Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 261

Episode 261 Yeomra and Magun (5)

“What is it?”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Hmm.”

Sangak frowned.

“The air is stuffy.”

Song Gwan twitched his nose without realizing it.

But I don’t know if the air is stuffy. Rather, my heart felt refreshed thanks to the cool fall air.

“There’s something that’s bothering me… I don’t know what it is.”

It is a feeling of a transcendent expert that cannot be explained in words. Although he is the head of the Galaxy Swordsman, Song Gwan, who has not yet stepped into that area, will not be able to understand Sang-gak.

“Is there any problem?”

“Of course it is.”

Even though he said that, Sang-gak couldn’t hide his discomfort.

Everything was going smoothly. Jongnam’s power is stronger than ever, and the most powerful person, Lord Uicheon, is watching over him.

‘Is it because of my mood?’

Sangak quenched his appetite.

“Let’s go.”

“yes.”

Even though something is clearly detected, it is ignored.

With his natural talent and political sense, he surpassed the death penalty members and rose to the position of a leading scholar of the Jongnam faction. He is similar to Hong Sanja, but has a cautiousness that he does not have.

However, such caution quickly wears out in the face of the sweetness of power. In the end, prudence was something he had honed out of necessity, but it was of no use to him now that he was satisfied with where he was.

That was exactly the limit of amortization. If he goes one step further, he may be called Ganwoong (??), but he may be able to see the golden age of Jongnam, but he cannot reach that point.

A heart filled with that narrow gaze and pride.

At that point, I didn’t know that the misfortune of the write-off had already been predicted.

Fighting.

Song Guan frowned.

Stones were falling from the cliff on the left.

“They said the ground around here is weak, and it seems to be true.”

“It’s not because the ground is weak.”

“yes?”

The glow in Sang-gak’s eyes grew stronger.

“I can’t seem to get a feel for it. too far. But this air… it feels like a fight is going on…”

“A fight?”

It was then.

flinch!

Anxiety running up my spine.

Sang-gak stopped walking. At the same time, Song Gwan also stopped.

‘when?!’

In front of a shadowy cliff.

A mature man was sitting on a tree with its base exposed.

The face of the man sitting with an unusual long sword draped over his shoulder was very blunt. It was an expression that didn’t seem to change even after a thousand or ten thousand years.

Song Guan’s hand quickly grasped the sword. There was a tendency to pull it out if the situation arises.

“Who are you?”

Come one step ahead and ask who you are. The voice carried its own dignity and spirit.

The man, Ma Dong-pil, did not even look at Sang-gak and Song-gwan.

He lowered his head and fixed his gaze on the ground, his eyes shining brightly.

‘It’s just as Master Xiao said.’

strong.

The presence itself is unique. A calm yet heavy prayer naturally dominates the air. Even though I didn’t increase my strength, a subtle feeling of pressure was felt.

‘I’m a step above what I am now.’

If it’s natural, it’s natural.

The opponent is one of the pillars of the martial arts faction. This level of strength is completely natural.

On the contrary, it could be said that Ma Dong-pil was amazing because he had grown to the point where he was not pressured even when faced with Sang-gak. The whole world would be surprised if, at the age of mid-thirties, he possessed a force comparable to that of the old sect master.

‘It’s not that I don’t have confidence in a head-to-head match, but if I play against him in the right way, there’s a good chance I’ll be pushed out.’

But I’m not anxious.

Skill is certainly an important factor in determining victory or defeat, but it is not a decisive factor. The conditions of the day, the surrounding terrain, and luck are just as important as skill.

If the difference in skill is overwhelming, it’s worth a try. No, you can win. I don’t know what kind of life Sang-gak has lived, but Ma Dong-pil has grown up watching the monster called Seo-ryang every moment.

Ma Dong-pil, who had become accustomed to masters who disallowed comparison, could not be a threat to Sangak.

Sreuk.

Ma Dong-pil got up from his seat and walked forward.

“Is this the Sang-gak of Noeun-geom, the Jongnam sect’s long inscription?”

Song Guan’s face distorted.

“How dare you say such rude words to Jang Mun-in!”

Slurp.

Ma Dong-pil pulled out the Ink King sword.

A dull black longsword. The dark color creates an inexplicable ominousness.

‘Sigh!’

The moment Ma Dong-pil drew his sword, Song Gwan had to feel anxiety seeping in like fog. Sweat beaded on the back of my neck, and the hand holding the sword became increasingly cold.

‘master?!’

That’s also a huge expert. It was clear that he was a swordsman who could not withstand even ten sums, at least with his own skills.

At that time, Sanggak stepped forward.

“It’s a magic sword.”

Sang-gak’s face hardened as he pushed Song Gwan aside.

“Are you a Mine?”

Ma Dong-pil did not answer.

The moment the sword was drawn, the battle had already begun. All his nerves were already focused on Sang-gak’s posture and energy.

‘You have to compete head-on but be caught off guard. This is not a bimu. It is not a bodyguard that is supposed to protect the target. ‘It’s just a matter of life and death.’

How can I catch my opponent off guard? How can we create a gap?

Ma Dong-pil came up with a very simple and reliable method.

“No way, Heavenly Demon….”

Hwaaaaaaa!

“Stand back!”

Sang-gak pushed Song Guan back and quickly drew his sword.

But it was late.

He was fully prepared from the start to completely open up the demonic realm. It seems like the calm sea suddenly creates a tsunami.

The immense demonic energy that exploded like a storm swept across Sangsang at once.

‘omg!’

The body stiffened for a moment.

At that moment, Ma Dong-pil moved.

Quang!

He went on drinking heavily and in the blink of an eye he reached the corner of Sanggak.

