Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 412



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 412

Old age (2)

“Children who have been fooled by the basket, listen up!!!”

The cries of the old man heard from the foot of Yongzhong Mountain made the hairs on the spines of those gathered at the Zhuge family preparing for war stand on end.

The distance was so great that it was difficult to even see their shapes without strengthening my eyesight through my internal energy, but the old monk’s shouts were ringing in my ears.

“I will bestow the Buddha’s mercy on those who come down and surrender right now! This is the last chance, and those who turn away from the Buddha’s mercy will all fall into hell!”

It was an old monk who was scolding children as if he were scolding them, but most of the people gathered on the mountain were looking around with nervous expressions.

At that moment, Taegeuk Sword Master opened his mouth, trying hard to overcome the pressure.

“Why do you say that we were fooled by the Basket! You are the one being fooled! The wickedness of the Imperial Family…”

“Yell!!!”

But before Taegeuk Sword Master could finish speaking, the old monk’s roar erupted again.

The roar was so powerful that the trees and grass at the entrance of Yongzhong Mountain burst open all at once.

“Where did you get the courage to try to deceive me with such a tongue-twister!! Seeing those who should be diligent in the Way playing with words, it seems that the shaman has already fallen completely into the trap!!”

The old monk seemed to have already decided all the answers, and the left monk of the Cheonmasingyo sect, who was watching the situation with him, laughed and muttered.

“There was an old man like Dokgo Gaju in the Central Plains too.”

The masters of the Cheonmasingyo sect who knew Dokgo Ryong well snickered and laughed.

But, I didn’t let my guard down.

Since they had all been posted on the high notice board, they felt the presence of the old monk very clearly.

The left-hander also joked to relieve the pressure of his hands and feet from going numb.

The monk, who tried hard to shake off his tension, looked at the old monk with a determined expression.

‘… I thought it was a frivolous exaggeration.’

There really was no monster.

And the monster sentenced them to death.

“It seems like everyone has already fallen into the trap, so today I will personally open the slaughterhouse!”

The old monk, shouting as if he were a judge of the underworld, started walking towards Yongzhong Mountain.

As expected of an old man who seemed to need a cane right away, the old monk took each step slowly.

But every time the old monk’s feet pushed off the ground, it was as if space was shrinking, and he would quickly move forward a few steps.

For a moment, everyone stared blankly at the sight of the discrepancy between action and result.

“Shaolin, follow the Master’s footsteps!!”

The Shaolin monks rushed towards Yongzhongshan at the shouts of the Shaolin abbot who had come to his senses late, and Peng Wuyeol also shouted with a red face.

“Panga, follow me!!”

Starting with Peng Muyeol’s scream, the martial artists all began to climb Mt. Yongjung.

In the case of the old monk who moved first among them, he had already crossed the middle of Yongzhong Mountain.

Woo Sa, who was looking at the old monk, turned his head and spoke to the professors of the Demonic Cult.

“I guess I should do as Zhuge Liang says.”

Zuo Shi, Hyukryeon Cheon Gang, and Yan Jia Hui all nodded in agreement with that statement.

Even in that short period of time, the old monk was approaching at an incredible speed, and the four members of the Cheonmasingyo sect jumped over the high wall like the castle walls of the Zhuge Liang family and flew towards the old monk.

The old monk threw the bag he was holding behind his back as if he was trying to shoo away a fly.

The result of that simple gesture was anything but simple.

A huge golden aura, shaped like the hand of an old monk, gushed out and flew towards the four members of the Cheonmasingyo.

The enormous tension that seemed like it could sweep away four people at once made Hyukryeoncheon-gang and Josa hurriedly jumped left and right to narrowly avoid the blow, while Woosa and Yan Ga-hui jumped into the air to avoid it, and then each helped and swung their fists to shoot Do-gang and Kwon-gang.

This time, the old monk held out his left arm and lightly struck the strong energy formed between Yeom Ga-hui and Woo Sa. Finally, he stopped walking and opened his mouth.

“Those damn bastards from the Demonic Cult.”

At the same time, the old monk’s mood changed.

A magnificent aura of Buddha emanated from it, taking over the entire area, and an enormous pressure weighed down the four members of the Cheonmasingyo.

