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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1044

Episode 1044 Either die or be killed. (4)

Quad deuk!

A dark hand came out through my back. A blood-soaked hand was still clutching a beating heart.


The eyes of the dying person and the person watching death met at a close distance. Eyes wide open as if in disbelief. The other one laughed coldly at the horrified face that recognized the death that was just around the corner.


The demonic cultist, who soon fell limp and kicked what could rightly be called a corpse, grabbed the heart in his hand and burst it.

“Hahahahaha! “You dirty infidels!”

Fear has strange properties.

People show greater courage when they are in a group than when they are alone. Isn’t there a clear difference between walking alone on a dark street at night and walking with others?

But what happens once fear becomes contagious?

From then on, the fear is greater than when you are alone. It didn’t take much time for the fear that started at the front to spread throughout the entire Black Demon Treasure.

What was lacking was not inaction but attitude.

The difference between the Demonic Cult, which retained the venom from the tragedy of a hundred years ago, and those who had forgotten everything over time and time, was being revealed to the extreme right here and now.

“The Second Coming of Heavenly Demon, Manmaangbok.” Heavenly Demon’s Second Coming, Manmaangbok. “The Second Coming of the Heavenly Demon, Manma Angbok.”

The mantra muttered like a spell penetrates my ears.

The screams of someone dying and the sounds of maniacal laughter ring out at the same time. On top of that, there are endless curses and life threatening to cut into pieces.

Who would be able to maintain reason in front of him all the time?


“Oh, no. This… ..”

It collapses.

The inaction that I had built up over a long period of time, the reason that I had perfectly controlled, and the pride that came from the name Black Ghost all collapsed like a rotten old tree in an instant.

All that remained were people who were terrified and wanted to live.


Someone turns and starts to run away, screaming. Although it was only a small number of unexpected actions at first, its impact was enormous.

Those who could not think of anything other than fighting were given the option of ‘flight’ in their minds.

Those who could not resist the temptation turned away from the enemy. Even those who were somehow overcoming it could not help the point of their swords becoming dull.

When the hungry wolves recognized their opponent’s weakness, they attacked the flock in front of them even more fiercely. To chew and swallow all the flesh without leaving a single piece of it behind.

Fear and despair descended on the blood-soaked ground.

“Oh, no…”

Faced with the prospect of his colleague in front of him becoming a corpse, the body of the elite black ghost stiffened like a stone statue. I knew I had to fight, I knew I had to resist, but I couldn’t move, as if my whole body was tied up.

“Uh… uh…”

The demonic cultist, with blood radiating from his eyes, howled like an animal and slammed his hand down on his head.


That moment.


With a strong booming sound, the heads of the charging demons rose into the sky.

For a moment, it seemed like the world stopped.

The elite of the dark ghosts, who were about to give up on the coming death, looked up blankly at the head of the demon cultist rising in the air. The head was spinning and spraying blood, and the face that could be seen at a glance was still full of base pleasure.

Perhaps that demon cultist was not aware of his own death even at the moment of death. It’s as if he, who survived now, doesn’t understand this situation.


The head that flew through the air fell to the ground.

It is only one death that occurred on a battlefield where countless others died.

Small and trivial things.

But the aftermath was great.


The gaze of the black demon elite, who barely survived, lowered slightly. A little below his eye level, someone who did not exist a moment ago was standing with his back turned.

black uniform.

Tightly tied hair.

And in one hand, a white long sword.


My mouth opened before my head could understand. Before the groan-like voice had even finished, the feet of the person in front of me moved again.


He kicked off the ground and swung his sword like a sword.


Another demon cultist instinctively swung his arm. Simsan’s move to block the flying sword and rip off the leash in one go.

However, just before the arm and the sword collided, the sword spun around and shed the demon’s arm. And soon it lodged itself in her throat like the claws of a hawk snatching its prey.


The body of the demonic cultist, who had been calmly accepting the attacks of countless people, was cut off without even being able to resist. His head rises into the air, and the rest of his body collapses in place.

The battlefield was frozen.

Cheongmyeong’s mouth, which had blown off the heads of the two demons in an instant, slowly opened.

“⋯⋯.I’ll tell you, kids.”

Cheongmyeong slowly raised his sword again.

“When dealing with demonic religions…”


His sword began to emit brilliant sword energy. The red sword energy flew like an illusion and covered the demonic cultists.


“This, this….”

As the storm of flower petals covered the entire area, the demonic cultists instinctively tried to retreat. No matter how much they throw away their lives and rush at the enemy, they will not be able to rush blindly with swords flying at them, blocking their entire vision.


They retreated and threw up their arms. The intention is to swat away the incoming plum blossom sword energy. However, the moment the hand filled with enormous magical energy touched the flower petal, all the black energy disappeared as if it had really been an illusion in the first place.



Quack! Quad deuk! Kwaduk!!

The sword energy that flew in at that moment quickly pierced the necks of the demon cultists.


Even if I looked down, I couldn’t see the neck. All the demon cultist could see was the blood gushing out from his neck.

dump! dump!

