Chapter 153

Needless to say, the culprit was Seok Woo-hyung.
The guests of honor are a force to be reckoned with, as they can always be counted on to help Zhang Sword Sanjiang.
He released mountain poison in advance to poison the guests of the Zhang Sword Mountain Lodge.
“I think it’s acid poison, mixed with a foul odor that makes me vomit!”
One of the guests, a man skilled in medicine, cried out.
The good news was that it was a non-lethal mountain poison, and most of the martial artists here were able to drive it out with their inner qi.
“I beg your pardon!”
The fallen martial artists turned and began to push the poison out with all their might.
The remaining martial artists of the Zhang Sword Mountain Village were perplexed. Instead of lending a helping hand, they were now forced to protect the guests.
“It’ll be over soon.
Myotian smiled triumphantly as he poured out the seal of death.
Seok Wu’s plan was so elaborate that he alone was able to confuse the unmanned staff of the Zhang Sword Mountain Hall and overpower Zhong Nam and the other masters.
Now all he has to do is take Han’s head and it’s all over.
Ching!
Suddenly, a crisp blackness echoed in the sky.
“……!”
At the same time, a white sword qi stormed down from above Miao Tianwu’s head.
“No?”
Miao Tianwu quickly tried to dodge the sword qi.
Wham!
The sword energy suddenly vanished before his eyes and dug into his back.
“Scented Cloud Sword?”
The sword Qi that poured out was the same as Han Shuo’s Incense Cloud Sword.
However, Han Sung’s sophistication and cunning surpassed his own, and he dug in at an inescapable angle.
“Big.”
Myo Tianwu eventually spun his body like a top and released the tension.
It was the life-saving herb of the seal, the Destruction Burning Heavenly Creation.
Parallax.
A continuous, rounded tension enveloped Miao Tianwu’s entire body.
But even with the life-saving herbs, the sword qi pierced through, leaving a deep gash in his forearm.
“Oops!
Myo Tianwu was struck in the left forearm by a sword, and was greatly disconcerted.
Pilgrim’s wound isn’t too bad, but the internal force of the sword qi has blocked a vein in his left forearm.
Percussion.
At the same time, a slender shadow descended from thin air beside Han Shuo.
“Blue?”
Han Sung’s mouth dropped open when he realized the woman had landed beside him.
The white-robed woman held a glowing white sword in one hand. It was Qing Chao, the Great Master of the Amifa.
“What are you doing here?”
A panicked Han shouts out to her,
Profit!
This time, a sharp cracking sound rang out from above Seokwoo’s head as he and his co-disciples faced off against Zongnan.
Lube!
The sound suddenly became a bombast that ripped through the air and dug into Seokwoo’s head.
Seok Woo-hyung tried to dodge, but the sensing Kangjung and Duak blocked his path in unison.
Pow!
In the end, a sharp sword qi shot out, and blood spurted from Seok Woo-hyung’s side.
Percussion.
At the same time, a large shadow landed out of thin air in front of Zhongnan and Co.
The shadow’s identity was a man in a navy blue robe.
His eyes are full of energy and his whole body is sharp.
Not only that, but at his waist hung a distinctive longsword with an arrow-like tip.
“Dotty?”
His eyes lit up when he realized that the sword he was holding was the sword used by the martial artists of the Jichang Sect.
“…… is a cilantro.”
He smiled and nodded.
“It’s the Guanxi Heaven of the divination.”
The school produced two great masters. One was Ling Zhiyu, a late entrant to the school, and the other was Guan Seok-tian, one of its greatest disciples.
-What’s the big deal about this guy?
The unexpected turn of events caused the onlookers to begin to murmur.
“Stalagmite. What is your business?”
Guan Suqian walked over and playfully replied to Han Shuo’s question.
“It’s been a while. One Warden.”
Han Sung blushed.
“Do they still tease you about it?”
When Han Sheng was practicing martial arts at the Wulin Academy. As he endured the grueling training, he once exclaimed, “I am the master of the Long Sword Mountain School!
