Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 420



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 420

Battle situation (4)

Hwang Bo-ak used his lightness to chase after King Geul-wang.

While I was running towards somewhere, I felt a powerful crash of waves from the side.

I turned my head slightly to look through the bushes and saw that Guyangpae, the head of the Cheonmasingyo Guyangsega family, and Namgung Jin were clashing.

But King Geul-wang didn’t seem to care about the fight and just kept running without even paying attention.

‘Did the cult leader say it was dangerous?’

Remembering the words that King Geul had uttered, Hwang Bo-ak chased after him first.

The letter that Ilmok had shown came to mind. It was written that in the previous battle, the leader of the religious order, Wi Jin-hak, had already been wounded by Shin Seung.

‘You’re on the battlefield with your wounds not even fully healed.’

Hwang Bo-ak’s expression, which had been roughly deducing, soon became serious.

The direction the King was heading towards. A rough banquet of qi was coming from in front of him.

The King of Geul also felt the momentum and increased his speed, and soon the two were able to arrive at the battlefield.

An old monk with only bones left was swinging his arms.

But unlike his languid appearance, the energy in the old monk’s double-breasted helmet was creepy.

“Ugh.”

And the leader of the Wi Jinhak cult, while groaning faintly, somehow managed to block the old monk’s double strikes.

The black flames on the sword of the leader of the Wei Jinhak sect swayed like a lantern in the wind.

Just like the black flame that would not have been strange if it had gone out at any moment, a black aura that gave off an ominous atmosphere was flickering in the cult leader’s eyes.

“Haat!”

To help with such a study, Eunwigakju and Yan Jiahui each brandished their swords and fists and attacked the old monk.

A little further away, Hyukryuncheon Gang was rushing forward, deploying his lightness attack.

Blood was flowing out of the corner of his mouth, as if he had suffered an internal injury.

“Tsk.”

The old monk clicked his tongue lightly, took a step back, and muttered in a displeased voice that sounded like a rattle.

“Tsk. Those demonic bastards all look like ghosts crawling out of hell.”

The old monk, who remembered the former guardian deity who had bitten and hung on until the moment of death, avoided the silver-clad monk’s dagger and simultaneously swung his left sword to push away Yan Ga-hui’s fist.

Even though it was an incredibly light movement, Yeom Ga-hwi was bounced around like a paper doll.

The moment the old monk was about to swing his sword at Eunwigakju.

“Haat!”

Finally, King Jie arrived at the battlefield and unleashed the eighteen moves of the Yellow Dragon towards him, swinging his sword at him.

Not only did the old monk easily block the King’s attack, he also struck the Silver Guardian with his right horn to repel him.

While the Eunwigakju was flying away, spitting out blood.

Wi Jin-hak, who had a moment to catch his breath, swung the Heavenly Demon Sword again, and before he knew it, Hwang Bo-ak, who had his entire body covered in a self-defense weapon, also dug into him.

While Hyeon-am was blocking the attacks of Wi Jin-hak and Hwang Bo-ak, those who had been injured or were pushed back joined in and launched attacks against Hyeon-am.

Hyunam had the upper hand until he faced the net, but once Geulwang and Hwangboak joined in, things started to get a little tangled.

“Eeeeek!! How dare you, you bastards!!”

A strong wave of energy swept around Hyeonam’s body as he let out a sharp shout in a tone unbecoming of a monk, and a golden light burst out.

bang!!

One of the Shaolin Temple’s most exquisite arts, [Musangdaenyeongryeok (無上大能力)], is a massive amount of internal energy accumulated throughout one’s life.

He poured his inner energy into it and released it all at once as if it was an explosion.

The six men who were attacking Hyeonam each used the skills they could muster to counter the energy.

Some people were injured and vomited blood, while others were just thrown back into the air.

Although Hyeon-am succeeded in repelling the enemy’s onslaught, his condition was not all that good.

I felt my internal energy, which was always overflowing like the ocean, slowly drying up, and as I was pushed back by the attack, light scratches appeared all over my body and blood started to flow out little by little.

The Shaolin abbot, who was in the middle of a battle with the leader of the Wudangpa, was captivated by the fierce golden light created by Hyeonam.

And then, too late, I discovered that Sajo was becoming more and more wounded.

“Hyeonam tide!!”

