Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Chapter 38

Episode 38 The brain is to commit to a task first and then move on (2)

“Die! die! “I’m dying!!”

Burbubbubbuk!

The beating was so harsh that the sound of beating people was heard as if it were some kind of entertainment.

Ma Dong-pil became desperate.

“I’m Confucius!”

Murmur.

“Move!”

Whoa whoa!

Ma Dong-pil, who once again blew away one of the Gwanghwamun members.

The panicked Gwangmaeun members raised their spirits again. It was almost an instinctive reaction.

Ma Dong-pil foamed at the mouth.

“You crazy people! Get back! “Now is not the time to fight among ourselves!”

“What is this bastard saying!”

I really feel like I’m going to turn around. How on earth can life be this simple?

“Your captain is going to die!”

It was a statement that sobered the spirits of the Gwangmadang members.

Faaagh!

Ma Dong-pil, who had waded through the human sea, jumped into the kitchen in an instant.

“Iik!”

Wi Hongryeon, who happened to be a black bowler, gritted her teeth and swung her legs.

Pow!

Seo-ryang’s body hesitated.

But that was all. Even though he was frantic, he struck with as much courage as he could, but he could not make Seoryang retreat. It was a blow that would not have been hit if he had been sane in the first place.

Xiliang swung his legs.

Bye!

Blood burst from Wei Hongryun’s mouth.

It was truly a merciless kick. If I hadn’t instinctively turned my head, the attack would have blown not only my teeth but also my jaw bone.

Wei Hongryun felt her mind come to her senses.

‘Die!’

I tried to kill this guy half-way, but I had no intention of actually killing him. This was because it was not something that could be solved with just one life.

But it wasn’t this guy.

This guy, who had previously only received praise for his martial arts, was now seriously trying to kill himself. He was holding it to kill him with his bare fists.

“this!”

Rumbling!

In a split second, Cheonghyeon Demonic Gong burned even stronger.

Don’t be scared that the other person is trying to kill you. For that to happen, I’ve been running around too many battlefields of life and death.

Rather, it gives me strength.

When she realized that the other person was sincere, her madness was overlaid with spirit.

Quang!

Xu Liang took two steps back. The Demon God’s Fist, created by Wei Hongryeon himself, was unleashed.

However, Wi Hongryun, who actually planted his fist into the opponent’s chest, could not help but be surprised.

‘That’s all?’

I didn’t think I could defeat it with this one move, but I thought it could cause at least some internal injuries.

Xu Liang growled.

“You lost!”

Whoa whoa! Quang!

“Ugh!”

It was the same punch, but the power was different. Wei Hongryeon smashed all the kitchen utensils and threw them against the wall.

Hemoptysis comes out spontaneously. I felt like my head was pounding and my eyes were spinning.

This ignorantly strong guy?!

Pow!

Seo-ryang’s body flinched again. He was struck in the collarbone by Wei Hongryun’s sword.

But that was all. A blow that would have shattered even a decent expert from his collarbone to his ribs ended up making Seoryang flinch for only a beat.

Xu Liang grinned.

Wei Hongryeon flinched without realizing the bright smile that showed all her upper and lower teeth.

“…crazy.”

Normally, I would make fun of him and say, ‘That guy has really good teeth,’ but I can’t do that now. He realized that the other person’s eyes were just as wide as his own.

“I am the Lord of the Horse, you crazy bastard!”

Pow!

The two had a heated battle again.

Ma Dong-pil, who had been in for quite some time but did not dare to stop the two, looked around and looked out of the kitchen.

The light horse crew members were looking at him blankly.

‘…Damn it.’

Common sense and such are not applicable. Even if you tried to stop them, they were crazy people who would just tilt their heads.

‘What do we do?’

It doesn’t matter if you get hurt. If only Confucius could stop him, would vomiting blood be a problem?

The real problem was that even then, there was no way to stop it.

‘It was like that back then too.’

There was a time when Ma Dong-pil almost died while trying to kill the saints in Gojuk Forest.

Seoryang, who came back with the three men neatly caught, showed what it was like to be crazy from then on. At that time, the five Seongseong that Ma Dong-pil was dealing with evaporated without even being able to recover their bones.

Of course, I wasn’t able to achieve Seoliang either.

‘What do we do? How to?’

Bye!

“Kaaaaak!”

Wei Hongryeon screamed.

His face was so disfigured that it was hard to recognize him, and his whole body was covered in blood. It was an appearance that would send chills down the spine of anyone who encountered it.

“This bastard is really killing me!”

Crumbling. Crumbling.

Ma Dong-pil’s face turned pale.

What was emanating from Wei Hongryun’s whole body was a life force on a different level than now. She, too, was in a fever from being beaten and beaten, and decided to kill her opponent.

