Chapter 159

When they arrived at the front of the closed market, their nails were all blackened and their bodies all reeked of a foul odor.
They were poisonous people who had mastered the peak poison gong and naturally expelled the poison.
“Those guys!”
The youngest of the shamans, Young Sun, who had arrived behind Bu Eunseol’s back and was looking at the Hellbloods, spoke in a low voice.
“It’s Jade Qilong, the infernal blood sugar liquor.”
Jade Dragon. He was the master of the Bloodsuckers, said to have mastered the most grotesque poisonous attack in all of Hellblood.
Young He snorted, trying to swallow his embarrassment.
“I thought, “Why are you so confident, it’s a trap.”
The shamans believed that Bu Eun-sul was pretending to wander around alone, when in fact she had a group of hell-blooded masters in place.
“What the hell is this?
He was not alone in his panic.
When you arrive at the location of Buunseol, you find a group of Taoists dressed in Taoist robes.
“Shaman?”
Jade Qilin’s eyebrows twitched as he realized that the seven masters were standing in the shape of the Big Dipper.
“Why are all these smelly malkodos gathered here?”
The original purpose of the Jade Emperor was to deal with the swollen snow on the way to the battlefield.
In their eyes, Bu Eun-sul is the arch-enemy who killed the Blood Demon Lord Yang Ming and stole the Consular Divine Sword.
It would be unacceptable for him to be a candidate to succeed the Emperor.
“Stinky Malcodosa?”
Yinghe exclaimed, frowning.
“The Vindicators have come to dispose of the seeds of Mado that are disturbing the forest.”
Suddenly, Jade Qilin’s expression hardened.
If it’s the seeds of Mado, shouldn’t it also include the Jade Qilin and Blood Sugar Masters who came to deal with the swollen eyes?
At Ying He’s words, Jade Qilin coldly swept his gaze over the shamanic martial artist and Bu Eunsun, then coldly exclaimed, “You’re right.
“Sweep them all away at once!”
The blood sugar is one of the three great poisonous sugars of the Infernal Blooded. The crew has honed their Blood Poisoning Hand, one of the three great poisonous blades of the Infernal Blood, to three or more levels.
Furthermore, the hemotoxin lines they use are tightly packed in a net-like formation, making it very difficult to retreat once the line is established.
“Shaman, kill all of them!”
At that moment, Jade Qilin poured out a blood poisonous water ball behind Bu Eunseol’s back.
Kaaaaaah!
A powerful blood poison that can melt iron with its touch envelops Boonsun’s body,
Woohoo!
But the poison bounced off the intangible wall and was no longer accessible.
Bu Eun-sul used the Kwon Ma Ch’ien style of Kwon Ma Ch’ien to defeat the Blood Spirit Poisoner in one fell swoop.
“Hey!”
This angered Jade Qilin, who redoubled his attacks and unleashed another barrage.
But Bu Eun-sul had already dodged, and one of the shamans, Young-hyun, was caught in the poisonous ball.
“They!”
The rest of the shamans complied, and began to unleash their swords on the Bloodsuckers’ masters.
“You think the Bindis are afraid of a poison ball!”
The shamanic masters are a tight-knit group with one thing in common: pride.
As the poisoners of the Bloodsuckers spewed out their poisonous balls, she drew her Yang Sword and Xiao Qing Sword as if she were a woman, and pushed them back.
Ooooh.
Tzitzitzitz.
In the meantime, Bu Eun-sul had managed to sneak out of the battlefield with extreme speed.
“You’re good.
Standing behind a bush, Bu Eun-sul leisurely watched the battle between the shaman and the bloodsucker.
“You don’t care about the shaman at all… You don’t even care about the blood sugar beating.
He leaned back and watched the bloodshed between the shaman and the bloodsucker.
‘This is not a fight that will end easily’
This was the beginning of the end.
Despite being outnumbered, the bloodsuckers had the upper hand, but the martial artist had a plan, and he unleashed his defensive swordplay.
Their poisoning was very mild due to the impermeable black film.
‘Great defense, but lacking in sharpness, which is the hallmark of a non-partisan swordsman.
As most non-partisan swordsmanship was focused on defense, they lacked sharpness.
‘I’d rather have the Taegeukhye Sword. The Shaocheng Sword is no fun.
Bored, Bu Eunseol yawned as she watched the fight from afar.
“You stupid dopes, he’s in there!”
Jade Emperor Jade Qi Lung commanded his men, covered in blood.
He only now realizes that Bu Eun-sul is standing far away, away from the fight.
“What does that mean?”
The shamans didn’t seem to mind, and they practiced their swordsmanship with a vengeance.
Their placentas are mildly poisoned. Of course, they could have pushed the poison out with their magnificent lungs, but……
He was furious with the poisoners of his blood sugar, who were unrelenting.
“You wretched servants of the Mado, you have been wreaking havoc in the land and poisoning the innocent!”
Linghe shouted a thunderous comment.
“I will punish you in the main pars, so take it sweetly!”
Watching the shaman and Bloodsucker fight tooth and nail, Bu Eunseol turned away.
