Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 339

Episode 339 Destiny (4)

Hwang Bose.

After settling in Shandong, the family of Shin Quan finally achieved a place among the five powerful families after experiencing numerous ups and downs for over 500 years.

I’ve been through all sorts of things, but I’ve never seen such a terrifying battle unfold in the middle of the inner circle.

Qarring!

A powerful career mixing like a storm was giving an earthquake-like shock to the area.

Kugoogung! Quang!

The flying pieces of the career shattered the pillars of the building, and the horses, startled by the shaking ground, fled in all directions.

Those who were on the verge of death, barely able to breathe, were swept away by the shock wave and lost their lives, and the falling snow turned into small pieces of rice paper, helping to color the world red.

It was truly a fierce battle of great heights.

The battles of the super-adepts, who had not yet reached the realm of peace but had escaped human limitations and entered the realm of martial arts, were so splendid and terrifying.

Kwakwakwak!

There was a person who was able to overcome the pouring flood of career with an onslaught like a storm.

Dongpil Ma.

As the owner of the Black Blood Demon Sword, the absolute magic sword of Kangho, and the leader of the guard of the Yeomra Demon Army, his martial arts skills were so great that you couldn’t believe them even with your own eyes.

Among those fighting him, there may not be anyone stronger than him, but only those who are not weak are over ten, and he shows an invincible kendo (??) that defeats the attacks of such experts as if possessed.

Crackle!

A strong and resilient protest emerged beyond the fierce battle.

Hwaaaaaaa!

Red spirits swirled around the strangely thick arrows. The power of Pasan Palace, the best expert under King Biyo Kwak So-gyo, has finished loading.

‘That’s fast.’

The palace guard’s eyes followed Ma Dong-pil’s movements.

He was standing in place and deflecting all the attacks of Gujang, Palhwa Seven Masters, and Yukun with exquisite sword strikes.

No, it wasn’t just about defense. The sharp sword strikes from time to time were leading to fatal attacks after perfect defense.

The opponent, who should have been defeated at once, stood firm, and instead, four or five of the stadium leaders who attacked retreated with fairly deep sword wounds.

It was an act of inaction that left tongues wagging. I couldn’t understand how he could show such an amazing performance with a martial arts skill that had not yet reached the level of perfection.

‘But that’s it.’

Light archery was one of the most popular archery techniques in the entire martial arts world. If you throw it out with a sense of defeat, it will be powerful enough that even an expert in fireworks cannot easily avoid or block it.

‘Goodbye, unknown swordsman.’

It was then.

Flash!

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes turned to the palace guard after he dispersed the seven knights’ attacks with his sharp sword.

At that moment, Gongwi felt cold sweat running down his back.

‘You’re watching me?!’

Is it a coincidence?

Right now, the four emperors were spread out around that prosecutor. Four Emperors Yujin amplified the skills of those who had mastered the art to the limit, while distracting the enemy’s emotions and suppressing his internal strength at the same time.

Moreover, the closer you got to the Jinbeop, the more it had a negative effect on your senses. If you can’t maintain an unmoving mind, your five senses are dulled, and your internal power is suppressed, it means that you can’t produce even half of your original ability.

The same goes for that rock-like swordsman. Looking at the magic, it is clear that it is a magician, but magic and sailors are different again. There was no way he could be seen protesting behind a building that was far away.

‘It must be a coincidence.’

Pasangungwi used his own power and believed in the secret science of the Four Gods. The Four Emperors Yujin cannot be broken even by a master of the Flower Sutra.

Cheeeeeeeek!

Gray smoke rose from his fingers as he pulled the bowstring as hard as he could.

‘Goodbye.’

Teeeeee!

At the same time as he let go of the demonstration, he narrowed the distance to three inches in front of Ma Dong-pil’s chest.

There was absolutely no lightning. The arrow has the same destructive power as a wall bomb and its speed is also fast.

The palace was certain. With his show of strength, he would not only pierce the swordsman’s sternum and shatter his heart, but also split his spine and drive it deep into the ground.

I had no doubt that the experience contained in the poem of defeat would swirl and shatter Ma Dong-pil’s upper body into pieces.

But his faith was immediately shattered.

Sigh! Kwaaaaaaaa!

