Chapter 78 Kill it.

“Cur……!”
Wen Yin Dao’s eyes widened.
You don’t have to look back to see it.
You realize that the man who sneaked up behind you and slashed at you with his halberd is your ally Jugum.
Why?
The gleam of disbelief and astonishment in their eyes.
One.
It was an instant realization.
That he planned to act this way from the beginning.
I did.
You’ve been taken advantage of.
He had calculated that if he used the Cold Blooded Seventy-Seven Sword, which exerted a polarizing force, the Iron Stream would be able to pour out a corresponding amount of power.
To drain his opponent’s energy one more time before he and I can really get going.
The previous series of preludes were just a precursor to that.
Not really.
Bam!
Zhou Gong lowered his sword and charged, stomping the ground.
The sword pierced by the single blade, and the newborns of the Wu Yin Dao and the Iron Flowing Stream were pushed forward by the force, slamming into the wall in that direction.
tsk, tsk-.
The wall that abuts the back of the iron streamer cracks.
“Billion!
Moon Bin was stunned to see the attack that had just flashed past him.
It was a force to be reckoned with.
Even though I’m familiar with its fearsome power, the sight of it sent chills down my spine.
Can Iron Currents Win? Anxiety sets in.
Meanwhile, Moon-in, with Dao between them, leaned over his shoulder and spilled the flesh.
“Hoot. I’m miming.”
The implications of what I just said should be obvious.
Chulryuhyeon’s series of inaction is a sign of his pride that he can do it.
That’s when Chul Ryu Hyeon nonchalantly answered.
“I knew it.”
A flash of light flashes over Zhuge Liang’s eyes.
Chul Ryuhyeon’s face remained unchanged.
He was completely expressionless.
At the same time, a strange feeling comes over me as I look into those eyes.
It was different from a distance.
What it is.
I wonder if emotions don’t exist in my heart.
Up close like this, their eyes, so calm and serene, are reminiscent of a bottomless abyss.
First time.
It’s more than familiar.
Like everyone who had ever come face-to-face with the Iron Currents, I was struck by an indescribable feeling when I came into close contact with their emotionless eyes and faces.
Of course, all that excitement was fleeting.
Ho-hum.
Hot!
Chulryuhyeon is in front of me on the left, and Moon Inin grabs Do Do by the throat and pushes him back slightly.
“Boom!”
Zoom, zoom, zoom.
Blood dripping on the floor.
His complexion changed instantly.
Dodged!
As expected.
He had intentionally sacrificed In-Do to avoid the surprise sword strike.
It dug into the side of his clothes, but narrowly missed penetrating his body.
“It’s not something you can easily imitate.”
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Enlai drew his own pet Spirit Sword.
wedge-!
A loud boom erupted as Zilsera’s Red Sword pierced through the man’s sternum.
Kwahaaaah!
The explosion of fleshy sword power, and the shattering of flesh as it is torn to shreds by the force.
In one swift motion, the Red Sword that had killed Yin Yin Dao continued its fierce momentum and struck Zhou Kai squarely in the center of his chest.
kaaaaaang-!
Sparks fly across the surface of the glove.
Chapter aaaaaaaaah!
An iron stream erupted across the back of his body, from head to toe, pushing him hard against his opponent.
Huhong-?
The two of them disappear, leaving behind a trail of heavy wind.
Quack- wazzy string!
Soon after, you hear a loud bang and vibrations coming from inside the building.
Moon Bin’s eyes reflexively turned there, sending ripples of light mixed with wonder.
‘……!’
The iron currents were moving away from me, and then, like a beam of light, they swept past me again and disappeared into a building with a shattered door.
A brief moment of anxiety turned into a chapter of anticipation.
Amazing.
It’s still powerful.
I wonder how many people in the region could have pushed him in such an ignorant manner.
The two main protagonists of the battle had disappeared into the building, leaving the rest of the group in the garden, the sound of clashing swords pounding in their ears.
Chop, chop, chop……!
Inside a building.
Chul Ryuhyeon slammed his Red Sword into the wall of the inner chamber with the same stance.
Cracks spiderwebbing around their backs, and the remains of countless relics scattered about.
That was a completely different combo than the one he just cast with Iron Mist Rush.
He didn’t just gather up all the Qi in his legs and kick the ground, but instead, the back of his body ferociously spewed out Qi as if he were a single dragon blood Chapter.
IQigong’s common sense is very much out of place.
He noticed it too.
I can’t believe you can channel that much energy into every vein in the back of your body at once.
I didn’t even realize it was happening until I felt the energy surge through my body.
I mentioned earlier that the flesh is the new recruit.
A rallying cry that hits home.
In any case, the earmuffs wrapped around the front and back of my upper torso absorbed most of the impact on my back.
That’s when the sterile voice pierced my eardrums.
“You tore my one and only expensive suit, so you deserve to have your armor shattered as well.”
Before Chu Liuhui could finish his sentence, Zhou Qiong struck the Red Sword that was touching his ears.
Kang-!
Soon after.
Boom!
A transversal sash spread across the window sill.
The Honor Sword, whose reputation has been enhanced by its nickname, the Honor Sword Car, draws a swift trajectory, carrying a heavy load of murderous intent.
In the blink of an eye, Hana Chuliuhon had bitten off a new life outside the radius of the crossing sword.
Static in the moment.
Zhou Gong’s gaze immediately settled on the Red Sword.