As the startled Shaolin abbot blinked, the shaman Jang Moon-in’s sword flew towards the abbot’s heart.

“Ugh… .”

He narrowly escaped instant death by turning his body at the last moment, but a deep sword wound appeared in the Shaolin abbot’s side.

Hyun-am’s expression became distorted as he noticed that the manager had been seriously injured.

“You despicable bastard!!”

Immediately after drawing out all of his internal energy and pushing away the masters who were standing in all directions, Hyunam suddenly flew forward. He was aiming at the leader of the Shaolin sect who was swinging his sword at the Shaolin abbot.

“Avoid!”

At the King’s urgent shout, the shaman Jang Mun-in, who had been swinging his sword, quickly flew away, rolling to the ground in a way that was not befitting his status.

Hyun-am, who was about to attack the shaman Jang Moon-in who had barely managed to fly away, soon had no choice but to give up.

The masters who had been pushed back were now coming towards him again, and the head of the academy was also badly injured.

– Shaolin disciples, get out of Wudangsan immediately!

Hyunam spread out the Hyegwangsim-eo and gave instructions so that only the monks of Shaolin could hear the sound.

‘I can’t lose any more disciples here!!’

With that thought in his mind, Hyun-am began to retreat, carrying the injured chieftain on his back.

His escape route was quite bizarre.

He ran away towards the other friendly forces that were gathered, not the Shaolin monks.

“Wh, what are you doing!?”

He even pushed back friendly drones with a strong wind, blocking the advance of enemy masters.

Even though he had set up a shield with the allied drones, Hyeonam remained upright.

“Our Shaolin has shed countless blood for the justice of the martial arts world, yet you say you can’t sacrifice anything for our Shaolin!”

As Hyunam, the top leader of the anti-Magic Alliance, began to flee, the front line rapidly collapsed.

Even though they were not a unified force, they did not have the mentality to properly regroup and retreat.

Each sect or school would run away as if they were competing with each other, and the warriors of the Cheonmasingyo would chase them with increasing momentum and unilaterally kill the enemies.

At that time, a change occurred among those who were actively pursuing Hyeonam.

“Ugh.”

Wei Jin-hak, who was in the middle of performing light martial arts, let out a faint groan, and at the same time, a vicious energy flowed out from his body.

“Master!”

Eunwigakju, Hyukryeoncheonggang, Yan Gahui, Jiewang, and Huang Boak all looked at him with astonishment.

“It’s okay.”

With the dark energy around his eyes becoming even darker, Wei Jin-hak tried to move his body again.

“Reverend, please take the Unkiyosang.”

“Silver footnote, Vickigen.”

Despite the brutal momentum of Wei Jin-hak, Eunwi Ju did not back down even one step.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at his companions.

“I will stand as the guardian of the cult leader, so I will leave the rest to you.”

The four of them looked back and forth between Eunwi-gakju and Wei Jin-hak with troubled expressions, then nodded and began to use lightness again.

“What do you want to do now?”

As Wei Jin-hak’s momentum grew more vicious, Eun Wi-gak-ju knelt on one knee and answered.

“Sir, you must control the Heavenly Demon Sect. If things continue this way, we may all die by your hand, not that of the old monk Hyeonam.”

“Can’t you just shut up!!”

Immediately after screaming fiercely, Wei Jin-hak vomited a handful of blood and quickly grabbed his temple with his right hand.

“Ugh.”

Perhaps it was because he had vomited out the murky blood once. Despite the splitting headache, Wei Jin-hak was able to regain his senses a little.

“…I’m sorry.”

“There is no need for the Lord of ten thousand to apologize to those below him.”

In response to Eunwigakju’s answer, Wi Jinhak sat cross-legged as if he would trust and leave it to him, and then entered Ungiyosang.

* * *

After half an hour had passed.

The warriors of the Cheonmasingyo Alliance, who had completely driven out the enemies, returned to being shamans.

“It is a tremendous victory.”

At Zhuge Liang’s words, everyone gathered in the Wudangpa Jangmunjeon looked satisfied.

Except for one person, Wei Jin-hak.

‘Fuck.’

If it weren’t for the rampage of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it might not have been a great victory, but rather a complete end.

