The Thousand-Slayer Swordsman Association-Episode 202
EP.203 Chapter 20 - Collision, Torrent (9)
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Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Sword and sword clash.
Ganggi and Ganggi, who are wrapped around him, are grabbing each other..
Namgoonghyuk took a deep breath..
‘Did you explode your potential?.’
Namgoonghyuk was aware of this phenomenon..
Piercing the heart with a fingertip to explode demonic energy is something that was already experienced 18 years ago in the war against the Blood Heaven Church..
‘Reverse Heavenly Blood Qigong)…!’
That is the method used by the leaders of the Hyeolcheongyo religion to kill Donggwijin at the last moment..
Why does he, an elder of the Heavenly Demon Church, know this?.
The doubt was momentary, the threat to life was long..
The Gwimyeong Sword was truly powerful as it contained all the energy that should have been left behind for survival..
“Glory to Protestantism!”
Wow!―!
The ghost's cries echo throughout the canyon..
The demonic energy surrounding the right arm of the Noble Sword covers the entire body..
Immediately after, for a short moment, the new form of the famous sword shook..
Suddenly!
A long stab wound was left on Namgoonghyuk’s left arm..
The reason it ended up as a stab wound was because Namgoong Hyuk instinctively defended himself with the sword at that moment..
Whirik, the famous sword disappeared from Namgoonghyeok’s sight..
It melted into the cries of a ghost that covered the entire space and began to attack from all directions..
Quaguagwang!
The offensive was rough, as if they were trying to cut off all of Namgoong Hyuk's strength..
Namgoong Hyuk’s teeth were clenched..
“dirty…!”
How dare the demonic cult’s leader, etc..
Namgoonghyuk draws his sword horizontally..
thud!
The sound of crying that swept through the space fell asleep for a moment..
I didn't miss the opportunity.
Namgoonghyuk was able to clearly see the new form of the Ghost Sword that had been blurry all along..
The first time the battle began, Namgoonghyuk took a step forward..
The tip of the sword, wrapped in deep blue steel, was shot towards the Noble Sword..
The Demonic Energy of the Noble Sword blocks it..
Once again, Namgoonghyuk stepped forward and performed an upward slash..
This too, the Noble Sword scattered magical energy and blocked it..
“why do you do that.”
The noble sword sneers..
“They say the king doesn't walk, but he's already taken two steps..”
Blood spurted out on Namgoonghyuk’s forehead..
It's a provocation. Namgoonghyuk's experience was not small enough to fall for something like this..
So what comes to mind is about ‘ways to win’..
Namgoong Hyuk humbly admitted.
That I can't defeat that man who burns my life like this.
“Phew….”
Namgoong Hyuk let out a long breath..
It's about calming your mind..
Namgoonghyuk also knew. There was no way.
“Do you know.”
opened my mouth.
“I hate sword dance. I hate that random movement, I hate useless imaginary numbers, and I hate the group that comes from them. Because there is no dignity.”
Along with the long string of words, there was a face that appeared in Namgoong Hyuk's mind..
It was the appearance of a man who surpassed himself with the sword dance he hated so much..
“So I don't walk. So I reign from my position. one….”
Namgoong Hyuk knew that there were situations where such pride had to be put aside..
“…I know that there are causes in the world that are more important than my pride..”
“It's a great cause.”
“I know the mindset I must have when facing an enemy that threatens peace in the central plains. I know it is a convention..”
He who rules is a fence..
Great power should be used only for the order of the world.
Therefore, Namgoonghyuk’s agreement was in power..
Namgoonghyuk adjusted his sword..
Guimyeonggeom’s eyes narrowed..
“What can you do? You guy.”
The new form of the famous sword has become blurred again..
At a faster pace than before, with a more frightening ghostly cry..
Namgoonghyuk stepped forward, keeping a close eye on him, who could be attacked at any moment..
“There are things you can do.”
I hated it so much, and I still hate it so much.
“Sword dance).”
Namgoonghyuk’s body turned once..
Kiiiiing―!
At that moment, a deep blue river left a trace where the sword passed, drawing a certain trajectory..
With a thud, the sword wind scattered by the Noble Sword flew out..
Namgoonghyuk was not happy..
Because this is shameful uneducatedness.
‘I wanted to chase it.’
One day, after Mok Seon-oh left Kang-ho, he went astray while thinking of a way to defeat him alone..
There was a time when I tried to imitate him in order to chase after him, whom I could not reach even if I stretched out my hand..
A story about chasing the path of the sword in one's memories, throwing away one's pride as a king, the ideals of achieving one's goals with the sword, and all the military knowledge one has accumulated.,
‘I didn't want to take it out, but.’
That is why the martial arts skills of Namgoonghyeok, a child who could not be given away, existed..
