Tiger Horse Soldiers (3)
Peeeeeeee!
A sharp sound tearing the sky.
It was a hyosi (嚆矢). With that sound, dozens of arrows flew towards Namgung Seung.
Even arrows raining down during a melee do not pose much of a threat considering Namgung Seung’s abilities. No matter what anyone said, he was the best swordsman in the central region. The sound of the Lord of Swords was not something anyone could hear.
However, Monk Namgung could not ignore the barrage of arrows.
Bababababaak!
Arrows blocked by the intangible barrier surrounding the body bounced in all directions.
It was a natural result. A master of martial arts unconsciously emits an invisible shield of true energy. Moreover, if it is the sword emperor’s shield, it is more difficult to take damage from this level of attack.
The problem was that Namgung Seung was fighting a strong man who could not be ignored.
Whoa!
Namgung Seung’s body, having received a brutal spear blow, was pushed backwards.
“You guys!”
Wooooow!
The blue sword light emitted from the nameless iron sword scattered into five streams and spread in all directions.
It was the season of the Namgung family, the five dragon secrets of Changgung Muaegeom (蒼穹無涯劍).
Bub bub bub!
With a bloody sound of destruction, fifteen horsemen fell, blood spurting out.
Each sword technique killed three horsemen. Not only did they kill the cavalrymen, but they even tore the horses with their hard shells into pieces.
Haha!
Unable to avoid the striking polearm, he turned his iron sword around to block it.
Namgung Seung’s feet dug into the ground.
‘It is an ignorant power.’
For a moment, the match against Yeonhojeong came to mind.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts was an unprecedented surprise to Namgung Seung. In particular, his unique physical strength of freely swinging and putting pressure on a heavy soldier weighing more than 80 pounds was difficult for even a Namgung monk with an inner power as deep as the sea to face head-on.
In that respect, the spear attack struck by this cavalry commander in front of us is definitely not enough. It was at a level inferior to that of Yeonhojeong at the time in terms of strength and speed as well as delicate technique.
Still, it’s difficult.
Hee hee hee!
The howling horse lowered its posture.
The cavalry commander, who collected the spears, immediately aimed them at Namgung Seung’s chest.
Flash!
It was a strike as fast as lightning. It felt like a ray of lightning flew out and struck me.
He retreated with the Heavenly Wind Bow and raised his iron sword to throw it away, but the impact from the blocked sword was felt up to his elbow.
‘I can’t believe there is such martial arts!’
He quickly struck the horse’s head with a ferocious strike from the Heavenly Wind Sword, but before he knew it, the cavalry commander pulled out his machete and deflected the Heavenly Wind Sword strike.
Peeeeee!
Without missing that moment, an arrow flew. Namgung Seung, who tried to push with force, had no choice but to retreat and hit the arrow.
‘It is a martial arts skill of a human and a horse.’
Sometimes, the horse lowers its posture or raises its front paws, and turns its thick, long neck to make it easier for the owner to attack or defend.
It cannot be said that it is truly a horsemanship that has reached the level of a god. This was an area that could not be explained simply through communication with the owner or countless experiences.
‘Is it a spirit object?’
It should be called a demon rather than a spirit. With its two red eyes and a body that was larger than any other horse, it looked as if it could crush a large rock with a single kick.
Whether it is a spirit or a monster, the important thing is that the existence of that horse is a great surprise to Namgung Seung.
Namgung Seung’s tiger eye shined.
The cavalry commander also had a fierce defense. However, unlike Namgung Seung’s eyes, which were as intense as the sun, his eyes contained an endless abyss.
Flash! Flash!
The long spear, which was well over seven feet long and almost eight feet long, spewed out three bolts of lightning.
I can’t even compare it to Yeonhojeong’s axe, but I am also seriously ill. Still, it was as fast as swinging a tree branch.
Namgungseung’s iron sword was bent flexibly.
Chiri ririn!
