Chapter 143

For a moment, the boss’s face went rigid.
He knew that was what he’d said earlier, when he’d defeated Wei Jigun.
“Ugh.”
I shuddered as I regained my senses.
A feeling of humiliation, the likes of which I’d never felt before, coursed through my body.
The humiliation turned into a full-body rage.
“Don’t get cocky!”
Losing his cool, the boss swung at the pair again with all his might.
But to her eyes, it’s just a kid throwing his hands up in the air.
Bu Eunseol, who had been watching the boss’s techniques with a bored expression, spoke up again.
Wham!
A gust of wind blew in, and then a gust of power rushed into the man’s face.
His movements are very monotonous, and even his outstretched hands look as light as feathers.
But in reality, it was a heavy ball of steel, like throwing a chunk of iron.
Kuung.
The bosses blocked the outpouring of power with a pair of twins.
At that moment, a heavy power pierced through his twin intestines, shaking his jugular veins and five organs at once.
“Ewww.”
Eventually, the boss fell to his inner knees and coughed up blood.
You’ve just parried a light blow and suffered serious internal injuries.
Burrrrr.
The anger, the despair, the fear…… all vanished. Now there was only one thought in his mind.
Superhuman powers that can never be defeated.
The power of a great monk with the whole world under his feet is felt in the appearance of Buunsul.
“Ugh…… ugh.”
The demon who had just ordered a man’s veins to be sliced open for fun stifles a groan that bursts from Buunseol’s lips.
“Hmm.”
Bu Eun-sul turned away as if her interest had waned.
He turned, and the Blood Fiend martial artists surrounding him staggered back in horror.
Papapap!
Bu Eunsun blew a gust of wind at the fallen youths of the Seven Sword Gate.
The blood in his veins was instantly released, but no one was able to rise. No, they could not move.
Shame.
It will remain a disgrace and haunt them for the rest of their lives as unattended men.
Awe of the mighty.
Bai Zhaoxiang, who silently endured the insults, was actually an untouchable master.
The young men of the Seven Sword Gate are so ashamed and in awe of Bu Eun-sul that they cannot lift a finger.
Eek.
Turning back around, she swept her gaze over the Blood Sea Stables’ uninhabited territory, including the leader.
And once again, he said heavily.
“Piss off.”
This time it wasn’t mercy or warmth.
Just because you see a fly doesn’t mean you have to swat it to death. Sometimes even moving your hand is a hassle.
In her eyes, they were nothing more, nothing less, than insignificant flies.
Bourge.
The boss shuddered for a moment, bit his lip, and turned away quietly.
It’s really just what it says on the tin: it wants to go away quietly.
“He’s destroying my reputation for justice.”
Percussion.
Then a black shadow fell from thin air, accompanied by a low voice.
The shadow in the moonlight was a middle-aged man, thin and very short.
His body was dwarfed, but his eyes flashed in the darkness like a fierce beast.
“Go Tang Zhu?”
Spotting the dwarfed middle-aged man, the leader clasped his hands together in bewilderment.
“What are you doing here…….”
“You always disappoint Nobu.”
The middle-aged man called himself Nobu.
It was proof that he was not only much older than he looked, but that he had a deep reservoir of wisdom.
“When this justice demon tells you to get lost, do you just shut up and go away?”
“Go Tang Zhu. Not that…….”
As the middle-aged man was being reprimanded, the head guy was making excuses,
Chaaaahhh!
Suddenly, a geyser of blood splashed into the air, and a single supply leaped into the sky.
The middle-aged man with the lightning speed of a bolt of lightning struck the leader in the head with a single blow.
“I elevated him to the rank of general because he was so useful, but he’s just a cowardly bastard who’s worthless…… for nothing.”
The middle-aged man looked like he’d just stepped on a bug and killed it. He slowly turned around and looked at the swollen eyes.
“Nobu is said to be a High Pole God. Have you ever heard of him?”
