Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 519

“What?”

“What are they doing now?”

On top of a high castle wall that can overlook the encirclement formed by the allied forces of the right faction.

The demon cultists tilted their heads as they looked at the group sitting huddled together on a large mat, each taking out a musical instrument.

As many as a hundred people were preparing to perform together in the middle of the battlefield.

There was no other way to explain it other than that it was heterogeneous.

“It begins.”

Jiang Soak family owner Ak Gangyun quietly declared.

Soon, a beautiful chord rang out throughout the battlefield.

The allied forces of the political faction and the demons on the castle walls.

I even forgot about the wartime situation and was immersed in the ecstatic tone.

Rumbling!

The first to notice the strange incident were the Murim lord Juhwabaek and Buddha.

They raised their heads and looked at the sky and let out a soft sigh.

The air became distorted and an unusual air current arose.

‘Amazing.’

In the past, before the Ak family moved to Jiangsu.

The Hwangbo family was persistent in its wariness and persecution of the evil family.

Why did they do that?

What was so fearful of the huge Wulin power, which occupied the top spot of the five great families, that it harassed a family that was far inferior to itself?

Because it is a family that produced an outstanding person called a sound ghost?

Is it just because they are competing over interests that exist within the same region?

Neither guess was wrong.

There was another, more fundamental reason.

Hwang Bose had recognized him from the beginning.

The power that evil singers have.

What will be the results if they grow in power and expand their influence?

The martial art practiced by singers of the music family is the sound technique.

It was a study that was different from the usual martial arts, which involved striking the opponent directly with a sword or fist.

Spreads sound waves filled with energy and inflicts damage on the target.

This was the essence of the sound hole.

Since martial arts was a trait, it was extremely difficult to create a strong individual.

In fact, Akyeori was classified as the weakest of the Ten Heavenly Emperors.

However, the true value of those who learned Yin Gong was in group battles, not one-on-one battles.

No one could deny it.

In a large-scale battlefield, the influence of the evil spirit exceeds even the second honor.

In the same context, the battlefield was also the place where Akga’s warriors could demonstrate their greatest power.

Basically, Yin Gong is a martial art that deals with intangible power rather than tangible power.

The success of those who trained it was completely different from that of ordinary martial artists.

A lump of power that can never be created by an individual but can only be realized as a group.

The soldiers of the Allied Forces were thrilled by the mighty force felt overhead.

‘There is no demonic cult within the headquarters. There is the Surama Emperor, the Eight Great Demon Lord, but he was seriously injured in the fight with King Gwon and is not in perfect condition.’

Simaun, a young man who was blowing wind into his face with an iron wire, narrowed his eyes and muttered.

An attack made from a distance that even arrows cannot reach.

Even though the demonic cultists could clearly see it with their own eyes, there would be no way to stop it.

Yue Kang-yun’s hands were busy crossing the gold.

One by one, the singers of the musical family let out heavy breaths.

The face and nape of the neck are shiny with sweat.

Even though they were just playing, they all felt extremely helpless.

Finally, a huge lump of power formed in the air and began to fly towards the castle wall.

“omg!”

“Uh oh!”

The demonic cultists, who felt something unusual, expressed their astonishment.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

One axis of the castle wall collapsed as if hit by a huge iron ball.

The demonic cultists nearby looked in disbelief at the unbelievable sight.

Even if several absolute experts came forward, the walls of the fortress, which could not be easily demolished, collapsed so easily.

Something happened that could not possibly have happened according to common sense.

The allied forces of the political factions rushed into the gap that was created as if they had been waiting.

Their high-spirited shouts resounded loudly throughout the area.

“Thank you for your effort.”

Simaun approached the exhausted members of the music family and raised a gun salute.

Akangyun asked with a faint smile on his lips.

“How is it?”

“It was amazing. I can assure you that from now on, no martial artist in the central plains will be able to look down on Akga and ignore him.”

Leaving behind Akang-yun, who nodded with a satisfied expression, Sima-un climbed onto the back of his horse and rushed towards the wall with the members of the Cheonan Ganbu.

At the head of the unit was Geomhu (劍后) Yeo Hwayeon and Gwangpungdo (狂風刀) Woo Ga-jin.

Quang! Ku-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

Lee Zon (二尊) showed off his incredible inaction and destroyed the ground.

The moat dug along the castle wall was filled with rocks and dirt that fell, opening a path.

“The time has come to end this damn war!”

“Wipe out all of the abominable Demon Cult bastards, leaving none behind!”

The Great Lord of the Blue Dragon and the Great Lord of the Xuanwu exploded the Lion’s Roar to encourage the fierce warriors who were at the forefront to engage with the demons.

The screams of the demon cultists echoed throughout the area.

* * *

‘It has begun.’

Heavy drinking and screaming pierce my ears.

Sosalmagun sent a signal with a glance to his two lieutenants, Geodogwi (巨刀鬼) and Seolyegeom (舌銳劍), who were located on either side of him.