The martial arts of strength and speed are unleashed with a soft sword strike.
Underneath the helmet, the cavalry commander’s eyes radiated a mysterious glow.
Before I knew it, I had put the machete in my armor and was holding the long spear with both hands.
Kurung!
The horseman rushed forward, doubling the power of the spear strike.
Namgung Seung kicked the ground.
Quang!
The ground hit by the spear cracked apart.
Monk Namgung, who had suddenly risen into the sky, unfolded his Heavenly Flower Sword. This martial art, called the Three Heavenly Heart Swords of the Namgung family along with Cheonpung and Cheonroe, was a swordsmanship that deceived the enemy’s senses with the ultimate illusion sword.
At that moment, the cavalry commander’s horse turned at an incredible speed.
Puff poop! bang!
The horseman spun around and dodged half of the Sword of Heaven’s Sword, and the cavalry commander on top of it used a dizzying attack technique to strike away the remaining Sword of Swords.
The spears and swords collided, creating an intense shock wave.
What is surprising is that the horseman did not break his legs despite the terrifying shock wave. It momentarily lowered its head and flexed its leg muscles, and even though its four large hooves were digging into the ground, it was still fine.
Pipi Piping!
The 3,000 cavalrymen, who had not yet crossed the hill, continuously crossed the hill and fired arrows at Monk Namgung.
Namgung Seung, who dodged the arrows with his fancy movements in the air, cut down three cavalrymen in one go and then charged towards the cavalry leader.
Something flashed in the cavalry captain’s eyes.
Wooooow!
A powerful force field arose around Namgung Seung’s body as he rushed forward, becoming one with the sword.
The body and sword are one, and the mind and sword are one. The lightning-like eye light seemed like it could cut through anything, and the sword energy rushing in all directions seemed like it could overturn a landslide.
The cavalry commander shouted.
“Get back!”
It was a terrifying voice.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that a voice that could not be considered a human voice, whether it was a demon or evil, was a sound technique. Even Namgung Seung, who was flying with his sword and body as one, almost lost his energy for a moment.
The horsemen crossing the hill widened the distance a little further.
At that moment, the Seven Heavenly Fragrance Swords of the Changgung Muae Sword Technique and the five thunderbolts fired by the cavalry commander collided.
Crumbling!
Heaven and earth shook.
The cavalry leader’s horse was the first to stagger back. The ground in the area where the two people collided sank, raising a thick layer of dust.
Hee hee hee!
The horseman cried harshly.
Namgung Seung, who flew high into the air, swung his sword again. His sword strike, still immersed in the realization of the unity of the sword and body, instantly unleashed two swords with different characteristics, Changgung Ilseom (蒼穹一閃) and Changryongdoha (蒼龍渡河) of Changgung Muae Sword.
The cavalry captain’s face distorted.
Blah blah blah! Quack!
The dozens of long spears took on the sword emperor’s martial arts, but the strong pressure shook the cavalry leader’s spirit without mercy.
Namgung Seung’s eyes sparkled.
‘It’s over.’
In a battle of masters, the winner is decided by just a single point.
Unlike the enemy who hesitated and was pushed away, Namgung Seung had some time to breathe. That margin will decide this game.
Hwaaaaa!!
A blue glow rose above Namgung Seung’s sword.
It was a blue wind accompanied by lightning. It was the final form of the Changgung Muae Sword Technique, Ilkeokcho Muae (一劫招招涯).
It was a time when the true energy of the Changgung Dae Yeonsingong was unleashed and the power of the sword was raised to its limit.
Puff puff poop!
Blue smoke exploded around the cavalry leader’s body.
It seemed as if several pea-sized fire bombs had exploded. The blue smoke that rose after the series of explosions sent chills down Namgungseung’s spine.
‘No mind!’
Seung Namgung swung his sword without hesitation.
Squirt! Qarring!
The sword strike that struck down as if it were a disaster from the sky created hell on the hill.