* * *
Bu Eun-sul exited the forest and entered a nearby village.
I was wandering around the place to do some yoga, but the place was packed with people around lunchtime.
“Let’s make a change.
Whenever he walked by, people would stare, like they were getting their eyes stamped.
Even so, he has a head larger than the average Zhang Zheng, and his long hair is a sight to behold, attracting the attention of both women and men alike.
“No, that’s a stupid idea.
While it is an easy way to alter the musculoskeletal structure of the face, it is a constant drain on the inner workings.
The problem is that despite the increased level of pores in the snow, it is always work that is consumed.
‘It can’t be helped. The reverse osteotomy involves rerouting and repositioning the internal resonator.’
Simply by changing the musculoskeletal structure of the face, the pathways and locations of the meridians are altered.
It interferes with the smooth inheritance of qi in the swollen tongue, and consumes the qi of the worker all the time.
“That would be good.
In an alleyway, just off the main street, there was a small café.
It’s so old that even the signboard that says it’s a guest house has been cut down. It was more like a place for locals looking for something cheap than a place for outsiders.
Profit.
When you open the door, you’ll see a view of a dilapidated drinking vessel.
I walked in around lunchtime and the place was deserted. There were no customers in sight.
“Welcome, Osiu.”
The old man who was clearing away the dishes greeted her.
With only seven tables, it seemed like the owner was carrying the bowls himself, rather than hiring a servant.
“What would you like to eat?”
With that said, the old man scratched his head in embarrassment.
“There’s nothing to eat but somen and dumplings, and nothing to drink but white liquor.”
“Then give me three bottles of white wine.”
After a sharp increase in tolerance, the food intake was significantly reduced.
Even if he didn’t eat for three days, he wouldn’t feel any hunger. This was because he had reached the Fifth Layer of the Antipolar Heart Law and had reached a state where his Qin Qi was constantly inherited.
Chirp.
I went from pouring one or two drinks to emptying three bottles.
I was just getting to my feet when I heard a clear voice behind me.
“Swollen Tongue.”
When she turned her head, a woman in white, wearing a cotton robe, approached her from the entrance of the room.
His cool, obsidian-cut eyes are so beautiful that they’ll capture your heart.
But his whole body radiated an uncommon majesty, and the sword at his waist seemed to emit a bone-chilling chill.
‘A master of the sword.
The bo sword hanging from the cotton woman’s waist was white down to the hilt.
There is only one school that utilizes these swords in the Martial Arts, the Sword Kak.
“Nangyagak, the ten masters, Buunsul. Is that right?”
As their eyes met, she felt like she was standing on a frozen lake.
“Sure.”
As she replied, a silver glint flashed in the cotton-clad woman’s eyes.
It’s as if he’s shooting black energy out of his eyes.
“I am Zinc, the disciple of the sword.”
She held up two fingers, palms together.
It was called the Lotus Happens, which means that the mind is like a lotus flower, untainted by suffering.
“The Sword Gak was also a member of the Wenmen sect.
It is said that all the disciples of K’ungak have long hair, but that is only because they are practicing the Great Feet.
Because of their roots at the gate, the disciples maintain a solemn demeanor.
“Do you have a favor for me?”
In response to Bu Eun-sul’s question, she spoke in a cold, low voice.
“You’ve been defeating the Great Masters ever since you arrived on the scene, do you admit that?”
That’s a stupid question.
Bu Eun-sul was a bit dumbfounded, but she looked at the cotton woman, Zhen Zhen, and nodded.
“Yes.”
“So you’re going to keep hurting your party’s cause?”
It was not Bu Eun-sul’s will that defeated the Great Master, but rather the Mage’s command.
Of course, the order to kill has now been suspended by the Demon Emperor, but…… the Ten Demon Warriors and the Cause are destined to clash anyway.
“Is that why you’ve come to throw up your hands?”
In response to a straightforward question, Zinc fixed his cold eyes on Swollen Snow’s face.
“If you continue to harm innocent political parties…….”
She continued in a cold voice.
“Inevitably, the main palace will have no choice but to open a killing field.”
The Gum Gak is a mysterious female sect of the Wulin that is extremely restrained in its activities.
They’ve even produced a great champion, but they’re not doing much of anything.
So much so, that even Bu Eun-sul, who had the characteristics of many powerful clans in his head, made an exception for the Sword Angle.
And then he sends a disciple down to the stronghold to punish himself.
“Are you also a High Priest of the Cause?”
Buunsul asked bitterly, and Zinc shook his head.
“No, I didn’t. I didn’t sign up for the Cause.”
“Then you must be the rightful heir to the sword.”
Her eyebrows rose slightly at the question, but she remained silent.
But that was a good enough answer.
‘Heirs, not masters of the cause…….’
For generations, the Sword Gak has defended the Faction Forest and dealt with the wicked.
Especially in the case of an untouchable Great Demon, he would send down his heirs, not ordinary disciples.
“Funny, I’ve become the evil one, the one the swordsman is wary of.”
As he drew up his Inner Gong, his eyes began to glow with a charcoal-like antipolar blood glow.
“Then let’s get started.”