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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1266


Episode 1266. Don’t worry about the bastards! (One)

‘These are Cheonwoo-Maeng!’

Geumyangbaek could not contain his surprise.

In fact, when they first discussed the plan, Geumyangbaek had no doubt that they would be the ones leading this operation.

It is a slightly different issue from who establishes the operation. It is a question of whose power will lead the created operation.

In Geumyangbaek’s opinion, it had to be him and the elders of Haenam.

reason? Isn’t that so obvious?

Although the reputation of the Hwasan Sword Association covers the world and the reputation of the Hwasan Five Swords resonates even in Haenam, and although those who came with them are said to be the heads of the families of the five generations, they are ultimately still young youths.

If you ask me, aren’t they younger than Haenam’s great disciple, Kwak Hwan-so?

Of course he acknowledged his reputation and position, but he had been training for decades more than them, so it was hard to even imagine being pushed down from the position.

But now, Tianyu Meng’s disciples, especially Huashan’s disciples, shattered his thoughts.

“Haaaaaaaap!”

Hwasan Jangmundaeri Baekcheon’s sword emitted a stream of red sword energy. The sword energy that erupted dispersed like oxidation in the air and soon turned into red petals and swept away the enemy.

It is a sword that makes it impossible to tell what is real and what is fake.

In the first place, the goal is to neutralize the opponent’s defense, which is difficult to break through with honest attacks alone. But this sword’s heocho was beyond that area.

It is meaningless to distinguish between what is real and what is fake among the hundreds of swords flying around. Even if you differentiate it perfectly, you can’t stop it.

“Tsk!”

“Aaaah!”

And that fact was clearly proven by the battles of Maninbando against Baekcheon’s sword energy.

In this melee, it is absolutely not easy to block each and every small sword energy.

It’s easy to think that blocking that sword energy alone would be much more difficult, but the reality is completely different. In a one-on-one match, there is plenty of space to utilize, but in the current situation, it is impossible to step back.

In other words, Hwasan’s swordsmanship exerts surprising power on the battlefield when fighting in groups.

‘It’s easy.’

If using that kind of sword technique was as easy as it sounds, wouldn’t all the swordsmen in the world have made the same choice?

Sword energy is the energy that extends through the sword. It is extremely difficult to segment that energy into small pieces and move it as desired.

I can’t even imagine what hardships they must have gone through to be able to unfold freely even in such an urgent situation.

‘How can these young people have such skills…’

It might be rude if someone else did it. But Geumyangbaek was someone who fully deserved it. No matter what anyone says, he is a long-time writer of the Haenam faction who is in charge of one axis of the old faction.

And in his opinion, the skills of these young swordsmen are on par with the elders of Haenam. No, if you look at it objectively, beyond the position of Haenam’s long-time writer, it may be more than that.

“die! “You bastards!”

“Walk! “I told you not to run away like a colt!”

“But it’s everyone’s room, death penalty!”

“Please shut up and put your feet on the floor! “You damn bastard!”

Moreover, their skill in dealing with enemies, regardless of swordsmanship, cannot be compared to that of the elders of Haenam. Even though people caught up in the madness of the battlefield are flooding in before their eyes, instead of being scared, they are raising their morale as if they are ready to run away at any moment.

‘Is this a volcano?’

Geumyangbaek realized it again.

While the Haenam faction was obsessed with the illusion of being stuck in this distant Haenam Island and honing their swordsmanship, they fought countless times and became stronger.

Stagnant water rots.

The thought that he had been doing for Haenam may have been turning Haenam into a puddle of water trapped on a small island called Haenamdo, rather than a vast sea, hit him hard.

“Jangmun-in!”

“I get it!”

Geumyangbaek suddenly came to his senses when he heard an angry voice coming from next to him.

Coo!

He stepped forward stronger than usual. At the same time, a furious sword energy like an angry roar came from his dropped sword.

Quaaaaa!

The sword of Haenam is like a rushing wind or a surging wave.

The golden-yellow sword was swung once, again, and again.

One wave! Another wave! Another wave!

Like the waves that crash endlessly onto the shore, the sword energy of Geumyangbaek endlessly surges towards the enemy.

The complexions of the Ten Thousand Islands turned blue.

Unlike the sword of Hwasan, which was flashy and threatening but not heavy, the sword power poured out by Geumyangbaek was truly rough and heavy. The history contained within was enough to make people sick of it.

“Stay where you are! “We must hold out here until we completely take control of the ship!”

“yes!”

The elders who saw the sword also gained a lot of courage and shook their swords.

Lim So-byeong, who was watching the situation from behind, grinned.

“A room with a single file is a room with a single file.”

It is true that the Haenam group of brats running around to take over the ship were of little help. If you look at it calmly, no matter how much of a Haenam faction it is, it is not easy for those who are experiencing real combat for the first time to play their role. It’s fortunate if you can show even half of your usual skills.

However, the elders, including Geumyangbaek, were showing off their skills to the fullest, as if they were trying to prove the time they had accumulated in Gangho. So much so that it was clearly visible that their joining had strengthened the battle line.

But…

‘I can’t last long.’

Yes, the limitations are clear.

“Kill!”

“Kill them all!”

The Maninbandos are trampling on the backs of their fallen comrades and rushing forward like mad dogs.

The number of people maintaining the front line is only about thirty. Even if they were experts in the 100-for-100, there was no way they would be able to endure to the end against so many 100,000 bandits.

If that were possible, wouldn’t it have happened that Maninbang became the loser of the Sapaeryeon?