The wind blowing in all directions was hundreds of sword winds, and the lightning that flew across the heavens and earth was the sword energy of the Yang Gang that could burn and destroy anything.
Kugugoogung!
The entire hill collapsed.
Even though the distance was widened, about 30 horsemen that were swept away were turned into fish meat and fell down due to the herbivorous attack of the eons of Muae, which overturned a radius of about 20 pieces.
Ji-ing! Ji-ing!
Above the iron sword of the sword emperor who had achieved a truly unbelievable feat, three or four thread-thin blue lights flickered repeatedly, showing off an eerie threat.
After catching his breath, Namgung Seung glared at the cavalry commander.
“… … “That’s amazing.”
Click!
The cavalry commander’s left shoulder armor and armor were broken and fell to the ground.
Coo!
The large horseman knelt down.
Even the world’s monsters could not handle the true power of the Sword Emperor. Black blood flowed from the horseman’s eyes, nose, and mouth.
In the meantime, he hasn’t died yet. The demonic energy radiating from the entire body of the horseman was still burning. She seemed to be trying to recover from the threat.
Namgungseung was able to find out why the horseman did not die.
This was because the cavalry commander repelled most of the attacks and crushed the pressure.
Thanks to this, the horseman survived, but the blow suffered by the cavalry commander was severe. The sunburned skin turned white, and the flow force also became quite unstable.
The decision was made with one sword. Even if I had given up on horseback riding and taken it, I wouldn’t have been fine. Although the cavalry commander had accumulated martial skills that made him an object of fear to everyone, he was clearly inferior to Namgung Seung.
Pipipiping!
Another arrow flew.
The cavalrymen did not seem to be scared even after seeing the fierce battle between these non-human, martial gods that were difficult to describe even with the word superhuman. As he climbed up the hill, he was shooting arrows towards Namgung Monk all the way.
Namgungseung, who was glaring at the cavalry commander, swung his sword without even turning around.
Wooooow! Blah blah blah!
Arrows turned along the sword path and flew towards the cavalry commander. The cavalry leader spun his pike and deflected all the arrows.
Sreuk.
The cavalry commander came down from his horse and stroked the horse’s neck.
“Go away.”
thud!
The horseman, who staggered, swung several times and then ran, mixing with the horsemen who had gone over the hill.
Namgung Seung’s eyes deepened.
“It’s a scary monster.”
“They say those on the continent are good at using swords that are easy to break.”
It was a strange voice.
Seung Namgung had also met many Sima Duo Dao, but he had never seen a Madou who could disrupt a person’s spirit with just his voice.
“I heard that even among the weak, there are some strong people that cannot be ignored. “I think the best among them was Geomje.”
“Yes.”
Namgung Seung said with his eyes shining.
“I am the sword emperor of Namgung.”
The title “King of Swords” given by others did not give Namgungseung any inspiration.
But at this moment, he proudly defined himself with the title of Geomje. If foreign marauders targeting the central plains were scared, he was willing to accept the nickname Geomshin rather than Geomje.
The cavalry commander smiled.
It was bizarre, as if a smile had been forced onto the face of a bronze doll.
“I am Sohyeonjong.”
“… … .”
“I am one of the Four Kings of Evil and the leader of the Silver Horse, the strongest cavalry unit in history.”
Silver Horseman.
Namgung Seung frowned.
“To say that you are the strongest in history is truly arrogant.”
“I have never sought understanding from others.”
Whick!
The cavalry leader, So Hyeon-jong, raised his long spear and his eyes were full of demonic energy.
“Shaanxi will be destroyed.”
“Shut up!”
Namgung Seung, who soared with a terrifying strike, once again performed an aeon-defying feat.
The sword emperor’s martial arts, which contained the will of the heavens and was full of leisurely energy, descended as if it would crush So Hyeon-jong’s torso.
So Hyeonjong shouted and swung his spear.
Kugugoong!
As the two superhumans collided, the height of the short hill decreased once again.
