Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 248 The Birth of Yeomra (8)

“Over there…”

Ma Dong-pil glanced at the cherry blossoms.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Are you going to be okay?”

Ma Dong-pil smiled faintly.

“No need to worry. Guard leader’s martial arts skills cannot be stopped by anyone other than a teenage expert. Even if you are a teenage expert, you will never be pushed down by the current guard leader.”

The top ten masters of the world refer to the best masters of the Central Plains, excluding the Heavenly Demon Church.

All of the ten masters belong to Mengcheng (盟城), except for Zhu Yongwu (祝融武后), who ascended to the throne as if he had been waiting for the death of King Sal, the world’s number one killer, several years ago.

These ten are the best players representing the midfield.

Of course, there is no guarantee that there will be no one among the retired members of the old group or the elders of the five major families who have retired from active duty who will reach a similar level.

What was important was the fact that among the countless Jungwon martial artists, less than a handful had reached such a level.

In other words, it is a state only for the chosen ones. It was Seoryang who reached that supreme level at the age of his mid-twenties.

The demons of the Protestant religion had no doubt that Seoliang would become the most powerful religious leader in the history of the Protestant religion.

“Talent, hard work, and innate sense. The guard commander is a martial god sent from heaven. “Except for ‘him,’ no one can surpass the guard leader.”

The term ‘him’ refers to none other than the religious leader Lee Cheon-sang.

Lee Cheon-sang is one of the strongest Heavenly Demons in history, comparable to the First and Seven Dynasties. He is a person who should be evaluated not in his ‘contemporary times’ but in ‘old times’.

This means that no one can meet the standards unless they are a master of those standards. Relief finally appeared on Aenghwa’s face.

“Then I’m glad.”

Ma Dong-pil’s voice, as blunt as it was, gave people trust.

Aenghwa, who had learned martial arts but had limited knowledge about it, was only then able to feel at ease.

Ma Dong-pil looked around.

‘The problem is here.’

The pirates at Habaeksuchae were doing their best to steer the ship. In fact, it seemed to move at a faster pace than when it first started.

‘The demonic energy of Master Xiaojiao even dominates the human mind.

However, there are some experts among them that cannot be ignored. I don’t know when, but sooner or later I will be rid of my demonic energy and come to my senses.’

In the end, the key is when you will be free from demon energy. As soon as they find reason, there will be another battle on board.

Kuuk.

Ma Dong-pil’s hand holding the Inkwangsword gained strength.

‘If that happens, I will somehow stop it with my own hands.’

Ma Dong-pil looks around the ship with strong eyes.

Was it because of excessive responsibility? Or was it because of tension?

Ugh.

He did not feel the faint pulsation of the Ink King Sword.

* * *

Phew!

Dozens of sword blades crashed down on the huge water baptism.

It was an attack that even an expert in the Hwakyung Extreme Demon could not help but be taken aback by. It was so exquisite that it would not be an exaggeration to say it was a surprise attack.

Sigh!

The sword passed through the stream of water.

Emperor Wen clenched his fists.

‘Did it penetrate?!’

That monster is a master who destroys the death energy of the Mukpungdae with a single wave of his hand. If it had been possible, he would have been able to block dozens of sword techniques this time as well.

But the sword passed through the current. I had no choice but to conclude that I was unable to stop it.

‘You must not let your guard down.’

Emperor Wen struck down his sword again.

Paaaaaaaa!

It felt as if the stream of water pouring down had been cut off for an instant.

Although it does not cover as wide a range as the Death Qi Gongjin of the Mukpungdae members, the power of the single blow was bound to be stronger than that of Wen Huang, a transcendent expert.

‘Is he dead?’

For a moment, Emperor Wen’s eyes wavered.

‘Blood?’

Not a single drop of blood can be seen on the cut off clothing or body parts.

Sigh!

The water that had been gushing high into the air was now pouring onto the surface.

And there was no one there.

‘…!’

An eerie feeling creeping up my back.

It was clear that the eerieness was not caused by unnecessary tension, but by anxiety that would soon become reality. Emperor Wen quickly looked around.

‘does not exist. where?’

Flash!

