately afterwards, the black flame wrapped around her hand distorted the air, and the Seven Sado stomped one foot on the ground, releasing a reddish wave of awakening energy.
Damn it.
Heavy footsteps were heard from afar.
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Everything was blurry.
Kwaaaa …
The fierce wind that surges from the dragon’s gigantic body and the whirlwind of footsteps that sweeps like a storm.
A tremendous explosion continued to pierce the air, and the three men slid through the air in a thick gust of wind that made it impossible to discern the surrounding scenery.
Before I knew it, it was Zhejiang.
A long stream of water flowed sideways, lining the harbor.
It was also the place where Jeongyeonshin fell after being defeated by Cheon Geukmunju and Amcheonje. Even though it was dark all around, the river water was shining heavily like a mirror reflecting the night.
Jeongyeonshin kicked the air and threw the lightning downwards with great force.
With a resonating sound, the divine sword transformed into a beam of light and dashed through the space, then passed by Yulhanangrang’s bare feet, which were filled with powerful energy waves.
It was her empty steps that were encouraged. At the same time, Yeoreum was sucked into the hand of Jeong Yeon-shin, who had caused the Mancheonhwawoo’s absorption.
widely.
The search is hot.
Because it had been moving nonstop and had continuously absorbed an enormous amount of energy, it was bound to get heated up.
Sword technique could not be cast.
There weren’t two dragons in his mind. If he were to release the dragon’s bond right away, there’s no telling what might happen.
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Running around the dragon and pouring out sword strikes or deflecting lightning, wind, etc., provided tremendous recoil with every attack.
thud!
The atmosphere became even heavier.
At that moment, the dragon let out a thunderous roar and released a wave of aerodynamic energy. At the same time, dark blue lightning flashed from all directions, the same color as the dragon’s scales.
Jeong Yeon-shin recalled the Namgung family’s royal sword form that she had indirectly encountered during her time in the Blue House. It was similar to the pressure pressing on her skin now.
‘But it’s huge.’
The gap isn’t as big as it was that day. Even though it was overwhelming, it wasn’t to the point where it was impossible to respond. That was enough for Jeong Yeon-shin.
The problem lay elsewhere.
Hwaaaaaaaah!
The dragon’s tail tore through the air like a typhoon. It felt as if the northern wall of the Great Wall had been swung around with immense internal energy.
The Yulhanangrang that had been nearby disappeared like a mirage and appeared next to Jeongyeonshin. It was a dark incense burner that had been spread out in the air with great skill.
“Are you okay?”
Jeongyeonshin asked quickly.
Yulhanangrang’s complexion was gradually becoming pale.
Even if you can perform the Gongwolmu ‘Jeokje’ multiple times through very sincere volcanic study, the first and second times cannot be the same.
The power of the life-saving sword and the strength that flowed out of his entire body were all like that. In fact, from the second enemy onwards, it was not a Gongwolmu, but rather an incredibly wide sword screen.
If they had launched an attack, it would have been a different level of power, but for them, getting away from the city of the common people was the priority. Inevitably, they would be exhausted.
“I will hold on with the head monk. Even if it is just for a moment, I will have breakfast from afar…”
Jeongyeonshin’s words were cut off. It was because Yulhanangrang’s lips were drawn in a curve.
“You underestimate my strength. I have achieved great feats of self-sufficiency in a short period of time and have stopped time in my entire body. I have as much vitality as you.”
The youngest leader in the old sect. He is in his prime, even with the power of Jaha Shinkong.
But today’s fight was a life-or-death fight against something that wasn’t human.
The dragon was dull.
It was inevitable that he would be slow, as his body filled the entire Zhejiang River. This was even more so when compared to the nerves of the peerless masters. However, the air surrounding the supreme spirit was different.
Originally, it was said that dragons were beings that could breathe wind and rain.
Kwarrung!
A straight line of lightning separates them.
For a moment, the faces of Jeong Yeon-shin and Yul Ha-nan were reflected in the pale halo of light that illuminated the surroundings. Each of them looked elegant yet bloodless.
The realm of the extraterrestrial.
In order to withstand the pressure that the dragon was emitting, I had to constantly rotate the Great Circulation Circle around my entire body. It consumed a tremendous amount of energy as well as mental strength.
The three struck the dragon’s head with their fists or slashed at it, each time sending out dazzling sparks that flew wildly, but could not penetrate its scales.
At best, the Shaolin monk Beomheo’s anti-Zen hand emitted a dazzling light and tore off a part of the area between the eyebrows.
Dragon scales.
The dragon’s scales shone coolly even in the midst of a storm of waves. Without time to summon the power of the dragon, it was literally difficult to even make a single scratch on it.
It was only after half an hour had passed.
Phew.
Above their heads.
A figure wearing a thick white robe suddenly appeared. A Wonyoungshin with a body made of bones. It was the Dark Heavenly Emperor.
[Seop Se Yong Ryong (燮勢隆隆)]
Could it be that he took advantage of the fact that he was involved in the joint attack by Jeong Yeon-shin and Yul Ha-nan-rang?
