Chapter 120

Nangongyun gave him a sour look.
Having fought against the Salish before, I know how terrifying it can be to fight in the forest.
Beep!
Then a spark shot up from below. It was the signal shot from the black mark.
“You’ve been there, done that.”
Looking out at the forest, Buunsul spoke in a low voice.
“I realized that in a place like this, you can’t just throw kung fu, you have to break their flow and fight with your senses.”
“Sure.”
Namgungwoon, who was still nervous, took a deep breath and nodded at Bu Eunseol’s words.
“Luckily, it’s not the middle of the night!”
Sasasasas.
Behind them, the waiting swordsmen and mourners rushed through the woods, shaking the forest.
At last, the battle of the muses and the romantics had begun in earnest.
“ACL! Forward!”
Wen Guang, who was at the head of the line, called out in a solemn voice.
He was an experienced powerhouse.
As the forest opens up, he pushes the Nine Swords to the back in anticipation of a difficult battle, and sends the Nangyin, who are more experienced in mountain warfare, to the front.
Pooh-pooh-pooh!
As the ammunition poured out of the forest, the Nangans skillfully used the terrain to evade or counterattack with their weapons.
Namgungwoon, who was watching, let out an exclamation of admiration.
“I see, terrain can help me too.”
While he was in the midst of his admiration, the snowflakes began to shoot forward.
Green.
He was using the terrain to propel himself forward, more skillfully than the first runners.
Quang! Pow!
He pinpointed the exact spot where they were hiding and struck a blow.
The men of Yinsagok were worn and tattered from the battles in the forest, but none of them could stop Buunsul.
“What a heavy law.
Namgungwoon, who was following behind Bu Eunseol, opened his mouth.
The rocks and trees are shattered in what seems like a single, light stretch.
“Attack from above.”
As Bu Eun-sul raced across the battlefield, the Salutes changed their tactics.
He’s up a tree, dodging attacks and firing off memorizations.
Wham!
Deftly dodging the memorization that poured over his head, Buunsul stretched out his arms.
Then a sharp vido emanated from his hand and between his fingers. With each sharp flash of light, the cloaked killer beasts tumbled to the ground.
Seeing their comrades raining down on them from the sky, the hiding Salsu lost their will to fight and descended back to the ground.
“Why doesn’t Seol use the sword he’s wearing?
Namgungun is also a master of the sword.
Even though he’s practicing and memorizing techniques, his right hand is ready to go behind his back at any time.
Namgungun had guessed from Bu Eunseol’s posture that he was a great sword master.
“That guy…….”
When the tide of battle turned in her favor, the leader of the Salves pointed to her and shouted.
“Hit him first!”
In fact, the power of the Nangin and Salsu was about evenly matched.
However, as the snow moved around, knocking down the trees like straw, the tide quickly turned against them.
‘The author was not a high-class romantic.’
Moon Kwang, who had fought fiercely against the salvos and watched Buunseol, was also feeling it.
The martial arts of Bu Eun-sul are far beyond the level of the advanced martial artist, and the martial arts she is demonstrating are not the full extent of her skills.
“You got lucky.
Wen Guang inwardly swept his hand across his chest.
If it weren’t for Bu Eun-sul and his men, the raid on Unga Sanjang would have been a hundred-for-one failure.
“Seol, Seol, let’s go a little slower!”
Namgung-woon, who had been following Bu-eun-sul and helping him, was distraught.
“We’ve dug ourselves in too deep! The enemy is coming this way!”
“This is a great opportunity.”
Bu Eun-sul smiled coldly.
“This is a great opportunity to get real-world experience. Take a good look.”
Bu Eun-sul multiplied the Divine Law even more and shot forward.
His movements were very concise and varied in response to the enemy’s attacks; it was not a cookie-cutter move.
It’s like a free-swimming crocodile cutting through the water.
“It’s obvious where you’re hiding.”
Moving as stealthily as a ghost, Bu Eun-Seol struck a blow at the feral beasts hiding under the rocks.
Boom!
With each blow, the ground vibrates and blood and flesh splashes.
Whenever Bu Eun-sul found a hiding place, she unleashed her power from top to bottom, like a boulder falling from the sky and crushing them.
“What the hell kind of law is this?”
Kwonma’s style was different from the many styles scattered throughout the martial arts world.
The power that should come from the fist is freely poured into the heavens and earth, unstoppable even by the most adept.
“This is a master who can’t be dealt with head-on, so duck and cover!”
Realizing that Bu Eunseol was an unstoppable master, the Salves tried stealth and assassination sneaks.
But Bu Eun-sul, whose beastly senses were spreading everywhere, was the natural enemy of the feral beasts.
No matter where they were hiding or what they were doing, they were in the palm of the Buddha’s hand.
“That’s not even close to being a kill.”
Bu Eunseol, who has experienced the finer points of killing in Hell.
In his eyes, the sneaking and stealth of the Mnemonic Salsu looked like child’s play.
“He’s the Grim Reaper.”
They’re fearless by nature, cutting people up like they’re eating.
But they were terrified by the way Bu Eun-sul was able to pinpoint their hiding place like a grim reaper.
Isn’t this even their backyard?
“The forest that was supposed to be our last stand is strangling us.”
Mingsagok’s soldiers have turned the interior of Unga’s hut into a forest, turning it into a death trap.
That’s why even if you break through the doorway, you can never escape if you block the exit.
But when the tide turned and the enemy blocked the entrance, they became the rats in the poison.
“That asshole.”
Blackfang, the First Killer Demon of Mingsagog, hiding in the most secret part of Unga’s lodge and directing the killing machines, gritted his teeth.