Poisonous Night Spirit, a high deity.
He was the triumvirate leader of the Blood Sea Demons, a demon who terrorized the land with his skull-crushing Night Soul White Skeleton.
-We are now dead!
Despair was evident in the eyes of the young men of the Seven Sword Gate when they heard the name of the High Supreme God.
He is a supreme demon who has terrorized the martial arts world for twenty years, and now that such a man has appeared, even the strongest of the wealthy will find it difficult to survive.
“That’s a good name.”
But Bu Eun-sul looked like she’d just spotted an old man at the local watering hole.
“You don’t know Nobu’s name?”
The High God waggled his eyebrows, and Bu Eun-sul gave him a sour look.
At Bu Eun-sul’s leisurely demeanor, the killing intent in the god’s eyes was as sharp as the tip of a knife.
“By the looks of your kung fu, you’re a Maoist. Which faction do you belong to?”
“Nothing to know.”
“What?”
“Take this junk and leave. I need to rest now.”
At Bu Eun-sul’s words, Go Kuk-shin was dumbfounded for a moment.
“Heh heh heh. Heh heh heh heh!
The Great God, with his head held high, burst into a fit of laughter.
“He’s got a swollen liver.”
He looked at the swollen eyes and said grimly.
“You’re the first person in thirty years to say such a thing to the old man’s face.”
When Bu Eun-sul still maintained her expression of disinterest, the eyes of the High Pole God turned pale.
“I’m not going to kill you right now.”
I said something unexpected, and Buunsul narrowed his eyes in slight surprise.
“Why?”
“First, I’ll wipe out the faction you belong to, then I’ll wipe out the Seven Swords Gate behind you, and then I’ll kill you again.”
The young men of the Seven Sword Gate shuddered.
Those whom the Blood Sea Demon ordered to be exterminated were sure to be killed.
It was also because of its relentlessness and recklessness that the Blood Fiend had become a terror to the martial world.
“And then I’ll see if I can slack off in front of Nobu.”
The High God said with a sharp glance.
“As of today, you are to be executed. There is no use in hiding your identity. No matter where you flee, these Justice Demons will pursue you to the end.”
“Ugh.”
At those words, the young men of the Seven Sword Gate shuddered.
If you’re pursued by a Blood Fiend, you’ll never sleep well again.
“I’m getting senile.”
As he muttered to the High Pole God, an eerie glint of blood flashed in his eyes.
“Unheard of, unseen, and unheard of, they dare to profess to sweep away the Bourne angle.”
“Bone angle?”
He looked puzzled for a moment, then his eyes lit up.
“What clan are you from?”
“Nanyagak.”
At that moment, the Great God’s breath caught in his throat.
“Nanyagak?”
The ten pillars that support the city of Mado, the ten gates of Mado.
It is an exalted place that few Maido dare to enter, and its martial arts are located at the very edge of Maido.
Furthermore, Nangyagak is the most unique and terrifying of the ten gates.
Some say it has fallen into decline, but that’s because there are few disciples to pass on its powerful martial arts.
And this arrogant bastard was a disciple of Nangyagak, who believed that each individual possessed sect-level power?
“Yeah, who the hell are you?”
“Swollen Tongue.”
“Swollen tongue?”
As one of the three rulers of the Blood Sea Demon Clan, he was well versed in Martial Intelligence.
He pondered for a moment, then spoke heavily.
“I’ve heard that the Ten Demon Warriors of the Nangyagak are out in the wilderness, but…… you mean they’ve been stuck in a place like this?”
Bu Eunseol smiled faintly at the High Pole God’s words.
Due to the martial nature of Nanyagak, which involves developing martial arts while fighting, there are no obvious marks or scars.
This was even more so for the Unsurpassed Heavenly Flow of the Bu Eunseol, which was not bound by any set sword technique.
He has always done many things in secret, and those who have confronted him have met with death…….