Everyone looked down below the surface.

Flash! Flash!

In a river as wide as the sea.

Below, an eerie red light was flickering repeatedly.

“It’s under the river!!”

Faaagh!

The death knell unfolded once again. The enemies fired harpoons and weapons all at once.

At that time, a red glow stirred.

I wasn’t hit by a Qigong Jin or a harpoon or memorization. The light that swept around the ship at an alarming speed suddenly shot towards the stern of one of the dragon wings.

Puhwaaaaa!!

Like an erupting volcano.

Seo-ryang rose above the water, his entire body radiating red demonic energy, and he clenched his fists.

“one more.”

Crumbling!

After the blasting wind, a menacing flash of light left a remnant.

It was the ultimate herbivorous Jincheon Byeokryokpa (振天霹靂波) of the Cheonma Byeokryokken (振天霹靂波), the ultimate attack power that burned even the sleeves of Li Cheon Sang.

The Jincheon Wall Force wave released with the magic attack open was faster and more powerful than Yongik’s artillery.

Quaaaang!

“Kaaaaak!”

“Aaaah!”

The wind that broke Yongik’s lead pierced straight through to the bottom of the ship.

The damage didn’t end there. The ultimate meaning of the Byeokryeokken lies in the thunderstorm created by the collision of energy and energy.

Although it was nothing compared to an actual lightning strike, the aftereffects of the lightning, which had sufficient power, penetrated into the bodies of those who fell into the water.

Let’s go!

It was frighteningly fast and powerful. Everyone who fell into the water foamed at the mouth and lost consciousness. Not only was his entire body paralyzed, he fainted, so he would not be able to avoid drowning.

Seoliang climbed onto the broken hull of Yongik.

Then I lifted my right foot.

bang! bang! bang!

Yongik was completely destroyed in three strokes.

It is an act and martial arts that is naturally called ignorant. But no one who saw that could laugh at Seoliang.

Rather, I felt afraid. The large ship was destroyed by an advance that seemed like a kick from a nervous sailor.

Paaang!

Xiliang did not rest. I couldn’t rest.

He stepped through the air and used the Demon Emperor’s Limbo and climbed into the Yongan, which had not yet sunk.

Flash!

Wen Huang approached at once and swung his sword towards Seo-ryang’s neck.

Although it was not a feeling he would have towards an enemy who needed to be killed and eliminated, Seoliang could not help but be impressed by Emperor Wen’s martial arts at that moment.

‘There is no such thing as a veteran.’

It was clear that he had little experience in water fighting. Despite this, he is not only unwavering in his martial arts skills, but he also exploits the opponent’s gaps and attacks exquisitely.

It was a combat ability that was tongue-in-cheek. Although his level of martial arts was below his, his surprise attack ability, which was close to that of a divine skill, seemed to be better than his.

‘It’s a shame.’

Paaaaang!

Wen Huang’s eyes were red and bloodshot. The sword, swung at the right time, soared high into the sky.

As well as his forearms.

From that short distance away, Xu Liang’s sword attack turned into a sharp blade and struck off Emperor Wen’s arm. It was a foot sword strike that was as good as that of a new soldier.

I felt like the area below my elbow was empty, but then I felt like all the blood was rushing to the cut area.

Fuwaaaaaaa!

A large amount of fresh blood spurted out.

Wen Huang, who staggered back, adjusted his internal energy and tightened his blood vessels. Nevertheless, my head started spinning for a moment. It was momentary, but the amount of bleeding was too much.

Xi Liang threw out his double sword.

Quang!

Emperor Wen’s body flew away. As I watched it fly away, emitting pure white smoke, I felt like my life would not last long.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

The head of Mukpung who fell into the water.

The energy of the Mukpungdae members wavered. Even though I didn’t even try to get a few results together, Daeju was defeated. It greatly lowered their morale.

Seoliang’s judgment was correct. What made Mukpungdae truly Mukpungdae was the presence of its chief master, Munhwang.

He jumped towards the remaining dragon birds.

Quaaaang! Puff poop! Kwasik!