There is one reason why we can hold out now, because Hwasan has completely suppressed the baseline and broken the enemy’s momentum.

But that can’t last forever either.

Sometimes numbers are nothing, and sometimes they are everything. No matter how strong the people blocking their path were, the Maninbang Taoists, who knew that they were overwhelmingly outnumbered, were constantly speeding up and pushing the Cheonwu Meng Tao.

“Tsk!”

“Hold on!”

Suddenly!

Jo Geol’s left arm received a long cut from the flying sword. His blood was scattered.

“Walk!”

“Don’t make a fuss, death penalty!”

“Get back! “I…!”

“Oh, I told you not to make a fuss!”

Jo Geol, who gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, pierced the neck of the person who was running at him in one go.

Quack!

The moment he pulled out the sword, hot blood spurted from the gaping hole and poured down onto his face.

‘It’s endless.’

Even if you kill and kill again, it will not shrink. No, to be honest, I can’t even tell where this army ends here.

It felt like this vast coast was completely filled with people.

“Aaaahhh!”

Jo Geol almost turned his head for a moment when he heard a scream coming from next to him. Only at the last moment, with superhuman patience, did he fix his gaze forward. He shouldn’t turn his head now.

‘no!’

That voice is not one he knows. It was probably the sound of one of Haenam’s elders falling.

But that’s no reason to be at ease. In any case, those who cannot endure are coming out one after another.

“Noooom!”

Enemies’ reactions also become more agile.

Realizing that a small number of people would only cut them all, the Maninbangdo slowed down their momentum a little and pushed more people forward. So someone jumped on their heads and threw pottery at them, and someone else randomly stabbed their swords into the gaps between people.

It was a blind stabbing that seemed meaningless, but even that was enough of a threat to those who endured it.

“Ugh!”

“accident!”

“Hold your seat!”

Yu Yi-seol’s cold voice even brought Jo Geol to his senses.

“Damn it! Green Forest King! Was it far?”

“⋯⋯No, this would be enough⋯⋯. “What are those bastards doing?”

“yes?”

Suddenly, a loud shout came out of Lim So-byeong’s mouth.

“Hey, you stupid bastards! “What are you doing now?”

What Lim So-byeong was seeing were Haenam’s disciples jumping off the boat and pushing hard toward the sea. One of them shouted, as if protesting against the swear words thrown at them from behind.

“Pear, pear! The boat is draped over a sandbank! You have to push!”

“what?”

Lim So-byeong looked at the boat again with surprised eyes. Now that I see it, the front of the boat is clearly on the shore.

‘It wasn’t like that before?’

He couldn’t have misunderstood the situation, right?

“It’s because the tide is low!”

“ebb? “What do you mean?”

Then, Lee Ja-yang rolled her eyes as if she was frustrated.

But Lim So-byeong also had something to say. How on earth could he, who has lived his entire life in the mountains, know the tides of the island?

“Push it out now!”

“My stomach, my stomach is so big…!”

That was when Lim So-byeong bit his lip as if he was going crazy.

“Green Forest King! Come this way!”

“yes?”

“Monk Hyeyeon!”

“yes!”

Before Lim So-byeong could make a decision, Hyeyeon, who had received Baekcheon’s orders, ran like a thunderbolt. When Lim So-byeong saw that scene, his eyes became as big as a flower lantern.

“You crazy idiot! Then the front is raining…”

“I’m coming!”

“Aaaah! Move! Not you, you bastard!”

Lim So-byeong suddenly kicked Seol So-baek, who was trying to run away, and then dug into Hye-yeon’s spot and swung a fan at her.

“This bookmaker doesn’t know how precious it is! “You have to try everything to come to your senses!”

No matter what Lim So-byeong said, Hye-yeon reached the front of the ship and shouted.

“Get out of the way!”

“yes?”

“hurry!”

Haenam’s disciples were so surprised that they offered to sit down. Hyeyeon bowed briefly and placed her palm on her stomach.

“Whoop!”

Woooooooooooooooo!

Hyeyeon’s clothes bulged as if they were about to burst at any moment.

“Oooooh!”

At the same time, Hyeyeon took a step forward and began to push out her large belly.

“Now, just a moment!”

Kwak Hwan-so, who was frightened, hurriedly tried to stop him. Of course, a ship is a very strong object, but since it is ultimately made of wood, it is also infinitely weak. If you apply enough force to one place to push that big ship, wouldn’t the wood break and create a hole before the ship even moves?

“Stop right now…”

However, Kwak Hwan-so’s concerns were quickly dispelled.

The golden energy emanating from the heart of the ocean covered the front part of the ship, and soon the huge ship began to roll back with a loud noise.

“⋯⋯It doesn’t make sense⋯⋯.”

How on earth can a person push that big ship by himself? This was not something that could simply be said to be strong in martial arts.

“Ooooooooo!”

At that moment, Hyeyeon roared like a lion and completely pushed the boat out in one go. The boat was thrown out of her sandbank, pounding the surface and making a loud noise.

“done!”

“Do it, you did it!”

“The best!”

Haenam’s disciples cheered as if they had pushed the boat themselves.

“next!”

“This is the ship! this way!”

“The rest of you, please board the ship immediately, quickly!”

“yes!”

Hyeyeon shouted as she immediately latched onto the other boat and pushed it.

“Drive the boat out! Right Now!”

“Unfold the sails!”

“Those whose hands are empty, go down and grab the oars!”

The ships along the coast began to move slowly toward the open sea.


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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