Chapter 161

Chapter 161

“Ugh!”
The sword, which was supposed to fly to Yin Yu, was stabbed into the foreheads of the men on either side of him, one in each hand.
“Hit him now!”
At the same time as Yin Yu’s shout, the Hyeonokguan Daoists besieging Buunseol began to unfurl their white horses.
Chaaaaaah!
With a strange rippling sound, dozens of strands of white horseshoes moved like living snakes, burrowing into Bu Eunseol’s body.
“Hmm.”
Snorting, Bu Eunseol lightly dodged the white horse.
In the meantime, the Hyun Jade Guan Daoists had switched to a two-layer encirclement.
Those who had moved forward were sharpening their white horseshoes like swords, attacking Bu Eunseol in close quarters, while those who had remained invisible were shooting white horseshoes from a distance.
Chirp! Chaaaah!
At close range, the white horseshoe was disguised as a sword and spear. At a distance, the original white horseshoe stretched out to its longest distance, aiming for the systemic uremia of the swollen tongue.
“One by one, starting with the nearest enemy.
It sounds like a dizzying tactic, but it’s actually simple.
The first thing you need to do is clear out the enemies that come at you first.
At that moment, a red glow emanated from Bu Eun-sul’s left fist.
As he fiercely drew up the qi in his body to unleash his kung fu, not only did his eyes glow, but his fists also glowed with anti-polarization.
Pow!
At the same time, five streaks of thunderbolts poured out of his left hand.
This was the climax of the Kwonma Chil ceremony.
“Dodge!”
Realizing that the outpouring of intangible power was too powerful to be stopped by the white horses, the Hyun Jade Guan Daoists scattered in all directions.
Thud!
But as if waiting for them to retreat, a black glow poured from the hilt.
Flash!
With each flash of black light that tore through the air, the retreating Hyun Jade Guan Daoists fell like logs.
“Bam!”
“Ouch!”
Those who missed or were grazed by the sword let out screams of agony.
The thirteen stalks of the greatsword’s powerful energy melted their veins like a torrent of fire.
“That guy!”
Yin Yu’s embarrassment was evident as Bu Eun Seol quickly disrupted the lineup.
He was well aware that Bu Eun-sul, who had defeated the great masters one after another, was a supreme master.
Because of this, even though we sent the powerful killing masters of the Hyunjade Pavilion…… collapsed in an instant?
“You mean this guy was a master of the Qin Dynasty who could break through the laws of the main hall in one fell swoop?
Actually, this was a mistake of latitude.
Ever since his arrival in the Murim, Bu Eunseol has been engaged in a one-on-one battle with those who use the Jin method.
This is why he became an expert at breaking the rules of the majority.
“Yuck!”
“Boom!”
A series of screams.
No one has ever been able to defend against the sword of the Sun.
No matter what technique you use, no matter what herb you use. It was blocked and swept away in one fell swoop.
“That’s good.”
Biting his lip, Yin Yu shouted.
“Unfold the Bai Maosu Jin!”
Bai Maoxujin.
It’s a mastery that alternates between white-knuckle memorization and extreme poison.
But this was Yin’s second mistake.
“It’s flimsy.
Bu Eunseol has experience in dealing with hellish blood demons.
This gave me the freedom to lock and unlock my breathing, as well as to use my martial arts naturally while practicing my chi kung.
In short, Bai Mao Shuijin’s poison memorization technique could not restrain him.
Spatulas. A spatula.
Every time Bu Eunseol’s martial sword danced, the Hyeonok Guan Daoists fell like straw bales.
From the right hand pours the Wuhan Tianliu, and from the left the Kungma Chilshik.
Occasionally, a sword would fly at the Hyun Jade Guan Daoists who attacked from a distance.
It was a non-supervisory non-dojo.
‘This is where the true spirit of non-supervision comes into play.
Tang Fei’s teachings weren’t just about killing enemies with swords.
He was even realizing the tactical utility of flying a sword to create a suitable opportunity or to stop the enemy’s movement.
“Yuck!”
“Crack!”
Then, a series of screams echoed from the rear.
When I turned around, I saw Zhen Zhen wielding a white bokken sword, cutting down a group of prefectural guards.
It was not a sharp blow, but those struck by her halberd were no longer able to move.