“Go.”
Following the trajectory of the Whirik sword, the remaining fragments of strength soon scatter..
It was intertwined with everything that occupied the space, creating a flow..
Guimyeong Sword was no exception..
“Ugh…!”
Fragments of strength surround him..
It seals movement, seals air power, and clings tenaciously..
With movements like a child whining to be played.
So in the end,
Phuwak―!
Fragments of strong energy surrounded the entire body of the noble sword and crushed it..
Suddenly, the noble sword fell down..
Namgoonghyuk clicked his tongue..
‘This is why I hate it.’
How can the king's sword whine?.
It was a sword that could not even be given a name in martial arts because it could not be recognized as a sword like a child with no hair..
“It was pretty worth seeing.”
Namgoonghyuk looked down at the Ghost Sword while saying that..
His eyes were blurry and looking towards an unknown direction..
Namgoong Hyuk was not unfamiliar with these eyes..
I knew this because I lived my whole life as an unmanned person and faced many deaths..
“You seem to be having nice dreams..”
The eyes of someone who looks at a star.
Namgoonghyuk turned around, thinking that there was no way to be sentimental about the topic of Mine..
I didn't have to hit my neck.
Because the breath I feel behind my back has already stopped..
‘Where is next?.’
Namgoong Hyuk returns to the battlefield..
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Wonmyeong exhaled..
His body was already a shattered mess, with no trace of its health, and the air that had been emitting clear sounds began to make a creaking noise..
“This is ridiculous..”
Baek Yaheum, the second elder of the Demonic Cult, said:.
Wonmyeong answered..
“The same goes for you too..”
What I said with a grin was not bravado..
Just like Yuan Ming, Bai Yaxin's body was in an incomparably damaged state compared to the beginning..
Baekjung land tax.
This is the situation that needs to be expressed like that..
In essence, it was a very frustrating situation..
‘strong.’
How can you become blind and reach that level?.
How can someone who wields demon energy wield such a rational sword?.
I felt like my common sense was collapsing..
It was also an enemy that made me feel a heavy sense of responsibility..
‘Can not be done.’
We must not let this man head to battle..
Here, I had to stop it even if it meant burning my life..
Wonmyeong put his hands together..
Gongryeok was once again stretching itself to find its original sound..
“Do you plan to continue??”
Baek Yaheum grinned..
“How about getting out of here in moderation? Because I want to live a long time.”
“I can't leave it like that..”
“The reason is?”
“This is why I opened the world of death..”
“hmm?”
“If you pull out a sword, shouldn't you cut down the mura??”
“Oh, it sounds like this old man is nothing..”
“The biggest Murao I have ever seen in my life..”
“Hehehe!”
Baek Yaheum laughed out loud..
“I should be honored to know.”
Bai Yaheum aimed his sword straight ahead..
“Maybe you can ask Buddha?”
“what?”
“Can you become Buddha even if you kill a monk?.”
Wonmyeong extended his joined hands forward..
It was that moment.
Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure―!
Golden air power is shot forward..
It was exactly in the shape of a palm..
Bai Yaheum spun around and swung his sword..
Kwaaaaang―!
Their palms collided with their demonic energy and their vision was blocked, but it was not important to the two of them..
“Tathagata kidney (釋迦神掌))!”
Baek Yaheum laughed..
Wonmyeong held out his palm once again..
The power spreads once again.
Baekyaheum collides head-on..
“I get to witness the seasons of my Shaolin!”
I'm drinking heavily.
Wonmyeong's breathing began to become difficult due to the power flowing out..
The good news is that Baekyaheum is also not in a normal state..
However, Bai Yaheum’s momentum did not decrease at all..
He was closing the distance step by step as if he was doing the most enjoyable thing in the world..
“There are things you feel better when you can't see.!”
bang! And he approaches, throwing away his attack power..
“A feeling of energy, not the other five senses!”
Another step, Baekyaheum approaches..
“I feel it. I feel the agony in your energy! I have anxiety! It's so cruel! You are afraid! I am heading to that battlefield beyond you!”
It was the right thing to say.
Immobility and desirelessness.
“dirty…!”
Even though he is a Buddhist who should take those two as examples, Wonmyeong has not yet been able to shake off those feelings..
Anxiety builds up over the countless lives that Baekyaheum will take away as he heads to the battlefield..
“What are you afraid of?!”
Baek Yaheum swings his sword.
“What are you anxious about?!”
He approaches again swinging his sword..
So before long,
Puuk―!
A sword pierces the side..
“In the end, we will all fall together. Why do you care so much??”
Beneath Baekyaheum’s open eyelids, the empty eye sockets filled Wonmyeong’s field of vision..
See next episode
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