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Chapter 155




Chapter 155

Qing Shui bit his lip and couldn’t say anything.
In fact, she saw it, too.
Guan Shi Tian’s sword bent in an odd way, digging into Bu Eun Seol’s dantian.
The sword that stabbed Danzhen couldn’t possibly be in the Divination Sect. Guan Shiqian had arbitrarily used a vicious sword herb to kill Bu Eunsun.
“I will not forgive you!”
Enraged, Cheong Choh Hyun immediately drew his sword and charged at Bu Eun Seol.
Wham!
The sword vanished in a blur of mist before his eyes, suddenly digging into the swollen snow’s side.
The ceremony for Amiipa’s Absolute Cloud Sword, the Phantom Cloud Sword, had begun.
Chaang! Ting!
The sharp, incense-colored blades of the Scorching Cloud Sword continued to sweep across Bu Yunxue’s body.
A sword technique like a miracle, vanishing like mist and appearing out of nowhere. Even so, Qing Shui’s sword was repeatedly blocked by Bu Eunsul’s heavy sword.
The First Sword Formation of the Fate Sword, the ultimate flying sword, is the Essence Sword Formation and the Emptiness Calmness.
In other words, it is only when you practice in silence and unfold the sword with an empty mind that its true power is revealed.
But because you’re wielding a tea sword in a fit of rage, you can’t see the subtlety of it.
Flash!
After repeatedly blocking the sword grass, Bu Eun-sul finally overtook the meteor.
“Ugh.”
You can’t even tell from which direction the light-like sword plants are coming from.
She barely ducked and stepped back, but in an instant, her head was sliced open.
“Don’t hurt the bluebird!”
Then, with a loud snarl, Han Sung drew his sword and attacked Bu Eunseol’s back.
Shit!
As the Xiangxiang Razor Cloud Sword rained down on both sides, Bu Eunsul deployed his sword technique and turned the sword herbs into a defense.
“Die!”
With the victory in hand, Han Sung teamed up with Cheong Chohyeon to attack Bu Eunseol.
His behavior was extremely cowardly for a partisan.
However, when Cheong Choh Hyun was pushed to the brink, he instinctively jumped out of the way, which saved him from being criticized.
Boom! Boom!
When the two Masters of the Cause joined forces and deployed their swords, their power shook the heavens and split the earth.
Moreover, they had honed their swords with the same Amifa, so they were a match made in passing.
“Two strikes against one!”
Eventually, the lesser Myocheon-woo tried to strike a blow, but Seok-woo-haeng quickly stopped him.
“Don’t interrupt.”
“What do you mean, you saw that and let it happen?”
Myo Tianwu gritted his teeth as he looked at the cold expression on Seokwoo’s face.
“When he challenged that guy in front of all those people, he did it to save us. Do you realize that?”
Miao Tianwu gritted his teeth.
“They know we can’t break through this siege while wounded, that’s why they’re challenging us head-on!”
“I know.”
Seok Woo-hyung said bluntly.
“But if you interfere, you’re falling into the clutches of that bastard Han Sung.”
“What?”
“Look. What happens when you get in the way.”
Only then did Myo Tianwu calm down and look around.
Before long, the guests had detoxed from the poison and were watching the fight in good spirits.
Not only that, but Zhongnan, his co-tutor, and the unmanned members of the Zhang Sword Mountain Village are also preparing to attack.
“They’re waiting for you to get excited and jump in. That way, they can’t blame you if you do it all at once.”
Suddenly, Myo Tianwu felt as if he had been doused in cold water.
It was then that he realized Hanseong’s sinister plan.
When he realized that Bu Eun-sul’s martial arts were superior, he deliberately feigned anger and charged in.
And when Seokwoo and Myotian are not watching, they will rush in en masse to take care of them.
“So what am I supposed to do, just sit here and watch?”
Seok Woo-hyung shook his head in disbelief.
“Gather your strength. Be ready for anything.”
Myo Tianwu and Seokwoo Hang were injured, but their legs were still intact.
If you want to, you can run away right now.
However, if the two of them escape, the snowbank is immediately surrounded, so it just holds on.
“Well, at least you’re loyal, Seokwoo.”
Myo Tianwu snorted as he thought of something.
“If you were going to run away, you could have always done it stealthily.”
All the guests’ eyes were now focused on the fight between Bu Eunseol and the Daejeon masters.
If you’re a Seokwuhang who’s perfected the art of sneaking, you can take advantage of this opportunity to sneak away.
“Loyalty?”
Su Wuheng laughed coldly.
“Shouldn’t we see how that fight goes first?”
“What?”
Even as he spoke, Seok Woo-hyung’s gaze remained fixed on Bu Eun-sul.
“You get a lot of information and a lot of heart just by watching that fight, and it’s something you can’t miss.”
“To Seokwoo. You.”
“If he loses, he’s going to run away. Whatever.”
Miao Tianwu opened his mouth.
There was no blood, no tears, and loyalty was as scarce as a mustard seed.
“That guy came out of nowhere to save us, just because he’s a fellow ten-horse warrior.”
Miao Tianwu said in a low voice.
“And you’re going to betray him?”
“Make no mistake. It’s a freak rain.”
Seok Woo-hyung’s eyes were cold.
“Since when are the ten horsemen allies in the same boat?”
“Seokwoo.”
“Have you forgotten the lesson from Hell Island, Kang Ho is no better than Hell Island?”
Seok Woo-hyung’s eyes never wavered.
“We’re still living on Hell Island. Even in this very moment.”
-We’re still living in a hellhole.