“That bitch…… must be a disciple of Gumkak.”
Yin Yu snorted at the sight of Zinc’s swordplay.
“Hmph, the disciple of the sword, …….”
But Yin Yu, who was smiling smugly, didn’t realize it.
That Zinc is not just an ordinary student of Sword Gak, but the designated successor to the next Sword Emperor.
“Ouch!”
“C’mon!”
The screams from the rear were incessant, and the line was collapsing.
“How did this happen.”
Yin Yu’s expression gradually hardened.
No matter how powerful Bu Eunsul’s Martial Art was, he only brought a hundred Xuan Jade Guan Daoists with him.
If it took a long time, I had a way to deal with it.
But what if the woman he thought was simply a disciple of Kung Fu was unleashing an attack on him that was on par with that of Bu Eun-sul?
The line was falling apart as Zhen Zhen took down all of the Hyun Jade Guards in the rear.
“Well, well…….”
Yin Yu opened his mouth.
In less than an hour, the hundred or so current members were cut in half.
Puddle.
Gritting his molars, Yin Yu exclaimed with this childlike expression on his face.
“Retreat!”
As they and Yin Yu retreated, the rain that had been pelting down as if it had been waiting for them eased.
Tuk Tuk Tuk.
There was blood all over her body.
Most of the blood belonged to the prefectural guards, but he had wounds, large and small, on his body as well.
“I don’t understand.”
Sheathing his sword in its scabbard, Zinc walked up to Boonsun and said.
“You said the ten gates don’t invade each other…… so why is the white mage attacking you?”
Bu Eun-sul said with a nonchalant expression.
“Because you killed the grandson of a white knight.”
“Excuse me?”
Zinc’s eyes narrowed.
How could the Ten Warriors of Nangyagak kill the grandson of the White Magician?
“If that happened, why wasn’t it known to the Murim?”
“The work of the Murim is not as simple as you think it is.”
“You don’t have to strain your eyes over something that’s not a big deal.”
Despite his words, Zinc’s expression remained rigid.
Killing the grandson of a white master is no small feat. You have defeated the enemies of one of the ten schools and the great heavens.
‘This man is not only quick with his hands, but he is also highly skilled.
Ami frowned deeply as she looked at the bodies of the Hyeonokgwan guild members lying around the floating snow.
In the time it took her to deal with the fifteen prefectural jade guards, Bu Eun-sul had slashed thirty-eight.
“…….”
But when the fight was over, Bu Eun-sul didn’t leave.
He bent down and began to examine the dead bodies.
His gaze was serious and serious, like he was admiring a great piece of art.
“You’re about an inch shallow, which is why you were able to swing your sword around twice after being struck…….”
Bu Eun-sul was now looking at the wounds on the corpses and reviewing her tricks.
“Is this guy out of his mind?
Zinc frowned at Ami.
Putting your face up to the living, breathing corpses you just killed to see what was wrong with your swordplay?
“……You did.”
But Boo-Eun-Seol doesn’t seem to mind, and keeps a close eye on the corpse.
When she finally saw the scars on the bodies that Zinc had treated, she said coldly.
“You’re doing something stupid.”
“Futile?”
Bu Eunseol, her gaze fixed on the corpses, said dully.
“Are you afraid they’ll see the scars and recognize your sword herb?”
“You’re welcome. Predicting second changes won’t make any difference.”
The power of a sword is highly dependent on the caster.
For example, the sideways slash of the sword is not the same as the sideways slash of the sword performed by the Three Ryu Martial Artist.
“If there was anything to be gained from what was left of the wound, there would be a group in the Murim that specialized in studying corpses.”
Zinc said confidently, but…… how could he have known?
Bu Eunseol has reached the highest level of the Beast, the Gongsim, and is able to feel and sense many things that normal people cannot see.
“Hmm.”
After examining all the wounds on the corpses, Buunsul nodded.
‘The sword is endless.
Her swordplay was suppressed, but subtle and ever-changing.
Zinc’s involvement in the battle has unwittingly expanded Buunsul’s horizons.
Eek.
Pulling himself to his feet, he dragged his wet body and started walking again.
Then, as if he couldn’t miss, Zinc followed suit.
Once out of the dense forest, I saw an old clearing at the base of the mountain.
