Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 467

Episode 467

In the Murim Alliance (1)

Haaaaaaaa!

A terrible murderous spirit emanated from the enemy.

It was truly impossible to think of him as a person who had practiced martial arts. The severity of the killing almost reminded me of a demon who had trained in magic.

Yeonsim was surprised.

“Lord Moon!”

Jeongan was equally surprised.

No matter how corrupt it was, this was a life that went way beyond the limit. It would not be an exaggeration to say that his life was not only deviant from the way of Buddhism, but also from the way of human beings, and was a life of the way of human beings and demons.

Jeokyeon growled softly.

“Are you talking to me?!”

Yeon Ho-jeong didn’t even respond to Jeok-yeon’s words and spoke to Yang Cheon.

“All kinds of strange things are happening in the great fighting king’s nest.”

Yang Chen sighed.

“It would have been truly peaceful if I hadn’t gotten involved with you.”

“Permission?”

“You did everything and now you’re asking for permission?”

“But I’m the landlord.”

“What a shameless person you are.”

Yang Chen nodded.

“I’ll tell the congressman.”

As soon as those words were finished, Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand swept over her lower back.

Slurp.

Before he knew it, the Black Dragon was caught in his right hand. Although the ax was all black from the handle to the blade, it was a divine object with a strange luster.

The enemy’s lethality exploded.

“this guy!”

Flash!

Before the red kite hit the ground, a ray of pure white moonlight crossed Daejeon.

Tuk!

“…!”

Jeokyeon’s body froze.

She slowly looked down at her waistband.

Surprisingly, her sword was cut off with its sheath intact and fell to the ground.

‘when?!’

I didn’t even see the moment of departure. It was as fast as a beam of light.

“Where are you looking?”

The startled Jeokyeon unfolded a stern attack behind his back.

Whoa!

It was a shocking moment. This is because as soon as Jeok Yeon’s experience of the Avalokitesvara God’s Explosion came out, everything was scattered.

Soon, Yeon Ho-jeong’s left hand grabbed Jeok-yeon’s wrist.

Crump!

“Kaaak!”

Jeokyeon kneeled down without realizing it. My spine was numb from the ignorant power coming through my broken wrist.

Yeon Ho-jeong said coldly.

“Do not harm yourself or others with inferior martial arts and return to your status as a practitioner.”

His feet split the air.

Whoa!

With the sound of a drum exploding, a red kite flew into the middle of Daejeon, spouting blood.

That was the end of it.

Yeon Hojeong’s toe accurately broke Jeok Yeon’s dantian. The Qi and Sea acupoints were destroyed and the dantian was shattered into pieces. The effort accumulated throughout one’s life has returned to nothing.

Jeokyeon, who was shaking, fainted. If Yeon Ho-jeong had not taken matters into his own hands, all his five organs and six parts would have been shattered and he would have died on the spot.

Yang Cheon quietly exclaimed in admiration.

‘It’s definitely changed.’

It was different from the time when I competed with myself.

If we talk about the state, there is not much difference. Yao (?) is a way to implement martial arts.

Yeonhojeong’s martial arts can be summed up in two words.

Killing and destruction.

So it was ferocious, effective, and extremely powerful. It is ultra-violence that completely destroys the opponent with extreme sense of actual combat.

But now?

‘It’s decomposition.’

Even if you don’t have to see blood with an extreme martial arts attack, it preempts the opponent’s martial arts attack and completely dismantles it to neutralize it.

The ability to catch the enemy off guard is still there, but whereas in the past he would have completely destroyed the opponent by sharing his hand with them, now he can destroy the opponent before they even use martial arts.

Even the process of destruction was different. The method has changed from breaking, destroying, and exploding to completely neutralizing it.

It was truly an impressive move. It was a much greater martial arts attack than a flashy and powerful martial arts attack.

Even more so, no matter how excited he was, isn’t the Red Yan’s martial arts skills at the level of a sect’s master?

‘That guy has really reached the end now.’

The state of martial arts.

Standing in front of the legendary sea called the Polar Land, you are looking at the endlessly expanding ocean.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Yeon-sim.

Yeonsim’s eyes were shaking as if there had been an earthquake.

Yeon Ho-jeong asked.

“Do you want to avenge your teacher?”

Yeon-sim had already drawn her sword. The moment Yeon Ho-jeong’s ax cut the teacher’s sword in two, Yeon-sim pulled out her sword to stop the fight.

But I couldn’t do anything.

‘You can’t win.’

It wasn’t just that they couldn’t stop it because it was a difficult opponent to beat.

‘…such martial arts skills?’

It’s an impossible tactic that she can’t use right now.

No, I witnessed a level of martial arts that made me wonder if I would be able to apply the same method to my body even if I tried endlessly in the future.

That feeling of helplessness bound Yeonsim’s body.

People called that feeling of helplessness another word for defeat.

Yeon Ho-jeong said calmly.

“Do you know what the conversation I had with Buju meant?”

“…?”

“The fact that the Botaam you know is different from before is all the work of careless people over there.”

Yeonsim, surprised, looked at Yangcheon.

Yang Chen chuckled and rested his chin. It seemed as if he had nothing to worry about, and not even a trace of guilt was visible.

Yeonsim asked in a trembling voice.

“The Vice Lord said that?”

“Yes.”

“Why why?!”

Yangcheon answered in a tone that seemed refreshing.

“Because I wanted to obtain the power of Bottas.”

It was a simple word, but I felt a terrible possessiveness in it.

