Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return

Episode 366

The men turned their heads at that sound.

There must have been a commotion somewhere, and flames were rising from the village. The faces of the members of the Hyeongmun faction and the ronin people turned blue when they saw this.

The place where the fire is burning is definitely Hyeongmunpa.

Since I’ve lived there for a long time, I can get a feel for the geography just by looking at it.

“Uh…what happened?! why …’?”

“Mo… I don’t know! “Shouldn’t you go and see?”

“But…”

The disciples of the Hyeongmun sect looked closely at the Hyeolcheon warriors. It was impossible to leave this place without orders from the authors, as it was clearly a situation where there was an up and down.

It’s something that could easily lead to something serious.

“never mind. “I’ll just clean up here and leave soon.”

The man who appeared to be the leader muttered and held the hilt of his sword. His eyes and expression were blunt, and the tone of his words also felt heavy.

If I left without listening, it didn’t seem like it would end well.

The disciples of the Hyeongmun faction trembled.

The force flowing from the man’s body also affected their bodies.

“Hey! If you want to do it, do it quickly? “Anyway, you’re giving people a hard time.”

“Is that… perhaps?”

Hwang Bo-won asked in response to Jang Sam-tae’s grumbling.

I was a bit uneasy about them being the only ones here, but if Namgungcheon or Sadohak came, the story would be different.

When Hwang Bo-won took his gaze away from Jang Sam-tae, who did not respond, and turned to the side, he saw Kwon Moo-jin nodding slightly.

At that moment, goosebumps appeared on the bodies of Nam Gung-yong and Hwang Bo-won.

My morale, which had been somewhat subdued, boiled over and made me hold the hilt of my sword even more tightly.

‘If they are there, it’s worth a try!’

‘Father… I will not tarnish your name.’

The two people looked around.

There were probably hundreds of people gathered.

It was a situation where there were members of the Hyeongmun faction, those who had decided to follow Hyeolcheon, and even Hyeolcheon’s masters, so it seemed that it would not be easy to break through.

But they are there.

Although they are not here, if they think that they are helping them even from a distance, they will naturally gain strength and never feel like they will lose.

Pot!

At that time, the man who appeared to be the leader made the first move. The target is Jang Sam-tae, who clearly appears to be the weakest.

The intention is to kill him in one fell swoop and at the same time deal with Kwon Moo-jin and Majang-gang who are by his side.

“This bastard?”

Jang Sam-tae frowned and watched the approaching person. The moment you look at it with concentration as if you will never miss it. I quickly leaned back.

A blade passed over my head.

“You’re behind, you bastard!”

Jang Sam-tae stretched out his legs.

The more advanced a person is in martial arts, the more likely he is to look down on his opponent if he thinks they are weaker than him.

Dangjungak also has that mentality. The Sacheondang family originally had strong pride.

Although they were not able to create the Emperor of Swords like the Namgung family, they were confident that they would not fall behind even if they were to compete with the Namgung family, who were at the top with the power of the Sacheondang family.

‘I ca

n’t believe that…’ Because I felt that kind of confidence, the people sent from Honam Danga were reluctant. This is because they looked below themselves and also wondered what they could do with such people.

However, the situation unfolding before their eyes shocked them.

Kwon Moo-jin’s sword extended gracefully.

One by one, he pierced the opponent’s gap and defended and pressured him at the same time. No matter how great your martial arts skills are, you will have no choice in the face of that flow.

Just looking at it gave me a creepy feeling.

His sword was like an awl, and just looking at its stabbing form sent a chill through my whole body.

Kwon Moo-jin has clearly grown further.

Also, the Majang River is by his side.

A person who wields a huge sword.

Although he was called the king of ronin, from the perspective of the eight great families, ronin was no better than a third-rate person.

If their greatness is acknowledged, their status as the eight major powers will be greatly shaken.

Therefore, it was treated as the same as green forest, but the current appearance of Majang River is truly amazing.

He is someone who won’t be easily pushed aside even if he gets along with the matriarchs here. Who would say that the author is at the bottom of the list of 100 great experts?

When you swing the sword, a storm arises, and as it moves, the ground is dug.

With a force that could even cause an earthquake, he oppressed and crushed his opponent, trapping him within his own barrier. I try to get out of it, but it’s not easy.

The length of the sword was long, but Majang River’s eyes seemed to be able to grasp the opponent’s movements as well.

‘The two of them are great, but the author… at best, the one who is called a slave…’

Tang Jung-ak’s gaze shone sharply.

The most notable of these three was none other than Jang Sam-tae. I felt it even when I first walked out, but it was a natural movement without any missing parts.

It was surprising that he had sublimated Gyeonggong into a walking technique, but he was able to make such adjustments without hesitation, neither applying more nor less force.

I thought it was because of his lightness and quick wit that he did not fall behind even though his opponent clearly had the upper hand in skill.

He has the one thing that martial people should have most.

survival instinct.

