Return of Mount Hua Sect

If he's handsome and unlucky, he's a real bastard. (4)

“Where did the war go?”

Jo-Geul looked at the front with a slightly shaky face.

It has been a long time since the volcano held a feast, but the other long-time writers who have entered into discussions with each other do not intend to move at all.

"execution. I guess they don't have any intention of fighting today? The police are good, aren’t you trying to withdraw after taking a leisurely look around?”

“Walk.”

“Yes, death penalty!”

“Shut your mouth.”

“… … .”

As Jo-Geul, who had grown pale, bowed her head, Yoon-Jong sighed. Looking back these days, Jo Geul seems to have a bit more of a side than Cheong Myung. How did you come up with the idea to say something like that while looking at those prominent sects?

But this time, Baek Cheon also seemed to have the same thoughts as Jo Girl.

“… … It doesn't move too much."

He frowned and muttered. He doesn't even seem to be preparing anything, and the time is running out.

Then, after looking at it for a while, Yoonjong said.

“Isn’t it because attacking that valley is a more difficult problem than I thought?”

“Ugh. It could be.”

As soon as Baekcheon nodded, Cheongmyeong, who had been silently listening, smiled.

“It’s not like that… … .”

"Yes?"

“You’re fighting with blood splashing right now.”

“… … Are you fighting?”

Baekcheon looked in front of him with his puzzled eyes. The heads of the four factions were still looking across the river and leaning back.

“You’re not fighting with a sword, are you saying you’re fighting for resourcefulness right now?”

“You can do that.”

“Is there a copycat in Heukryongchae that can deal with them?”

"no. It’s not a small number, it’s the ones next to me.”

"Eh?"

Cheongmyeong twisted the corners of his mouth and laughed at the heads of your clan.

“Right now, they are fighting amongst themselves, so they don’t even care about the number of enemies in front of them.”

“… … Doesn't it look like that?"

“Originally, high-ranking yangbans pretend to be decent on the outside, but they are heartbroken.”

A look of pity crossed his eyes. It was because of the past.

'It was like that in the past. Damn children.'

It was around the time when Magyo first called out and pushed into the midfield. No, around the time when Magyo began to turn Saeoe into a swampy field and turn Jungwon into a sea of ​​fire.

Even then, if Joongwon had united and fought against the magic, the future might have changed a lot.

However, the midfield did not come together in the end.

On the surface, it looked like they were working together under the goal of preventing magic, but on the inside, they were focused on somehow reducing the damage and taking advantage of the advisory.

"haha. They are the same over the years. haha… … . under… … . under… … .”

The smile gradually faded from his face, and then disappeared.

“I think. It's crazy, you bastards!"

A fire erupted from his eyes.

'We fought day and night over which sect to put into even a simple operation. Those damn bastards!'

The more I thought about it, the more my teeth were grinding.

Then I should have just broke the heads of those bastards without looking back! What kind of wealth and glory I was supposed to enjoy, I endured it, and then I see this.

Whether the hearing death penalty stopped or not, I wish they would have just lost it all.

“… … What are you talking about all the time?”

“Okay.”

Qingming took a deep breath.

“It will come to a conclusion soon.”

"Yes? what?"

“In the end, you will be fighting over who will be in the vanguard.”

“… … Is it that important?”

“It’s important.”

Qingming shook his head loudly.

“Being in the vanguard is the place where you can make the biggest impact and at the same time take the biggest risk. So, I’m saying this because it’s strangely difficult for me to go out in, but it’s a shame that it’s a shame that it’s such a subtle, complicated and ambiguous place.”

"What is he saying now. crazy guy.”

“… … What does Sasuk know?”

“… … .”

Cheongmyung licked his tongue as he looked at Baekcheon, who was stunned, and chin in front of him.

"do not worry. Like I said, this is a problem with a fixed conclusion. No matter how hard you try, there is only one place that will be at the forefront.”

“Shaolin?”

“No, Namgungse.”

"Yes?"

Everyone who heard the unexpected words widened their eyes. Representing everyone's heart, Jo Geul opened her mouth.

"Huh… … . No, of course, it's not the sect that Namgung Sega is going to be in, but... … .”

“There are Shaolin and a shaman, so why is Namgung Sega at the forefront?”

"Yes."

It was a question well worth having. Qingming smiled slightly and explained.

“If there was only one of Shaolin or a shaman, Namgung Se would not have been able to take the lead. But if you have both, you can stand. If there is Cheongseong, there is no place to stand in the vanguard except for Namgungse.”

“What else does that mean?”

No matter how much he thought about it, Jo-Gal was incomprehensible.

But Baekcheon frowned slightly, as if he understood what Qingming meant.

“… … Would you rather pass the ball on to the fifth generation than to see one of the same old groups take the lead?”

"Five. Dongryong's head is spinning a bit, isn't it?"

Baekcheon burst out laughing as if it was ridiculous. However, Jong-Yun Yoon asked the question in a way that he did not understand at all.

“Anyway, don’t Shaolin, Shaman, and Cheongseong belong to the same old file room? Of course, they are close with the five generations, but they cannot be compared with the same old school, so why do they come to such a conclusion?”

Chong-myeong looks at Yoon-jong as if admiring him.

“Big. Our death penalty isn't good either. How can you be so naive!”

“… … Just swear, Chungmyeong-ah.”

“You don’t seem to know much about the death penalty, but you can’t see people doing well even when they die. And if a stranger buys the land, that's fine, but if his cousin buys the land, his stomach hurts and he dies."