As soon as he appeared, dozens of white flames were sprayed like a net towards Master Beomheo, and the flames that created a chilling noise while twisting the space around were shattered by the strike of Baekboshin Kwon.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
Monk Beomheo sits cross-legged and raises his fist.
The golden waves that stretched out from the volume tore apart even the dark clouds and revealed the sunlight. Meanwhile, below, the dragon opened its mouth and breathed a fiery breath.
The blue light shining from the eye sockets of the Dark Heavenly Emperor was cold. It seemed as if he had been further polishing his magical skills from somewhere.
[All right.]
The Dark Heavenly Emperor’s thoughts echoed softly.
[No matter how limitless the power of the Yi-Geun-Se-Su (易筋洗隨) is, it can’t compare to Jiao-Ryong. Even if Shaolin and Hwa-Sa joined hands, it would be useless. Three of the nine schools had to come together… But they couldn’t replace the royal black shaman who was only skilled in practical combat.]
Before he could finish his words, a pillar of fire connecting the water surface of the river and the dark clouds engulfed Master Beomheo.
Steam rose from the intensely burning surface, a thick pillar of salt that seemed ready to fill the river.
Breath of the Dragon.
The blow was struck at the right time. The movements of the supreme spirit changed as if it had woken up from a dream. Of course, it was the Dark Heaven Emperor’s trick.
[This fight won’t last more than half a day.]
The moment when the peerless master who created the immortal spirit of Wonyoung with bones declared.
Phew!
Suddenly, golden flower petals landed between the dragon’s eyebrows and took the form of the seated monk Beomheo.
The New Secret of the Diamond Sutra. An old monk sits naturally in the center of two huge eyes. It seems as if the blue scales have been turned into a temple hall.
In that moment, the vast body of the dragon suddenly stopped moving. It looked as if it was being held in the Buddha’s grasp.
[Great power of Prajna…!]
It was when anger was mixed with the will of the Dark Heavenly Emperor.
[Hit me.]
The Six Combat Battles of Master Beomheo.
The body of the dragon that had been constantly skimming the air was frozen in midair, not moving at all.
It was like stopping a natural disaster with nothing. It was a sight that even the Emperor’s Sword Form, which had reached its peak, would have had difficulty creating.
bang!
As soon as he suddenly took control of the back of the Dark Heavenly Emperor, Jeong Yeon-sin stepped on his back and sent him flying downwards, and was convinced in his heart that among the people who had recently set foot on Hangzhou soil, the greatest was definitely Master Beom-heo.
‘You want me to hit you as much as I want?’
A halo rotated like a ray of light in Jeongyeonshin’s heart. A movement that brought up the power of the air to the polarity. The power that was overlapping and rising in the acupoints of the whole body was on a different level than before.
All that power was transferred in an instant to the Myeongmun point on his back, the Yongcheon point at the tip of his feet, and the Nogung point on his wrist.
It was his innate talent that controlled the waves that arose like the ocean like a waterway in a channel.
‘Palace thunder.’
The new form of Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been striking the air upside down, created a huge ripple, and then suddenly plummeted vertically into the center of the dragon’s body.
Kwaaaaaaaah!
The massive body bends downwards. It is accompanied by a loud noise like dozens of thunderbolts overlapping each other.
The water surface beneath the long body had sunken in. The sword strike concentrated at one point had completely pierced the scales.
The waves exploded with a squelch, a muffled roar. Rainbow-colored foam bounced up along the sunlight that billowed like a thin curtain.
[… … .]
Amid the commotion of the crowds watching the fierce battle from a distant land, the silence of the Dark Heavenly Emperor swept through the waterway.
At that moment, the wrinkled eyes of the Great Monk Beomheo, sitting between the dragon’s eyebrows, showed a faint hint of surprise.
Purple with yellowish tint.
Offend a divine being with your bare hands.
The series of events where he joined hands with the old sect’s gods and turned his hand into an offensive attack was natural.
It was a natural thing for a country’s sword. The long sword that Jeongyeonsin had received from the emperor was still intact and purple.
[A love song of the Emperor.]
Finally, the Dark Heavenly Emperor’s gaze leaves Beomheo Daesa. The blue flames filling his eye sockets began to look straight at Jeongyeon Shin.
[Here, you have qualities that are too valuable to be revoked. I admit it. You too, along with Beom-heo, are worthy of becoming the stairs of the three peaks.]
There was a hint of arrogance in the gaze of the immortal who had completed hundreds of years of preparation. It was a gaze that held a very distant past.
Jeongyeonshin suddenly had an intuition.
The enemy is thinking the same thing. Not only Beomheo Daesa and Amcheonje, but even Yulhanangrang, who has hidden himself between the clouds, has no intention of prolonging the fight.
It was a battle that had to be cut short, considering the impact on the civilians, their individual energies, and all the variables.
“you.”
Jeongyeonshin slowly opened her lips.
“You said you met Sam Bong Jin-in.”
Swish.
His left hand, which had been stepping on the large scales, slowly lowered itself and soon took hold of the sword of the Songmungo Sword.
The old pine tree pattern was now visible between the cracks in my fingers that had become covered in calluses.
In an instant, the river water beneath the feet of the masters became distorted into a streamlined shape.