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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1459


Episode 1459. Probably not at best. (4)

“Oh, it’s coming!”

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The antique pavilion roof soared into the sky. I don’t want to believe it, but unfortunately it was not a dream or fantasy, but a clear reality.

“Haaaaaap!”

With the explosion of energy, the tiles that filled the roof of the pavilion exploded in all directions. It was like firecrackers exploding high in the sky.

Love it!

The tiles spread everywhere like sparks and flew at breakneck speed, hitting the stunned people.

“Kaaaaaaak!”

“Ahh! my arm! Argh!”

The Safa people who flocked to this unexpected sight quickly turned pale.

“Ma, we have to stop it! “Somehow!”

It’s a meaningless cry. Is there anyone here who doesn’t know that?

Their original mission was to protect the temple while Sapaeryeon was away. And to monitor those living in Chengdu so that they do not dare to escape. It is a mission that cannot be said to be that great.

If they can’t even do that properly, isn’t it obvious what these wolves will do to them?

But…

“W-that doesn’t even sound like a horse!”

‘Should’ and ‘can’ may sound similar, but they are completely different.

Those who are here now have felt the difference keenly.

Something huge fell right in front of the half-fazed Safa people.

Coo!

“⋯⋯uh⋯⋯.”

Twice that of an ordinary person… No, it’s probably three times as big. The person who could not be described other than the word ‘giant’ looked down at them with his eyes twitching.

Those who encountered a human of a size they had never seen before in their lives froze in front of its overwhelming presence.

“These bastards from Sapa.”

Words that seemed to be muttered slowly spread out.

How can you use the expression “muttering” when you have a loud voice? The reason is simple.

“I will destroy everything!”

This is because the real ‘shout’ that came out afterwards was so loud that it cannot be fully described in the word ‘resounding’.

The arms of Beast Palace Lord Meng Xiao struck and swept away the Safaers in front. As the arms, which looked like pillars of a palace, moved, a truly terrifying sight unfolded.

Quaaaaaaaaa!

The warriors, who were sturdy adult men and had been practicing martial arts for decades, were thrown around helplessly, like pieces of wood hit by a runaway carriage.

“Hee hee hee hee!”

At the sight of their comrades being literally destroyed, the Safaans instinctively tried to retreat. However, its movements could not be faster than that of Meng Xiao, who rushed at her like a wild beast.

Quang! Quaaaang!

Explosive sounds, like gunpowder exploding, erupted one after another. At the same time, the crushed Safa people rose into the sky of Chengdu.

“Hey, you monster! Die!”

Of course, they were not the only ones suffering. A swordsman rushed towards Maengso, who was charging forward like a gigantic beast. A rapid sword strike fell on his wide back.

But the inspector did not know one thing. Although it may be as large as Mount Tai, Meng Xiao is by no means slow and dull.

Hehehe!

Meng Xiao’s body rotated flexibly in a way that did not suit his enormous size. At the same time, a foot of terrifying size drew an astonishing line in the air and stuck in the jaw of the person who was running at it.

Kwaaaaang!

It was the ultimate retreat. The body of the person who had been hit disappeared through the high wall, drawing a black line.

“Mi, crazy…”

An even scarier scene unfolded before the eyes of those who were momentarily frozen in an absurd situation. A man soared above Meng Xiao’s head.

“All right…!”

“It’s the poison king! “Get down!”

I love you so much!

The sword released from Tanggunak’s two hands fiercely split the air. His mourning was extremely cruel, but on the other hand, it was also extremely merciful. All the person who had stopped breathing would have seen was a flash of light. It is like dying without even feeling pain.

Tanggunak, who had given his enemy the cleanest death in the world, kicked the ground with a stern face.

These are not them. These people are not the evil beasts that set fire to Sacheondang House and killed the Gasols, and even if you treat them well, they are nothing more than petty thugs.

However, even so, he is still a ruthless person who invades and destroys Seongdo, the land of the Four Thousand Dang Family, with his earthen feet.

Tanggunak, who suppressed his rising anger, put all of that anger into Bido.

Paaaaaa!

The rain shot was fired again and hit the top of another person’s head.

“Hey, hey!”

“I mean, stop it! “There is no place to retreat!”

Stop it? who? Who are you supposed to stop?

That monstrous beast palace lord? Or the Tanggunak, in which people throw their swords in anger? Otherwise…

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

At that moment, a dazzling white light burst out from somewhere.

“It’s me, Namgung! “It’s the Namgung family!”

“What, what? “Is it Emperor Namgung?”

“Emperor Nangong is dead, you stupid bastard!”

“Then what is that? “It’s the sword of Emperor Nangong!”

“That…”

It doesn’t matter when or where. Anyone who has seen the sword of Emperor Nangong with their own eyes even once in their life will never be able to forget that sight. And to those who had that memory, the white sword that bloomed in the middle of the castle was a source of fear itself.

“Bah, on the other side!”

“what?”

“Hey, damn it! excuse me!”

“Plum, plum blossom! “The volcanoes have come!”

As if in response, a sword energy that would no longer be an exaggeration to say was now the most famous in the world fluttered from the side where the white sword energy was pouring out.

A black color resembling red plum blossom petals.

It was the plum blossom sword energy of the volcano.

“Why on earth…? “What the hell…”

decimal? Only a dozen people? What does personnel mean? Even if there are a thousand people here, it cannot be stopped. No, maybe even 10,000 people might not be able to stop it.

The leader of a world-weary faction is coming and attacking them, but how can they stop it when they don’t even have a proper nickname?