Pae-ryeok-si burst into binge drinking.

The palace’s eyes were wide open as if they were torn apart.

Flash!

At the same time, a ray of sword wind flew towards the place where the palace guard was hiding.

It is neither faster nor stronger than when defeated. However, from the palace’s point of view, it was an unexpected blow, and at least as expected, it was far beyond the possibility of defeat.

pop! Ujikkeun!

There was a smooth hole in the exterior wall of the building. Inside the hole in the outer wall, a pillar supporting the rear of the building was hidden.

Kugoogung!

The half-destroyed building collapsed with a loud noise.

Faaagh!

Gungwi, who had taken refuge in an instant, took his place behind Yongmipyeonun (????).

The palace guard’s hand quickly pulled the strings.

Titty teating!

Even though I didn’t use any force, I could hear the sound of air exploding.

It was a lightning without a heart that could only be used by those who had mastered the art of light archery. It was a secret technique to pierce the enemy with an intangible arrow created with true energy.

pop! Puff!

Ma Dong-pil’s body shook.

The corners of the palace’s eyes trembled slightly.

‘I blocked it?!’

The blade of that black magic sword was not very wide. It’s a bit wider than any other pack sword in the midfield.

All the heartless attacks he threw at that narrow sword body were blocked. Although it is said to be weaker than when defeated, I fired a series of shots, but all I could do was take a couple of steps back.

Peeeeeeee!

The palace guard, who was about to protest again, was surprised. Before he knew it, a fist-sized stone was flying towards him.

It was a rock that Ma Dong-pil kicked. However, the speed was not at all inferior to that of Musimroe.

“not…!”

Whoa whoa!

The head of Yongmipyeonun, the head of Yukwoon, was completely shattered.

Titty teating!

Gungwi, who had taken a stance behind Pyeonun’s corpse, once again fired four heartless lightning bolts.

Huh! pop! Huh! pop!

Musimroe, who was unable to hit Ma Dong-pil, simply burst into empty ground and disappeared.

‘You’re avoiding me again!’

Flash!

Surprisingly, it didn’t end there. Ma Dong-pil, who seemed to know exactly where the heartless arrow would come from, dodged the arrow and at the same time approached the front of the seven temples and unleashed a nine-point sword attack.

Rumbling! Whoa!

A sword strike so powerful it seemed as if it could pierce the sky exploded in the chest of three of the seven warriors.

It doesn’t cut or stab, it just explodes. It wasn’t that I couldn’t control the force that was too strong. This was the sword strike he intended by abandoning sharpness and choosing strength.

The sternum was torn and pieces of flesh flew away, turning into scattered blood fragments.

Sigh!

A deeper golden magical energy bloomed from Ma Dong-pil’s body, which was covered with all that.

Hwaaaaaaa!

Now it is no different from a hand-made monster.

A transcendent demon who produces a demonic eye that is much thicker than the storm of demonic energy visible to the naked eye in the blazing gold fire, and prepares for the Nine Heavenly Swordsmanship with a demonic sword that appears to be three or four times larger than its original size. .

Gongwi said in a heavy voice.

“That won’t work.”

Cheer ring!

He took out three arrows from behind his back and fired arrows.

“I will tie his feet, so you can seal his sword using the best technique.”

The intention was to block the Shinbeop and the Swordsmanship techniques and to snipe without warning while they were in a hurry.

It was a time when the twenty or so surviving experts from the stadium to the fifth level were in full spirits.

“stop.”

Slurp.

The momentum of Four Emperors Yujin, who was forming a huge whirlpool around Ma Dong-pil, was completely broken.

Then Ma Dong-pil’s magical energy stirred. It wasn’t that my strength had weakened, but I felt like I had somehow become unstable.

“If we keep going like this, there will be no end.”

Sabak.

There was no blood or flesh splattered on the beautiful danghye. Nevertheless, every time I took a step, the entire inner garden was engulfed in a bloody atmosphere, as if it were an ice cave.

Wooooow!

The storm of fraud created by Jinbeop gradually lost its momentum.

But the concentration remained the same. It was only stopped for a moment, but it was fully prepared so that it could be activated again at any time.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes lit up.

Before he knew it, the experts who were struggling in front of him had split off to the left and right. And between them, a beautiful woman was walking.