Although it was clearly an evil spirit, it didn’t feel like the Buddha was pressing down on me. Rather, it felt like the feelings of a prey facing a predator.

However, since the four members of the Cheonmasingyo gang were also masters who had entered the Inhae Gyeong, they were not completely crushed by the pressure.

Crack.

The four of them, each gritting their teeth and raising their dantian’s internal energy, somehow managed to use their magical energy to withstand the old monk’s power for a while.

The old monk flew in by surprise, as if he had no intention of just waiting for the demonic bastards to respond.

bang!!

Hyukryun Cheon-gang barely blocked the old monk’s lightly thrown punch, and was thrown backwards with a groan.

“Ugh… .”

In the meantime, the remaining three, who had barely managed to push away the old monk’s attacks, each brandished their weapons and attacked the old monk.

The old monk avoided the sword of the left warrior with minimal movement, then blocked the sword of the right warrior with the left and right warriors, respectively.

Even though he had blocked the attacks of two people on his own, the old monk’s expression was extremely calm.

Rather, the faces of Woo Sa and Yeom Ga-hui, who had been swinging their swords, were turning red as if they were going to burst at any moment.

My muscles were screaming, and I felt like my internal injuries were about to burst and blood was flowing up my stomach.

“Haat!”

The left-handed man, whose first attack missed, swung his sword at the old monk again with a shout.

The old monk struck the left sword with his left leg as if he was doing a back kick, just as he was holding his sword in his right hand.

bang!!

“Ugh… .”

With a loud noise, the left monk was thrown away, and at that moment when the old monk was concentrating on the left monk, Woo Sa and Yeom Ga-hui were barely able to escape by jumping backwards.

The moment the old monk was about to rush towards Woo Sa and Yeom Ga-hwi again, a strong spirit flew towards the old monk’s back.

“her.”

The old monk let out a sigh of relief and swung his left hand lightly as if swatting away a fly, knocking away the energy.

When I turned my head, I saw that the Hyukryeoncheon Gang that had been initially bounced off was quickly returning and swinging its sword.

Hyukryun Cheon-gang, who was running towards him in a hurry while performing lightness techniques, did not even have time to wipe his mouth, and there was a faint trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

After that, the four members of the Cheonmasingyo sect barely managed to withstand the old monk’s attacks by helping each other whenever they were in danger.

But they were literally just holding on. No, they were just not dying. They were being pushed back endlessly.

At that moment, someone’s scream was heard from behind.

“Help the Lord to eliminate the demons!!”

It was the appearance of Shaolin monks who followed in the footsteps of the old monk.

But they never got to join the old monk.

“Your Majesty, you will not be able to proceed further without our permission.”

Before anyone knew it, a shaman who had left Jegal Se-ga stood in front of Shaolin.

Is it because we both know that it is impossible to resolve this through dialogue?

The shamans and Shaolin monks rushed at each other at the same time.

At the forefront were the Taegeuk Sword of the shaman and the Buljon of Shaolin.

The golden energy engraved on the two fists of the Buddha was pressing heavily against the Taegeuk Sword Pattern, and the Taegeuk Sword Pattern’s sword was endlessly drawing circles to send out its energy. Screams and shouts from the nearby shamans and Shaolin disciples were heard.

Just then, someone’s loud shout was heard from behind.

“Kill all those shaman’s bastards!!”

It was Peng Mu-yeol’s cry.

While Shaolin and the shaman were fighting, Peng Ga intervened in the fight and the shaman’s Taoist priests began to slowly retreat.

Since he was a shaman who had mainly learned defensive swordsmanship, he was barely able to hold out.

Jegal Gaju, who was watching the shamans being pushed out following the masters of the Cheonmasingyo, turned his head and looked elsewhere.

“How dare that guy Jeongpa persecute beggars!!”

“Huh. Let’s erase one of the old files here today.”

Elsewhere, the King of Openness was just beginning to lead the beggars and mingle with the Hyeongsan faction.

“Huh. Do you think beggars and scholars like that could stop this body?”

The remaining beggars and the warriors of the Jegal family also blocked Namgung’s path.