Chaaaang!

Wei Hongryeon even took out a wide, misshapen sword from behind her back.

Ma Dong-pil shouted.

“Gwangma Daeju!”

“Aaaah!”

Woooo!!

Wei Hongryeon swung his sword.

Flash!

A blue sword energy that seemed soft at first glance flew, drawing a crescent moon.

Xu Liang’s eyes flashed.

A blue sword that shoots out like a beam of light. It was a state of mind-directed swordsmanship that was one level higher than the sword skills that Ma Dong-pil used in the Gojuk Forest.

‘That’s great.’

Seoliang was not as crazy as Ma Dong-pil had feared.

No, it was like that at first, but not now.

If the madness that was revealed at the beginning had continued until now, there would not have been a fight like this, with each blow being exchanged one at a time. I would have just buried it on the spot.

Of course, the life he is showing now was not sincere.

‘Ah, there was a bit of sincerity mixed in.’

When I thought about whether Geumho might have been injured by the tension, I felt my blood pressure rise rapidly.

‘Anyway…’ Even

though the speed of sword energy flying is very fast, I can think leisurely. It was the virtue of maintaining the super-high view of the Cheonra Six Tongsik.

A person who has not mastered the top level technique cannot even dare to attempt it. The reason is that when the super-high canal is opened, the speed of thinking rapidly increases.

If you open the chogogwan without polishing the top, your brain will turn to mush before you can even take a breath. Although it is the second type, the Chogogwan was ten times more dangerous than the Chogogwan.

Xi Liang looked directly into Wei Honglian’s eyes.

Gwangma Daeju’s intense eye glow clearly shows through the illusion that the world has slowed down.

The magical eye of the highest level magician, Amyeongjin Magician, landed on top of Chogogwan.

‘Anger, nervousness, embarrassment….’

The other person’s emotions and state can be read quickly.

‘Ho Seung-sim admits his sense of defeat… admits it?’

Yes, admit it?

‘Oh my? ‘See this?’

The face covered in evil feels new. A little bit of chipped pride was visible above the expression burning with anger and madness to kill.

Xu Liang smiled.

It was a warrior’s smile that came from the heart, not a mockery toward the other person.

His left foot touched the ground.

Quang!

The powerful force that started from the bottom rose through the lower and middle battles to the upper stage.

Now the blue sword is right in front of us.

Xi Liang stretched out his hand with the sword. It was a hand gesture that seemed faint at first glance, as if it was trying to catch someone.

and….

“…?”

The sword energy disappeared without a trace.

Wei Hongryun widened her eyes.

“…what?”

What happened? I just stretched out my hand, but why did the blue wing sword energy disappear?

“Ugh, it stings.”

Seo-ryang shook off his hands. There was a straight red mark on his palm where he caught and extinguished the sword energy.

“Did you break through the steel wall? “Isn’t it amazing?”

Gangbyeoksu was the opposite of Poksangyeong, which maximized the dark view through Jecheongi’s handwork.

A vicious method that makes the hand itself like steel and shatters it from the outside to the inside.

Although they said there was not enough time, even though they unleashed their powerful dark spirit magic, marks remained. It meant that Wei Hongryun’s enlightenment was more than what Xu Liang thought.

Wei Hongryun’s face was grimly distorted. It was already swollen here and there and looked distorted enough.

“This…”

I want to swear, but I can’t even curse.

It was a martial arts attack on a completely different level from what we had hit before. I thought it was someone who was climbing the same hill, but it turned out that it was someone who was walking along the eight ridges of Mt. Taishan.

Grumbling.

When I clenched my fist, the sticky blood-red magic changed into a brilliant magic like fire and burned.

“It was impressive, but it only goes so far.”

“Ugh.”

“Let me take a breath and give you a choice.”

Sreuk.

The demonic energy in Seo-ryang’s hand disappeared, and the marks on his palm were completely erased.

“Do you want to turn yourself in on corruption charges?”

“….”

“Or do you want to end the culmination of a life that only lasted 30 years by being dragged into charges of lese majeste and attempted murder against the Three Dukes? huh?”

“….”

“I know I’m not a good match and it might be better to choose between the two, but I don’t know why I’m worrying.”

“….”

“Oh, is that really the case? “You probably don’t like it when an ordinary guy tells you to do this and that, making choices, don’t you?”

Slurp.

Xi Liang pulled out the sword from his belt.

It is not a rare new weapon in the world, but it is not a sword that any other craftsman could make. Despite its simple appearance, the sword body was overflowing with precious light.

“I was a little rude to the Great Lord Gwangma, who lives off of his pride. “You’re making fun of questions that already have answers.”