‘King Biyo?’

The eyes of the two men and women collided in midair.

‘Sigh!’

At that moment, Ma Dong-pil felt the shock of Geumgang Yacha Magick shaking from its roots.

The look in King Biyo’s eyes was so deep that it was difficult to express it with words. Although it was clear that he was a person who had practiced the art of boatmanship to its peak, he was somehow as clear as a Taoist who was absorbed in the Tao.

Ma Dong-pil realized this intuitively. King Biyo’s martial arts skills are not inferior to Master Xiao’s.

No, in terms of simple martial arts accomplishments, he is a monster who resides at a higher level than Lord Sogyo.

“You’re a fun magician, aren’t you?”

Kwak So-gyo grinned. There was no trace of murderous intent or madness anywhere on that beautiful face.

“I thought the Heavenly Demon’s magic attack was the only one that could stand against the Four Emperors Yujin, but that wasn’t the case. “Your magic skills are by no means the martial skills of the Heavenly Demon.”

Kwak So-gyo’s head tilted.

“It’s definitely a Buddhist martial art… but it’s not Shaolin? “It was made based on an anti-magic attack that I don’t know about.”

Slurp.

The point of the black blood demon sword was aimed at Guo Xiaoqiao’s eyebrows.

Even when faced with an absolute expert who was comparable to Seoliang and possibly even better, he did not back down even a single bit. The demon energy was shaking, but the anticipation blooming from the demon sword was growing frighteningly deep.

Feeling that anticipation, Kwak So-gyo realized.

“So, you weren’t unaffected by Emperor Yujin.”

“….”

“I am rather strongly affected. However, the Magi itself is growing based on fraud. “When it comes to boatmanship, he is truly a natural enemy of horsemanship.”

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes trembled slightly.

The sight of Kwak So-gyo bursting out in laughter as if he was happy to have realized a new fact was by no means normal.

However, it didn’t look particularly crazy. There was no madness in his words or actions, even though he had only seen them for a short time.

‘You are confident.’

Although he is learning magic, which is his natural enemy, he is confident that he is not his opponent.

It was natural. Seo-ryang also struck down Gok Cheon-sak, who had mastered the new martial art of Tao, with a single blow. For an expert of that level, the polar opposite of martial arts itself does not have much meaning.

There was deep interest in Kwak So-gyo’s eyes.

“No matter how much you master the opposing magic arts, it is difficult to exert your skills to this extent. “He’s a guy I really admire, whether it’s his mental strength or anything else?”

“Shut up.”

“oh? “Do you know how to say harsh words?”

Wooooow.

Guo Xiaoqiao’s eyes lit up.

Now I see that the sword he is holding is no ordinary sword. The magical energy emanating from the entire sword body was like a tidal wave.

A mental power that increases the extraordinary magic attack skills by several times.

In addition, there are horse soldiers that will never exist again in the world.

“A magician… It doesn’t mean much to me now, but I think a child like you is absolutely necessary to rule the world.”

Kwak So-gyo grinned.

At that moment, Ma Dong-pil felt a chill running down his spine.

hook! Paaaaang!

Ma Dong-pil’s new model hesitated due to the bitter wind that blew for a moment.

‘…?’

Ma Dong-pil tilted his head.

what? What happened?

Kwak So-gyo gently rotated his wrist and licked his lips with his tongue.

“It’s clear they are demonic cultists, but I didn’t know there was such a powerful person?”

Ma Dong-pil, who was secretly puzzled by Kwak So-gyo’s reaction, looked back after a sudden thought.

Jump and jump.

Seo-ryang was approaching, smiling brightly.

The left, right, blue, and red magical eyes shine brightly.

“Enough entertainment, I guess.”

Kwak So-gyo’s face became even more interested.

“I’ve been wanting to catch this unknown prosecutor since a while ago. But it got blocked every time. “Because of who you are.”

Jump and jump.

“Who are you?”

Jump and jump.

“Are you a master of anti-Rohwandong? “Old Great Mazon?”

“no.”

Grumbling! Grumbling!

Spouting fire and lightning, Xiliang, not Cheon Ha-jin, said.

“It is the spark you left behind.”

“what?”

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Cheon Ha-jin’s hand covered Kwak So-gyo’s face.