Chapter 396 – Chapter 80 (1)

At the time when the Murim League was first formed, the sword king Namgungje desperately sought him because he believed that the power of Namgungje could change the situation in his favor.

However, there was no way to find Namgungje no matter how much he searched, and in the end, he assumed that he would come on his own once he learned that danger was approaching in Murim.

All the more because Namgung Sang-hyeon, who had the most up-to-date information, said he would go on ‘training’ and said he didn’t know where he was after he left.

However, Namgungje, whose news was cut off, appeared as a Jiangshi.

Although she was covering her face with a cotton thread, her physique, sword, and ritual ceremony all made it known that she was a male palace attendant.

‘Now.’
‘Attack.’

The Hwagyeong masters belonging to the Pacheonhoe rushed at the same time as soon as they confirmed that Baek Cheong-ha was greatly agitated.

However, the present white-blue-ha was not the old woman who kept quiet even when she was angry.

“What have you done! You scum!”

Hong hong hong!
Kakakakang!

“Keugh!?”
“Oooh!”

Baek Cheong-ha swung his sword and pushed back the masters of Hwagyeong who were attacking from the left and right.

Shh shh!

As her masters fell out, the warriors of her Pacheon meeting, who surrounded her, rushed at her, trying to keep her busy.

The warriors, all holding small swords and swords, attacked as if they were passing by at high speed, then threw their swords when they opened the distance.

In general, martial artists who use swords only learn swordsmanship, so they balance their battles and defenses with the sword as the center, but Baek Chung-ha was different from those general martial artists.

Tattak! Kakakang!

With the hand that did not hold the sword, he slashed Bido, while blocking Sodo with his sword, he intermittently counterattacked.

Pooh!

“Knock!”

As the sword pierced as if to cut it short and concise, the neck of the warrior who was trying to block it by swinging the sword was pierced.

The samurai did not defend roughly, but even though he defended with all his might, Baek Cheong-ha’s sword moved like a snake and stabbed his throat.

Kakakakang!

Other warriors took advantage of the opportunity and attacked with all their might, but while blocking or avoiding the attacks of the white-blue warriors, not a single vital qi appeared on their body.

‘I can’t even afford to be under such a pincer attack!’
‘How can a little girl be like this… !’

The masters of her Pacheon meeting, sent to kill her, looked into each other’s eyes and nodded at her.

Even if there is no transmission, their hearts are in agreement.

‘Must be killed!’
‘I have to step on the buds here!’

For martial artists, the fastest way to improve their skills is in actual combat.

The more experience you accumulate, the more terrifying your enemies will become.

“Attack! Kill that bitch!”

When one of the masters gave an order to Namgungje, Jiangshi, who was in a jockeying ceremony, jumped out.

“Oops!”

As she became a Jiangshi, her flexibility decreased, but Namgungje, whose strength was further strengthened, wielded the Changgung Muae Swordsmanship and wielded her Sword Gang.

‘If I go into that flow even once, I’ll end up defending myself!’

Namgungje’s swordsmanship, which strikes consecutively like water flowing, seems to explain why he was nicknamed the King of Swords.

“Hot!”
“Suck!”

The masters of Pacheonhoe entrusted the front to Namgungje and attacked Baek Chung-ha from behind.

“Ugh! Kud!”

Car kick! Kiggy Geek!

While dealing with Namgung Je from the front, as two masters of her pincers, skilled in pincers, clung to each other, she was allowed several fleeting attacks on her body.

“Chains?”
“Tsk!”

However, not only Baek Cheong-ha but all the women in Jincheon were wearing chains, so their attack failed to make a wound.

‘I’m not an ordinary Murim!’
‘You have a practical inclination to use armor… !’

The Murim people considered it a sin to use armor because it interfered with their flexibility to use martial arts.

However, Baek Cheong-ha is doing the same sinful act casually.

What if outstanding skills, flexible thinking, and rich experience are added to this?

‘Although there was an order from above to kill them as neatly as possible so that they could be used as Jiangshi.’
‘This is not the time to pursue such things. I must kill him at any cost!’

The masters of the Pacheonhoe launched an offensive against Baek Cheong-ha with the intention of killing them without fail.

Hwagyeong-level masters attacked one after another from all sides, so even if you were white, your hands and feet started to get busy.

Kigeek! Get a card!

If Namgungje launched an overwhelming offensive from the front, the masters of the Pacheonhoe attacked unconditionally, aiming for gaps.

“Huh!”

If you want to somehow afford it and attack the masters of the Pacheonhoe to create a gap,

Shh shh! Kakakang!

“Chit!”

The besiegers threw Bido, giving our allies time to regroup.

If time passes like this, Baekcheongha will be killed by Pacheonhoe.

“There is no one to help you!”
“Kkeukkeuk! But there’s nothing to be lonely about! The other bitches will also become meeting Jiangshi and reunite!”

The two of them started talking to make their minds uneasy.

“I’m talking about Swordsman and Sullin!”
“Is that so… Um!?”

While concentrating on blocking and avoiding the pincer attack of the three masters, Baek Cheong-ha opened his mouth and tried to say that one master was correct, but felt puzzled.

‘How did you know that?’

