Episode 1717 Put your neck on the line. (2)
“Ah… … .”
A suppressed moan comes out of Jo Geol’s mouth.
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, whether it was cheers or curses, but if I did that, the energy surrounding Baekcheon would be disturbed, so I had no choice but to suffer in silence.
‘That damn bastard!’
However, at this moment, his eyes, the only ones that were free in his entire body, were shaking freely.
“Che, Cheongmyeong!”
Baeksang, who had been staring blankly at Cheongmyeong’s back, jumped up from his seat. His face was strangely distorted, filled with relief and resentment.
“you… … . you bastard you… … .”
Baeksang unconsciously reached out and grabbed Cheongmyeong’s collar.
“why… … . Why now… … “You bastard!”
I don’t even know why.
It is definitely something to cheer and welcome. However, the moment he faced Cheongmyeong’s face, the emotions that came to Baeksang’s heart were sadness and resentment that are difficult to explain.
The eyes of the volcano swordsmen are slightly shaken. It’s not that I can’t understand Baeksang’s feelings, but his actions just now were clearly excessive. It was definitely not something worth doing in front of the enemy, especially in such a tense situation.
However, Cheongmyeong was not angry at Baeksang’s excessive behavior. I just turned my head and looked behind him without saying a word.
Beyond the sword-wielding Hwasan and the shaman’s swordsmen, Baekcheon and those surrounding him.
“… … .”
Cheongmyeong’s eyes sink deeply. The creepy look in those eyes made the shaman’s swordsmen take a step back without even realizing it. Even though they clearly understand that the hostility in those eyes is never directed at them.
“Clear… … .”
“Stay back, Sasuk.”
Cheongmyeong’s hand taps Baeksang’s shoulder.
“… … .”
“for now.”
His face, as cold as ice, slowly returned to the front.
“Let’s deal with those bastards first.”
The power is released from Baeksang’s hands.
Only then did he realize what he had done.
The enemy threatening Baekcheon is still in front of them. Nevertheless, he ended up showing ridiculous behavior. And maybe it was not because of resentment toward Cheongmyeong, but because of the relief that filled his mind as soon as Cheongmyeong appeared.
Cheongmyeong turned the sword once, placed it on his shoulder, and pointed at the blood palace lord with a gesture of his chin.
“It seemed like you were chatting well a little while ago. “Why did you suddenly close your mouth?”
“… … .”
The blood palace lord’s face, wrapped in bandages, twitches and becomes distorted. The bandages that had been cut between the hands covering his face were coming loose and falling down, making his appearance even more miserable.
“You… … .”
Throbbing.
On top of the dried, dark red blood, hot, undried blood flows down. The moment the blood flowed down the tip of the chin and fell to the floor, a bright blue murderous spirit spewed out from the blood palace lord’s eyes.
“flaw… … .”
The blood palace lord’s tongue, covered with a bandage, slowly licked the blood soaking the bandage. As the disgust of dried blood and the fishy taste of fresh blood reach the tip of his tongue, his entire body briefly convulses.
“volcano… … “A sword cooperative?”
A rough voice as if scratching an old tree. However, instead of being wary, Cheongmyeong heard those words and instead sneered.
“These days, people outside the field are very interested in the midfield. “You even get a nickname for someone you haven’t even seen.”
“Cook cluck.”
The blood palace lord’s eyes turned bright red.
“You’re so arrogant.”
His face was stained with deep flesh.
The current sword was definitely amazing. No matter how unexpected the attack was, the fact that he allowed a blow to the face proved that the author’s swordsmanship had reached a miraculous level.
But that’s it.
“You don’t know the topic. “If I had just quietly hidden, my head wouldn’t have been blown off.”
Crackling.
The blood palace lord slowly approached Cheongmyeong with his will to kill.
At the same time, the shaman’s swordsmen naturally cringed at the terrible murder that spread. The term “suffocating” is probably used in situations like this.
different. But it’s no different.
Although it was clearly different from the mountain-like energy of the Sun Palace Lord who blocked their path, the sense of fear given by this dark and thick energy was in some ways surpassing even the Sun Palace Lord.
But what made them even more afraid was not the energy he gave off.
‘Uh, the face… … .’
At that moment, the shaman’s disciples saw.
The face of the blood palace lord with his hand down. The face, as bluish as a corpse, revealed between the cut bandages, was shaking as if it were boiling.
“Well, I… … .”
A wound cut by a sword.
A cut so deep that the bone was exposed was healing. At a speed so fast that the change is visible to the human eye.
‘how?’
Is this really possible?
“That’s right, I succeeded in one sword attack… … . “Did you think anything would change?”
The eyes of the shaman disciples are filled with astonishment.
As I walk those few steps, flesh begins to fill in between my cracked face and my skin shakes. That incomprehensible sight aroused both an indescribable sense of nausea and fear.
It is said that the Martial Arts outside of Saewai are different from the Martial Arts of the Jungwon, but even so, can we accept that as Martial Arts?
‘oh my god… … .’
Is it possible?
That energy alone is difficult to handle, but it is a skill that heals wounds on the spot.
Even if it is the best swordsman of Hwasan, Hwasan Swordsmen, can it handle such a monster?
The shaman’s swordsmen, unable to find the answer from Cheongmyeong’s back, reflexively turn their heads to look at Hwasan’s disciples. Then I couldn’t help but open my eyes wide in surprise.
‘no… … .’
does not exist.
Among the considerable number of Hwasan disciples, not even a trace of doubt could be seen on the face of even one person.
It is to believe. Without wavering. No matter who the opponent is or how great he or she is. It is said that there is no one that Cheongmyeong of the Hwasan Sword Association cannot handle.
