The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 416

Episode 416. Get out of the way, you bastards.

Is the white-robed scholar particularly disadvantaged to Cheonak?

This is probably because Cheonak knows all of White Clothes’s methods. The battle between the two seemed as if the Great Brother was beating up an unfaithful priest who had fallen into the wrong ways and neglected his training.

Gongsun Shim and I had no choice but to rescue Baek Yi Seo Saeng as if we were pulling him out of the mud. If we had left him alone any longer, he would have been trampled on the ground instead of being carried down.

While the fight continues… … .

I could hear my eldest brother’s voice clearly. But this voice contained emotion.

“… … “Get out of the way.”

Who are you telling to get out of the way?

Then the leader’s voice came out.

“Get out of the way.”

Who am I talking to again?

Cheonak, who had been dealing with the three of us and then took a step back, looked towards the leader and said the same thing.

“Get out of the way.”

Only then did we realize that the swordsman and the cult leader had a one-on-one confrontation. We moved together and watched the two fight.

The first thing the eldest brother said to the sh*thead was to get out of the way, and the second thing the leader said to the blood demon was to get out of the way. In the place where the squabbling sh*theads and blood sh*theads retreated, the eldest brother was finally swinging the sword of light at the leader.

I watched with my arms crossed next to Cheonak and muttered.

“… … “I think they’re both emotional somehow.”

Cheonak nodded.

“It’s always emotional when those who give orders and those who execute them fight.”

To begin with, the eldest brother is not a man who is afraid of defeat. Somehow, the two people seemed to be fighting more fiercely than when they were fighting one-on-one. The leader of the cult, who seemed to be reticent when fighting, opened his mouth.

“Are you saying that you fight with martial arts instead of using the skills you learned through hard work?”

The eldest brother seemed to be unable to control his emotions and answered right away.

“Wasn’t the absolute master we hoped for originally meant to slaughter the enemy with one sword?”

“It’s too much for your level.”

The light sword suddenly turned black and fell vertically before being embedded in the ground. When the leader pushed the ground away for the first time and then stepped back, a sinister black energy spread out in all directions from the light sword embedded in the ground.

Unexpectedly, we could hear the coachman’s voice at this time.

“… … “Master.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader grabbed a flying long sword and pulled it out.

Is the cult leader also a swordsman?

The eldest brother spoke as if inviting the religious leader while holding the sword of light.

“Come in.”

The leader of the cult who was a little away smiled slightly and rushed forward while holding the sword. When the eldest brother pulled out the sword of light from the floor, the sword energy that stretched out as if crawling across the floor erupted from all directions and engulfed the two people.

In an instant, everything became quiet.

The eldest brother fought the cult leader while imprisoning him in the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield. The Demon Sword Soul battlefield was a black sphere. While I was looking around, I went closer and looked at the surface of the Demon Sword Soul battlefield. Cheonak came next to me and stuck his finger into the magic sword melee. Then, the black energy that protruded from the Demon Sword Soul battlefield suddenly grabbed Cheonak’s hand and pulled it.

I could barely suppress my laughter when I saw the startled Cheonak pull out his hand in horror.

‘… … ‘Aren’t you stupid?’

The surface of the Demon Sword Soul battlefield was uneven. The dark and light parts were mixed together in a complicated manner, but the inside was not visible.

Cheonak said.

“The leader said he went in on purpose, but it seems like he always wanted to go in.”

We were all waiting, surrounding the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield, but at the same time, we all retreated back.

Suddenly, as if the Demonic Sword Soul battlefield was going to be torn apart, a sword came out, moved as if scratching the wall, and then disappeared.

There was clearly the Demonic Sword and Soul Battlefield in front of me, but it seemed like someone’s screams and laughter overlapped from a very far away place.

Is it a return home?

Shit-swaddle came next to me and said.

“It’s clear that Master has the advantage in the Demonic Sword and Soul Battlefield, so why did you bother to enter here? “You can’t understand people’s inner thoughts.”

To the poop-swaddle’s words, the poop-swaddle answered.

“That’s the nature of the cult leader. “Only then will you be able to trample on your opponent.”

The blood cult leader stabbed the Demonic Sword Soul Battlefield with the Great Cloud Sword and spoke while burning the black soul energy flowing through the blade with his blood.