The demon cultist with his neck pierced, and the demon cultist with a vivid plum blossom-shaped sword engraved on his forehead… collapsed like a rotten straw bale.

Extreme fantasy sword. It is a swordsmanship where the boundary between reality and fantasy is extremely narrow.

Hwasan’s swordsmanship, which has been degraded as being out of bounds and undervalued as being closer to the evil school because it is a swordsmanship that deceives and manipulates the opponent, was literally like a deadly poison to the demonic cultists who suppressed their enemies with force.

“Aim for the neck.”

Cheongmyeong said, twisting the corners of his mouth.

It was an eerie smile that was clearly different from that of a mad demon cultist, but in some ways similar.

“Or smash his head.”


Cheongmyeong took another step. His eyes were filled with extreme murder, anger, and a heat that could only be described as strange.

And that moment.


Something flew in with a terrifying sound and lodged itself in the demon cultist’s head.


Soon, the demon cultist’s head exploded with a loud explosion.


The golden object that flew in quickly rotated and returned to where it came from.


Jang Il-so lightly stretched out his hand and took the bracelet with a wry smile.

“The head and neck… If you had such information, you should have told me sooner. Anyway, I heard you have a bad personality.”

Cheongmyeong ignored Jang Ilso’s words and moved forward.

The eyes of the black demon elites, who had been completely dark with despair, regained their original light.

Head and neck.

Of course, it is not an easy area to aim for. No matter what, only the head and neck are thoroughly protected. However, there was a world of difference between there being no way to defeat the opponent and there being a way even if it was difficult.


However, the position of the demonists seemed to be completely different.

As they watched fellow believers dying before their eyes, an even more intense hatred began to appear on their faces.

“This scum…”

Cheongmyeong smiled as he looked into their eyes.

“okay. “I like those eyes.”


“Those eyes…”

Cheongmyeong’s eyes were bloodshot.

“I enjoy it the most when I am colored by fear.”


Cheongmyeong rushed forward, smiling so brightly that it was grotesque. The sword was imbued with an intense red tinge.

The sword that was once perfected by cutting off their necks is now aiming for their necks again.

“Kill me!”

The demon cultists also rushed at Cheongmyeong, screaming like a fitter. They also instinctively understood who the most dangerous being here was.

“The Second Coming of Heaven! “Manma…”

“shut up!”

Cheongmyeong cut off the flying arm with one strike and thrust the sword into the mouth of the demonic cultist who was shouting a mantra.

The magician’s cervical vertebrae were instantly severed by that blow, and his body went limp. The sword that spun in his mouth was raised and split the demon cultist’s head in two.


Before the sword was even drawn, Cheongmyeong’s feet moved first. He advanced nearly a day in just one step, dug in among the panicked demons, and stomped hard on the ground.

Cheongmyeong, who converted all the power he gained from advancing and advancing into his sword, rushed at incredible speed and swung at the demonic cultist’s waist.

Kwakagagak! Kwakagagak!

It felt closer to cutting off rather than cutting.

The strong, rubber-like body of the demonic cultist was unable to withstand the force of the sword that was thrusting in, and was cut off with a crunching sound.


Soon, the upper body of the demonic cultist, whose entire waist had been cut off, spun like a top. Cheongmyeong kicked away the crumbling lower body and spun around on the spot, scattering plum blossom sword energy in all directions.

Darkness covered the sky. Darkly colored land.

These people are completely covered in black military uniform.

In that dark world, a plum tree stretched out its branches. It is extremely red, as if it has grown using the flowing blood as nourishment.

Sara la rock!

The scattered plum leaves rotated violently as if hit by a gust of wind, sweeping away the demonic cultists.

Quack! Quack! Quad deuk!!

Although it is a flower petal that appears fragile, its power is by no means weak. It penetrated very easily through the bodies of the demonic cultists who had blocked and neutralized numerous solid swords and swords.


For the first time, a scream rang out from the lips of the demon cultists.

Their bodies never allow death easily. That’s why they couldn’t die easily even with dozens of holes pierced throughout their bodies. In other words, you have to feel the pain of all those wounds so vividly that they hurt you.

Sword energy tears through flesh, cuts tendons, and grinds bones. Vivid pain tore through the minds of the demon cultists until they finally became pale.

Blood continued to spurt from the bodies of the demon cultists surrounding Cheongmyeong. The blood made the plum blossoms created by Cheongmyeong even darker.

Blood rain pouring down.

In it, Cheongmyeong revealed the only white tooth that was not soaked in blood.

The hot, bloody smell stung my nose to the point that it was suffocating. The smell made Cheongmyeong get used to it again. The unfamiliar sensation quickly returned and stayed at the tips of his fingers as he held the sword.

Everything has changed. But this feeling still remains at his fingertips.

“⋯⋯..you shouldn’t have forgotten me.”

Cheongmyeong raised his head and laughed like a devil.

“is not it?”

Cheongmyeong kicks the ground with a bizarre smile.

Those who are hunted and those who hunt.

It was the moment when that position was overturned.

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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