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Chapter 978


Episode 978 There is no way not to believe it. (3)

Para la la la rock.

Something rising into the air spun violently. Everyone on this island had their eyes on it.

The object, which was constantly spinning and spraying red blood in all directions, soon lost its strength and fell.

Wow!

Everyone looked at the scene blankly.

It was an arm.

The arm of the warrior, trained as it should be, fell into the sandbank. The blood flowing from the cross section was staining the white sand dark red.

No one could even take a deep breath.

Even with my eyes, it was difficult to understand what I was seeing. The silence was so thick that even the sound of swallowing dry saliva sounded like thunder.

Fuuuut!

At that time, the Black Dragon King stumbled backwards with an eerie sound.

“Off…”

The Black Dragon King, who had missed his beloved illness, grabbed his shoulder with his left hand. Blood spurted out from between his thick fingers.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

Everyone looked at that figure blankly.

The right arm of the Black Dragon King.

The arm that commanded the Yangtze River while holding a huge scimitar was cut off from just below the shoulder. The moment the sword of Cheongmyeong cut into his head, he raised his arm to prevent his head from being cut off, but his arm was cut off without any chance.

Disbelief and astonishment. And fear.

He stepped back and back again, his eyes a mess of uncontrollable emotions.

“Hey, this guy…”

Everyone was spellbound when they saw the Black Dragon King like that.

Who would have imagined?

The sight of the arm of this man, who was the leader of the Xinjuo faction who reigned like the king of the Yangtze River and is now the vice leader of the Sapaelian, being cut off by the sword of the Three Great Disciples of Hwasan.

However, no matter how much I close or open my eyes, the sight I see does not change. The moment it dawned on me that all of this was real, a terrible sense of discomfort began to strike everyone on Maehwa Island.

Except for one group.

“also!”

“Damn it!”

Suppressed admiration flowed from the mouths of the volcano disciples.

My shoulders, which were temporarily freed from excessive tension, began to shake incessantly. They clenched their fists in unison, suppressing the urge to cheer at any moment.

Baekcheon also clenched his fists and stared at Cheongmyeong’s back.

“There is no way not to believe it.”

“That’s right.”

“hmm!”

Jo Geol and Yoon Jong nodded their heads loudly. Even Yu Iseol’s shoulders shook slightly.

Hwasan’s disciples who have watched Cheongmyeong’s training over the past three years cannot imagine him losing. If what they went through was hell, then what Cheongmyeong went through was literally an infinite hell.

But regardless of that belief, those wearing the volcano uniform were trembling at the endless joy that was exploding in their heads.

I feel like I have been rewarded.

Cheongmyeong clearly proved it in front of them. The efforts they made in the past were not in vain. What they have accumulated over that time is clearly now with their swords.

However, to the inspectors of the Namgung family who did not know Cheongmyeong well, this scene was a shock itself. Their faces were colored with emotions that cannot be described in words.

“Well, that’s not possible…”

“Oh my…”

they know How strong is the Black Dragon King?

The Black Dragon King was the opponent that even the head of the family, Emperor Namgung, burned with his fighting spirit. The terrifying power of the pottery that he exudes was proven by the deaths of those who bore the name of Namgung.

But now the Black Dragon King is staggering. My arm was cut off by the swordsman of that volcano.

The outcome of the game was very clear.

“Keuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

The Black Dragon King leapt backwards with bloodshot eyes. However, rather than helping him, the enemies who saw him just retreated in fear.

Whilick.

Cheongmyeong lightly turned the sword and lowered the tip of the sword.

That’s it.

Then he scratched the floor with the tip of his sword and slowly approached the Black Dragon King.

Everyone is excited. At the same time, I am shocked.

However, Cheongmyeong’s eyes did not change at all from the beginning. He only watched the Black Dragon King with eerily sunken eyes and slowly approached.

“Ugh…”

The Black Dragon King’s chin trembled.

The empty brain could no longer continue thinking. I didn’t know what to do from now on. Because I never once thought I would be in a situation like this.

And then.

Cheongmyeong did something that no one expected.

Kaang!

He kicked the Black Dragon King’s scimitar that was on the floor. The scimitar that leaped into the air fell exactly at the feet of the Black Dragon King.

“⋯⋯.”

A cold voice came to the ears of the Black Dragon King, who was looking at Jedo and Cheongmyeong alternately with shaking eyes.

“catch.”

Cheongmyeong continued speaking in a voice without any emotion.

“We must continue.”

It was as if he was stating an obvious fact.

The spine of those watching felt a chill at the eerie tone of voice.

“Your arm was cut off?”

“⋯⋯.”

“What happened to that?”

In Cheongmyeong’s eyes, life was young.

Watching him flail about because his arm had been cut off made me feel sick to my stomach.

“You idiot.”

They don’t know. Those who live in peace cannot know or understand.

Who has been protecting Kang-ho? How desperately they fought. How does it feel to pull a knife from the impaled body of a comrade and swing it?

What were these people thinking as they fought, trampling on the severed arm with their feet and biting the opponent’s neck?

These guys who don’t know anything are acting arrogantly, pretending to be the kings of the world. As I was watching that little bastard, I felt nauseated.

No, actually, there is no need to discuss the past.

Cheongmyeong pointed back with his chin.

“Namgoong…”

As soon as the word Namgung came out of Cheongmyeong’s mouth, the swordsmen of the Namgung family tensed their entire body muscles.

