The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 212

Episode 212 As if I had become a general

Namgarak asked me.

“What are those turtle babies holding shields doing?”

I answered while greeting Namgarak.

“Magic religion.”

“If they are the Demonic Church, we are the Murim Alliance. Ha ha ha ha ha.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha.”

Namgarak laughed with his subordinates. Is this guy trying to deny reality? I laughed at Namgarak’s ridiculous assertiveness.

When I thought about it, I thought that the sudden appearance of Nammyeonghoe was because the Murim League had somehow relayed the news to Haomun. It would have been a natural response for the Murim Alliance. So, I decided that Nammyeonghoe, who was closest to Baekeungji, ran first.

Of course, if Moon-ju is in danger, these guys come running.

If these guys are in danger, I will run to them.

Since it was a natural occurrence, the appearance of Nammyeonghoe was not as surprising as it was shocking.

Originally, the six of us and the Demonic Cult’s forces faced each other in a straight line. Maybe it was because I was crazy and killed one side.

Namgarak led Nammyeonghoe’s brothers and naturally joined the six of us, who were humble, and lined up in a row. Regardless of their skills, they felt strange when their allies joined them.

Does it feel like a reassuring yet exciting feeling?

Namgarak said.

“Demon Cult bastards, I will not interfere with your one-on-one. Instead, if an all-out war breaks out, we’ll all join in. I am a member of Nammyeonghoe. “You’ve probably heard of it, right?”

I confirmed that the entire army of the Demonic Cult was snorting towards Namgarak.

I also nodded and said to Namgarak.

“I guess I haven’t heard of it.”

Namgarak answered while glaring at me.

“Shut up.”

“check.”

What can we do with this warmth of Hao Wen, who can even tell Wen Ju to shut up?

I know why Namgarak emphasized Nammyeonghoe and even brought a flag. This meant that Nammyeonghoe would also share in the troubles caused by Demonicism that Haomun would have to bear from now on.

I looked at the master of the Demonic Cult who was confronting me.

“Is it one-on-one? Is it an all-out war? “Do what feels good.”

When I saw that Nammyeonghoe had joined, I thought it would be good to continue one-on-one for a while.

A man who did not look like an elder or middle-ranking official spoke.

“Hao Wenju, congratulations on becoming the school’s assassination target.”

“It was nothing. It’s embarrassing. “If a man has learned martial arts, it is rewarding to become an enemy of the Demonic Cult.”

This guy said something scary.

“We were told to retrieve the Sword of Light, so we must retrieve it. “I don’t know about the rest.”

“I don’t know, so let’s continue.”

At this time, a man from the Demonic Church came out and spoke.

“Deputy Yayul, go in.”

“yes.”

Even though the fight had been going on for a while, a man with very fine clothes and appearance walked out. His face looked fine, but his mind seemed very shallow. Despite his appearance, he was a man with the aura of a strong man.

He was wearing a blue military uniform under a black jangsam, and the long sword on his waist had blue lights mixed in here and there.

As the guy named Deputy Yayul entered without saying a word, the sword demon’s voice was heard from behind.

“Munju, your opponent is King Cheongji, a member of the Four Heavenly Kings.”

“aha.”

Only then did I pull King Cheongji’s face out of my memory.

So, this guy was the young King Cheongji. He is someone I only saw once or twice when I was invited to the Demonic Church. If you ask whether Gwangma or King Cheongji was famous in Gangho at that time, it was King Cheongji. This is because this man killed many of the leading scholars of the small and medium sects of Baekdo. This is a man who often fought local battles in the rivers and lakes when the Demonic Cult roamed around looking for ingredients for Heavenly Jade.

I guessed the reason why this guy was acting so well.

‘Is this guy greedy for Leftovers?’

I don’t know how it happened, but I thought that after replacing the troops and elders, King Cheongji would have dealt with the Sword Demon while still intact.

King Cheongji said as he drew his sword.

“Hao Wenju, the sect leader specifically mentioned this, but you keep crossing the line.”

I answered with a grin.

“Me, the leader of the cult?”

“Don’t worry. “We also have many brave lawmakers.”

“Ah, are you saying you’re going to kill me half-dead and then let me live? “I am so grateful.”

I was surprised when I was surprised.