The moment I saw that firm belief, it was the shaman who was astounded.
Would they be able to show that kind of faith? Even if the target is Heo Do-jin-in or empty space, can such complete trust be conveyed?
Which one is it? Are they foolishly blind, or does the Hwasan Sword Association deserve that much trust?
Now it was Cheongmyeong’s turn to give the answer.
“What’s so surprising?”
The blood palace lord smiled bitterly and took one more step towards Cheongmyeong.
“It’s just a normal thing to do in a school. “It may be difficult to imagine for those of you who believe in the trivial martial arts of the central plains.”
Cheongmyeong hears that and laughs briefly. However, anyone who faced Cheongmyeong’s face from the front would never have been able to describe that smile as ‘laughter’.
Because something so cool and cold cannot be called laughter.
“You talk as it comes out.”
The sword of Cheongmyeong, which was placed on his shoulder, slowly hangs down.
Kakak.
The tip of Cheongmyeong’s sword slowly scrapes the floor. Like a wild animal scratching the ground with its claws to threaten its enemy.
“Have you decided to use the word ‘religion’ now?”
“… … “What did you say just now?”
At that moment, the white elephant saw.
An indescribable expression appeared on the face of the blood palace lord, who had never once lost his composure since appearing here.
“Literally. “I guess they’ve decided to use the word ‘gyo’ now, right?”
“… … “What are you talking about?”
“I said it literally. “You stupid bastard.”
Cheongmyeong bared his teeth as if grinning.
“I am asking you if you, who were so afraid of the Heavenly Demon and the Demonic Cult, that you did not dare to call yourself a religious cult and ran away under the shabby name of palace, have now mustered up even the slightest courage and decided to use the name blood religious religion again.”
“Yes, how could you…” … .”
The blood palace lord’s face is distorted miserably.
“How dare you make such a foolish move!”
“or not.”
Cheongmyeong had a deep look of ridicule on his face.
“Are you just miserably teaching yourself where they aren’t around? “Which one is it?”
“this… … !”
A tremendous amount of anger rose up on the blood palace lord’s face.
No, it’s something different from simple anger. It was something underneath that was a mixture of shame, anger, and many messy emotions.
“I will strangle you with your intestines and kill you!”
Quaaaaa!
A tremendous amount of morale radiates from the blood palace lord’s entire body. Beyond the gloom, blood like a black, turbid stream of blood spreads like ink and covers Cheongmyeong.
At the same time, the blood palace lord rushed toward Cheongmyeong at incredible speed.
Paaaat!
At that moment, the sword of Cheongmyeong flies towards the blood palace lord at once. At lightning speed, which is not enough to even say that it is fast.
Kwagak!
The plum blossom sword of Cheongmyeong cut off the blood palace lord’s outstretched hand in one go. The blood palace lord’s hand, wrapped in bandages, splits all the way to her wrist in an instant.
“no use! “You idiot!”
Blood welled up in the blood palace lord’s eyes.
His hand exposed through the cracked bandage. The countless scars engraved on his hands perfectly explained his martial arts skills and his teeth.
Paaaat!
The blood palace lord’s hand struck down with the force of splitting Cheongmyeong’s head.
The moment Cheongmyeong took a step back and avoided the blood palace lord’s hand, the blood gushing out from the blood palace lord’s wound covered Cheongmyeong’s whole body, writhing as if he were alive.
“die!”
can not avoid.
The blood palace lord was sure. At this distance, his attacks will never miss. I will crush this arrogant bastard like this and cut open his stomach and pull out his intestines like he said. And I will strangle this guy with his intestines and clearly admire his dying face.
Just when I was about to give myself over to the base pleasure that killing intent gives me, something caught the blood palace lord’s gaze.
It was a sight of Cheongmyeong’s mouth, barely half exposed, covered in his blood, twisted strangely.
Quang!
The blood that covered Cheongmyeong’s body suddenly exploded and flew out in all directions.
‘what?’
Quad deuk!
At the same time, the plum blossom sword of Cheongmyeong, stretched out like a flash sword, pierced his shoulder, and his foot kicked the blood palace lord’s lower abdomen in one go.
bang!
Wow!
The blood palace lord is pushed back a length and lands on the floor.
“flaw… … .”
I couldn’t understand.
Why on earth did he step down? What happened in the workshop just now?
Throbbing!
All he could understand was the pain coming from his pierced shoulder.
“Hehe… … .”
But instead of getting angry, the blood palace lord laughed.
“I would have said it was no use… … .”
It was then.
“Tsk!”
The blood palace lord’s eyes shake greatly. She tilted her head in disbelief and the blood palace lord looked at her pierced shoulder and immediately grabbed her pierced shoulder.
“nice… … “Kaaaaaaak!”
Then it screams desperately and convulses.
“W-what the hell… … . What the hell is this… … . eww… … Ugh!”
The wound on his shoulder, which should have already begun to heal, was widening instead of healing. Instead, a terrible, indescribable pain rose from his shoulder.
“ugh… … Ugh… … .”
“It seems like your idiotic predecessors didn’t teach you properly. “No, you couldn’t tell me because your head was cut and rolling around?”
Cheongmyeong looked at the blood palace lord with heavy eyes and scolded him.
“I will teach you in the place of your fallen ancestors. Be aware. It is not a matter of arguing with a Taoist monk who knows how to control Seongi (仙氣). Especially those who use sloppy crafts like you.”
Kagak.
At the tip of Cheongmyeong’s sword scraping the floor, there was a transparent and clear energy.
Seeing that energy, the blood palace lord’s bluish complexion soon turned an earthy color.