“I fought even though my arm was cut off. “Even the moment my throat was cut.”

The inspectors of the Namgung family lowered their heads and gritted their teeth.

Those words pierced my heart. Stronger than any comfort.

The images of their comrades stabbing their enemies with their swords even when their stomachs were cut open and grabbing their opponents’ ankles even when their heads were cut off remain vivid in their minds. Because of them, those who are here now are still alive.

“catch.”

“Ugh…”

“Catch it, you fucking bastard.”

The Black Dragon King gritted his teeth and grabbed the scimitar with his remaining arm.

And that moment.

Kaaaaaaaa!

The sword of Cheongmyeong rushes in at once and strikes the scimitar. The Black Dragon King was thrown back helplessly and fell among the enemies.

The moment the frightened enemies retreated left and right, the Black Dragon King grabbed one of the enemies who was trying to run away from his side.

“M-stop it.”

“Black dragon…”

“Stop it! Stop it, you bastards! “Stop that bastard!”

The Black Dragon King, full of madness, used evil. However, no one stood in the way of Cheongmyeong for the Black Dragon King.

It’s natural.

The reason they followed the Black Dragon King’s orders was because they were afraid of him. He was afraid of retaliation if he did not listen.

But hasn’t the end of the Black Dragon King already been decided? But why would they be so loyal and risk their lives to save the Black Dragon King?

The enemies, pale in color, were busy retreating. Even after hitting his butt, he crawled backwards. Soon, there was no one left around the Black Dragon King.

“You idiots! Don’t you tell me to stop it! Stop it!”

The Black Dragon King shouted as if he was struggling, but his voice was only scattered in the air.

“Sigh!”

Cheongmyeong, who spat out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth, approached him with indifferent eyes.

The Black Dragon King, who was glaring at his enemies with a devil-like face, looked at Cheongmyeong and involuntarily retreated even further. The tip of my remaining finger began to tremble helplessly.

“Uh, uh…”

A groaning sound escaped his mouth as he forcibly grabbed the scimitar.

Why did it become like this?

Until Volcano arrived here, everything was going his way. But how on earth did it end up like this?

The thoughts could not continue for long.

Before he could even get up, Cheongmyeong rushed over and kicked him in the chin.

Quang!

The Black Dragon King, with its jaw broken, flew off the ground like a water swallow.

Quaaaang!

He was stuck on a sandbank and grabbed the sand in pain.

“Off…”

I barely turned my head and saw Cheongmyeong still approaching at a slow, steady pace.

And the swordsmen of the volcano were following behind them. As if he were escorting Cheongmyeong as he walked through the midst of enemy forces. The sunlight reflected off the swords they were holding and was dazzling.

But…now there is no one behind the Black Dragon King.

“Ugh… Ugh…”

No one helps him.

The waterways he built throughout his life can only be seen from afar as his death approaches. No one risked their life for him.

“You ungrateful bastards! Aaaaaaa!”

He let out an angry roar. Just then, a reaper holding a sword arrived in front of him.

“⋯⋯.”

The Black Dragon King looked up at Qingming blankly.

“That’s worth knowing.”

“⋯⋯.”

“You can’t even follow the toes of Emperor Nangong.”

“Ugh…”

“Water pole?”

Qingming sneered.

“This is the sand castle you built, you stupid bastard. You, who have no strength, are no better than insects. “No one will fight for you.”

“Aaaahhh!”

The moment the Black Dragon King stretched out his hand to grab the sword again, the sword of Qingmyeong cut his wrist.

Suddenly!

“Aaaahhh!”

Before his desperate scream could even end, the flying sword cut into his entire body.

Suddenly! Suddenly!

As if the deceased Namgung Se would leave scars on his body equal to the number of swordsmen.

“Aaaahhh!”

There were endless screams that would make even those who heard them frown.

Normally, he wouldn’t have screamed like this even if his body was crushed. But since my heart was already broken, there was no way I would have the strength to resist.

“Shut up!”

However, Cheongmyeong did not consider the Black Dragon King’s situation.

Phew!

The sword pierced the Black Dragon King’s shoulder and twisted. The Black Dragon King’s gigantic body trembled as the pain tore through all of his muscles.

Faaah!

And the moment the knee was cut off, the large body fell forward as if falling forward.

Cheongmyeong stepped on his head and pointed his sword at the Black Dragon King’s neck.

“A bug, like a bug, must crawl and die. is not it?”

“Ugh… Ugh…”

“Go to hell.”

Cheongmyeong struck down his sword without hesitation.

One that moment.

Kaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The sword of Cheongmyeong, which fell on the Black Dragon King’s neck, bounced to the side and was pushed away with a tremendous metallic sound.

Cheongmyeong stepped on the Black Dragon King’s head and looked away. At the end of that icy gaze was a small boat slowly approaching the edge of the island.

To be exact, it was a man on the boat.

“It’s a bug…”

Jang Il-so, standing alone on the small boat, looked at Cheongmyeong, smiling as if it was fun.

“Of course, it’s not that I don’t agree with that, but… “Hwasan Sword Association.”

His long, arc-shaped eyes stared straight at Cheongmyeong.

“Unlike you… there are people in the world who need that bug.”

The boat carrying Jang-il cow reached the sandbank of Maehwado Island.


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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