Chapter 195 Coming Together

Qin Chao looked over at the apprentice at his feet.
For now, there’s no trauma.
You can see traces of blood in the corners of your mouth.
The aftermath.
Definitely.
If so, you’re probably confused by the blood in your body.
A nagging question.
Did I get hit?
As rumored?
Several of the Ciadans moved quickly to check on Zong Ping, who was lying on the ground, and carried him to the rear.
That’s when I hear Iron Curtain’s bland voice again.
“Feed him. He only took one hit and he’s getting worse.”
The bloodthirsty Jin Zhaoge shot a frightening glare at the front.
“How dare you!”
As soon as the angry shout came out, a man standing behind him shot forward.
Bam!
A middle-aged swordsman charging with a curved machete drawn.
He was the Vice Patriarch of Siadan.
Weddings-!
A crossing spell cast across a gap in one fell swoop.
Like the sharp teeth of a bird of prey.
Poof-!
At the same time as the fleshy bombast.
Fingrrrrr-.
The earth and sky turned over in rapid succession.
This is an overhead view.
His body spun and spun and spun and spun as he was thrown back out into the street.
A rough hand touched me as I felt dizzy and lightheaded.
Warak-tuck!
Two of the Shi’ar jumped out in astonishment and barely caught him before he fell to the ground.
Eom Baeksang, who had been steadied by Su Ha’s hand, immediately bowed low to the ground and drew blood.
“Welp……!”
Blood soaking the floor red.
With one swipe of his hand, a major vein shuddered in front of him, leaving him with an internal wound.
The crowd began to stir at the sight of the iron streak’s ineffectiveness.
The placenta was a Muriman.
“Did you just see……?”
“It’s huge.”
“Oh my God.”
“I can’t believe that Uhm Baek-sang got internal injuries in a matter of days…….”
“Well, maybe the rumors are all true…….”
“By the way, this is going to get us into a big fight.”
The same is true for Xirangdomun.
The Shi’ites were visibly agitated.
I was shocked because I knew what Uhm Baek-sang was doing.
Also.
Trickle-down economics.
“You’re good!
It was then that I realized.
The iron streak is a real exhaust powerhouse.
Plus, he had ejaculate in his hand.
It was a no-brainer.
Even though Uhm Baek-sang was a higher ranked martial artist, he was below his student, Jong-pyeong.
Yukgeumgang, standing next to Qin Zhaoge, smiled curiously.
‘This is interesting, they’re adjusting the force because they’re worried about hurting people around them.
May the iron currents be short-lived.
“Taste.”
And Jinjo laughed.
“Eek.”
The corners of his mouth twitch upward.
Windowpane.
evil
A man walks forward with the sound of a knife being gently drawn.
He was the cousin of the defeated Umbrella King and the master of the Shiadan.
“On behalf of my cousin, I will restore the trampled pride of the Order.”
Wielding the machete, the signature weapon of the Shiadan, his prayers were exceptional for a master of the Shirang Do door.
Jay factor of the sirandominus.
Yes.
Commonly referred to by his sobriquet, Marked Sword, Umbrella King’s prefectural rank was higher than that of his literary enemy, Zong Ping.
But he knows it himself.
You can’t win easily.
Still, I had to get out in front.
As a famous Danju…….
That’s when I hear the stern voice of Jinzo.
“Bite.”
Umbrella flinched and turned his head.
“Sir.”
“You already knew his power.”
“haona…….”
“The rest is mine.”
“Hmm…… Yes, I see.”
Wives Two people passing each other as if they were swapping places.
Jumbled.
Qin Zhaoge didn’t stop walking, but continued straight ahead until he came to the front where the trace of iron stood.
Before I knew it, the stuttering was gone.
Everyone held their breath as they stared at the figure of Chu Liuhui and Qin Zhaoge.
Tensions are high as the two meet face-to-face.
“That’s interesting.
As he muttered that to himself, Qin Wushuang’s eyes flickered slightly.
I’m new to this.
Such a nonchalant face.
It’s as if he’s emptied himself of all the emotions that every human being harbors…….
That’s not all.
It was also strange to stand on the ground and not even feel the power flowing through my body.
Perhaps an extremely stealthy martial artist.
No, it doesn’t.
Regardless of the status of the fallen Hundred Sword Gate, the martial artists within it are famous.
It may come as a surprise to you that there are other attributes to study besides the Inner Workings that lead to chalkblack.
I want to know.
Hidden Power.
A mixture of curiosity and amusement crosses his face.
“Huh, you sure you’ve got your shit together, ironclad?”
Chulryuhyeon threw back the question that Qin Zhaoge had asked.
“Are you confident?”
Then the antitussive no longer hid its life.
kwak-
A hand gripping the hilt of a sword.
Every bolded word shows the depth of his practice.
It was a simple gesture, but it was intimidating.
The ferocity of the Arandogu’s fearsome swordplay, like that of a ravenous Iri, is conveyed in every small movement.
By the way.
Halt.
Suddenly, a transparent ripple spread across Qin Zhaoge’s pupils.
‘……!’
It was the insensitive response of the ironclad.
As soon as I gripped the hilt, I knew he would move.
It’s not even moving in unison.
They’re just giving you a blank stare that doesn’t tell you anything.
“It’s different!