“… … It is not a complete Demonic Sword and Soul battlefield. “I don’t know if it was unfinished or because of lack of skill, but originally two people had to enter and only one survive to destroy the Demonic Sword and Soul Battlefield.”

“what?”

As I looked at him with a surprised expression, the Blood Cult Leader looked at me with a calm face.

“Why are you surprised? “Magong is like that in nature.”

He was surprised because they asked him to fight in a non-fight style. In any case, we cannot trust what the powerful people say.

…The sword demon stood silently in the black space of the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield and looked at the cult leader. The religious leader was trampling on the rushing spirits alone. He was fighting without saying a word. Even though there was little chance of completely eliminating the spirits if he did not attack them, the leader stepped on the spirits alone and swung his sword.

It was the Heavenly Demon Sword that I had not seen in a long time.

The Sword Demon, who had been watching for a while, asked.

“How long are you going to swing your sword like a crazy person?”

The cult leader responded by cutting down the human-shaped spirit that was charging at him.

“There is no end.”

“You always treat me like a bug and act like I’m going to kill everyone at any time. What kind of obscenity is this? “What a shame, the dead believers will laugh at you.”

The leader advanced forward and then released tension into the air. The bug-like soul energy that was writhing on the floor disappeared in an instant, and the soul energy that was stuck to the ceiling and was about to pour out also lost its shape in an instant.

The leader said as he approached.

“No. It was a good suggestion. “It’s not just a bimu, it’s a Naryeotagon.”

“… … .”

“If you kill them all, who will you depend on to survive?”

The Sword Demon swung his sword at the leader without replying. The battle that unfolds without using footwork is emotional. The two held their positions as if they were competing by pulling daggers from the table. In the end, the moment the cult leader’s sword cut off the Sword Demon’s left arm, the Sword Demon ignored the blow and threw down his chair.

Let the religious leader respond with force… … .

The Sword Demon’s body flew and crashed into the wall of the Demon Sword Soul Battlefield.

Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

The leader said as he approached.

“Is only one part of the sword invulnerable? “You really only swung a wooden sword.”

The Sword Demon walked out of the darkness he had been buried in and swung his sword while smiling. Her sword technique wasn’t particularly pushy, but every time she hit the tension, the sword demon bounced and hit like a child.

The religious leader said.

“It’s amazing. “There were few subordinates who followed orders as well as you.”

“Sir, it takes time to escape slavery. “To become independent, I needed time to rethink my behavior.”

The two faced off again.

A spirit took shape behind the religious leader, and as he slowly raised his right hand, a dagger-like shape shot out.

In the meantime, the Sword Demon grabbed the leader’s sword with his left hand and stabbed the sword of light into his chest. At the same time, the spirit holding the dagger stabbed the religious leader in the back.

As the energy wave exploded from the cult leader’s body, the spirit that was being pushed away disappeared in the air.

The swordsman’s body also fell apart as if it had been hit by tension.

The leader said as he placed the Heavenly Demon Sword on the ground.

“Geomma, magic is originally a martial art like the pranks of old religious leaders. They arranged all kinds of tricks in martial arts to play a game of ranking. like now.”

The sword energy extending from the Heavenly Demon Sword filled the Demon Sword Soul battlefield.

…I looked at the Demonic Sword and Soul battlefield being torn apart.

The sound of something disappearing spread out, and the spirits that had been scattering in all directions to avoid something crumbled like dust.

The sword energy extending from the Light Sword bounced off the cult leader’s sword, and soon the eldest brother and the cult leader clashed again. The eldest brother was imprisoned in the Demon Sword and Soul Battlefield, and it was ridiculous that he himself was beaten.

‘I failed.’

Cheonak, who was watching, muttered.

“… … I’m going to die like that. “That can’t be possible.”

Of course, that means the eldest brother could die, right? But as soon as Cheon-ak said those words, he ran out quickly and attacked the eldest brother.

What the f*ck is this?

When I think about it, if that’s the intention, it looks like Cheonak was trying to get the eldest brother to defect to Nareotagon before the cult leader kills him.

As if it was completely natural, the demon intervened and attacked Cheonak.

Then the blood cult leader also surprised the cult leader.

Gongsunshen and the white-clothed student also jumped in, and a complete mess broke out.

Live, live, live, I never thought there would be enough of this mess without me.