It is a feast of binge drinking and binge drinking. It was like that before, but it’s faster now. In an instant, the speed boat was destroyed and all the Mukpungdae and pirates on it fell into the river.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

After a heavy drink, Seoliang stepped down to the stern of the Yongan.

The annihilation was instantaneous.

All five speed ships except Yongan were damaged. It was a splendid battlefield created by combat skills that reached the peak of martial arts.

“This can’t be right…”

Sagok’s body trembled.

Before anyone could figure out what had happened, eight-half of his men died. Most of the Mukpungdae members, except those who fled to land, were also buried.

Experience of water warfare? Advantage in battle?

You can only put forward anything if it is at a level where you can compete with each other.

The enemy’s military prowess was at a level that could not be handled by ‘only’ one combat unit and a few hundred men.

“Did you say it was Yongahae’s chaeju?”

Sagok’s complexion turned pale.

My stomach tingled at the calm voice that flowed into my ears.

“You’re afraid of the wolf in the neighborhood next door, so you mess with the tiger. It’s like the thirty-six houses of the Yangtze River.”

Creepy!

Yes.

I was just surprised to see martial arts that didn’t even dare to attack, but there was one important thing.

The author is a magician.

Not only is it the worst human sacrifice in the history of martial arts, but it is also an evil spirit of the Demonic Cult that is said to control ghosts and monsters with bizarre magic.

It was only then that I felt a sense of reality. Sagok’s body was shaking like an aspen tree.

“Thanks to you, I had an impressive experience. “I realized what I need to do first if there is another prizefight in the future.”

Seoryang’s smiling face gradually turned expressionless.

“bye.”

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Sagok’s head just flew off.

It was a terrible death. If there’s any consolation, it’s that he didn’t feel any pain until the moment of his death.

“Let’s finish it.”

Quaaaang!

After entering the Yongan’s hull, Xi Liang showed off his Gu Yuma attack to the fullest.

Kwakwakwak! Fuuuuuu!!

Blood-red lightning and huge flames erupted. The hull was broken, the guns were blown away, and the gunpowder that came into contact with the oil caused repeated explosions.

It didn’t end there.

The river was wide, but the spirit of Seoryang, which spread without knowing where it was going, could see through each and every living Mukpungdae member and enemy.

‘There’s no choice.’

It is not pleasant to finish off an opponent who has lost his will to fight. But I can’t help it. If any of them escape alive, a rumor will spread that the demon has appeared in the central plains.

Paaaaang!

Seoliang, moving across the surface of the water at an insane speed, exploded with a bomb blast.

Puff! Puff poop!

The surface burst. The river water instantly turned red.

Sararak.

Seoryang’s eyes, standing on the broken board, were much redder than before. The demonic energy has been unleashed for a long time and the demonic energy is seething as it kills hundreds of enemies.

However, even in a state of excitement, one’s head remains cool. After opening the third Hell Gate Thirteen Demon Lords Terror Ceremony, he was able to use demon energy more stably than the divine skills of the righteous faction.

‘It consumes a lot of internal energy.’

However, even extreme magic experts cannot use their strength indefinitely.

Using the water cost, which took up a lot of internal energy, they reached this place and carried out an indiscriminate massacre. Even Seoliang couldn’t help but feel tired.

Seo-ryang took a deep breath and controlled the Demonic Gong. Then the demonic energy of Danjeon began to fill up frighteningly.

Although it cannot be used indefinitely, it recovers faster than anyone else. In a sense, the current Seorang had become a more vicious weapon of murder than when he was the king of murder in the past.

Seoliang took a few breaths to stabilize his demonic energy, and his eyes lit up again.

“That way.”

Mukpungdae A place where about 50 people swim.

Red energy formed on Seo-ryang’s feet.

Fuuuuuuu!!

The water exploded once again, rising high into the sky.

Three days later.

People who saw corpses floating in the Yongsang Gorge and the remains of destroyed ships spoke in unison.

The angry Dragon of the Yangtze River sent the devil to kill many of these people. Soon, a great tribulation would occur in the world.

An unknown evil spirit of the Yangtze River, born from the anger of the water god Dragon King.

The rumor about Dragon Gate Flame was slowly spreading around the world.

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