There was a real purpose to this rotation.

It was aiming for Seo Yu-ran, the swordsman, and Hong Seol-lin and Baek Cheong-ha among Pungjin Ok-bong.

I really want to drive all the masters into a trap, but if all the masters are recruited in a rotational battle, there may be an unfortunate situation where even if you catch the target, you will suffer great damage.

Therefore, in order to cut the morale of the enemy without being greedy, he decided to deal with two of Pungjin Okbong, including Seo Yuran.

Of course, only those who have been mobilized for this mission and senior executives know this fact.

But how on earth did Baek Cheong-ha say the names of the people they were targeting?

Oh oh oh—–!!

“Kuh!?”
“Suck!”

In an instant, I felt an intense sense of life, somewhere in my heart.

Kwak Kwah Kwah Kwah!

Subsequently, the masters of the Pacheonhoe, who felt a powerful energy that caused a huge dust from the right side, turned their eyes to that direction without realizing it.

“Keuaaaaa —-!!”

There, the eyes were dyed red, and I was able to find the figure of the Blood Seal Black Jinye crossing the allied forces of the Demonic Sect and Pacheonhoe, destroying everything that could be caught in my hand.

“Blood stick?”
“How!?”

The masters of the Pacheonhoe were surprised to see Bloodbong Heukjinye running.

Cheer la la rock!

“Keah!”
“Heuk!”

In addition, a Zen dancer who is inferior to Black Jin-ye, but based on her strong history, swings her whip at random to get rid of her obstacles and approaches this way.

Both sides are heading precisely for this direction.

It’s clearly far away, but to the left and right, Jinye Heuk and Dancer Sun were located.

But how on earth did he come to know of Baek Cheong-ha’s crisis in such a short time?

It is thanks to the traces of the soul engraved on Jincheon.

It is possible to feel rough emotions between those who have a part of their souls left around Jincheon.

Seo Yu-ran, Hong Seol-lin, and Baek Cheong-ha felt the tension of being in a crisis as they fell into the trap, and that tension was passed on to the other women who did not fall into the trap.

That’s why, as soon as the battle began, they ignored those who held their ankles and moved to support those close to them.

“M-stop it! Stop those bitches from coming!”

In order to catch the support coming from the left and right, one of the officers of the Pacheonhoe, who knew about this plan, tried to buy time by blocking Heukjinye.

“Get out of the way!”

Chew haha!

“Keukgaaaaak!”

Heuk Jin-ye, who showed off her inner strength while raising her nails and tore the officers of the Pacheon meeting with weapons, succeeded in arriving first.

“How dare you ask! Die!”
“Ten people! Stop that bitch!”

One of the masters of the Hwagyeong ordered the besiegers to stop the Black Jinye.

Chwwwww!

“Haha!”

Subsequently, Sun Dancer arrived nearby and approached the allied forces with a whip.

“Heat! Stop that bitch!”

In the end, he ordered another ten people from among those who were besieging Baek Cheong-ha to stop the Sun Dancer.

“Khaaah!”
“Die!”

The masters of Hwagyeong attacked Baek Cheong-ha without thinking about the distribution of internal energy to kill Baek Cheong-ha, convinced that they would not last long.

However, they too underestimated the power of the Celestial Killer Black Jinye.

“Kaaaaa—-!!”

Having a talent optimized for killing, she accepted the fighting spirit and learned the fighting spirit that can use it, and grew overwhelmingly more than other women.

Of course, her Zami-seong, Heuk Ye-hwa, also showed a growth power comparable to her, but unlike her versatile Zami-seong, it is hard to compare with Heuk Jin-ye, who focuses her talent only on combat.

Aaaaang!

“Oooh!”
“Cuck!”

Black Jin-ye, who blew away the Pacheonhoe warriors who were trying to win time by encircling her with only one burst of energy, with a strong internal injury, ran away with a face close to that of a beast.

“Get lost!”

She usually has a cute and innocent personality, but once she tastes blood, a thousand-year-old flesh comes out and naturally rough-mouthed Black Jin-ye attacks Baek Chung-ha with her fists at the Hwa-kyung masters who are attacking her for an opening. Sent a shockwave

Kwak Kwa Kwak!

“Keugh!”
“Oooh!”

As the energy of the Celestial Spirit was added, the two masters distanced themselves due to a shock wave that would shake them inside if they did not calm down with a bet.

“Chungha! Are you okay!?”
“It’s okay! I’ll take care of this, so take care of them!”
“Huh!”

Following the instructions of Baek Cheong-ha, Heuk Jin-ye dealt with the masters of Hwagyeong.

Although not as explosive as her black jinye or strength, the Zen dancer, who was equally bolstered by her fighting spirit, dealt with those holding her own ankles one by one.

She couldn’t let go of the tension because there were ten warriors still surrounding her and Namgungje who was cheating in front of her eyes.

“Whoa.”

However, the situation was much better than before, so she exhaled deeply, raised the white-blue sword that had been rectifying her breathing, and looked at her in front with her eyes full of regret than before.

“I’m sorry, Grandpa. All I can do is put your soul to rest.”

Then, taking a posture to unleash her improved swordsmanship, she ran to face her grandfather, who was shooting to kill her.