The demons take down the bodies of their dead colleagues with trembling eyes.
Words pour out rapidly from hundreds of mouths. From simple cursing to voices that are difficult to believe even after witnessing them.
“crazy…!”
“More than 50 people died at once. “What kind of cancer technology is this?”
“How do you avoid something like that? A baptism of raindrops falling like a shower. Look at the body of Lord Jeong of Gwangrangdae over there. He was humbled because of the sting he allowed near his thigh, just above his kneecap. Daeju Jeong is a mid-level expert at our school that even Woosa recognizes, but I never thought he would be defeated by just one move…”
“… Strictly speaking, it is not even one number. I guess we can just say that he died due to a fragment of a wide range of arts. “It is an absurdly meaningless death.”
“I can’t believe I can use memorization once thrown away in that way. Isn’t it actually an art in the same vein as swordsmanship?”
“Cancer technology is cancer technology, but is it even possible to show such killing power with a fine needle? No matter how poisonous it is…”
There were so many words that came out in just one or two breaths. As he listened to them and calmly received the astonished gaze, Yeon Myeong’s hands moved without stopping.
It’s still too early to be surprised. It was just one downpour. At most, they only killed dozens of people. The number of enemies still surrounding the surroundings is
There were over a hundred. They are trivial threats to him… no, they are not even a threat, but they are enough of a threat to Kunlun and his fellow Taoists. We need to reduce their numbers as much as they can handle and then join Zaun.
‘The right side has been roughly organized.’
Yeon-myeong thought as he held Hoe Seon-hwan, who had already returned to his left hand, in his arms. Among the demonic cultists who flocked from all directions, left, right, front, left, and right, the area where Umochimwu had struck was completely devastated. There was a group of demonic cultists behind the piled up bodies, but their steps completely stopped for a moment due to shock and astonishment.
And for the Dark Poison Sword Dragon, that amount of time is enough to prepare for a second attack.
“…excuse me! “It looks like he’s trying to replicate the cancer technique he just unleashed!”
Someone who was watching Yeon-myeong’s hands, which did not stop even after one slaughter, hurriedly shouted.
It was like that. Originally, Yeon Myeong never carried around just a bunch of feather needles. It was extremely useful for dealing with a large number of people, and the size and weight were not a burden. He always had three or four bundles of feather needles on him. Moreover, this time, he was about to set out with the expectation of a battle with the Demonic Cult to some extent. I packed a lot more bedding than usual. A bunch of freshly taken out feather needles, enough to kill 1,000 people, are stuffed into the poison bag and pulled out. It has definitely become easier than in the past when you had to be careful to dip it into a poison bottle and take it out. Dokdo is not wasted and only a minimal amount is applied to the saliva. Umochimwu, an uneducated master of mass murder, has become extremely efficient. It’s all thanks to the party transfer.
This time too, the casting of Umochimwu took place in an instant. Connect the feather needles with the memorized, muhak smoke ring, scatter them in the sky, and let them fall like rain on the ground.
Nak (落).
There were people who moved quite nimbly this time, but even so, there were still dozens of casualties. And even those who avoid instant death by being allowed only one acupuncture needle eventually die. Among the party gossip poisons, the poisonous poison of hearing, which was said to be the most severe, was so powerful.
‘The front is just as good as this.’
The moment the feather needles thrown forward descended, Yeon Yeommyeong was already taking out a new bundle of feather needles and inserting them into the poison bag. Another episode unfolds – the demonic cultists dying in vain. Same thing one more time.
Just like that, it rained down hard in all directions, front, back, left, and right. The number of people who died instantly reached as many as two hundred. Rather than properly demonstrating the martial arts skills he had practiced throughout his life, he met his death without even being able to swing his weapon. It is safe to say that it was an extremely vain end for a military man.
fear. Astonishment.
thrill.
Such emotions spread like wildfire among the demons who were looking at the peerless young man in the light green military uniform. This is a cancer technology I have never encountered before, and it is also a poison I have never seen before. The sense of danger that she would die just by brushing against her would have come over her entire body. Now, without even saying a word, he slowly stepped back, observing Jang Myeong’s every move. It appears to be an instinctive movement.
Kunlun and his co-workers, who had been watching with bated breath, managed to open their mouths.
“…It’s incredible. I think I understand why he strongly insisted that Hyunso’s death penalty should receive military support from the Tang family. This must be the true Tang family’s memorized martial arts. My God, no matter how much of a fire fighter he is, he can kill that number of people so easily. Even. “Without even using strength.”
“Samae is right. It is truly an incredibly powerful cancer technique. I too was very excited. “I knew that the Tang family’s martial arts specialized in mass murder, but this…”
“It seems that it was true when they said that Lord Jeongcheon was the leading figure in the revival of the Tang family. In fact, the Tang family was once publicly called the best family in Sacheon… Because of this kind of power, it must have been able to overthrow the Heuksaryeon. More than that, what was the poison used in the feather needle? “Is it possible to kill martial arts experts with such a small amount?”
“…I think I understand why there is a saying that says not to lose ground with those with the Tang clan surname. There is no way to withstand such an attack, especially if it is met with a sneak attack. This is especially true if you keep in mind the Battle of Bangpa. It has been an arduous time. A surani who gives a pointless and meaningless death, I can see why the martial arts expert who dealt with poison and memorization in the old days was cornered as an apostle….”