Sang-gak’s eyes suddenly changed. It was a threat that had never been experienced since he became famous throughout the world under the nickname Thunder Cloud Sword.

He raised his sword diagonally and struck.

Whoa!

It looks like the cover is going to tear.

The resonant sound of swords clashing with each other was reminiscent of thunder. Sanggak took a step back without even realizing it.

The shock was transmitted to my entire arm as if I had hit a rock with a wooden sword.

‘this!’

I was using the technique of Saryangbalcheongeun (?????) to let go of the shock, but before I knew it, the opponent’s sword was piercing my solar plexus.

A straight sword strike aimed at stopping. It’s an honest attack that seems easy enough to avoid, but it’s impossible to avoid. Because it was so timely.

If it was a slash, it might be different, but since it is a cut, it is difficult to defend against. The best attack method was used at the right moment.

A bright light burned in the left seat of the sanggak.

Quang!

It was an explosion of true energy.

Sang-gak threw his body back like crazy. Although he blocked his qualification with Byeokryuin (???)’s seal, he himself was shocked. The strong explosive power became poison.

Phew!

Sangak’s eyes widened.

‘this guy?!’

Next to the break is the top.

Before I could even relieve the shock, the opponent approached me from the air. A fearsome power could be felt from the long sword grasped with both hands.

Squirt!

A sword swung like an axe.

It was a strike of one sword, two swords. There was no need to use Saryangbal Cheongeun. Sang-gak swung his sword.

bang!

“Ugh!”

The tops of my feet were stuck in the ground.

The joints of my entire body creaked and my muscles shook. The experience of not being able to shake off the shock shook me inside. It was a sign of internal injury.

‘Unbelievable!’

Sangak raised his head and looked at the other person.

A thread of blood was seen at the corner of Ma Dong-pil’s mouth. He also attacked without being able to resolve the shock, so it was literally a random attack.

And even now.

Paaang!

A kick that tore through the air was aimed at Sang-gak’s head.

My face felt hot before I even touched my feet. I could hardly come to my senses from the pouring waves of golden magic energy.

hook!

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes lit up. Sang-gak, who avoided the attack by lowering his posture, was suddenly thrust into his arms.

He took advantage of the psychological gap and attacked with merciless force, but the opponent was Jang Moon-in of the old faction. There was no way he would just suffer.

Sang-gak struck Ma Dong-pil in the chest. This was because it was a difficult distance to extend the sword.

Pow!

Ma Dong-pil hesitated and retreated. His face was slightly pale, indicating that he had suffered internal injuries.

But that amount was nothing compared to the write-off.

“This guy!!”

Sang-gak’s left hand must be completely red. Five or six memorizations were engraved on his blood-stained palm.

The problem was the poison applied to memorization. It’s not extreme, but it’s enough to hinder the movement of internal forces. If I had time, I would have easily deciphered it, but right now I was in the middle of a battle.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes lit up.

‘done.’

This was exactly what he was aiming for.

He did not have the ability to sneak attack against a transcendent expert. However, like Seoryang, he was neither good at provoking nor had the ability to lose people’s soul with irregular attacks.

But do you just insist on direct competition?

That couldn’t be possible. This was not a formal dance, but a real battle where life was at stake.

If you were alone, you might not know, but you should win the game as quickly as possible and go help Seo-ryang.

In that case, you have no choice but to kill your opponent using all available tactics.

Boom!

Ma Dong-pil, who approached with the new method of Gunsin Tanyeong, happily stabbed his sword.

It was a sharp sword that would have felt threatening even if the body was normal. Sangak pulled back and swung his sword dizzyingly.

Ta-da-dan!

Ma Dong-pil’s sword strike was completely blocked.

But Sang-gak could not feel at ease.

‘Damn it!’

The venom that entered through the palm of my left hand instantly reached my shoulder. If you are careless, the poison will invade your internal organs.

Ugh.

The true energy of the Xian Tian Silver River Gong (?????) pushed away the poisonous energy. Sigh! With a sound like that, a lot of blood burst out from his heart. A certain amount of poison has been removed from the body.

I felt fortunate, but at the same time, I had doubts.

‘Why don’t you attack?’

There is no way to miss this moment. He thought it would be really dangerous like this, so he used Jinki, but he anticipated the enemy’s attack and kept evasion in mind.

But there was no follow-up hit.

Why?

Rumbling!!

It felt like the sky had suddenly become dark.

Weeeeeee!!

The golden magic energy exploded, creating a tremendous wave. The demon energy was so thick that it was difficult to breathe.

Sang-gak’s eyes widened as if they were torn.

The magic energy that seemed to pour in like waves was on a different level than before. It felt like the person itself had changed.

The highest season of the Heavenly Demon Religion, Nine Heavy Demon Swords, was held.

Flash!

Nine rays of golden light rained down on Sanggak.

Kwakwakwak!

Sang-gak suddenly coughed up blood.

I blocked it by retreating with a magical step, but the shock was too great. It was a deadly sword filled with the pure will to destroy, a rare powerful attack.

Ma Dong-pil ran out.

Wow! Boom!

Add acceleration to acceleration. It seemed as if a huge rock was being shot like an arrow fired by a famous archer.

“Now is the beginning.”

Ma Dong-pil coolly struck down his sword.

It’s a sword that can never be said to be fast, but it can’t be dodged. The pressure of the sword encompassing a three-field radius was limiting evasion and reaction speed from the root.

The internal injuries were getting worse, the poison was running rampant, and the muscles were overloaded.

It was a scene created by a single moment of inattention. There was a look of urgency on Sang-gak’s face.

“Innoom!!”

The magic sword of steel and the treasured sword of thunderclouds collided head-on.

Qarring!