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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1049

Episode 1049 I was crazy too. (4)

The first thing I noticed was a clear difference.

The magicians they have dealt with so far are, so to speak, beasts. They were terrible beasts that looked like they had just jumped out of hell.

However, those who showed up now had a distinctly different feeling. If ordinary magicians are heavy blunt weapons, they are like refined blades. The eerie, well-honed energy had already pierced my entire body.


“I know, Lord!”

As soon as Baekcheon shouted, Hyeyeon kicked the ground and rose up. He twisted his body in the air and launched his fist like a thunderbolt. Formidable power poured into the front lines.

‘Hundred-step divine power!’

Jo Geol saw that and clenched her fists.

It is one of the seventy-two martial arts that Shaolin boasts throughout the world, and the most famous boxing technique in the world! In particular, what can be said about the power of the Baekbo Divine Power that unfolded in Hyeyeon’s hands?

Literally a thunderbolt of power rushed towards the law enforcer.

And that moment.


The magistrate lowered his hand in the air. Then, a black line thicker than the darkness bloomed, and Hyeyeon’s power, which was flying at an incredible speed, was instantly split in two.


Those who saw that scene could not believe their eyes for a moment.

The power of Buddhism is the energy of destruction. Like Taoism’s good energy, it has the property of destroying evil things in the world. Nevertheless, they cut off Hyeyeon’s power very easily.

The meaning of this scene was so great.


More than just a feeling!

To make matters worse, the moment the envoys appeared, the demonic cultists, who had been losing their strength, began to gain momentum like crazy.

Terrible demonic energy came over them like a cloud of fog.


“This, this!”

Ogum was embarrassed and shouted briefly.

At that moment, Jang Il-so stretched out his hand. Then the bracelet on her wrist spun violently on its own and advanced.


The bracelet, which was spinning at incredible speed in front of Jang Il-so’s face, soon became a ray of light and shot towards the envoys.

Golden light cuts through the dark night sky. It was such an incredible blow that even Hwasan’s disciples, who were clearly aware that Jang Il-so would eventually become their enemy, could not help but be momentarily amazed.


The bracelet, which contained terrifying power, was aimed precisely at the upper body of the envoy charging at the head. His eyes twisted as he looked at the bracelet flying towards him as if it would pierce him. It was a face that revealed cruelty.


Jeok-il, holding the rapier, extended his arm forward. The tip of the sword and Jang Il-so’s bracelet collided in the air, creating a huge explosion.


As soon as the explosion sounded, golden energy and black magical energy exploded like firecrackers in all directions.

At that moment, Baekcheon saw. Jang Il-so’s bracelet hung on the end of Jeok-il’s thin rapier.


For a moment, a shiver runs down my spine. Just hitting a bracelet flying with that force is not an ordinary thing. Especially if your favorite sword is such a thin sword, it will not be easy to even protect the sword from breaking from such an impact.

However, that law envoy did not simply knock off Jang Il-so’s bracelet, but neutralized it and even snatched it away.

‘It’s a different level.’

Some of these people here have already experienced law enforcement in the North Sea. However, the law enforcer I met at that time and the law enforcer approaching from there were only the same in their positions, and there was no comparison in terms of skills.

‘These people are crazy.’

Baekcheon bit his lip without realizing it. In the meantime, the envoys who had narrowed the distance came down in front of the demon cultists.


They stopped and raised their heads and stared at Cheongmyeong and Jang Ilso and their group. That number is exactly ten.

The demonic cultists held their breath and gathered behind them as they gave arrogant looks.

I could tell for sure just by looking at it.

The fact that those demon cultists are more afraid of the law enforcement messengers than the Hwasan disciples who will have to deal with them from now on, and the Hong dogs that glare at the law enforcement messengers like a vicious dog that has spotted an intruder.

‘Are you afraid of your allies?’

It may not have been understandable at first, but in the Demonic Cult, this was common sense.

The magistrates manage and direct the laymen, or what the Central Plains people commonly call ‘mazol (魔卒)’. However, there is a greater mission than that: to hunt down apostates on campus and correct any violations of doctrine.

Therefore, the demonic cultists had no choice but to be more afraid of internal law enforcers than external enemies. The doctrines of the Demonic Cult are the words of the great Heavenly Demon. Because there is only one punishment for those who break the gospel.

But one more thing is certain.

Although their role is to punish the cultists, the demon cultists are also warriors who worship power. The fear they showed was proof of the power these enforcers possessed.


Jeok-il, who was in the lead, briefly scratched the floor with the rapier in his hand.

“I admit it.”

A clear voice came out.

It was a voice that could be said to be ordinary, but it actually created an even more intense sense of heterogeneity. That’s right, the only sounds I heard from the demons after coming here were threats and cries. It was my first time hearing such a calm voice.

Jeok-il glares at the allied forces of the government and government standing in front of him with cold, sunken eyes.

“I mean, even among the lowly middle-class people, there are people who can be useful.”

Everyone’s faces hardened after hearing those words.

