Chapter 79 The Masked Men

A thunderous roar echoes through the air of the forest.
Kwaha’aang……
The pupils of the blemish, crouching atop a leafy old tree with fallen foliage, widened.
It was a glow of surprise.
Caught in the middle of the scene that created the roar, between Chuliuhyeon and Zhou Geng, Moon Yin saw the final moments of the horrific explosion of Dao’s body.
kaaaaaang……
A stinging pounding in your ears that doesn’t leave a gap.
The Red Sword that had killed Dao was still there, the metallic sound of it slamming into his ears.
As soon as you do.
Shhh.
In the blink of an eye, the figures of Chulhyeon and Zhou Geom disappeared into the building beyond.
Next.
……
Faint sounds and vibrations were detected across the street, possibly from the boudoir wall.
Nuhm marveled, his mouth gaping open from behind his black mask.
“Huh, that’s scary.
A strange shiver ran through his body as he saw the swift, fierce blows of the iron stream.
But after a moment of wonder, he lifts his head and stares at the forest on the other side of the fence.
“Well, I see you’re still waiting to see what happens in the gut.
We haven’t heard anything from Seomunwol yet, so we’re going to wait and see.
Suddenly.
Hmmm.
Nuhm quickly turned his head back, feeling as if someone was watching him.
The color of the recording in your field of vision.
‘…….’
Its jet-black eyes move silently, scanning the dead trees around it, one by one.
But.
“Hmm.
Nothing else stood out.
It’s just the wind gently rustling the green leaves.
The sharp look in his eyes quickly subsides.
“Maybe I’m just a little sensitive because it’s my job.
Right now, Chu Liuhui and company are fighting their own battles in the manor, and there’s no telling who could be hiding here.
Earlier, we identified the number of people on horseback.
Three.
Chul Ryu-hyeon holding the reins, Ip Hwan and Gyomukgak seated behind him, and no other martial artists from the Baekbak Sword Gate were visible.
But…… why.
Looks like there’s more.
I can’t shake this weird feeling that’s hard to explain.
It was weird.
This was not a common occurrence.
“Come on.
Nuhm tilted his head forward again, facing the forest on the other side, and activated his Inner Gong.
It’s just a subconscious instinct.
Just as he was getting ready to make his move, a loud bang rang out from the building in the manor, shaking the air around him.
Kwahaaaang-!
It’s walls, it’s roof, it’s pillars, and it’s falling to pieces.
Debris ricochets upward, followed by a cloud of dust.
Most likely, the explosion was caused by the collision of the Iron Stream and his sword power.
Ho-hum.
“Oops!
Nuhum’s face stiffened in surprise.
Stealth.
He felt a sharp movement coming from behind him, touching his senses.
Papat!
The blemish quickly ducked downward, reaching out with both hands to grab hold of a branch and hang on.
Look straight up.
‘……!’
A spirit has just appeared in the spot where you were.
An unwelcome visitor approaches like a ghost, stepping on a branch.
It was a close call.
I had a weird feeling that kept coming over me, so I sharpened up my senses, including my mood, or I would have given my back to this mysterious figure.
This is why it’s sometimes scary to have an unknown sixth sense.
Because even though it’s just a vague instinctive hunch, sometimes it’s eerily accurate.
Like right now.
Who.
This being, whose arrival was timed to coincide with the destruction of the manor’s buildings.
It has no weapons on its body, but it is clearly unmanned.
This is not good.
A sense of foreboding heightens the tension in the scene.
He must have been a master at hiding his presence amidst the roar and vibrations that echoed through the forest.
I don’t know what the real purpose is.
He’s not showing any animosity or murderous intent.
Still, it’s unlikely to be beneficial to this mission.
First of all, the approach is very suspicious from the outside.
It was inevitable.
Like Nuhm himself, the unwelcome visitor upstairs wore a black mask to hide his identity, which was understandably suspicious.
Imagine the look on his face when he realizes that the masked figure is actually Danduitis, a mastermind who retired thirty years ago.
“You’re nimble.”
