Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 380



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 380

Thousand Blood Potion (2)

“Hehehe.”

The Blood Priest waved the staff in his hand madly and let out a roar.

The spell bells hanging from the staff shook as the staff moved, making a ringing sound. The sound mixed with the laughter of the Blood Cult Leader created an eerie atmosphere.

The Blood Lord was very happy about this moment.

‘As expected, Cheonhyeol Gangsi is invincible!!’

Because the Thousand Blood Dragon Sword he was controlling was overwhelming six absolute masters.

The weapons, fists, spears, and clubs they swung could not penetrate Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s tough skin, and every time Cheonhyeol Gangsi moved his limbs, the guys could barely hold out, enduring internal injuries.

In addition, there was one more piece of good news.

‘There are so many vessels to create a new Thousand Blood Dragon Sword!!’

Only the bodies of those who have successfully undergone a transformation and entered the Inhae-gyeong can be used as materials for the Thousand-Hyeol Gangsi.

But now, there were seven such materials left here.

Even after taking out the corpse of the leader, Cheok Pae-myeong, the number was that large. Since all the blood was sucked out to create the Thousand Blood Gangsi, Cheok Pae-myeong’s corpse had already become a scraggly figure like a wooden spoon.

But there was no regret left over about the corpse of the deceased.

If I win this battle and use the Thousand Blood Gangsi to slaughter all the martial artists I come across, and then use the blood of those martial artists to create seven new Thousand Blood Gangsi?

The Blood Master couldn’t stop laughing because that thought wouldn’t leave his head.

At that moment, an unpleasant noise that went against his pleasure dug into his ears.

Crunch!

“Kuaaaah!!”

Cool cutting sounds and screams.

The Blood Cult leader turned his head and saw the Blood Cult sorcerer’s body broken in two and fallen down.

The man who had killed the sorcerer was moving towards the Blood Lord, cutting down any sorcerer that tried to stop him.

The last vessel that could be used as material for the Thousand Blood Sword. It was the head of the Namgung family, known as the Sword Master.

“Tsk.”

The Blood Lord, freed from his pleasant imagination, clicked his tongue lightly and put down the staff he had been shaking excitedly.

“Kuaaaaaaah!”

Then, the Thousand Blood Gangsi, who had been moving according to the orders of the Blood Cult Leader, let out a roar full of murderous intent and started swinging his limbs around like a madman.

Even though the Blood Cult Leader did not control it, the Thousand Blood Gangsi was not a being that stood still like a wooden puppet.

The Thousand-Blooded Jiangshi was a being made up of curses, resentment, and murderous intent, so if not controlled by someone, it would slaughter all living things around it.

The role of the blood cult leader who controls this was actually closer to distinguishing between friend and foe.

If I had to add more, it was only to the extent of controlling it so that it could fight a little more efficiently.

‘I might have to give up a few bowls.’

If it was a Heavenly Blood River that was out of control, it would have been possible to tear those six masters apart into a thousand pieces and kill them.

No matter how much of a blood cult leader he was, it was impossible to use a torn corpse as material for a zombie.

So, the Blood Lord took out an amulet from his sleeve and started reciting a spell towards Namgung Jin.

I had to deal with the sword as quickly as possible and then control the Thousand Blood Dragon again.

There was a risk that the remaining vessels would all be shattered, or that the rampaging Thousand Blood Dragons would slaughter everyone in their path, including themselves and the Blood Cult’s sorcerers.

The cult leader, having finished ordering, threw down the talisman.

It was an amulet made by processing human skin in the Blood Cult’s way, and the red letters drawn on the amulet were also human blood processed in accordance with the Blood Cult’s magic.

“Wage and salary regulations!”

At the same time as the Blood Cult Leader’s final cry, a hazy, blood-red face that looked like a vengeful spirit emerged from the talisman and rushed towards Namgung Jin.

“Where did you get your tricks from!”

Namgung Jin unleashed the Emperor’s Sword once again, but the Blood Sect Master’s sorcery was not suppressed by Namgung Jin’s will and charged forward.

bang!

The vengeful spirit, which opened its mouth as if to swallow Namgung Jin, clashed with Namgung Jin’s Changcheon Sword, creating a loud noise.