“S-Sapae-ryeon! Where is everyone’s room? “Why do we have to deal with those guys?”

“Ugh! damage!”

White sword energy crashed down like a meteorite on their heads while they were busy trying to escape.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The hem of the clothes fluttered like crazy due to the wind pressure caused by the impact. It is truly an overwhelming victory. However, a look of disapproval was still evident on the face of the person who was looking at the scene calmly from the eaves.

“Push harder, push harder! You bastard, haven’t you even eaten? “Is that the only thing that comes out?”

“Choi, you’re doing your best…”

“best? You sound like the best! “My uncle’s sword was twice as big as that!”

“No, that’s natural!”

“Is it obvious? What is natural? That gentleman was the head of the family, and now you are the head of the family, so why can’t you do just that? “If we go the same way, our swords should be the same!”

Tears welled up in Nangung Dowi’s eyes. Shouldn’t there be at least a logical point to refute?

“You won’t be able to get out of the castle on foot today. If I have any strength left after the situation is over, I will throw all the Namgung bastards at the border of Sichuan! “If you don’t want to see all the Namgung bastards being targeted by arrows, then behave properly!”

“Aaaah!”

Nangung Dowi radiated sword energy with all his might.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

“yes!”

Cheongmyeong nodded, as if he was finally liking it. But for a moment, his eyes began to flutter again.

“Do it in a flashy way, make it flashy! Not just here, the whole world needs to know! “We destroyed the saints!”

“Che, Cheongmyeong. We must not let rumors spread that we destroyed the saints. “We are saving the saints!”

“uh? Is that so?”

Cheongmyeong nodded, ‘Ah.’ But that’s not important now.

“Where did the bandit bastard go again? “Is this kid playing?”

“Go, go! “I’m on my way, damn it!”

Lim So-byeong cursed and desperately waved his fan.

“You bastard, is that all you can do?”

“no! “I learned different martial arts, so what should I do?”

This was too harsh. Meng Xiaoya’s body alone poses a strong threat, and Tang Jun-yak is a poison king, so of course his presence is unique. And isn’t Namgung Sega and Hwasan’s original form of martial arts gorgeous?

However, no matter how hard Lim So-byeong tried, he could not produce something as intense as them. Just as a turtle cannot imitate the splendor of a peacock no matter how much it twists its body.

“Ah, that useless bastard! “This really doesn’t help!”

“Why are you being so mean to me! “Even Prince Seol is unable to do anything!”

“Wow…”

“Hey… “Now they’re bringing their children with them.”

“It’s ugly, Green Forest King.”

Criticism poured in from all directions. Lim So-byeong bit his lip. However, his anger was soon directed somewhere other than Cheongmyeong.

“What kind of bastard suggested making that human musketeer? “What kind of bastard are you?”

“…but the head of the family started it.”

“What kind of bastard is this?”

“You’re the head of the family?”

“If I know what kind of bastard you are, I won’t leave you alone!”

⋯⋯Seeing Lim So-byeong desperately ignoring reality, Jo Geol wiped the moisture from around his eyes with his sleeve. Yes, he should live like that…

“What are you doing, you bastard!”

“⋯⋯I am your executioner, Cheongmyeong.”

“so?”

“Yes, yes! going. “You damn musketeer!”

Jo Geol ran forward.

It rushed like a flash fire right in front of the Safa people, who were as scared as they could get. The sword explodes into dozens of beams of light.

“Ah, ahhh!”

“Quick, quick sword! “It’s one sword and one split second of light!”

“It’s Ilken Spectral Light Jo Geol! Everyone, run away!”

“⋯⋯huh?”

Jo Geol, who was trying to continue his momentum after instantly defeating those in front of him, stopped in shock.

“What is he saying now? “Ilken Spectral Light?”

“⋯⋯I guess that’s your nickname?”

“yes? A nickname? “Me?”

Jo Geol looked at the people running away with a puzzled expression.

“When did that happen?”

When a person starts to become famous, there are many cases in which they are not aware of the fact because they are too busy. The reputation of those who fought tirelessly from Haenam to here was greater within the Sa faction than within the political faction.

“What are you doing! let’s go!”

“Uh… execution!”

“why?”

“Is there a special name for the death penalty?”

“⋯⋯.”

Yunjong’s sword swung nervously.

Quaaaaaaaaa!

There was quite an uproar throughout the capital.

There are only a little more than ten people, but those dozen people are performing a scene that goes far beyond common sense.

“Everyone, run away!”

“Hey, you crazy people! You must not run away! “Sapae-ryeon will kill us!”

“Damn it, it’s better than dying now!”

“Oh, I can’t believe it… Ahhhh!”

A secret dagger thrown by Cheon Woo-maeng… No, a huge and ornate golden sword is pouring ice water onto the ever-soaring momentum of Sapaeryeon.

“Giggle.”

Cheongmyeong’s eyes shined triumphantly as he looked at the shrine in disarray.

“It looks like this bastard is being easy on people because he’s been suffering so far.”

Who do you let escape in the first place, and where do you protect them… Cheongmyeong is a person who has never done anything like that in his life.

“Try acting desperately with that proud head. What will I do from now on? Hahahahaha!”

Cheongmyeong, with his eyes glazed over, pulled out the sword at his waist.

“Knock them all down! “Burn it down!”

“Oh, no, Cheongmyeong! “This is a saint, you crazy idiot!”

“Let’s go!”

“Someone stop that bastard, please!”

Cheongmyeong, powerfully hitting the air, was launched into the middle of the capital with tremendous force.


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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