Swish!

As soon as I blinked once and saw the sword coming towards me, I tilted my head back to dodge it and then struck it away with my wooden sword. At that moment, with my back twisted, I exchanged the tension of Cheongjiwang and Jwajang.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Without being able to use my waist strength, I was thrown back by Cheongjiwang’s tension and spun around in the air several times.

‘He knows how to fight.’

It is only natural that he is the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demonic Cult.

This is what is so absurd about Kang-ho.

Who is right and who is wrong?

Such arguments are useless in the face of battle. The guy who won is right. This is exactly why the Demonic Cult promotes such idiotic doctrines and why it doesn’t matter even if I talk nonsense all the time.

It doesn’t matter if you win anyway.

It was more efficient to swing the sword than to land on both feet, so I struck the ground with the wooden sword and then soared into the air again. As soon as I injected energy into the bent sword, I stepped back from a distance and looked at King Cheongji.

King Cheongji smiled and approached.

“Have you learned the municipal government’s sword technique? “You’re moving in an ugly way.”

I tilted my head with a serious expression.

“How did know? This is the city administration japbae sword. How can a bastard, a bastard who carelessly adds “King” to his nickname, live without shame if he loses to a local government bastard? I should commit suicide. is not it?”

King Cheongji, who had narrowed the distance to seven in an instant, swung his sword. For a moment, my thoughts became complicated. This is because King Cheongji’s martial arts skills were stable not only in sword techniques but also in sword techniques. While I was cutting off King Cheongji’s sword, I often tested his strength as well. Every time the swords clashed in the shape of O (㐅), tension was exchanged without fail.

There were times when the sword was rushing in front of my eyes and King Cheongji’s sword arrived first.

After blocking my vision with the sword wind, the five earth winds that poured down passed through my body like the claws of a wild beast.

King Cheongji’s attack was not simple.

I calmly neutralized King Cheongji’s attack with a long wind while keeping an eye on his movements. When King Chengji was out of sight, he used anticipation, experience, and sound to determine his location and swung his sword. Neither of us could say a word until we had reached our ten sums.

Suddenly this thought occurred to me.

‘Isn’t there any magic?’

I thought that couldn’t be possible. What kind of demonic cult expert would only use King Jeongjong’s swordsmanship? This guy has been practicing King Jeongjong’s swordsmanship from the beginning until now. I couldn’t predict the tricks King Cheongji had hidden, so I defended myself as firmly as a demon.

I instinctively looked at King Cheongji’s expression.

He still had a faint smile on his lips.

‘What have I done already?’

In terms of swordsmanship, it was the Baekmidae era. The superiority and inferiority could not be ascertained because the exploits were hidden from each other as if they were cards for a decisive battle. They held out their swords to kill each other so close that they could feel each other’s breathing, but they were blocked every time. Meanwhile, I checked the pattern on the blue ceremonial uniform King Cheongji wore under his black jangsam. For a moment, it felt like a pattern I had seen somewhere before.

‘Where did you see it?’

I felt a sense of déjà vu. I’m sure I’ve seen that pattern somewhere. I stammered my thoughts while fighting instinctively. This is why you must remain calm even when fighting fiercely. Only then did I remember that that pattern was similar to the one I had seen on the upper body of the Saekma.

‘It is a protective gear that applies self-defense magic.’

If a man as high as the Four Heavenly Kings were wearing it, it would be the highest level of armor even in the Demonic Cult. I analyzed King Cheongji’s sword technique again, knowing that he would counterattack after neutralizing my turning blow. So, at that level, there was a good chance that he could block my blows more than three or four times without any problem.

Even after finding out King Cheongji’s thoughts and intentions, I fought with an expressionless face.

When I kept my mouth shut and fought, King Cheongji opened his mouth.

“Hao Wenju, you fight well.”

Since I am a wayward man who constantly faces stormy times, I answered him with respect.

“thank you.”

“… … !”

King Cheongji’s eyes widened when I suddenly spoke politely. I saw a loophole in his calm swordsmanship, so I stabbed him with my wooden sword without thinking about it. In an instant, the offense and defense were reversed without notice. Once Cheongjiwang started to defend, he was busy blocking my attacks one after another.