From that day forward, Han’s nickname among the great masters became “Master Han.
“What’s going on? How can I get here without being told?”
Guan Shiqian smiled as Han Sheng narrowed his eyes.
“I heard that you were preparing to capture the Ten Demon Warriors at the Long Sword Mountain, so I came to lend you an arm.”
It seemed like an innocuous enough question, but Han’s expression immediately hardened.
The planning of the trap to capture the Ten Demon Warriors was a highly secretive affair, even within the Long Sword Mountain Village.
But when they heard the news, they came to help? Doesn’t that mean that there is someone in the Zhang Sword Mountain Village who is a ganja who carries news to the outside world?
Seeing Han Shuo’s expression, Guan Shuo Tian sighed.
“Don’t worry. You don’t think I’d leave three pieces in my friend’s house?”
His gaze was not on Han Sung, but on Han Youngbaek.
“Your father?”
Guan Suqian nodded, and Najik said.
“The master has asked us in private. In case things go wrong, can we help him?”
Han shook his head in shame.
In the end, the father didn’t trust his son’s abilities and asked for help.
That is, to yourself and your closest friends.
“Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”
“This was supposed to be a very stealthy operation. If we fool you, we’ll fool them.”
Han Sung was unhappy but couldn’t say anything.
In fact, if they hadn’t come, the plan would have been a complete failure, and he would have been killed.
* * *
The sudden appearance of the Counselors of the Cause of Jichang and Amifa.
Watching their conversation with Han Sung, Myo Tianwu sighed as he looked toward Seokwoo.
“You didn’t see that one coming.”
Seok Woo-hyung’s expression hardened slightly.
As a gunner, he always anticipated the unexpected and was always prepared.
But this time, it was a series of completely unexpected events.
“Where did the information leak from?
Seok Woo-hyung had spent a month scouring the area around the Zhang Sword Mountain Lodge to find their trap.
But how did he manage to get them to come without drawing attention to himself? How did Han Young-baek and the Cause Masters secretly communicate with each other?
“Was that it.”
As he thought about it, he quickly came up with an answer.
“You were trying to deal with me from this angle.”
Since joining the army, Seok Woo-hyung had distinguished himself by killing a series of Fu Cilantro.
It’s probably annoying to the ultra-clever.
We don’t want Seok Woo-hyung to be the successor to Mae-jeon by any means.
“We should have created our own intelligence force.”
Seok Woo-hyung muttered with a regretful expression.
He has always utilized the intelligence services of the Kremlin, so the Kremlin would have been able to see through his plans and actions.
And it was clear that someone among them had been secretly funneling information to the political faction to catch Seok Woo-hyung.
“Was that it?”
Realizing what was going on with Seokwoo, Myo Tianwu laughed heartily.
“I did the same thing in the main palace, which is why I was caught off guard in my first showdown with the Archmaster.”
Miao Tianwu said with a look of giving up on everything.
“From the time we signed up for the Ten Horsemen, we were doomed to fail.”
“No, this is also expected.”
“What?”
“I didn’t expect to be able to assassinate the High Priestess so easily every time.”
And Najik, raising his sword in triumph, said.
“I will never die. I will live and become the successor of my father.”
A powerful gust of wind surged through Shi Wuheng’s body.
As he pushed himself harder and harder, the energy in his body began to surge.
“Huh, that’s a lot of momentum.”
Guan Shiqian let out an exclamation of admiration as he watched.
“If we’d let those ten-horse…… bastards get away with it for years, we’d never have been able to win.”
“But that’s not going to happen.”
Then Qing Shui said coldly and drew his sword.
“After we take care of them, we’ll be sure to chase down and take care of the remaining Ten Warriors.”
Hearing Qing Shui’s words, Han Sung and Guan Shuo Tian nodded and took up their positions.
Then Kang Zhongliang, Duak, and five other masters each besieged Shouhua and Myotianwu.