“I haven’t figured it out yet, but I was able to kill more than half of the enemy. In addition, I succeeded in killing that guy, Peng Muyeol, so they won’t be able to easily climb Mt. Wudang for a while.”

After saying this, Zhuge Liang took the scepter and threw it at Wei Jinhe.

“All of this is thanks to the fact that the cult leader has been preventing that Shin Seung from running wild.”

Everyone gathered in the long hall nodded in agreement or took a lottery ticket from Wi Jin-hak.

But from Wi Jin-hak’s perspective, it could only have sounded like something he said to appease him.

“That’s just flattery.”

As the blunt answer from Wei Jin-hak and the awkward atmosphere began to flow, Zhuge Liang quickly opened his mouth.

“But why did Hwangbo Gaju and Jin Sojeo come to the shaman?”

To that question, Hwang Bo-ak and Jin Ha-yeon briefly explained the situation.

“I see… So that’s what the Imperial Army was doing.”

“Huh. Even in the midst of all this, you were trying to create a two-faced plan among the martial artists.”

“The Left Commander is also very bold. He sent you here only by trusting his intuition.”

Jin Ha-yeon, who had been observing the reactions of those gathered in the long hall, soon opened her mouth in a calm tone.

“Now that word has spread that we are here, we should probably head back to Ankang.”

Contrary to her calm expression, her behavior was not very good.

For her, who had just entered the world of martial arts, Yang Muja was a bit of a difficult opponent.

She was able to finish the battle without suffering any serious injuries thanks to the enemy starting to retreat.

“It’ll be quite a distance to get there, so I think it would be best to go out at night after taking care of my internal injuries with the Unkiyosang.”

At Wei Jin-hak’s instructions, Jin Ha-yeon hesitated for a moment and then responded with a nod.

“I will follow the will of the cult leader.”

Wi Jin-hak, who had been observing her for a moment, nodded and said.

“Youngest. No, tell the Left Master that I am grateful. The leader of this sect must also take care of his internal affairs from now on, so there is no need to come see me on the way back.”

After saying that, Wi Jin-hak left Jangmuninjeon and headed towards the uninhabited peak of Mt. Wudang.

* * *

A few days later.

A garrison of the central army formed a little distance from Angang.

In the command barracks there, the commander of the central army and two eunuchs were holding a meeting.

“These guys who were supposed to be here were in Mt. Mudang! How can this be possible?”

Eunuch Gong asked the Central Commander-in-Chief as if he was interrogating him.

The blame was on the laxity of surveillance.

While the expression of the Central Commander was crumpled, Eunuch Bang came forward to defend him.

“How can a single soldier chase after such skilled men? Shouldn’t we be concerned about what will happen in the future?”

“What’s next? What do you mean?”

“We can’t just stay like this. With two of our best players gone, isn’t this the perfect opportunity to strike Ankang?”

Eunuch Gong frowned and replied to Eunuch Bang’s words.

“Have you forgotten the will of the Grand Master?”

“That’s why I’m saying this. The damage done to the Central Plains thugs has been greater than that of the Demonic Cult, so shouldn’t we find a way to balance things out?”

Eunuch Bang, who had said so, opened his mouth with a confident smile.

“There’s one thing I’ve realized while watching you. That young kid’s martial arts. I’ve realized the weakness of that martial arts.”

“Weakness? What is that?”

When both the Commander-in-Chief and Eunuch Gong opened their eyes wide and showed interest, Eunuch Bang smiled bitterly and answered.

“There were a few rules for him to use that technique. First, he would only use it when there were no allies nearby. Second, he would only use it when a battle was about to begin. Third, it took quite a while to use it.”

“Does this mean that it is a martial art that cannot distinguish between friend and foe and can only be used once?”

“Yes. Also, even if you can use it multiple times, it’s the same. At least, it’s a martial art that can’t be used after the melee starts.”

It was a martial art that could never be used in a melee, as it took time to unfold and it was difficult to distinguish between enemies.

Aside from the death of his allies, it was perfect for him to slowly prepare his martial arts skills and then get shot by a blind arrow or sword and die.

“So, now that those two guys are out of the way, how about targeting him? If he just unleashed his divine power on himself, I think I can kill him easily.”

At Eunuch Bang’s suggestion, a sinister smile appeared on the faces of the Central Commander and Eunuch Gong.