It was a desire so simple and personal that it gave me goosebumps. Yeonsim felt fear before anger at the depth of that desire.

The world can be so ruined simply by Kang-ho becoming someone’s target. This is what it means to say that the world can change with just one person’s will.

“…So we came to the enemy who created the text and begged for help?”

“enemy?”

Yang Cheon said as if it was fun.

“If you had truly followed the way of Buddha, you would not have viewed me as an enemy. “Isn’t the reason you consider me an enemy because you also hated Botha’s oppression?”

It is sophistry.

A peaceful temple that follows Buddhism. It is bad enough to have sown the seeds of discord in Botha, who views the world according to his own definition. Yeonsim thought so.

And such thoughts of love were indeed correct.

The problem was with her.

“Admit it. You do not associate with Buddhism. “They want to go out into the world and make a name for themselves and develop their talents.”

Yeonsim could not refute anything. Knowing that he had been shaken by Yang Cheon’s words just a moment ago, he did not dare to tell a lie.

Yang Chen said in a decisive tone.

“The collapse of Botha was caused by your light practice, which became so lax that it could not withstand even the slightest degree of discord. Of course, I knew that, so I took steps to resolve the conflict.”

This too is sophistry. If Yang Cheon hadn’t acted in the first place, Botha wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. If a robbery occurs, the robber should be held accountable, and the rich should not be criticized.

but.

‘….’

Yeonsim couldn’t take her mouth off this time again.

Yangcheon was said to be an alien. If it were Shaolin, would it have collapsed due to such level of division?

This was a matter of performance before it was a matter of martial arts or value. It was unfortunate that he was robbed, but the lightness of his performance as a double inspector was also something to reflect on.

Yang Chen said.

“Say it clearly. I want to get my hands on you. Your talent is truly amazing. “Chief Byeoksanho said you were a sword that might break at any moment, but from what I’ve seen, you’re already great.”

I meant it. Yeon-sim’s martial arts skills were better than Jeong-an’s. Even if you compare it to Yeonhojeong right now, there isn’t much of a difference.

“You know, Botha, you can’t go back to the past. At least for now. So to speak…”

Yang Chen set his chin.

“Everything that bound you, oppressed you, and sanctioned you has all been destroyed. In other words, it is an opportunity to throw away everything for the life you truly want.”

“…!”

“Opportunities like this don’t come around often. Throw away the illegal things that are not even in your heart and come to me. “I promise you much faster and clearer progress than growing up under Botha’s soft teachings.”

A soft smile appeared on Yang Chen’s cold and arrogant face.

“I want you to become a true swordsman who protects Buddhism, not a half-hearted swordsman who can’t even show his skills properly.”

It was such a seductive word that it gave me goosebumps.

It was even more persuasive because the person who said it was Tuwang Yangcheon.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled bitterly.

‘You’re really greedy.’

I have no intention of criticizing Yang Cheon. That’s where you and him end up.

However, I thought it was admirable that he had the audacity to say something like that to the descendants of the clan he had destroyed.

Yang Cheon, who was quietly looking at Yeon-sim, nodded.

“It won’t be easy to decide right away.”

“….”

“No matter what, that half-assed monk over there is the head of Lotus Gate and your teacher. “From my perspective, I don’t have the qualifications to be a teacher, but in the face of human affection, there is no need to discuss a person’s value.”

Yang Cheon buried his body in Taesa Temple.

“Go to the medical room with your teacher. Think about it while caring for your teacher. “I can give you as much time as you want.”

Yeonsim, who was looking at Yang Cheon with trembling eyes, eventually slumped her shoulders. Right now she couldn’t say anything.

So, Jeok-yeon and Yeon-sim went to Daejeon with the warriors of Mukryong.

“How was it?”

Yang Cheon smiled at Yeon Ho Jeong.

“Did you see my greed in trying to kill two birds with one stone?”

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“And then I’ll pretend.”

“It’s because I’m a big eater.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Jeong-an.

Jeongan also seemed to be full of confusion. However, the clear and deep eyes were still emitting the right light.

“Things have turned out a bit strangely.”

“…okay.”

“Whatever it is, it will be of sufficient help in rebuilding Botha.”

Wanted revenge.

Those things had to be forgotten for now. Because there is no power.

Jeongan, who was taking a deep breath, swept his arms towards Yangcheon.

“This is how I leave today. It was an honor to meet you.”

Yang Chen’s eyes lit up.

“today? “Do you plan on coming again next time?”

“At that time, it will come as powerful justice.”

Yangcheon, who was looking down at Jeongan with strange eyes, said with a shocked face.

“Once again, there are many talented people around you.”

Yeon Ho-jeong winked at Kang Ryang.

Kang-ryang said to Jeong-an.

“Let’s get away for a while.”

So Kang Ryang and Jeong An also left Daejeon.

“Whoa.”

Yang Cheon, a man alone, sighed softly. It was a sigh full of regret.

“Still, I feel relieved to hear that you are coming.”

Yeon Ho-jeong said.

“It’s not coming right away. “I have to get permission from there too.”

“You can carry out that much on your own, right?”

“I say so.”

“So when can you come?”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.

“The Murim Alliance has some business to take care of. “Let’s deal with that first.”

“Leave most things to others. “That’s why it’s so busy.”

“Because this is something that must be handled directly.”

“What’s going on?”

“There is Sejak.”

“…?!”

“There are three works of martial arts among the Murim League.”

Yang Chen’s eyes grew cold.

“…I need you there. I definitely need you.”