It was unlike anything I’d ever fought before.
I can’t get the numbers to work.
Once you’ve drawn your sword, how do you swing it…….
Was it a mistake to close the distance in the first place?
Looking into his eyes, it’s like he’s looking right into my head.
A voice that sounds like a series of steps.
“You only get one chance.”
Qin Wushuang’s eyebrows twitched when he heard Chu Liuhui’s words.
‘……!’
You’ve read between the lines.
What you just said was a warning that if you don’t kill it in one fell swoop, you’re going to get yourself killed.
It’s a thing.
This guy is.
An ominous sense of foreboding sets in.
Somehow it really feels like it’s going to happen…….
Then.
another, another, another-.
A man on horseback pushed his way through the crowd and approached.
“Isn’t the right order to ask why you’re doing this?”
At the same time, Jinjo’s complexion changed.
“You are…….”
Inma’s identity was Xinfeng and Fengsha.
There was a lot of chatter here and there.
“Huh? It’s a shattering blade.”
“Bankruptcy Review Beware……?”
“Yes. A disciple of the Nangpo Sword Master.”
Bunsa soon found himself standing next to the tracks.
Seeing that, Qin Zhaoge’s eyes flashed with a fierce intensity.
“You’re in cahoots!”
Just as Bunsa was about to say something.
-Heh. The young man is not wrong, how could he be?
A sextant rang out, and a figure plummeted from the roof of a nearby building.
You can tell you’re a master just by looking at his feathery movements.
The owner of the Sixth Dimension was an old man in his seventies with a clean-cut appearance.
Clad in a white robe and wearing a gentle expression, his identity was the Heavenly Mu Dao Master, the head of the Xiangshan Sect.
Soon enough, there were bounces here and there.
“Wow!”
“It’s the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood!”
“I’ve never seen this before!”
Everyone was as excited as you and I when the most powerful martial artist in Honam, the Immortal Sword Master, also known as the Bai Yun Sword Master, suddenly appeared.
Soon after, Chen Mu Dao stroked his long beard and took his place beside Chu Liuhui, and Qin Wushuang released his grip on the hilt of his sword and quickly stepped back.
“Big! White Cloud Sword Ball!
My side ached unnecessarily.
This is the area where I used to share the palm of my hand with Cheonmoo Dojo.
Then, from behind, Taegon Yukgeumgang quietly approached.
“Apparently you don’t like ironclad.”
“Well, I guess so.”
“We can’t ignore his name value…… if only he would show up and take our side in times like this.”
As if the yukkeumgang wasn’t good enough, the taste buds are back.
The “he” I just mentioned was the current Palace Master of the Qin Tian Sword Palace, the supreme leader of the Four Sect Faction, who, like Yi Gong of the Hunan Five Elements, was vying for the highest position in the Hubei Hexapolar Star.
Not really.
-Oh, long time no see.
Someone’s hexagonal discharges have gone off again.
Followed by.
flutter-flutter
With the sound of a long cannon being fired, Han Yin-Ying appeared out of thin air and landed with a thud.
A swordsman in his sixties, with a long beard over two inches long and ash-colored hair framed by a yellow dragon ornament.
The pair of bonnets perched above his stern face cast a light as sharp as a blade, and the air around where he stood seemed heavy as a rock.
It was intimidating.
Dressed in black robes embroidered with longsword designs, he resembled a god descending to earth.
“Qin Tian Sword Archer!”
The din grew louder as someone shouted.
Wei Taigong, Lord of the Qin Tian Sword Palace.
As expected of Yukgeumgang, a powerhouse has emerged in the highest ranks of the Hubei Sextant.
A giant of the Sect, said to be able to overwhelm everyone with the so-called Black Lunar Sword Lord, moved Xin Xing.
Chuck, chuck, chuck……
The atmosphere seemed to wriggle with every step Weetagong took.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Yuk Geumkang and Qin Zhaoge, his gaze darting forward, and asked.
“Does Brother Zhang Wen have the heart to intervene in this fight?”
It’s straightforward.
Like a personality.
Even his voice was majestic as he spoke of the difficulty of finding an opponent with a sword in the entire Hubei region.
Hana Tianmu Dojo was laid back.
“Uh-huh. Well, I guess we’ll have to hear…… first to see if this is a fight or not.”
Suddenly, the crowd in one direction splits right and left.
Next.
jerky…….
A middle-aged man in a white robe approached, revealing a long, intangible prayer.
With a black beard that reached to his chest, and a bushy eyebrow, his appearance was so outstanding that he was compared to Wei Taigong of the Black Sword Army.
Also.
The majesty that surrounds and flows through the neologism.
At first glance, it was an unremarkable white uniform.
A dizzying array of yellow lines on a pure white background…….
The man recognized the clothes immediately and let out another pointed exclamation.
“Wow!”
“Lightning bolt!”
“Thundercloud Sword Ball!”
“The famous Hunan region’s science and technology are all in one place……!”
Thundercloud Swordsman Wei Zhiyiam, the master of the Zheng Sect’s Electric Lightning Gate and one of the greatest masters of the Honan Five Masters.
Looking at him, Weetagong said with a faint smile.
“Hooray, it’s the auspicious day.”
The gathering of such a large number of powerhouses representing Hunan and Hubei brought a strange aura to the streets.