As Bu Eun-sul passed through the gate, he saw the crumbling Daeungjeon in the foreground.
Tatatak.
After gathering branches from the surrounding trees and building a fire, Buunseol sat down on his butt on the corner dais.
Profit.
Zinc’s body puffed up as he followed.
She used the inner ball to dry herself and her wet clothes in one fell swoop.
‘Why isn’t he drying himself off.’
A Martial Artist can summon their inner qi in an instant to heat their body or dry their clothes.
However, even if you build a fire, she will sit in the corner without drying her wet body.
“That author is really weird.
I thought you were a vicious machete swordsman slaughtering a quietly lurking master of the cause.
In real life, Bu Eun-sul didn’t show any emotion like a Buddhist monk, and her every move was disciplined and stern.
“……!”
Staring at the reflection of the campfire, Zinc’s brow furrowed as he suddenly realized something.
He realized that he cared deeply about Boo-eun-sul.
“Do I, the author, care?
He’s just one of the ten warriors of Mado that he has to slay…….
After meeting Bu Eun-sul, her once lake-like mind was slightly disturbed.
A unique atmosphere. A powerful, yet lively martial art. And a great deal of bravery…….
He seemed to have everything that every woman in the world would be interested in.
“This shouldn’t be happening.
The sword art of the sword was represented by the single word “zheng”.
If she is unable to maintain the mental stillness of a Zen master, her swordsmanship will fall into the lower realms.
Woof.
Taking a deep breath, she stood up.
My mind cleared, and all my confusing emotions dissolved.
Sigh.
At that moment, Buunsul stood up and drew the sword behind his back.
“What’s going on?”
“The enemy is here.”
“Enemy?”
Zinc blinked.
What is the enemy around this silent lung?
“Oops.
It was then that her senses sounded an alarm. It was only now that she realized the horde was coming this way.
“You figured it out before I did?
As a practitioner of the sword art, her extrasensory perception was not at all inferior to the masters of her time.
No matter how deep in thought you were, she realized it faster than you did.
Jumbled.
At that moment, Buunsul walked out of Daewoongjeon.
As Zinc watched him walk out without hesitation, he realized something.
‘I didn’t need to be told.
You’re going to get soaked in blood again.
So you didn’t have to dry yourself off.
Duck.
Zinc shook his head as he drew his sword and turned to leave.
“He’s not my enemy anyway.”
Once upon a time, he was unwittingly drawn to Boo-eun-sul, but now it’s different.
Turning to leave, she unfurled her Divine Law and soared over the open roof.
He just wants to watch the snowflakes fight on the roof.
* * *
The forecourt of Daewoongjeon was filled with a hundred or so masked and shabbily dressed unmanned men.
Their eyes were all black with no whites.
Bizarre drones with red clothes and black eyes.
From a distance, they looked like demons who had risen through hell to feast on human flesh.
“This time it’s a poison pit.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, an elderly, unmasked man emerged from the crowd.
“You know your stuff.”
The old man’s entire body is stained black, as if he had been charcoaled.
So when he opened his mouth, his white teeth looked like the grotesque tusks of a beast.
He was the poisonous liquor of hell-bloodedness, Qin Zi Ming.
“I sent him a blood sugar, and he killed himself while messing around with some shamans.”
Qin Wushuang said, his eyes narrowing.
“Since you recognize Nobu, you must know the fears of the Blood Demons.”
Blood Reptile.
It is a poison that is made by injecting the five extreme poisons that the Infernal Bloods pride themselves on into the body through a device called a poison rod.
They were almost demonic beings, incapable of feeling pain or fear, moving like machines only to kill their enemies.
“Well done, you crawled out of the graveyard of bloodsuckers, bloodsuckers, and now poisonous rods.”
“Pfft, you’re doomed to never end well with your nature anyway.”
A deathly haze formed in the pupils of Qin Zi Ming’s eyes.
“You can never go to Mazen.”
“Every time I come across …… it’s annoying.”
“What?”
A red mist began to billow from the sword-raised body of the puffy snowman.
Because of the strong aerodynamic forces, the seismic waves are tangible and visible.
“Way to go Money…….”
A sunlike brilliance flashed from the pupils of his red mist-shrouded eyes.
“I’ll clean it up!”