It is an instinctive way to survive. Papapot!

The angle method was also surprising. Not only was he fast, but he was also putting pressure on his opponent while perfectly creating gaps.

While digging into it, he twists his body to avoid the opponent’s blade without losing sight of it.

Perfect flexibility.

It was so amazing that it was hard to think of it as the movement of a slave.

‘Nonsense! What on earth is this place called Honamdanga?’

Dangjungak looked at the scene, trembling.

His mind became more and more confused.

On the other hand, Jang Sam-tae was in an awkward situation.

It was good to rush in with such momentum, but the opponent was stronger than I thought. I was hoping that someone of a slightly lower level would get caught, but contrary to my thoughts, I ended up facing someone who was the strongest.

Even as the fierce fight took place, Jang Sam-tae caught a glimpse of him.

Should we switch with Majang River?

Or should I switch with Kwon Moo-jin?

No, I think it would be a little easier if I worked together with one of the two.

“Oh please! Hurry up and win! Why are you so slow? “I’m going to die!”

“Hey! “Don’t talk, fight!” The Majang River roared loudly and stopped.

Jang Sam-tae is the only one who has the freedom to speak out. Since the opponent cannot catch his fast light attack, he has more leeway.

However, Kwon Moo-jin and Majang-gang could not do that.

I know full well that the person Jang Sam-tae is dealing with is strong. But the one in front of you now is just as great.

I clashed my swords and applied pressure several times, and tried to find an opening to strike his head, but the opponent’s strength was higher than I expected, and his swordsmanship was so strange that he counterattacked in an instant.

Kakakakang!

The same was true for Kwon Moo-jin.

When you think you’re pushing, you’re already being pushed. If you look for an opening, it is a trap and you are bound to be counterattacked.

These people are skilled.

These are people who know how to fight more skillfully than the figures of the Murim Alliance or Cheondohoe who are currently fighting there.

Where did these experts come from?

“I’ll help you!”

At that time, Namgung Yong appeared and threw his sword.

His body was covered in blood, as if he had already cut his opponent. Soon, the scattered blade struck the opponent’s blade and instantly created a gap.

Majang Gang did not miss it and swung the long sword horizontally.

Chop rock!

The reaction is definitely there.

But it wasn’t perfect. It is a situation where you can’t say you won because you only slightly cut the opponent’s flesh.

“pup…!”

“joy!”

For the first time, an expletive came out of Majang Gang’s mouth.

“Haa… haa….”

Tang Mun-hye took a breath and held the sword in reverse. Following the movements of the opponent who was attacking in an instant, I instinctively shot out poison and turned back to plunge the blade into the nape of the opponent’s neck.

Sigh!

The blade that cuts deep is extremely sharp.

Every move is amazing.

As a woman who was said to be comparable to Namgung So-hye, her hands were strong, her movements were agile, and she knew exactly how to kill an opponent.

However, dealing with such a large number of people is difficult.

The physical strength is not infinite, and the attack power is only slightly more than one day.

Although it had already been about two years since the fight started, half of his air power was consumed just by dealing with the pouring enemies.

I glanced elsewhere.

The family heads who were dealing with the Blood Heavenly Masters also showed signs of fatigue.

In addition, the shamans and people of the eight major families who remained around also died with all their strength and did not hesitate to join the other party.

‘If we keep going like this…,’

Tang Mun-hye felt urgent.

It would have been a little easier if some of the family heads had helped, but no one had the resources to do so.

What about Honam Danga?

They are fighting quite well, but there is no sign of the fight ending yet.

at that time.

bang!

Suddenly, the earth shook.

People raised their heads in surprise at the sound of the ground shaking. At the same time, the sound of a fierce wind was heard, and a group of figures suddenly appeared.

“Da… you?”

“Ambassador! “This warrior has come to save the Master!”

The figure of Muho holding the large baton was as imposing as Jecheon Daeseong.

His spirit was also great, and the eighteen Shaolin Arhats guarding his side were also radiating considerable strength.

It is not just the eighteen Arhats.

All the monks of Shaolin appeared from various places as if they had come to save Seon Jin, putting pressure on the opponent.

“You guys! How dare you think you can get away with messing with Shaolin!”

Boom boom!

The voices of the Shaolin monks erupted violently.

This is Shaolin, who has already been humiliated and punished by Hyeolcheon. However, it showed that the momentum had not yet died and that Sorim would not be broken by such events.

With the sudden appearance of the Shaolin monks,

the tide began to turn in an instant.

The Shaolin monks, who wielded their batons without hesitation to kill, showed off their power by striking down two or three enemies in front of them one by one.

“Hehe… Hehe… I almost got in big trouble.”

Tang Mun-hye broke into a cold sweat and smiled bitterly.

However, it is not yet a situation where one can be relieved. Although they might be able to subdue the Hyeongmun faction and the rogues, the masters of Hyeolcheon

were by no means an easy opponent.

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