“Isn’t that just seeing the world too much like you do?”

“Look then.”

Cheongmyung gestured toward the front again.

“Am I wrong?”

“… … .”

Yoon-jong looked at the direction Cheong-myeong was pointing with suspicious eyes.

At the same time, those who were equipped with a gin began to move.

“Where?”

With everyone's attention, among those in the line, those in light blue uniforms ran to the riverside at once.

“It’s Namgungse!”

Baekcheon looked at Cheongmyeong with slightly tired eyes.

'How the hell does this guy fit something like this?'

"Why? Interesting?"

“… … .”

“No wonder. You can hit anyone if you just understand what kind of people they are.”

Cheongmyung twisted the corners of his lips as if scornfully and drank again.

"by the way… … It seems that the Namgung family is also a person with a great sense of sympathy. I see you nibbling on me for a seat. but… … The party family broke away in the midst of the five generations, so somehow I have to let them know that the five generations are still alive and well. giggle.”

Baek Cheon sighed softly as he heard what he was saying.

'Anyway, this guy is really unpredictable.'

Everyone in Hwasan now knows that Cheong-myeong is much smarter than I thought. But no matter what, even the heads of the old file room and the five generations will move within his prediction.

While they were talking, the battlefield was moving.

The members of the Namgung-se family who ran out to the river jumped all at once to a ship anchored on the riverbank. The process literally went by in the blink of an eye, from completing the embarkation and recovering the anchor that had been dropped off.

'be good at.'

Baek Cheon was inwardly admiring.

It may be possible to imitate that speed somehow, but that coordination was something that a volcano could not even imagine. It was a spectacle of how strict they had been living under strict control and how hard they had been training.

'That's Namgungse... … !'

The reputation of being the head of the Oh Dae-se family seemed to prove that no one was getting anything. The ships on which Namgung Sega was loaded rushed towards the occupied ships across the river.

Jo Girl shouted in a slightly bewildered voice.

“A frontal breakthrough?!”

“Anyway, they’re still enemies!”

The other disciples of Hwasan also looked at Namgungse's ship, which was rushing fiercely with surprised eyes.

The number of ships captured by the enemies was more than expected. But even that was only a handful compared to the number of ships that filled the other side of the river.

“Will it be okay? Isn’t the quality of the troops different?”

“Ah, no, but if they attack from under the water, there is no way to stop it, is there?”

As if thinking the same as Baekcheon, the enemies began to jump into the river as they watched the approaching ships. It was clear that he was going to go down and cut a hole in the bottom of the boat.

However, Namgung-se was not alone.

At the forefront of the ship advancing at the forefront, a person stood on top of a lion-shaped bow statue.

slurping.

The head of the Namgungse family. King Sword (帝王劍) The Emperor of Namgung drew out his sword and stared at the front with a face full of anger.

“How dare you insignificant numbers!”

He held his sword high above his head.

oh oh oh oh oh!

The energy emitted from it swept around the sword like a storm. Soon, a milky-colored sword light bloomed from his sword and wrapped around the sword.

“Taaaaaaap!”

The sword was lowered from top to bottom at once.

At the same time, a sword the size of a house, which was hard to believe even seeing it with the naked eye, was shot out like a cannonball.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

The moment the black river, which cannot be expressed even in terrifying words, touched the river, the flowing water rushed out like an explosion in all directions. In an instant, the river was pushed left and right, splitting more than one page.

“Hey, what is that!”

"crazy!"

The disciples of the volcano were astonished and let out a cry that was close to screaming.

“You say you cut rivers with a sword? really?"

It was truly a sight to behold.

Even though the milky-colored sword divided the river, it did not lose its power and moved forward. And in an instant, it was engulfed in the ship encamped in front.

A ship made of planks was too weak and insignificant to deal with the sword breaking apart.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The ship exploded because it was cut off, and the wreckage exploded like firecrackers in all directions.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

“Ahhhhhhh!”

Those who were swept away by the aftermath, screaming and flying, were on the better side. Those who were directly hit by the sword were shattered and died not knowing how they were going to die.

Aww! Aww!

As if destroying one ship was not enough, Geomgang smashed two ships in succession and subsided only after destroying the remaining one.

work sword.

It shattered as many as three ships with a single sword, and slowly sank one ship into the water.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

“Hey, what is this!”

The screams were not only heard on the ship.

The embarrassment of those who jumped into the water was incomparable to theirs.

The destructive power of Namgung Hwang's sword had completely shattered the speed of the water. They were swept away by the sudden vortex, and they were swept away without even having time to exercise, and they had to face a bizarre situation that they had never even imagined, in which their placenta came out of the side rather than the top of the water.

What greeted them as they fell was the deep riverbed that they had thought they would never see with clear eyes in their lifetime.

thud! thud! thud!

Suddenly, a huge amount of water poured over the water drops that were stuck in the river bed. The forked river found its place and crushed the enemies with water pressure at once.

Namgung Hwang roared like an angry tiger, creating a situation incomprehensible to common sense, where enemies of the Yangtze River drowned.

“Hit! Please tell those insignificant enemies the name of Namgung clearly!”

"insect!"

As soon as Emperor Namgung's words fell, the members of the Namgung family ran out of the boat without hesitation and jumped into the swirling Yangtze River.

All those who watched the scene had no choice but to shudder.

“… … That’s Namgung-se.”

“The Emperor Sword… … . Emperor Namgung.”

It was the moment when the disciples of the volcano caught in their eyes the majesty of the true strong man who saw the world.

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