“Breaking the Eardrums?”
Two words: plastic and impossible.
It was a no-brainer.
The color of the blade and the overall look of the sword doesn’t look quite as polished as the Bo Sword or the Ming Sword, but that doesn’t take away from the sturdiness of the Earshield.
Even if he was defenselessly attacked with the full force of his inner strength, his body would be injured, and it was unlikely that his armor, which belonged to the category of Recruit, would be destroyed so easily.
The iron stain read his mind and said.
“I can do it, this is the sword that will be my new shinobi.”
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
“……!”
That’s the stuff that’s going to be the next great sword?
It’s not a joke, it’s not a bluff.
Yes.
Aside from his nonchalant demeanor, we’ve already established that he’s not the kind of person who would put false words in his mouth.
It makes me covet it for some reason.
It seems to be a phrase that goes in one ear and out the other.
“If you want it, take it away.”
The gruff voice of the Iron Currents, followed by the low, sullen voice of the Low.
“I’m all for it.”
At the same time, differently colored air currents shot out of their bodies, stirring the air in the room.
There are two types of air currents: white air currents symbolizing the Baekbakgumun martial arts and navy blue air currents symbolizing the Amyeongjeon martial arts.
kurrrrrrrrrrrrr
And just like that, the walls around them scream with the intense pressure of the two energies.
All of the treasures in the spacious boudoir are transparent and distorted.
He listened to the sounds made by the eardrums in his earpiece armor, amplifying the killing intent of the beast.
-Kill him! Cut off his breath!
Heard in its prime.
Chirik, chirik, chirik, chirik……
Like the fish scales that make up a suit of armor, the seams of every large, rounded piece of iron tremble and play a metallic tune.
The hideous piece of earwax on my abdomen also began to vibrate faintly.
Immediately after.
His eyes lit up with a gleam of recognition.
It looks like a goblin fire is blazing, and it’s creepy as hell as it wriggles around.
I wondered if it was the same prayer that radiated from him at the height of human life.
Soon, Chuliuhyeon and Zhou Gyum were making fun of each other’s hands.
Clack-clack-clack-!
Conflict between the Red Sword and the Honor Sword.
Kwahaaaang-!
The sword energy on their blades clashed, creating a massive shockwave that destroyed the boudoir and the entire colorful building.
Wajijijijiji, wajijijijiji……!
* * *
Trees clustered outside the manor’s western wall.
Cunningly concealed in the upper branches of one of the trees, Seo Moon Moon looked down on the situation inside the garden, a pair of eyes shining.
Hoot.
His red lips twitch slightly, hidden by his jet-black abdomen, forming a faint smile.
It was a battleground that was getting interesting.
Choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo-choo! Puff-puff-puff-puff-!
The iron flow traces were shattered by the chalk-black sword, which resembled a saw blade, axe blade, and sickle blade, all at once.
It’s pretty cool.
The high power of the Iron Stream.
Suddenly, a piercing scream rings out.
“Aaaahhh!”
The opponent has lost an arm before the Iron Stream Sword.
That wasn’t the end of it.
With Zhou Enlai now on his side, he approached from behind and plunged the Spirit Sword deep into the man’s back.
Next.
Bam!
Zhou Geng’s impetuous lunge sent the two men impaled on the blades crashing into the fence.
Just when I thought the iron curtain had finally fallen.
“Ho-ho.
As soon as the left-hander of the Iron Flowing Clouds grabs the throat of the man in front of him, Usu also moves quickly.
Kwahaaaah!
The literati who were caught in the middle of the iron flow and the lowly, their flesh was torn to shreds.
kaaaaaang-!
In a single breath, Iron Ripple and Zergam flashed into the building and disappeared.
As soon as he saw it, Seo Moonwol half rose to his feet.
‘Getting my hands on a ghost sword is out of the question…….’
First of all, the primary purpose is lost.
The entire booklet of necromancy tricks was lost in the iron flow.
“If the Iron Stream ever defeats him there, I will take my own sword and clean up the mess.
I was going to wait and see what would happen, and then kill the iron currents and the power source.
It was something that had to be done.
It was obvious that the person who had instructed him to look for the method would be reprimanded in the future, so it was the best option for him to prove that he had made an effort.
You’ve already thought of excuses for mission failures.
Even though I couldn’t get my hands on the booklet, it was due to an unexpected third party, so it was force majeure.
I’m sorry, but I can’t hold it in, so I’m hoping you’ll understand what it’s like to be a part of this…….
I needed to have something to back up my courtesy excuse.
That’s why we wanted to kill them all.
At least do that, so that the rebuke you’ll receive from a polite person will be less severe.
This rare horse, naturally assumed to be a spirit, shall be yours.
‘As much as I’d like to keep it, I’d rather give it to him, especially after the way things have gone.
Chicken instead of pheasant.
Since there’s no way to restore the art of haunted swordsmanship now that it’s been torn to shreds, it’s best to take a spirit-class horse with you.
Shhh.
Raising his head, he looked across to the forest outside the eastern wall and pulled out a small reflector.
It’s trying to send a covert signal to the Three Horsemen of the Apocalypse who are waiting there.
He quickly changed his mind and refurbished the reflector.
“No, no. I’ll go over there, because I think it’s better for you two to move together.
He doesn’t know yet.
The presence of a Dandychlora Psyche, who is currently surreptitiously observing a hiding place in the tall trees beyond.
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 79 (79 of 552)