“Please keep your voice down. Sasuk…! What kind of nonsense is that? After putting on the life preserver. “Jangmun owes us his life, so we should treat him as a great benefactor of Kunlun.”
Low voices came and went quickly. While some words exuded pure admiration and goodwill, there were others that implicitly showed caution and had the potential to disparage the party family. I thought that the latter was probably due to the bitterness of the conflict with the Five Great Families since the days when the Nine factions were in existence, but in reality, most of those who said such things were older people.
Naturally, his keen hearing caught all of those things, but he didn’t pay much attention to them.
This is because he has a personality that does not care much about fame or public opinion in the first place. After living the life of a sword demon and remembering his past life where he reached the realm of the sword spirit, Yeon Yeon-myeong’s goal has never changed. To lead a normal life for a long time with my mother and other precious people.
However, because the current world is a turbulent time with Sima’s group running wild, he had to step forward out of necessity. Ma Gwang-cheon and Joo Yeon-hyeok, who are now the leaders of the Central Plains magic power, have a long-standing grudge against him.
Moreover, the future of the Tang family was too bright to be offended by the talk of Kunlun and his co-workers, who were almost certain to fail in the future. Now that the Jeongcheon Alliance has been established, the land of Sacheon is much safer. That was enough. Saving Gokun and Taeheo’s lives will also help in some way in the future.
Also, the air waves felt from Zaun were unusual. While Yeon Myeong was massacring the demon cultists with Umochimwu, it seems that Jaun and the Demon Cult Usa Reformation Center clashed, and the aftermath of the opposing true energies colliding was enormous. It may be an emergency situation. Joining Jaun was urgent.
‘Finish it quickly.’
Yan Yanming muttered inwardly and took out the dagger Baekseol. The demon cultists who were rushing towards us with wild fighting spirit and demonic energy just a moment ago are now hesitating and widening the distance between us. They are trying to retreat because they do not have the means to counter the pouring rain. It was a natural procedure. Even if you are a magician who clearly obeys both orders and orders, you probably want to decline to the point of dog death.
Originally a memorized weapon of mass destruction—Umochimwu was effective when deployed against grouped enemies. There were some restrictions on the movement of those gathered together. If the distance is widened like now, the killing efficiency of Umochimwu will decrease.
Yeon-myeong had no intention of just letting his enemies go. After joining Jaun, they can raid Kunlun and his fellow Taoists again. The Tang family’s Sogaju does not have the nature to leave regrets.
So I drew my sword.
Meanwhile.
“…!”
The demon cultists who were watching Yeon Man-myeong’s every move were shocked and did not let down their guard. It was a sword of such an ambiguous length that it had to be called a short sword, rather than the standard long sword commonly used among warriors, but for some reason, it was unusual, starting with the sword body, which was as white as snow.
No, rather, the nickname of his natural name is Dark Poison Geomryong (暗毒劍龍). Memorization and poison have already been introduced. By killing two hundred people in an instant. This time it’s a sword. It was not difficult to guess that they both had outstanding skills to the point of being called dragons. It is natural for vigilance to rise.
It was a time when those thoughts were flowing through the minds of those watching, wondering what they were going to do.
chuck.
After taking a step, Yeon Myeong slightly bent his knees and took a stance as if he was about to launch a sword attack out of nowhere. It seemed like a normal stance.
“…?”
A look of puzzlement appeared on the faces of the demonic cultists in front of Yeon Myeong. Because they widened their distance immediately after the shower of raindrops, they were almost a dozen feet away. Is that why? I had no idea that something catastrophic would happen just because Yeon Myeong, who was far away, swung his sword. Even while on guard, I vaguely let my guard down, thinking that at this distance I would be able to sufficiently deal with any attack.
Yeon Myeong slightly twisted the dagger Baekseol located on his left waistband. So that the blade is parallel to the ground. Any swordsman would know that this was a precursor to a simple crosscut. It was an ordinary formula with nothing special about it.
Then suddenly, Yeon Myeong mutters.
“Island (殲).”
At the same time.
A bloody sword that means to kill everyone has appeared in the world.
Flash!
How could this happen?
A long red line is etched into the landscape ahead. It’s like looking at the horizon at sunset.
Geomcho Island (殲) – It was the sword demon’s martial arts based on defeat.
It took some time for those watching to realize what had happened. Because it was a sight that did not make sense through common sense.
“uh…?”
Suddenly, it was as if he was responding to one of the communal sect’s Taoists making a stupid noise.
Dozens of demon cultists who were within the natural range of the sword fell, with their upper and lower bodies split in half, as if they had promised. It was a sight that felt even bizarre at first glance. Everyone had an expression that did not recognize their own death.
No one could react. At least no one attempted to repel the sword strike. One by one, they took their breath away as they felt strangely amazed at their bodies being thrown to the ground like that.
The person who once again forced the suffocating silence was extending his hand to the right and examining the short sword hanging at the end.
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Baekseol (雪), unlike the yam (斬) that he once swung, still maintained his pure white sword body.
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