Currently, a three-digit number of horsemen were lined up behind him.

“depart!”

“Open the gate! “Get out of here!”

They gathered at the back gate, not the main gate, of the main altar.

With a harsh driving sound, the huge door opened and the drawbridge lowered, creating a path leading beyond the moat.

‘also.’

Sosalmagun, who was the first to cross the drawbridge, laughed with a smile on his face.

During the past time, we observed the movements of the Allied forces, making countless sacrifices.

They also realized that Ma Jyoju had moved via Sae-o-ui, so they organized reinforcements and sent them out.

And we all knew that they had recently been carefully changing the deployment of their troops so that they wouldn’t notice.

‘The siege net is thin in this direction.’

The horsemen who left the headquarters of the Demonic Cult began to run towards the west all at once.

Toward their hometown, Xinjiang, where everything originated.

“What the hell!”

“It’s Sosalma-kun! The Sosalma Army is here!”

“Why are you suddenly coming this way… Wow!”

The Allied soldiers who formed a siege network expressed their bewilderment at the unexpected attack.

The horsemen mercilessly trampled the fallen warriors and cleared a path in a straight line.

썣썄죤 죣!

Six wheels orbiting in the air mercilessly slaughtered the warriors of the White Path.

Emperor Surama, who recovered the blood-stained poison weapon, looked around with cold eyes.

In this way, the horsemen led by the Sosalma army galloped along the road strewn with blood and flesh.

* * *

Ouch!

The Demon Lord’s hand, bent like a rake, tore through the air.

There was an illusion that space was splitting apart.

If I had been a little late in tilting my head back, the back of my neck would have been torn off.

‘nice.’

I couldn’t come to my senses.

Currently, I was walking a tightrope against Master Ma, who had completely turned to the offensive.

Huh! Hung!

Each blow had the power to pierce flesh and inflict fatal wounds.

A sensation that makes the hair on your entire body stand on end.

It was clear that the moment I let my guard down even for a moment, I would lose my life.

Twenty-third herbivorous month (水月).

The remnants that remained along the sword’s path crumbled into countless blades.

The religious leader did not feel intimidated by the waves of welcome.

There was not even a moment’s hesitation to distinguish between the false and the true.

Sigh!

The clothes were torn, the skin split, and blood splattered.

The demonic cult leader was not taking care of his own body and was narrowing the distance between me and me with the determination to break the bones of the body.

‘Dangerous!’

I quickly let go of the sword.

He then wrapped both hands around the point of impact to reduce the power of the fist flying towards his chest.

Teuong!

“…!”

The right arm bounced off with half-elasticity.

I gritted my teeth and somehow pushed away the cult leader’s fist with my remaining left hand.

Crump!

I felt a cracking sensation in my ribs.

I had managed to hold on so far, using everything I had, but in the end, I ended up allowing a valid hit.

It seemed that the demonic leader had also made a plan this time.

Without thinking back, I put all my strength into my fists.

The air shook as if there had been an earthquake due to the light wave spreading behind me.

Sigh!

I also did not suffer quietly.

Geogwal (巨闕) pierced the cult leader’s calf.

Ma Gyoju’s facial features, which had been blurry, became clear.

The whites of my eyes turned red from pain.

‘Yes, the religious leader is also a human being, so there is no way he wouldn’t feel pain….’

Cheok!

Before I could finish my thoughts, something large and invisible flew in from the left and struck my body.

I couldn’t even scream and was thrown away, but managed to land in the air and regain my balance.

“Turn it off!”

Before he could even catch his breath, the fighting fists sent by Ma Jiao filled the entire front.

I struck the blow with all my might and immediately followed the Demon Cultist’s movements with my eyes.

‘It’s that one again.’

A powerful air current rushed over my clenched fist.

A storm arose centered around Ma Jiaoju.

A trump card possessed by the Demonic Cultist that I had experienced once before.

To be honest, I felt like protesting.

Isn’t it a violation to repeat such a ridiculous attack over and over again?

Of course, even if that were the case, the Demon Lord would not blink an eye.

‘Somehow I was able to take it at least once.’

I didn’t have the confidence to face that head on again.

If I tried to force myself to fight back, my body might be torn apart.

No matter how you counter it, you won’t be able to block the next attack.

‘In the end, this side has to reveal the bottom line first.’

The last Choshik of the Wolyeonggeom, which was not recorded in the martial arts book in the Cheonryung Bookstore.

It is a sword strike that is completely different from the existing one by adding the use of a false sword.

It could be said that its practicality had already been proven, as it was effective against the Hundred-faced Reaper.

‘There is no choice. ‘I look like I’m going to die right now, so do I have time to think about this and that?’

I swung my sword exactly at the moment when the leader entered the gap.

Whoa!

Following the sword’s trajectory, the remaining remnants split apart, creating numerous illusions.

The demonic storm split and the figure of the cult leader within it came into view.

A fleeting moment.

I saw clearly.

The Demon Lord’s eyes were wide open as if in shock.

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