I also felt much more comfortable just attacking. By reducing his attack power and deploying a quick sword with additional power through body movements, he constantly exploited King Cheongji’s gaps.

King Cheongji was intentionally retreating towards the Demon Cult forces, but I pushed ahead without paying any attention. Now it seemed as if plum blossoms were blooming in every gap found in King Cheongji.

I was either crazy about swords, crazy about plum blossoms, or just plain crazy.

In fact, I was crazy about all three things, so I swung my sword in a frenzy and stabbed the plum blossom. In an instant, I felt as if my swordsmanship had improved by one level, and a low laugh naturally came out.

“Hehe.”

Before I knew it, I was competing with King Cheongji in swordsmanship near a place full of demonic forces. It seems like memorization will take over. I felt like troops with shields would surround me like this. However, I was so happy that my level of swordsmanship had risen that I couldn’t stop attacking.

‘good night. This is why you learn martial arts.’

Is there anything more enjoyable than gaining enlightenment? It was the moment when I realized and established the essence of Plum Blossom Sword Technique. The only thing I was worried about was that the level of swordsmanship was so high that I thought there would be few people who could inherit it well.

So, this type of swordsmanship was an area that disciples could only reach through some kind of hardship. In that case, the form of swordsmanship taught by the sect is in fact an attempt to throw those who learn it into hardship. In fact, that is a purpose in itself. Because greatness and enlightenment come after hardships.

I happily swung my sword and attacked King Cheongji. As soon as I found a loophole in King Cheongji’s neck while cutting down plum blossoms in various places, I plunged my sword in with all my strength.

At that moment, King Cheongji quickly held out the sword containing the intention of Dongguijin (同歸於盡).

This was a trap, but I advanced into it.

My wooden sword pierced King Cheongji’s neck. At that moment, a thick thorn that looked like a blade shot out from King Cheongji’s armor and wrapped around King Cheongji’s neck.

Empty… … !

At the same time, I grabbed hold of Wolyeong Mujeonggong wrapped around the black left hand of King Cheongji, which was pushed into my abdomen. When King Chengji’s sword began to freeze white, King Chengji swung his jangzang wrapped around his sword.

As soon as I retrieved the wooden sword I had held out, I first stabbed King Cheongji in the palm of his hand. Puuuk – With a sound, the blade pierced King Cheongji’s hand. At that moment, King Cheongji, who was floating in the air, struck my chest with both feet filled with energy. It was a ridiculous move, but it was a counterattack that King Cheongji had no choice but to find.

I released the grip of my right hand holding the wooden sword for a moment, struck it with tension, and then held on to the wooden sword again.

With a popping sound, I fell back while floating in the air. It was too close to the enemy camp anyway, so the intention was to increase the distance.

At that moment, a white-robed person and a red-robed person suddenly landed in front of King Cheongji at the same time and spewed out their double guns at me.

‘Shit.’

Huge white palms and bright red palms tangled together and covered my entire body. I couldn’t use the strength of my legs and waist while floating in the air. While raising the purple energy in the air, he swung the sword diagonally, and then slashed the air in the opposite diagonal direction.

I simultaneously split the giant palms that were flying towards me into the shape of an O (㐅) and then landed on the ground. For a moment, I was so excited that I threw my head back and burst into laughter.

“Hahahahaha… … !”

It was a small joy to pierce King Cheongji’s palm.

It was a greater joy to have prevented the surprise attack of King Baekcheon and King Jeok.

Being able to improve my martial arts skills to a higher level was a joy that was so satisfying that it could not be compared to the crude joy I felt earlier. Although I could not find a disciple yet, I felt the need to pass on the insight I had gained, and that was my joy.

Even the Demonic Cult’s idiotic surprise attack couldn’t make me feel bad. I didn’t care that my teammate might think it was strange to see me suddenly smiling.

I looked at the demonic religion with a more elevated mindset than ever before and shook the blood off the wooden sword onto the floor.

“King Cheongji will be uncomfortable because his hand is pierced. He needs to step aside and heal.”

“… … .”

After clearing myself of my madness, I asked the demonic cult in a calm tone.

“Who’s next?”

I spoke as if I had become a first-generation master. The man who used to be Jeomsoyi is the general? It was funny even when I thought about it.

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