It might be a while, but no one cared about me.

Now that I think about it, if you leave me alone like this, I can destroy all of these masters, including the religious leader, by myself.

This is because there was enough time to combine Sun and Moon Light Spring.

Let’s be clear.

I looked after these guys once.

This is because it is not possible to kill them all.

Perhaps, the reason why the shit-stalker was having such a hard time from earlier was because the enemies and allies were mixed together and he couldn’t perform well.

Is this a weakness of the wide-area season?

After catching the white-robed student flying in the air, I joined him. I also tried to follow in the footsteps of those who had talked earlier.

“… … Get out of the way. “You miscellaneous things.”

“… … .”

No one got out of the way. This time, Gyoju and Cheonak performed martial arts while almost back to back or moving so close that they almost brushed each other’s shoulders, and it was more bloody and scary than fighting separately.

It was so crowded that I couldn’t clean up the mess.

Maybe they should have engaged in wheel-and-wheel combat in the first place.

Looking at it this way, Cheonak and the leader were taking advantage of the chaos to gain victory step by step, but at some point, Cheonak and Gongsunsim competed honestly… … .

puck!

The leader of the cult appeared as if he was moving in an instant and tapped Gongsunshim’s shoulder with his palm. One of his arms was already being held by Cheonak, and Gongseon Shim’s knee hit the ground after being struck by the religious leader.

grasp!

“uh?”

In fact, the expression on Guedangju’s face was a sight to behold. I was hit by a very clear attack in a split second.

While Gongsunsim suddenly stood up and looked around with a surprised expression, Cheonak and the leader moved as if they were people with no politeness. As soon as Cheonak made Gongsunshim retreat along with the leader, he smiled mischievously.

“Hehehe.”

Politeness mumbled as if it was unfair.

“What the hell is this…” … .”

I spoke to my allies in a serious tone.

“I will reorganize the strategy. Get out of the way. I’m catching my breath. I’ll buy you some time. It looks like the two have figured out how to fight effectively again. “Let’s think about it.”

I cut in between Gyoju and Cheonak and swung with one blow. Since he swung his sword as if blocking the joint attack of the two, he naturally received a counterattack from Samjae.

“Get out of the way.”

Then, the color demon, the white-robed student, the eldest brother, and the blood cult leader stepped back and took a breath.

I swung my sword against Cheonak and the religious leader. As I swung the sword alone like a madman, Cheonak burst out laughing.

“What are you doing? You crazy bastard.”

The combined attack of Cheonak and Syoju against a large number of people was very effective, but when I dealt with them alone, their movements soon became tangled. Now, we have become familiar with the movements of the religious leaders and the actions of Cheonak.

Blur your vision with Wolyeong Martial Arts.

I sent out my sword energy as if it were a trick, cutting through the cold air I had spread beforehand. I also aimed my tension at the ground to raise a pile of dirt, and blocked the leader’s approach with my sword wind. So I fought as if I was enduring, buying time.

It is not a fight that will be decided immediately based on the high or low level of martial arts.

It was a confrontation that required time for both me and my allies to think.

I bought time for my allies against Samjae. After holding on for quite some time, Cheonak opened his mouth as if he was displeased.

“Munju, do it in moderation.”

At that moment, I each swung an ordinary sword at the leader and Cheonak once and then faced them off.

For some reason, not only the sound of the wind but also the warmth mixed with the sword wind was special.

For the first time, the leader and Cheonak took a step back and looked at me with a stern expression.

The sun hasn’t risen already, right?

When I looked at the sword, the entire blade was already dyed purple. A gust of wind blew from somewhere, and the purple energy that had been surrounding my body rippled and scattered.

The cult leader, who had been watching me closely, held out his palm, and the giant palm I had seen before took shape.

I split my palm with the simplest crosscut. As soon as the huge palm was split straight, it disappeared.

Strangely enough… … .

When the leader who stopped the attack smiled slightly, Cheonak also nodded several times with a satisfied expression on his face.

Cheonak said to me.

“excellent.”

It felt like the teacher was speaking to his disciple, so I couldn’t really choose what to say in response.

The religious leader asked a question.

“Munju, what is the martial artist’s name?”

“I am grateful to you.”

The cult leader nodded.

“It is worthy of the name Shingong.”

Fantasy, Wuxia,