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Murim Login Chapter 366

Chapter 366

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The world was immersed in darkness so deep that time could not be measured.

The sky was full of dark clouds and the rain that I thought was a shower did not stop.

In the precincts of Sacheondangmun, near the overflowing pool of blood, the corpses formed a small garden.

“Okay, how’s the situation inside?”

In front of the castle gate of Sacheondangmun. A subordinate who arrived from the youngest party answered the question of the black righteous man who was sitting on the corpse of an unknown party warrior.

“The situation is not over yet. They said there were about a hundred people left.”

“what? that much?”

“The martial arts are only half of them, and the rest are craftsmen who have not learned martial arts, women, or children.”

“Then you can just wipe it away without looking at it. What nonsense are you doing?”

It was natural for the black man to be dissatisfied. It’s unpleasant just to be guarding the entrance while others are setting a ball, but I still haven’t finished my job as a boring gatekeeper.

“I-that’s…

“Is there any reason?”

Seeing the superior’s frown, the subordinate hurriedly continued.

“There are some of the surviving warriors of Tang Mun who are elite, but they have been delayed because they have activated the engine movement.”

“The tracheotomy method? Poisonous dust should be easy to destroy.”

“It’s not poison, it’s explosives. They were hiding Jin Chun Lei.”

“… … Surely I’m not talking about the Thunderbolt Gate’s Jincheonroe that I know.”

“It seems right. Detonate with Jincheon lightning? Because of those who died, our brothers and sisters suffered considerable damage.”

“Huh, have you seen these crazy people?”

The black man opened his mouth wide. I wondered what had happened to the unusual roar, and I thought I could understand the reason for the delay in the battle to some extent, thinking that I had the thunderbolt of the thunderbolt that had long since disappeared.

“Wait, then what was the Demon Lord (魔君^) doing? He could have slaughtered them enough.”

The doubt of the black man was based on his strong trust in the Demon Army of Seocheon.

Of course, Seocheon Demon-gun was one of the few servants who could appreciate the stern Lord of Heaven and possessed formidable divine prestige.

I don’t know how powerful Jin Cheon-roe, which I had only heard about, was, but even if Jin Cheon-roe’s grandfather came, he would not be able to harm the Western Demon Army.

“According to what I heard, he headed for the underground prison of Tang Gate an hour ago.”

The man in black nodded at the servant’s answer.

If he had made the move himself, there would be a reason and it would be resolved without a single mistake. I had no worries or doubts.

It was the idea of ​​everyone, not just black people.

“Then, what about Il Danju?”

Il Danju was the position that Il Goe (一?), the first of the Qilian Samgoes, came under the command of the Seocheon Demon Army.

The servant hesitated for a moment before answering.

“He’s fighting a life-or-death battle with the descendant of the Sword Saint in the Naedang. It is said that since one of the brothers who went to deliver the news about Jincheon-roe ran away, no one has approached them.”

“… … Right.”

The black man was speechless.

If the feelings toward the Demon Army of Seocheon were awe and trust, in the case of Ilgoe, it was fear. I didn’t want to meet a terrible end for nothing but complaining.

“Come on Captain.”

,,Do you have anything to say?”

“Yes, Lord Budan asked about the news about the brothers who went to Qingseong and Ami.”

“Anyway, the letter came just before you arrived.”

A subordinate handed over a small barrel from the suspicious person and confirmed it, raised his head with a bewildered face.

“This… … .”

“It’s from Army.”

“Is this the only one?”

“okay. There has been no contact from Cheongseong yet.”

“I know it’s already past the time to arrive.”

“That’s right. But don’t you know too. What kind of people the other sobers are.”

It was not only their ugly appearance that the three brothers of Qiryeon Samgoe resembled.

All of them are cruel and have an eccentric disposition, and they are demons whose eyes turn upside down at the sight of blood.

At least, Samgoe (三怪), who was in charge of Amipa, was a little better, because at least he sent a message on time as promised.

The problem was that the situation of ARMY written in the letter was not going so smoothly.

‘The opening intervened.’

In the letter, it was written that an open road with a bamboo stick and a dog club had appeared out of nowhere.

Although each individual’s martial arts skills were not comparable to those of Amcheon, it meant a lot.

‘I thought I could smell it already.’

A meticulously calculated attack. The battle, which should have ended quickly and quickly, was getting longer. However, even with the same variable as now, the righteous man in black had no doubts about the victory of his allies.

It was at that time that he suddenly raised his head after brushing off the awkwardness he had heard for a moment.

“hmm?”

“Why is that?”

“What is that?”

At the questionable voice of the black man, not only the servants who brought the news of the party, but also about 30 warriors who had been scattered at regular intervals to guard the fortress gathered around the superior.

And they could see right away. Beyond the collapsed castle wall, a ray of wind that crossed between the pouring raindrops, fast enough to be called a flash of light, soon became a flash of light and burst out.

Whee-ae-ae-ae!

Thirty or so soldiers blinked their eyes. As I groped my face reflexively, a thick stream of blood came out.

Slowly, very slowly, everyone’s mouths open and their heads turn.

In a world that has slowed down, I saw the body of a superior collapsing like a rotten old tree.

There was a hole the size of a fingernail pierced between his eyebrows.

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It felt as if something had hit me in the back of the head.

He is a master at the pinnacle that can make a name for himself anywhere in the world right away. A superior with such skills was killed in an invisible blow.

Before everyone in this place could escape from the tremendous shock, someone’s figure rose above the wall.

and the next moment.

Shish shush shush!

In the darkness, a beam of light carrying death struck down like a thunderbolt.