Before the short muttering was finished, the pirate dropped down, his eyes fixed on his opponent below.
Wham-!
Jilsera stretched out her paw and snapped a large tree trunk, and the garage moved to the next dead tree.
Pah, pah, pah, pah……!
The bird alternately kicks at both old trees, heading for the ground beneath them in a razor-like motion.
Tatat.
Just as he was about to hit the ground and run off without looking back, Syeopyo landed not far in front of him, blocking his path.
“Great, that’s fast.
Stopping in his tracks, Nuhum turned around without a second thought and stomped across the ground.
A breeze through the dense trees.
Tata tata tatata ― Whistle, whistle, whistle – !
Because of the need to conceal his identity, Seo Wenxue didn’t perform his own ascension techniques, but the movements themselves were excellent.
If it’s obvious, it should be obvious.
With a total of three groups, the Zilfeng Clan was one of the major military organizations that represented the great stature of the Western Wen Clan, and the martial prowess of each group was only marginally surpassed by the skills of the cadres of a small clan.
Compared to the Sect Master here right now, the reputation of the Three Sect Master was even higher than that of the Cold-Blooded Black Martial Saint who had died earlier.
But.
Pod-!
The man looking down at his feet, a man of learning, had caught up to the pace of the clouds.
Subtitles.
The legend of a former warrior martial artist known as Guillotine, who retired after slaying a total of one hundred wicked people over the course of twenty years.
Having outpaced Numhum, the latter repeatedly blocked his path at a distance of a dozen paces.
‘Before you know it……!
Startled, Nuhm didn’t stop running, just turned sideways and quickly made his way through the trees again.
It’s an exquisite rhyme.
It’s almost reminiscent of the movement of a nimble squirrel.
One.
Pod!
Another mark appeared out of nowhere, ten feet in front of me.
“Chirp!
Nu Hmu bit her lips tightly under her mask, sharply changing the direction of her unicorn.
The situation was unexpected, so I had to go to where Seomunwol was, but I didn’t have time to figure out how to get there.
How much did it run.
Just when you think you’ve finally caught up, you hear a voice.
“That’s it.”
At the same time, a newer version of the flaw came to a stop on the grass.
“Holy shit, what the hell is that……!
This is because there’s a sign ten feet in front of you.
Nuhm immediately clutched the hilt of his sword at his side.
It was a declaration of his intention to use force to solve the problem, as he could not continue to waste his energy through luck alone.
Xue Fei didn’t move, but spoke in a low voice, gently chiding him.
“Don’t worry too much. I’m not trying to take your life.”
“…….”
“You’re a swordsman of great speed and skill, I’m guessing you’re quite the name.”
“…….”
“What was your purpose in sneaking around and watching the situation in the manor?”
Nuhm muttered to himself as he listened.
‘That voice…… is obviously an old, unattended person.’
He asked with a cursory glance at the other man’s age.
“Shouldn’t you start by stating your purpose?”
“Hmmm. Looks like it’s not going to be a few words…….”
Without hesitation, Nu Hm drew his sword from its scabbard.
Thrrrr.
Sopheo, on the other hand, stood unmoving, his head turned to stare off into the forest beyond.
“Gee, you’ve gotten pretty far from where your master is.”
Immediately afterward, the blemish’s complexion changes.
“What!
I realized in hindsight.
That your opponent intentionally played catch-up to get you to Yes.
‘I can’t believe they even know you’re lurking……!
The question is meaningless.
The only way to solve it is with brute force.
At the same moment that Nuhm held his sword in front of his chest and opened up Fighting and Living, Xue Fei picked up a long branch that had fallen to the ground.
“Instead of ordnance?”
“Whatever.”
“Huh, crazy…….”
“You threw away your sword early, so I’ll deal with you with this branch.”
“Yeah, you’ll regret it. Old man with no name.”
“Hmm. Well.”
The mood was polarized as they stood face to face in the grass.
The flaws were radiating speculation and life, as if they were united in revenge and resentment.