Miao Tianwu gritted his teeth.
A vein in his left arm was twisted and blocked, and Seok Woo-hyung was bleeding from a long gash in his side.
Now all that’s left is to really die.
Flash!
Sun Gong was Guan Suqian’s silent sword method.
Behind him, the supreme Unsword of Fate, the Fengxiang Feng Sword, rained down from both sides, and from the rear, Zhongnan’s Quanwu Sword and the joint Seven Swords of the East.
In response, Miao Tianwu deployed one of the Three Great Seals of the Immortal Palace, the Sect of Extreme Destruction.
And Shi Wu Heng sowed the Extremely Fierce Blood Demon Sword, ten kinds of memorization, and five kinds of extreme poison.
However, the Extreme Death Seal was blocked by an endless stream of Xiangxiang Razor Cloud Swords, and Shi Wu Heng’s sword techniques and memorization were blocked by Guan Shi Tian’s Sunfire Sun Ritual and the sword arts of the masters.
“Whoa. Whoa.”
Myo Tianwu was breathing heavily with one arm outstretched, while Seokwoo Hang glared at his enemies, covered in blood.
“The poisonous servants of the Forty Doors, indeed.”
Guan Shuo Tian looked down at them and marveled.
I was on the verge of collapse, fending off attacks, trying to find a way through.
When an unstoppable predator came in, he would thrust his hips and back to reduce the damage.
If it were a one-on-one matchup, it would be a no-brainer.
“But that’s it.”
Qing Shui raised his white glowing sword above his head.
Realizing that they no longer have the strength to resist, he unleashes a final blow to their heads.
“Wait!”
Then Han Sung said with a frustrated expression.
“This is the Zhang Sword Mountain Resort, and what would be my dignity if Qing Mae killed the last one?”
In fact, he wants to have the reputation of slaying ten warriors, not the shame.
Qing Shui looked at Guan Suqian for a moment, gave a subtle smile, and then nodded.
“Please do.”
Are Qingchao and Guan Seok-tian so blunt in their reasoning that they want to give Han the honor of slaying the Ten Demon Warriors?
You’re welcome.
From here, three hundred guests watched the whole thing unfold.
Even if Han siege had slain the Ten Demon Warriors, we cannot ignore the contributions of Guan Suqian and Cheng Chaohuan.
‘I have no choice. The honor of the chapter must be preserved.
Of course, Han Sung was well aware of that fact.
But since all the schemes of the Janggum Sanjang have failed, …… this is the only way to establish your prestige as a warden.
“Thank you.”
Han Sung drew his sword and stepped in front of the two of them.
“Ten Horsemen. I’m afraid you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time!”
Han’s sword sliced through the air, decapitating a man,
Flash!
Suddenly, a meteor appears in the sky.
“……!”
But isn’t that meteor not making a holy arc in the sky, but rushing fiercely toward the land where Hanseatic is?
“Brother!”
Qing Shui realized it was a powerful sword technique and quickly blocked Han Shuo’s path.
Follow me!
A series of ear-splitting metallic clangs rang out as her bokken sliced through the thrusting sword qi.
“Ugh!”
At that moment, a muffled groan erupted from Qing Shui’s mouth.
The sword qi that poured out was too powerful to be dispelled in an instant.
“Ha!”
Eventually, even Guan Shi Tian stepped in and pushed the sword qi aside.
Ta-da!
The sword qi struck the Silent Sword Law and burrowed into the ground on the side of the Han city.
Boom!
Then, with a bang, there was a pit big enough for a bull.
The onlookers’ eyes widened.
-Who the hell fired this sword?
Tsui.
At that moment, a ghostly, masked shadow suddenly rose from the ground in front of Seokwoo and Myocheonwoo.
“You are…….”
The blade was set in the eyes of Seok Woo-hyung, who was resolute even in the face of death.
“Snow on the ground……!”
Even though he was wearing a mask, I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was a swollen snowman.