* * *

Ilgoe (一怪) was on the verge of going mad. No, he had already been crazy for over 50 years and was on the way to becoming more and more mad.

“why! why! why!”

bang! bang bang!

A bloody river gushed from the pair of arms in his hand and split in all directions.

The sturdy palace where the head of the Sacheondang Gate once resided has long since been in ruins.

There was an In-Young who ran all over the place between them.

“Ah! Ing! Eng! Hook!”

Il-goe’s eyes turned white at the sight of the blue wind running around and avoiding the strong wind with a strange sound.

“With care like this… … !”

I was really going crazy and jumping up and down.

The opponent is a blood clot that has not even been separated. No matter how much it is taught by the Sword Saint, it is said that it is an unprecedented monster that has risen to the level of transcendence in its twenties, but even the gap from time cannot be ignored.

Ilgoe was a novice from the previous era, with extreme gong power and experience. He was a man of supreme martial arts.

So, although I was surprised at first, I did not feel any sense of danger.

‘The swordsman raised a great guy. There was a reason Ma-kun asked for it before he left. However, I have come a long way to deal with this old man. cluck cluck.’

However, it didn’t take long for the smile on his lips to turn to anger.

“die! I mean die!”

With a mad cry, the couple lowered the air. The wide open net of the strong wind fell over the head of the blue wind.

Red Killer Net (赤殺修羅網). three hundred years

One of the last names left behind by the Red Man who stained Gangho with blood.

Murim’s hero, who was pursued by the Jungwon Murim, met his end in an unknown cave in Mt. Giryeon. .

And now. The polar enemy slayer network °1, which no one had been able to unleash since the enemy killer, was finally being reproduced in the pair of Ichigo.

Shhh!

It was then.

The eyes of the blue wind sunk deeply as they stared at the net of the red river gi that ran in all directions, from front to back and left and right.

Suaaa-

A cool wind blew. At the same time, the purple sword sword wrapped around the straight sword body cut the river’s net at an angle.

Awesome!

Ilgoe opened his mouth wide at the sight of the one-character Hyesword (一字慧僉) of the blue wind destroying the extreme enemy slaughter network so easily.

You, you bastard, did you know the martial arts of the enemy!”

Absolutely flawless martial arts do not exist.

The martial arts left by Jeoksalma were all things that could be called seasonal, but there were definitely weaknesses that could be called, and that was a secret that only Kiryeonsamgoe knew.

However, the clot of blood in front of his eyes accurately saw through it.

“Couldn’t you answer right away!”

And the answer of the blue wind heard the next moment was short and simple.

“What is the enemy killer? I am hearing it for the first time.”

“… … what?”

“Oh, is it because of that?”

Cheongpung tilted his head and continued.

“That was just what I saw.”

“Bo, can you see?”

“I can tell if I keep looking at it. It took me a while because my grandfather has more gong power than me and his martial arts are complicated.”

“Oh, how long does it take?”

“yes. It seems like it won’t work now.”

≪ I n

The next moment Ilgoe realized what Cheongpung’s last words meant.

Hey profit!

A purple flash filled my eyes.

Ilgoe hurriedly scattered the ax in both hands like thunderbolts at the sudden arrival of the sword.

Although his martial skills are lacking, he is the best in terms of destructive power. Adding to that, the power that exceeded this sudden increase, it seemed that the power split the heavens and the earth.

however… … .

Kagagakak!

The softly stretched out blade of the sword passed the ax blade to the side. Then he took another ax that was vigorously cutting down Cheongpung’s side.

Kwak!

The new model staggered with a roar. Ilgoe, who had collided with the ax in both hands himself, was dumbfounded even as he backed away.

‘Dae-jeon, what happened now?’

Papapat!

A blue wind was shot at such a monster.

The clear eyes were deeply sunken, and a purple aura resembling a sunset rose from the blade.

Whoa!

Ichigo looked at the blow that hit the top of his head with a bewildered face.

‘This, this… …

Undoubtedly. Eighteen years old. No, it was a martial art that should now be called the Eighteen Swords.

Cheongpung was making it his own, not enough to see through and destroy a monster’s martial arts in a short period of time.

‘How can this be!’

Ilgoe swung his twin blades with amazement that did not come out.

The reaction was slow due to the shock, but it was not unbearable.

The next moment, until the blade of the blue wind moved, he definitely thought so.

oooo

“II To-

The humble and destructive sword plant gently falls. Thirty-six plum blossoms rose from the tip of the sword and fell from the air.

An idea of ​​martial arts popped into Ilgoe’s mind.

‘Thirty-six Swords of Plum Blossoms’

At the same time he realized

‘can not avoid.’

Shish shush shush!

Thirty-six plum blossoms, no, river qi, wrapped around Ilgoe’s entire body.

With blood spreading like mist,

The whole body of the monster stumbled and took a backward step.

Fear flashed in his eyes as he gazed at the blue sky with his sword hanging down.

“Cool, you. You…

“What a relief. It’s raining.”

Cheongpung stepped forward with a calm voice.

“I hate the smell of blood.”

slap.

The feet of the blue wind stepped on the red puddle mixed with raindrops and blood. Ichigo let out a tearing scream.

“Who! Is there anyone out there! Hurry up and get this guy…!”

At that moment, a low voice pierced his ears.

“Don’t call me. There is no one.”

….

There were no footsteps, no signs of popularity. But he was there.

Raindrops raining down on his head shattered in the air without reaching him.

“Who else are you… …

Awesome!

The monster’s head soared into the air. Cheongpung, who swung his sword and wiped off his blood, looked at him standing tall with a hard face.

“I want to ask you instead. Who are you?”

Cheongpung spoke in a trembling voice.

“Mungyeong.”

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