On the other hand, Syeopyo’s demeanor was laid-back, as if he’d just gone for a walk.
His eyes widening, Nuhm decided to use a sword technique he’d been practicing for just such an occasion.
Martial Arts Sword Method.
This is the study of a long-defunct kendo school with a fancy sword dance.
It was a cover story.
The Xu Wen Se family’s set of characteristics were widely known, so they had no choice but to use the Martial Art of Swords, as their opponents would see right through them.
Bam!
Nhuum pushes off the ground with the balls of his feet.
He stood in front of his opponent, teasing his sword, drawing one sharp trajectory after another.
Swish , swish , swish – !
The movement of the blade is reminiscent of a sword dance.
The various herbivores of the Martial Art of Swords were unleashed in a never-ending circle, overwhelming the Xue Fei.
But.
Whiz, whiz, whiz-!
Xue Fei was quicker than that, dodging a series of sword taxes.
It’s like a tiny minnow escaping through a net.
He leans back, cranes his neck to the side, and stretches his legs out to deflect the attack of the Wu Ryu Sword Technique.
Nuhm couldn’t help but admire the hand that held the sword, even as he busied himself with teasing it.
“That’s great!
Everything is flowing and smooth, and it’s just jaw-dropping.
It was as if a remarkable transformation had taken place in such a simple gesture, neutralizing the Martial Arts.
“Ha!”
With a roar, Nuhm infused his sword with even more power, speeding up the pace of his herbivory.
Shhhh, shhhh, shhhhh-!
But the result was the same.
With natural movements, Xue Fei twirled the sword herb back and forth, resembling a sword dance.
Twenty seconds later.
Shhh-!
A branch swooped down in the blink of an eye and smacked him in the left shoulder.
“Ugh!”
With a short groan.
Ta-da!
Nhuim, who quickly backed away, frowned.
The pain was pretty intense, like a tree branch with a lot of weight behind it.
Counterattack an initiated subversion.
Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong!
The branches strike your sides, forearms, thighs, and more, making a delightful sound.
“Ugh!”
As the flawed bird lost its balance and leaned to one side, a branch struck it in the right lower back.
Mate!
The impact is considerable, and it’s made even more so by the load-bearing capacity.
“Ugh!”
Nuhm dropped to one knee on the ground, revealing a gap of nothingness.
‘Eek, what the hell is he…….’
A cold sweat runs down your spine.
It seems to be realizing that it’s a much tougher drone than it originally thought.
This is the expected result.
It was too much for him to handle.
Who the subjects are.
He may have once been an assassin who operated in the Shadowlands, but he proved that he was no match for the mighty Thirty-Three, the greatest of his time.
Pausing in his tracks, Xue Fei tilted the branch and squeezed it.
“You are wearing a garment that does not fit you, and there must be a sinister reason for concealing your true study.”
Meng Po’s eyes flickered wildly.
I’m surprised you noticed that.
At this point, it’s hard not to wonder what it is.
“I will personally unmask you.”
Hearing the words, Nuhm jerked to his feet, straightened up, and gripped the hilt of his sword.
“You’re screwed!
The blemish shouldn’t give away any clues to his identity, so he’s forced to fight to the bitter end, but it’s impossible to overpower the unwanted guest in front of him.
Then.
hooks
A vaporous inky spirit swooped through the air and descended swiftly over Xue Fei’s head.
Papat!
Feeling defeated, Xinxing kicks the floor and carries Xinxing back.
Quack-!
The ground trampled by the cloaked figure’s feet rippled and cracked into countless cracks.
Chirp, chirp, chirp……
It was a fictionalized display of power.
Nuhum was delighted to see the masked figure in front of him.
“Ah, Master!
The masked man was none other than Tianfeng Black and White.
Meanwhile, the two eyes of the backwardly distant Xue Fei laughed quietly.
For some reason, it felt like that.
Or not.
His lips, hidden by his mask, soon draw a half-moon.
‘Hoot. So, you showed up, just as I expected.’
Now let’s take a look.
What kind of an asshole you are.