In addition, Jegal Gaju, who was observing the small and medium-sized firefighters who had just passed the entrance to Yongzhong Mountain and the friendly forces’ soldiers moving to deal with them, shouted.

“Let’s get started!”

As soon as Zhuge Liang’s shout erupted, smoke rose from the garden of the Zhuge Liang family along with the loud sound of gongs.

The sorcerers who had been hiding and waiting scattered throughout Yongzhong Mountain confirmed the signal and began to recite the spell.

Zhuge Liang deliberately waited for the enemy to enter the interior of Longzhong Mountain.

After sucking in the enemies, use the formation and engine formation to inflict maximum damage.

Immediately afterwards, the formations prepared throughout Yongzhongshan were activated, and in response to each other, the entire Yongzhongshan was transformed into a giant trap.

Here and there, the screams and groans of enemy soldiers who had fallen into the traps of the formation could be heard, and voices talking nonsense due to hallucinations about formations could be heard here and there.

Crunch!

And those who fell into the formation killed each other, and some were killed in vain by the warriors of the Cheonmasingyo alliance who had memorized the formation.

“Eeeeek! You vile bastards!!”

At the sight of his disciples falling down in vain, caught up in the trance, Yang Muja’s face turned pale and he even shouted.

Namgung Jin looked at the warriors blocking his way with a displeased expression.

Each and every one of them was so shoddy that it was impossible to get through them easily.

Thanks to the power of the formation laid out in Yongzhong Mountain added to the sword formation they were forming, the warriors of Zhuge Shi were using strength several times greater than their original strength.

The shaman, with the help of his formation and organ formation, was able to withstand the combined attacks of Shaolin and Pengga without difficulty.

The skilled warriors were relatively better off, while the mediocre warriors were often defeated by the formations and organ formations without even being able to properly put up a fight.

However, even though the situation was going as planned, Zhuge Liang did not smile.

bang!!!

Instead, he looked at the place where the loud noise came from with a serious expression.

A place where the old monks and the masters of the Cheonmasingyo are engaged in a fierce battle.

Clearly, there were various formations set up in that area to help them.

It wasn’t that the masters of the Cheonmasingyo were simply pushed away. It was also the one who led the old monk to that side from the beginning.

bang!!

“Did you think I would fall for that cheap trick?”

Every time the old monk, who was muttering as if he was farting, moved his limbs, the area around him would explode and become desolate, and the aftermath caused the formation to shake violently.

Even though the masters of the Cheonmasingyo were fighting against the old monk, the old monk easily destroyed the formation.

“conflict!!!”

After the last monk’s rough death, the cracked formation was completely shattered.

As if to prove that tricks are useless in the face of overwhelming force.

Seeing the old monk with a golden aura emanating from his body and without a single scratch, the left and right monks exchanged glances without saying who would go first.

The two experienced masters could tell.

If things continue like this, all of our plans could go down the drain because of that one old monk.

It did not simply mean the battle here at Yongzhongshan.

‘If it had been after the leader of the Wei Jinhak mastered the Heavenly Demonic Sect, then it would have been different. But now, even the leader of the cult would not be able to compete with him.’

That old monk was a monster who went against the grain.

The two of them suddenly remembered the image of the ascended Supreme Being.

If only he were alive.

But the longing was short-lived.

‘I cannot allow the garden that the Lord has devoted his entire life to cultivate to burn down.’

‘Even if it means death.’

Aiming for the moment when the old monk would break the formation, the left and right monks moved their hands simultaneously.

Pavababak.

Immediately after collecting the blood vessels all over my body, a strong energy began to surge from deep within my body.

A vitality that made them look decades younger filled their entire bodies.

It was a type of reverse blood method, a technique that exploded potential power for a short period of time. It was also a last resort method that would result in immediate death when the time the method was maintained ended.

Even though they were already close to a hundred years old, it was possible that they might not be able to endure even one day, let alone a day.

Therefore, I couldn’t waste even a single moment of time.

“Haat!!”

The left and right guards each swung their swords and rushed toward the old monk.

A black aura shone brightly, enveloping their swords and swords.

As if it were the last spark.