It was ridicule disguised as recognition, and disregard disguised as praise.

“But that doesn’t change anything.”

Jeok-il slowly pulled down the mask that covered half of his face. Rough skin and dark lips were revealed. Both eyes were becoming increasingly red.

“There is only one thing you can say about opposing the church without even knowing the subject. death.”

The dark lips twitched.

“But there is nothing to feel sorry about. Because your death won’t be completely worthless. Your death will be announced to the world. Dogmatic fear. His greatness. And your weakness…”

“Wow, your tongue is really dirty.”

Cheongmyeong cut Jeokil off.

Jeok-il closed his mouth and glared at him fiercely. Cheongmyeong didn’t care and let out a cold sneer.

“If you want to chat like that, just answer the questions asked.”

The corner of Jeokil’s mouth twisted.

“Just talking to non-believers makes me feel like my heart is being twisted… but religion is inherently merciful. Tell me, you fool. “What are you curious about?”

“Why did you come to the midfield?”


“There are so many devils in one bishop… It seems like one parish moved alone. “You wouldn’t have that authority, would you?”

Jeok-il’s eyes suddenly shook greatly.

Because it was a completely unexpected question. Aren’t they from the Central Plains?

“You… how?”

How does a member of the Central Plains know such things?

Cheongmyeong burst out laughing.

“Are you… apostates?”

At that moment, an enormous amount of deadly force erupted from the bodies of the demon cultists. Not only the envoy but also the demonic cultists guarding behind him unleashed their magical energy and deadly force.

The momentum was so brutal that even Honggyeon flinched.

“How dare you… dare!”

Jeok-il, who had maintained his composure all at once, turned his eyes white as if he had lost his sense of reason.

“You’re saying something like that! dare! This guy is worse than this bug! dare!”

It was a sound that was almost like a cry.

No one around Cheongmyeong could understand this sudden violent reaction. Because no one knows what apostasy means to the Demonic Cult.

“No, no.”

Cheongmyeong continued speaking calmly, his voice still slurring.

“You idiots don’t even have the ability to apostatize, right? “If there is a person who apostatizes, he will be punished.”

Cheongmyeong glanced at the raised base and asked.

“how is it? Did he apostatize?”

“Shut up, you fucking bastard!”

Jeok-il lost his temper and roared.

“How dare you understand the bishop’s deep thoughts! “For an unbeliever who can’t even imagine how he felt when he walked on this dirty land!”

“Hoo… ..”

Cheongmyeong’s eyes glowed darkly for a moment.

‘That’s right.’

This made it clear. If the Demonic Cult was truly at work, it would not have been just one bishop who led the diocese that followed him and set foot on the central plains. That means this is the bishop’s lone act.

Just finding out this fact achieved the desired goal. This means that if we just deal with these guys somehow, the invasion of the Demonic Cult will stop.

But for that…

“That’s funny.”

Cheongmyeong showed a cruel smile.

“It looks like the world’s demons are splitting up. Well, good idea. It’s a wise choice. “It’s been over a hundred years since the Heavenly Demon’s head was cut off, but those guys who are still licking the soles of their feet are the assholes of the world.”


Blue veins began to appear on Jeokil’s neck and face. He completely let go of reason in anger and glared at Cheongmyeong with eyes that looked as if he would lunge at him and kill him at any moment.

The reason he couldn’t run away right away wasn’t because he decided he needed to suppress his anger. The anger was so great that it even tied up his feet.

“don’t worry. “I will help you even if something happens.”

Cheongmyeong smiled and flicked his sword.

“Even if the Heavenly Demon comes back, there’s no guarantee that the hair that was cut off once won’t be cut off a second time, right? is not it?”


The energetic enemy rushed forward without even looking back.

His original plan was to surround the demons who had lost their senses and were attacking him. There is no better strategy than this when dealing with a strong minority.

Magic is basically a martial art that takes away a person’s reason. There is bound to be an extreme difference between rushing like an animal and moving under someone’s instructions.

If he had calmly managed those following him, it might not have been that difficult to deal with only a handful of them.

But now that he has fallen for Cheongmyeong’s provocation, all the plans that existed in his head are burned with anger, leaving only white ashes.

“I will rip your mouth out!”

Because I was the one who lost my senses the most.

Like a dragon struggling after being stabbed, Jeok-il, who had invaded the inviolable territory of Cheonma, turned into a beast and rushed at Cheongmyeong. The demonic cultists who were holding their breath behind them also turned a blind eye and rushed forward like a black tsunami from a typhoon.

It was a feast of madness with no trace of reason.

It was a sight that would scare anyone, but Cheongmyeong instead smiled brightly.

His sword was overflowing with bright red sword energy.

“I heard that this is why the Demonic Cult is good.”


Cheongmyeong hit the ground hard and was met with an enemy flying straight towards him.

Fighting the enemy is war. But dealing with animals that have lost their senses is just hunting. The sword of Cheongmyeong, which had hunted the Demonic Cult countless times, shined even more clearly in the darkness.

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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