Even though it collided with the strong-energy Changcheon Sword, the spell was not immediately broken.

Originally, the Blood Cult’s sorcery did not have such strong main force.

Because the talisman itself was imbued with great energy and resentment, its power was amplified in response to the main force of the Blood Sect.

But Namgung Jin didn’t care.

He simply looked at the vengeful spirit as if it were a dirty bug and continued swinging his Heavenly Sword.

bang!!

The sorcerer’s spirit and the Heavenly Sword clashed several times, making a loud noise. The sorcerer’s spirit, pushed back by the power of the Emperor’s Sword, was gradually becoming more and more blurred.

However, while Namgung Jin was removing the evil spirit of the spell, the Blood Lord took out a new magical tool from his sleeve and prepared to cast the spell.

“Kekekekeke. Let’s see how long I can hold out.”

Since he was the leader of the Blood Cult who had staked his life on this matter, he, like other Blood Cult sorcerers, had brought along all the magical implements he had prepared over the past several decades.

He secretly massacred innocent civilians and martial artists, and the magical implements he created by refining their blood amplified his main power.

“How dare you, you rascal.”

Namgung Jin spoke in a contemptuous tone, but he could no longer approach him due to the powerful sorcery that the Blood Master continued to create.

While Namgung Jin was desperately trying to resist the Blood Cult Leader’s spell, someone rushed towards the Blood Cult Leader from the side.

“Die!!”

He was a true man of the blue tree.

But there was something about the atmosphere that was different from usual.

The appearance of the old man who had shown off his clear energy was nowhere to be seen. The appearance of the troubled man that he had shown when he became entangled with the Maitreya Buddhism and the Amipa, or when he learned the truth about the Maitreya Buddhism, was also nowhere to be seen.

‘Even if it means losing my life, I will kill that bastard with my own hands!!’

His eyes were bloodshot and red, and although he was using Taoist swordsmanship, his swordsmanship contained nothing but murderous intent.

The mastermind behind the Sacheonbi-dong Massacre. The Blood Cult. Dozens of Cheongseong disciples were dragged into the horrific act of killing each other.

What’s more, the nightmare was reenacted here today, so it was strange that my eyes didn’t roll back.

But not everything can be solved with emotions alone.

bang!!

The sword of the Qingmok Jinin, filled with thick murderous intent, was blocked by the red curtain that formed in front of the Blood Sect Leader.

“I will tear you to pieces and kill you!!”

The Blue Tree Jinjin swung his sword repeatedly, screaming in evil, but the Blood Sect Leader simply took out a new Dharma tool with a mocking expression on his face.

“Blood God, Wind God, Chuling Gidal, Blood Cycle Origin, Urgent and Highest Order!”

As the Blood Lord chanted his mantra while shaking the blood-red drop, a strong, blood-red wind blew towards the Blue Tree Jinin.

“Eww!!”

Shouting in a fit of rage, the Qingmok Jinjin swung his sword like a madman, but was unable to block all of the wind of blood.

In an instant, the Qingmok Jinjin, who had been pushed back to this level, had his clothes torn in many places, and blood flowed out through the gaps in his torn clothes.

bang!

At that time, Namgung Jin, who had broken the spell of the Blood Sect Leader, stepped strongly on the ground and flew towards the Blood Sect Leader.

The Blood Cult Master clicked his tongue lightly, then took out his magic tool again and cast a spell on Namgung Jin.

While the Blood Cult Leader is concentrating on Namgung Jin.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

This time, suddenly, with a creepy crash, a single spear flew towards him at incredible speed.

The startled Blood Lord quickly formed a barrier using sorcery and barely managed to block the single spear.

bang!!

The single spear, which had lost its power with a loud noise, fell to the ground with a thud.

“This bitch, how dare you!!”

The Blood Cult Leader, who was almost killed in an unexpected attack, shouted and recited a spell toward Jeong-Hyeon.

The new talisman he had thrown responded to the spell, and a huge, bloody lightning bolt formed in the air and fell towards Jeong-Hyeon.

bang!!

Jin Ha-yeon, who had come to Jeong-hyeon’s side without him noticing, formed an ice wall filled with negative energy and somehow withstood the bloody lightning.

The eyes of the Blood Cult Leader, who had been focused solely on Cheonhyeol Gangsi and Namgung Jin, finally took in the situation on the battlefield.