Miao Tianwu was silent.
Seok Woo-hyung wasn’t wrong about anything.
Originally, all trainees killed each other in order to become a Ten Demon Warrior. There was no camaraderie or loyalty.
“No. This is not Hell.”
Miao Tianwu shook his head.
“There’s no way he doesn’t know that.”
This is not a hellhole.
And Bu-Eun-Seol, too, is granted this favor because this is not Hell Island.
“Of course, Shouhang, your point of view is not wrong. The Murim is a barren desert.”
Myo Tianwu is more appreciative of Bu Eunseol’s point of view, which is that she showed him favor in his death.
“Think what you will. It’s your life, too.”
Pow!
Meanwhile, Buunsul’s showdown was coming to a close.
Since fleeing from the Girl King’s attack, her swordsmanship and strength have increased by leaps and bounds.
If he hadn’t, he would have been killed by the swords of Han Sheng and Qing Chao.
However, it wasn’t enough to take on two Grandmasters at the same time.
As the two men’s flying swords appeared and disappeared in thin air, Bu Eun-sul was gradually being outnumbered.
“Not even you could defeat the combined might of the two of us!”
As Bu Eunseol’s color deepened, Han Sung exclaimed with a smug look on his face.
Pow!
Soon, Buunseol’s entire body was covered in cuts, large and small.
But it was only a flesh wound. His eyes burned like flames, and his legs stood as stoically as a mountain.
“That guy’s got some serious chops.”
Looking at Bu Eunseol, Cheong Choh Hyun whispered to Han Sung.
“I’m not getting hit at all by the ballistic force infused into the sword.”
The two of them, like Bu Eun-sul, were channeling powerful internal force into their swords.
This is why the moment the blade directly touches the skin, rather than the sword energy, a powerful hollow is poured into the vein.
But Bu Eun-sul, despite the blade grazing his skin over and over again, remained unharmed and unaffected.
“No matter how good he is, he can’t stop us.”
Najik said, waving his white glowing sword from side to side.
“Blue-measured.”
Speaker conjunctions.
This is a two-handed technique used against enemies with at least ten mastery of the Scorched Cloud Blade.
One player uses Ice Breaker. One player uses Wind Flowing Clouds to attack at the same time.
The result is the inevitable, perfect black candy. You’ve got yourself a syllogism.
“I see.”
Nodding heavily, Qing Shui deployed the Bing Xiaohai’s first hand.
Saaaaah.
A sword qi like a light mist enveloped Feng Xue’s entire body. At the same time, a sharp wind poured out from the tip of Han Shuo’s sword.
Eek.
Bu Eun-sul straightened his sword.
Can two great masters work together to break the spreading sword grass?
There was no such question in Buunsul’s mind.
There was only one thing on his mind.
“No more backing down.
It’s enough to back down because you’re powerless. It will never happen again.
Ooooh.
With a strange tremor, a faint glow emanated from Bu Eun-sul’s entire body.
The light was gradually shifting to Buunsul’s inkblot, and then to his left hand.
In the meantime, he worked to fill in the gaps, and that was to perfect the art of Kwonmachil.
“Speaker conjunction!”
At that moment, Han Sung and Qing Chaohyeon’s mouths burst out in unison.
With that, a pure black energy poured out from above Boonsun’s head, like a beautiful and magnificent white cloud.
But in reality, the cloud was a powerful sword qi that could cut through all matter in the world.
Whiz!
At that moment, a faint light flickered in Bu Eun-sul’s left fist.
He intends to use the Kung Ma Ch’i Ch’i formula, not the Wuhan Ch’i Ch’i.
‘Kwonma Chilsik…….’
A gleam of realization flashed in Bu Eun-sul’s eyes.
At the same time, the light in his fist began to spin furiously like a gust of wind.
At the same time, he stretched out his fist, and a whirlwind of dragon power rushed out that seemed to sweep away everything in the world.
It was the unused, three-pronged, three-second, forget-me-not, forget-me-not.
ShutdownShutdown!
Whirlwind’s power surged into the air, pushing back the surging sword energy.
Pow!
At the same time, the blackness that had turned the entire world white completely cleared, revealing the bewildered faces of Han Sung and Qing Shui.
Blink! Blink!
At that moment, the martial sword in Bu Eunseol’s right hand produced two beams of brilliant light.
It’s a series of meteoric flows and meteoric overtakes.
This is the application of the reasoning of Lee Zhang Bodan, who learned from his battle with Sung Lun, the champion of the cause of openness.
Saaaaat.
The brilliant light passed through Han Shuo and Qing Shui’s bodies and disappeared into the sky.
Suddenly, the world went silent and time seemed to stand still.
Ironclad.
The sound of Bu Eunseol sheathing his muksaber broke the still, heavy silence.
At the same time, Han Sung and Qing Chaohyeon’s wide-open eyes became cloudy.
Shhhhhh!
And the necks of Han Sung and Qingchao County, who stood tall, blossomed with red blood.
Kuung.
The two men fell like logs, unable to utter a single scream.
“Take up the cause at the same time…….”
Everyone doubted their own eyes.
A ten-armed warrior single-handedly defeats the combined might of two Grandmasters!
“Holy child!”
At that moment, Han Yingbaek’s pitiful wails echoed through the Zhang Sword Mountain Lodge.
“You, how could you……!”
Han Sung was the only son of gold and jade, and the pride of the Long Sword Mountain Village.
Han Young-baek, who was clutching his son’s main sword, pointed to Buunseol and shouted at the guests.
“Get him, get him, get rid of him!”