Due to her use of the sword ball, which takes lives without a trace, her deeds are largely unknown.
When Bu Eun-sul remained silent, the god bit his lip.
“Even if I can’t touch you, I can easily destroy the Seven Sword Gate.”
He flashed a wicked smile.
“Even Nangyagak would not dare to interfere in a dispute between the Maidos, would he?”
Bu Eun-sul, who had been staring at the High God, nodded with a nonchalant expression.
“Cut the crap and make good on your promise.”
“What?”
Bu Eun-sul laughed coldly.
“As promised, I want you to attack the Seven Sword Gate after you’ve skillfully destroyed the Bone Angle.”
At that moment, the god’s face hardened.
He professed to attack the Seven Sword Gate after destroying the sect to which Bu Eun-sul belonged.
In other words, you can never touch the Seven Sword Gate until you have destroyed Nangya Palace.
Puddle.
The Great God gritted his teeth.
No matter how much the Blood Sea Fiend is feared by the Mado, no one dares to touch the Nangyagak.
It’s not easy to deal with snow without rats or birds.
And what if the fluffy tongue survives this duel?
Even if victorious, the Blood Sea Stables will be destroyed by Nangyagak.
Mumble.
Chewing on his shame once more, the Great God turned away.
“I’m coming back!”
Then the drones that had surrounded them ebbed away like the tide.
“…….”
For a while, the front yard of Seogangwon was silent.
The young men of the Seven Sword Gate all failed to raise their faces.
It was Gu Yangcheng who broke the long, heavy silence.
“Is it because of us?”
She glared at Buunsun as she turned around.
“You revealed your identity because of us, right?”
“What do you mean?”
Gu Yangcheng’s eyes widened as Bu Eunsun turned around.
“You’ve been hiding your superpowered identity from the Venerable Confucius, but you’ve revealed yourself to that Blood Sea Demon.”
She said, looking convinced.
“To protect us.”
Gu Yangcheng spoke in a low voice, as if in a dream.
“The Blood Sea Demon City is targeting our Seven Sword Gate…… and you intentionally revealed your identity to stop them.”
Buunsul shook his head.
“It was just a hassle.”
I said it, but I didn’t mean it.
As usual, I pretended to be unable to defeat the swarms of unrecognizable nourishing cleanliness.
Deep down, she wanted to keep an eye on these quirky young people a little longer.
For the rest of my life, I will always walk the blood-soaked path of the harsh ten horsemen…….
‘It was just an aberration.
Smiling bitterly, he turned away again.
The direction Bu-eun-sul was walking was out of the guest room, not toward the source of the Jinhyangwon.
Now that his identity has been revealed, he can no longer stay in Qinyang.
“Wealth Confucius!”
At that moment, six young men rushed to Bu Eunseol’s side and clasped their hands together.
“Give me a chance to repay Confucius’ favor at the Seven Sword Gate!”
They didn’t dare to look the snow in the eye, bowing their heads slightly, but their eyes were eager.
“Grace.”
Muttering to herself, Bu Eunseol gazed bitterly into the distance.
Grace, grudge.
As long as one’s feet are planted in the Murim, one can never be free from the Eternal Source.
“If you think there is such a thing, forget it.”
Feeling the hustle and bustle, Buunsul shook his head.
“I don’t even have a country, if that’s possible.”
“Confucius.”
“It’s time to leave anyway, so I’m just going.”
I’ve been in Qinyang for over two months now.
Now that you’ve digested all of your hard-earned gains from the battle, it’s time to get back to dealing with the Cause.
Green.
The youths at the Seven Sword Gate shook their heads in disappointment as Bu Eunsul quickly unleashed the Divine Law and disappeared into the night air.
Only Gu Yang Chengjing raised her head and looked at him with wistful eyes.
“Please…….”
At that moment, Gu Yangcheng prayed and prayed and prayed.
May you be good enough to catch him next time.
And may we meet again.