Sreuk.

A sword aimed at Wei Hongryeon.

There was also seriousness in Seo-ryang’s eyes.

“There is no need to say more. “Let’s end this.”

Woooo!!

Wei Hongryeon’s eyes widened.

The sword in Seo-ryang’s hand was vibrating on its own. The sword was not reacting because it was filled with energy, but the sword itself was emitting a pure sound as if it were alive.

‘Damyeong (??)!’

It is the same level as the swordsmanship of prosecutors.

The sound of life that can only be achieved by those who have achieved optimal balance by perfectly becoming one with the external weapons, body, and mind.

Only when everything becomes one does the sword gain a soul and sprout its own heart.

This proves that depending on the level of training, one can reach the highest level of kendo, the sword sword.

Tsutsutsu.

The blade becomes increasingly larger.

Even though it had not actually grown larger, Seoryang’s appearance was not visible as it was hidden by the shape of the sword.

Wei Hongryun’s eyes wavered.

The madness of wondering whether someone would have to die to calm things down quickly set in.

‘That’s….’

The unification of believers and swordsmen at an extreme level that cannot be compared even with empty words to that of any other peak expert.

Xiliang’s eyes sparkled with fire.

“Goodbye.”

Woooooo!!

A huge blade struck me like an illusion.

It was right then.

Clap.

The deformed sword fell to the floor and let out a deep cry.

Tuk. Rumbling.

A ray of fresh blood crossed Wei Hongryun’s forehead.

Wei Honglian was not embarrassed. No, he just stood leisurely with his eyes closed.

And at the tip of Wei Hongryeon’s forehead, Seoliang’s sword was touching.

Xi Liang said coldly.

“Why didn’t you avoid it?”

“…Because it can’t be avoided.”

“Have you accepted death?”

“If I can’t avoid it, I have to die.”

“Does that mean you put down your sword?”

“I haven’t lived a life well enough to leave any regrets. “Like the countless people who died at my hands, I too will die at the hands of others someday.”

“Is that today?

“I don’t know. Even if I knew, it would be meaningless.”

It was a line that clearly showed how she lived.

To a lesser extent, the Heavenly Demon Church is also an organization belonging to the martial arts group. She would often be looked down on just because she was a woman.

In order to break down those views and prejudices, he must have worked 10 times harder than others.

Moreover, she was also a member of a martial arts family that was at odds with the Heavenly Demon Church. Naturally, he had no choice but to struggle fiercely and fiercely to survive.

Seo-ryang, who was staring at her, lifted his sword.

Wei Hongryun’s eyes slowly opened.

Pow!

She fell into the corner of the kitchen. Seo-ryang suddenly threw a fist.

“I will dismiss the charges of lese majeste and other minor offenses with this one blow.”

Wei Hongryeon looked up at him and stroked his cheek.

“I’m telling you in advance, don’t think that I will do what you want just because I looked at it.”

“Don’t do it, bitch.”

“….”

“I crushed the bait on the hook with my hands, but would you expect me to catch a fish?”

“…what does that mean?”

“I don’t know! “I wonder what I’m doing and why I worked so hard to pull out a knife.”

Seo-ryang, who was constantly complaining, took out a gold bag and placed it in the hands of Do Wi-gyeong, who had fainted.

“I’m sorry. “It may sound hard, but this will be enough to cover the repair costs.”

He glanced at Wei Honglian.

Wei Hongryun flinched.

“If I hear that you stole this money, I will break your head.”

“Do you think I’m a back alley junkie? “I won’t take it from you.”

“Looking at what you’re doing, I think Parakho is a saint, you ignorant bitch.”

Xu Liang shouted.

“Dongpil! let’s go!”

“yes? Oh yes!”

“I’m sorry for arousing your interest for no reason. “I thought it was going to be pretty hot.”

“If it had been hotter, he might have died suddenly of a heart attack.”

“I’m going to kill you.”

The two people left Jamiru as if something had happened. Before we knew it, Geumho was also climbing on Seoryang’s shoulder and clinging.

Wei Hong-ryeon was looking at Lee In Il-soo in the broken kitchen.

After a while, Cha Gwang approached me with an awkward expression.

“Are you okay, High Lord?”

“It’s not okay.”

“Ah… yes.”

Wei Hongryeon stood up from her seat.

“Clean up the place and order a drink.”

“yes?”

“The dinner party hasn’t even started. It can’t end like this, right? “The kids are waiting. Get organized quickly.”

“yes.”

Wei Hongryun looked at Xu Liang’s back again.

He looked like an ordinary young man who would be found in any neighborhood, scratching his head wondering what was so difficult.

“…Who can say that he is uneducated and ignorant when he is just a strong and ignorant person?”