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Chapter 160

Oh my god!

Like this!

The two men, facing each other and climbing to both ends of the cliff, quickly looked around.

Soon, Chung-Myung’s eyes got a little bigger.

“There is!”

I could see where the swords were densely inserted. There were several spears and axes, but most were definitely swords.

That means.

“Here’s the sword gun!”

It was a moment when the doubt that had made him uncomfortable was resolved even though he came here.

What does that mean?

Chung-Myung rolled his eyes quickly.

‘There must be something, not something like that!’

I don’t care if I’m new or not. There’s only one thing he’s after!


There was a towering rock in the middle of a dense sword.

And there’s a small wooden chest on it.

You don’t have to put a wooden box in the middle of a recruit!

“That’s mixed fabric!’

It is not known whether it contains only mixed fabric, the method of the platform, or the method of the platform. It’s that wooden chest that needs to be targeted anyway.

As soon as Chung-Myung tried to move straight, a heavy voice stuck in his ear.

“Are you a Hawaiian dinosaur?”

Chung-Myung’s head is slightly lifted. Across from the wooden box, Ho Sanja, who pulled out a sword, glared at him.

Oh, my God.


Chung-Myung opened his mouth with all his teeth.

“And what?”

“You’ve come all the way here. After all this has happened?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Ho Sanja distorted his face.

If Chung-Myung hadn’t robbed Mu Jin of the sidewalk and sprayed it on Namyeong, he wouldn’t have suffered this kind of hardship. And Hawasan wouldn’t even be able to get in here.

But they ended up here by poisoning the well.

I don’t know if I should say it’s great or adultery.

“I’ll give you credit for your ability. But that’s it. Stand down in silence. I don’t have a situation in my hand today. No matter how little you are, if you try to fight back, you’ll cut your throat.”

“Oh, I’m scared.”

Chung-Myung shook his head.

“But don’t you think it’s a little strange to say that?”


There’s a sneer in Chung-Myung’s mouth.

“You’re already spouting your life, aren’t you? Don’t you really want me to come at you? Are you going to wipe it out here?”


Ho Sanja had no answer.

Because he knew maybe it was his real intention.

Am I thinking of him as such a threat?’

It does not pose much of a threat in terms of brilliance alone. No matter how smart that kid is, it’ll be less difficult than descendants of the Zhuge clan and professional soldiers.

However, after seeing Chung-Myung, I changed my mind.

Let’s face it.

He’s dangerous.

Of course, the disciples of the shaman do not fall behind anywhere. But it’s impossible to reach him.

Seeds are different in the first place.

If we let him grow like this, it could happen that Hawasan devours the shaman in the future.

Ho Sanja was feeling the same way as Sama Seung of Jongnam felt at this moment. No, it’s more of a sense of crisis and murder than Sama Seung felt then.

“Stand down.”

Ho Sanja said sternly.

“As you say. I’m not keeping up with the flow right now. So don’t make me commit a sin. You’re shaking me up that much. The old discipline I’ve built has fallen apart!””Whoa?’

Chung-Myung looked at Ho Sanja as if he was amazed.

What if it’s Chung-Myung?

‘Well, I wouldn’t do that anyway because there’s no one stronger than me.’

The best option here is to kill Chung-Myung. No one can be held responsible for dying as it is in the midst of a melee.

I may be criticized by the public if things go wrong, but I can’t trade it for Sealy for fear of criticism.

But Ho Sanja is urging Chung-Myung to step down again. This means that even if Chung-Myung later poses a threat to the shaman, he will not kill the disciple of the young Taoist now.

“Is a shaman a shaman?”‘

Even though you may have seen everything on your way here, you are still keeping your distance. That old elder shows why the shaman’s name is still so high in the world.


“That doesn’t mean I’m going to step down.”

Chung-Myung took a step forward. Then there was a storm of energy from Ho Sanja’s body.

“Refusing to buy…….”

“Oh, he’s so drunk that he’s always half drunk, so let’s just fight.”


Ho Sanja clenched his teeth.

When did he ever hear such a slur from such a young man?

‘I’ve fully recommended it.’

I’d rather feel at ease.

I tried to suppress my desire to cut my throat right away and let him go, but if he comes out like that, he doesn’t have to step down anymore.

“Burn it!”

Ho Sanja rushed in as if no more words were needed.

Chung-Myung also rushed towards him.

Two people fly at the same time over tightly inserted swords.

Argh! Argh!

It’s like a blue silk width is being made in Ho Gong. A sword so clear is spewed at Chung-Myung. Similar to that of Mu Jin, but different in quality.

Chung-Myung also couldn’t fight in the same position as he did this time.

The opponent is the elder of the shaman. He is the strongest person I have ever met with my eyes open.

Chung-Myung, who grabbed the sword, put strength into his hand.

As he rushed forward, he turned his body, kicking the handle of a sword touching his foot.


The blue sword narrowly cut through Chung-Myung’s lead. The hem of the clothes was cut off and an eerie sensation penetrated my chest.

I’m not kidding!’