The sudden appearance of a group of snowflakes destroyed everything they had prepared.
“I’m going to kill that guy.”
I don’t know about you, but I’m going to kill the bastard who uses that fist.
Kurrrr.
The area around where Blackflesh stood caved in, and his body disappeared, seemingly sucked into the ground.
He unleashed the Yin Zero Hundred Killing Ground Technique, one of Yin Shaogong’s killing techniques.
Jidunjutsu can move stealthily and freely through the ground, but they are very difficult to form.
Black Sal is the only one in Yin Saga to have practiced the Spirit White Salve Jiujitsu.
Kurrrr.
Stealthily approaching the ground beneath Bu Eunseol’s feet, Black Slayer raised a small bamboo pole above the ground.
It was a Bushitan needle tube prepared to assassinate the master of Qin Tianmen who was about to enter.
“It’s a waste of money on this guy.
He was just about to put his mouth on the dalong when he saw a bushwhacker,
“There you are.”
At that moment, Bu Eun-sul looked down at the ground and smiled coldly.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
If you’re engaging in a mass battle, where the Reapers are not alone, the most important thing is the commander.
If you don’t strictly supervise each of them, they’ll become a bunch of dysfunctional people.
This is why, if the Salves are fighting in large numbers, the commander will stay out of the fray and hide in stealth.
“You son of a bitch!
Realizing that he had been spotted, Black Salmon quickly tried to perform a jidun, but Bu Eunseol’s movements were faster.
Boom!
With a low vibration, Buunsul’s fist slams into the ground,
Fushushu.
The ground around them turned red and wet with the sound of the wind.
In the world of Buunseol, black flesh is literally buried in the ground, dead.
“Get down on your knees!”
In the meantime, the Nangin Army and the Inquisitors have surrounded all of the Salsu’s remnants.
They’re like the military’s version of drones.
Killing the commander is an easy way to end the battle. They’re just doing what they’ve been trained to do and fighting.
“That’s it.”
Black Mark, who was standing behind Bu Eunseol, muttered to himself. Nangong Yun also sheathed his sword and looked around Unga Mountain Lodge.
Nangin and Ingeum were not without losses, but Bu Eunseol and his men did little damage.
“Thank you.”
At that moment, Moonlight walked over to where Bu Eunseol was and spoke forcefully.
“You guys are the reason we won.”
“Lord Danju!”
At that moment, a lithe young man from the rear rushed up to Wen Guang.
“We’re in trouble.”
“Big deal.”
“It is said that while we were fighting here, Padomun led the remnants of Mnemosyne to invade the main body.”
“Body?”
Wenguang’s eyes widened.
Qin Tianmen’s greatest power is the Three Leaflets of Heaven and Earth. But without him and the Nine Swords, they’ll never be able to stop Fado’s forces.
“All…….”
Wenguang exclaimed with a puzzled expression.
“Returning to the body!”
* * *
Qin Tianmen.
Originally, it was a small town with long roots in the Shangyang region, passing on the Qin Tian Sword Method.
However, as the martial artists produced by Qin Tianmen became famous in various places such as Fengkou and Pocheng, the sect gradually grew in size.
The growth of the small Wu Guan into a small and medium-sized sect of the Wulin Forest made it difficult for Fadomun’s position as a smuggler near the border of the Shangyang Sea.
The roots of Qin Tianmen are not related to teaching martial arts. Since most of the disciples were following the path of the righteous, they would inevitably encounter the Fathom Gate.
-Let’s fight to see who’s the Wen Clan that wrinkles Shang Yang!
The battle for supremacy between Qin Tianmen and Fadomun had come to an end.
When the Black Sword Master, Wen Guang, left for Mount Hamquan to deal with the Yin Sect’s revenants, Fado Moon seized the opportunity and led a large army to attack Qin Tian Gate.
-Waaaaaah!
With a fierce shout, the masters of the Fado Gate poured into the Qin Tian Gate, brandishing their swords.
Every time the pointed tip of the blade flashed through the air, Qin Tianmen’s disciples let out a monotonous scream and collapsed.
“Mmm.”
The Heavenly Sword Master, Guo Tian, gritted his teeth as he cut down his enemies on the front lines of the battlefield.
Qin Tianmen’s power is now slightly overwhelming Fado Gate. There was no way a sudden invasion like this could succeed.
However, the current Qin Tianmen is missing one of the pillars of the three warring factions, the Inquisition.
Moreover, the battlefield was becoming increasingly unfavorable due to the repeated interruptions and ambushes by the Mussagog’s soldiers in the paddock.
“They’ve hired a whole bunch of musicians.
I thought Padomun had merely hired some of the killer beasts to ambush Mount Hamchu.
It turns out that he’s hired a whole army of musicians to work on the bucket.
“The information must have been leaked.
As soon as the Inquisition hired the Nangin to travel to Mount Hamchu, Padomun immediately launched an invasion.
In the end, Qin Tianmen was defeated by Padawan in both money and intelligence.
“How did these people who were just trafficking all this time suddenly have this kind of funding?
To buy an entire musical composition filled with top-notch killers, you’d need at least a million silver coins.
The question was, how could Fadomun, whose financial situation was not so good, afford to buy the whole piece? No matter how much he thought about it, Guo Tian couldn’t figure it out.
“Ouch!”
In the meantime, the screams of Qin Tianmen’s disciples were erupting one after another.
Momentum is everything in a fight.
As the Yin Song’s killer beasts swarmed across the battlefield, even the relatively weak Fudo martial artists were overwhelming the disciples of Qin Tianmen.
A heavy, leaden feeling of despair tightened around the nape of Guo Tian’s neck.
There’s no way to turn the tide in this situation.