Nearly half of the Blood Cult’s sorcerers had already lost their lives. Thanks to this, those who had some free time on their hands were rushing towards the Blood Cult’s leader one by one.

‘What about the Thousand Blood Gangsi?’

The Blood Lord wanted to check the direction where the ceaseless loud noise had been coming from, but he didn’t have time to turn his head.

thud!

This was because Namgung Jin, who had broken the spell, rushed at him again.

No, it wasn’t just Namgung Jin.

“Go to hell!!”

The blue-haired Jin-in, covered in blood all over his body, was once again blindly rushing towards the Blood Lord.

* * *

When the Blood Cult Leader was under attack by Namgung Jin, Cheongmok Jinin, Jin Hayeon, and Jeong Hyeon’s gang of four.

Jegalmun, who was watching the scene, shouted with all his might towards the rear.

“The Blood Cult Leader will fall soon! Please hold on just a little longer!!”

It was a shout to encourage those who were trying to stop the Thousand Blood Dragons, but it didn’t really have much effect.

“Fuck.”

“There really is no such thing as a monster.”

The six absolute masters who were facing the Thousand Blood Gangsi all had expressions of either being fed up or possessed by evil.

“I’m just admiring it right now!!”

The only one with an evil look on his face, the shepherd, shouted again and swung his sword wrapped in a hot sunshade.

It wasn’t intended to attack Cheonhyeolgangsi.

While he was screaming, he hurriedly swung his fist to block the sudden punch from Cheonhyeol Gangsi.

bang!!

“doggish!!”

While the shepherd was spitting out blood and cursing, the remaining five men took advantage of the brief moment he had created and swung their weapons at Cheonhyeol Gangsi.

Hwang Bo-ak’s fist struck Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s back, and Ilmok’s Seungcheon Sword aimed at Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s abdomen. Taegeuk Swordsman used Taegeuk Sword Technique to block Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s second attack toward Yang Mu-ja, and Jie Wang and Bul-jon each aimed for Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s left arm and head with their swords.

bang!!

A loud explosion rings out simultaneously.

“Kuaaaahh …

When Cheonhyeol Gangsi shouted again with a deep sense of morale, they took a step back, one or two at a time.

Funnily enough, those who had attacked also had blood running down their mouths.

Whether they were blocking Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s attacks or attacking Cheonhyeol Gangsi, they were always the ones taking the damage.

It could be said that the situation was desperate to buy time rather than kill Cheonhyeol Gangsi.

The only hope was to endure and wait for the Blood Cult Leader to die, as Zhuge Liang had said.

However, Ichimoku was vaguely aware that nothing would change even if he just wasted time.

‘… At some point, the movement changed.’

I could tell intuitively that he was already out of the control of the Blood Cult.

However, seeing them attacking them without any problems, it seemed like nothing would change even if the Blood Leader died.

The reason I didn’t say anything out loud even though I knew about it was because I knew that if I did, it would just end up being a scam.

It was a frustrating situation, but Ichimoku did not give up hope.

It wasn’t like I was just thinking positive thoughts without any plan.

bang!!

Let’s take a moment to reunite with the six masters and the Thousand Blood Dragons.

visor!!

Seizing the opportunity, Ilmok once again swung the Heavenly Sword engulfed in flames and attacked Cheonhyeol Gangsi’s abdomen.

It was a spot not even an inch away from where I had stabbed him a little while ago.

And the moment when the Ascension Sword and the Thousand Blood Sword’s leather, stronger than the steel of the past, collided.

Wheeing.

The Sword of Ascension in Ichimoku’s hand violently spit out its name. It was as if it was resonating with the energy of the Thousand Blood Swordsman.

Cheonhyeol Gangsi suddenly launched a left kick at that sight. Perhaps because he had escaped control, it was a kick that was somewhat close to the instinctive movement of an animal.

Ilmok quickly retrieved his Ascension Sword and blocked the kick, but was unable to fully release the force and was pushed back.

As the internal injuries worsened, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

‘also.’

Instead, Ilmok looked at Cheonhyeolgangsi with shining eyes.

The abdomen of Cheonhyeolgangsi, which was scratched by the Ascension Sword.

There, a tiny spur had formed.