He is nothing but a sword that would have been blown away by a gesture of the past. But for Chung-Myung now, this sword was also threatening enough.

Above all, the enormous history of the sword makes the body nervous.

‘You can’t even tell the bones if you get hit.’

The shaman wears a soft sword, so all the things he or she has to do should be sewn up.

What? Is it soft?

Smack gently to make human porridge, is that a soft thing? That’s?

Whatever the way the sword is pursued, I can’t feel the slightest bit of Chung-Myung’s hold on this sword. Rather, it is full of will to destroy properly.

Otherwise, would you swing a person with enough history just by brushing him?

“Let’s do it, right?”

There was a spark in Chung-Myung’s eyes.


The silk-width sword is pulled out without breaking off and flies to Chung-Myung.


Chung-Myung threw himself into the flying sword with a short shout. Then he jumps straight up, kicks his sword, and drives forward.


Ho Sanja was so surprised that his heart jumped out of his neck.”Kicking the sword with your foot?”‘

It’s not like you’re swinging back, but you’re stepping on the sword and running forward. Is it common sense that the sword is not a wooden board blown at Ho Gong?

Where the hell is he?

It is a formidable operation.

It is a stage where one cannot dare to dream without treating one’s energy like one’s own arms and legs and arms. Even Ho Sanja didn’t dare try it.

There’s only one thing this job means.

I don’t know the bearing or the depth of the swordmanship, but in terms of the flag operation, that young Hwasan dinosaur must be better than Ho Sanja.

I don’t know how that’s possible, but there’s no denying what I’ve seen.

Chung-Myung was rapidly approaching Ho Sanja even at the moment when he was still in shock.


Ho Sanja sprints forward with a clear head. Then he carried the sword with him and hit Chung-Myung rushing.


A burst of gas sweeps around. The swords stuck on the floor tremble and come out little by little.


Chung-Myung spewed blood into his mouth.

It’s definitely blocked. I even dropped half of it to the side. Nevertheless, Ho Sanja’s sword completely rocked his interior. It is a shock as if a huge mountain had fallen on top of the body.

You little b*tc*!’


The sword of a shaman is the sword of Yu. It is the sword that overcomes the opponent with softness.

However, as soon as Ho Sanja identified Chung-Myung’s characteristics, he abandoned Yoo and faced Chung-Myung as Jung. No matter how talented Chung-Myung is in flying meat, he thought he would not be able to overcome himself in his history.

And Ho Sanja’s idea was exactly right.

No matter how Chung-Myung is, it was too much to catch up with the history of the elders who have been struggling for decades. At least because he has the characteristics of his learned history, he prevented him from falling into trouble with a single shot.

Ho Sanja’s eyes shake with the sword.

“Stop it?”

He is one of the three greatest disciples.

He is neither a great disciple nor a great disciple. He is only one of the three greatest disciples who may have just turned twenty. But the three great disciples blocked the sword containing Ho Sanja’s power.

“It wasn’t a joke to beat Mu Jin. What the hell do you look like?”

“Well, we don’t talk, do we?”

If you’re going to do that, relax the knife.

You have no conscience!

Then Ho Sanja spoke in a grave voice.


Chung-Myung, who was about to die more, shut up.

“It is taboo to accept a disciple of Thamun, but if you want, I will accept you as a disciple of the shaman by all means. And if you want, I’ll accept you as a great student.”


“With your talent, re-learning martial arts is just a small hurdle. Come to the shaman. I’ll make you a future shaman.”

What did he say?

Chung-Myung grinned unconsciously.

No, it’s a word that anyone else might find slightly enthralling. The world’s shaman accepts it as a disciple. Even the allocation goes up a notch.

But it is none other than Chung-Myung who is here.

“No, this old man is out of his mind! How dare you do business on someone else’s doorstep!”

“If not!”

Ho Sanja bites his lips and says.

“I will accept you as my disciple! Then you become a great disciple of the shaman.””That’s enough.”

Chung-Myung smiled back. Nevertheless, Ho Sanja did not give up easily.

“It is praiseworthy that he has a deep affection for his faction, but if he is a bookkeeper, he should also know how to seize opportunities. A shaman’s long sentence is better than a student of Hawasan!”

“Oh, no, thank you!”

Chung-Myung gives strength to the hand holding the sword.

“How come you don’t know what’s good for your hair!”

“Well, old man, you’re persistent.”

“A shaman can give you more than Hawasan.”

“You don’t understand.”

Chung-Myung’s mouth curled up.

“I don’t have a hobby of being a student of someone weaker than me.”



Chung-Myung briefly pulls out Ho Sanja’s sword. It then rises and falls rapidly to the floor.



On a powerful foot cloud, swords stuck on the floor rise in unison to Ho Gong. Chung-Myung kicked a series of recruits who emerged as Ho Gong and flew them to Ho Sanja.

“Who cares about a shaman?”


Chung-Myung pulled up the energy as much as he could.

“I am!”

Fly the sword.


Successive flying recruits were shot at Ho Sanja like arrows.

“Let’s make it the world’s best!”

In this life!


The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect


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