Episode 932
Grand Master (7)
Hook!
The huge yellow dragon that rose up with brilliant flames disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes, which were full of golden light, also returned to their original state.
The majesty that seemed to overturn the world disappeared, but Yeonhojeong’s power did not diminish at all. Rather, his body, which had stored up all the power he had burned, was exuding a dangerous energy as if it might explode at any moment.
“Blood jade?”
The corners of Cheon Gyo-hong’s mouth rose at Yeon Ho-jeong’s words.
“I’m going to take off the hour hand….”
Pugh!
Cheon Kyo-hong’s body shook violently. My right shoulder was broken by the wind that struck me like a thunderbolt.
Considering the magical energy concentrated in his body, it was inexplicable that he was attacked with his bare body, even if it was a surprise attack. Does this mean that Cheon Gyo-hong is also not of sound mind?
It didn’t seem like that was necessarily the case.
Crunchy.
Cheon Kyo-hong’s shoulders wriggled uncontrollably, but instantly fell back to their original position.
Such a thing would not be possible simply because one’s magical accomplishments are deep. It was the ability to restore one’s own life force by gnawing away at it, a characteristic of a demon seeking immortality.
In other words, even though my lifespan is being cut off by the minute, there is no sign of panic. This was possible because I accepted death in the first place.
Yeon Ho-jeong said angrily.
“I don’t know what this nonsense is.”
“Are you sealing your own memories? Or are you just pretending not to know?”
“Shut up and give me your head. I’ll cut it in one go. “I’ll see if you can recover even if your head is cut off.”
Chen Qiaohong’s eyes deepened.
‘what?’
He was convinced that the other person was a contemplative maniac.
It had to be that way. It is an unknown fact, but the contemplative maniac was the first monster in the history of the three gong families, as well as the main body of the blood religion, to practice the five-color hell gong stably.
However, the Five-Colored Hell Ball is not a human magic ball, so although it can be practiced stably, if you continuously raise the level, you will inevitably suffer damage to your mind and body. Of course, the end was death.
There is a reason why a contemplative maniac is a genius sent from heaven. He was a monster of monsters who achieved something that no one had ever attempted before: disassembling and recreating the teachings and teachings of the Five Colored Hell Ball down to the letter by letter.
Ignoring the caster’s mind and body and constantly increasing his strength, he completely extracted only strength and depth from the hell ball, which had no choice but to become a living devil in the end, and transformed it into a martial arts ball that pursues the limits of both mind and body.
It didn’t even end there.
If that were the end, all the demons under the Blood Cult would have called him the greatest genius in history and not the worst traitor.
‘Natural enemy.’
The contemplative maniac turned the recreated hell ball into a destruction ball that breaks down demonic energy.
The supremacy of martial arts itself is enough to discuss the past and present, and if you train the martial arts, you can easily crush those who have learned the magic arts.
Before the caster’s ability, it was the instinct of the martial artist itself. Beyond destroying a specific magic attack, it was the natural enemy of all magic skills in the world, so from the point of view of the blood religion, it was the worst study that must be eliminated.
‘I don’t know about other magic balls, but the only thing that can destroy a magic power is a transformed hell ball. Even though it has been transformed, its level is still so high that it is said to be a martial art that cannot be practiced unless one is a gifted person from heaven.’
Of course, the guy in front of me is probably a meditative maniac.
Looking at his body, he is not a person who has gone through a transition from old age to old age. In that case, he was actually around 30 years old, so it would have been impossible for him to learn Hell Ball at that age.
‘It is clear that he is a meditative maniac. In all likelihood, the body was transformed into blood jade.’
Sreuk.
Chen Qiaohong took a step back.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was about to attack right away, flinched. Just a little while ago, there were strangely many gaps, but in an instant, all the gaps disappeared.
Chen Qiaohong said calmly.
“You are a meditative maniac.”
“Think however you want….”
“Even if you’re not a meditative maniac, we can’t keep you alive as long as you’ve mastered ‘that’ hell ball.”
Whoa!
Incredible magical energy erupted from Cheon Gyo-hong’s body.
The magic energy that was quiet and then exploded gave an intimidating feeling that was truly like a disaster. Even Yeonhojeong, who had mastered the Demonic Attack and his natural enemy, the Hwangryongshinwanggong, was able to momentarily take three or four steps back.
The density of demonic energy was surprising, but the level that Cheon Gyo-hong had achieved was incredible. It is clear that it is less powerful than the first time, but it still has the momentum to be considered the best in the world.
In the eyes of Hyukryunhwi, who was observing Cheon Gyohong from the side, his strong spirit of life was once again seen as young.
The reason he couldn’t attack easily even if there was an opening was because he couldn’t just ignore Cheon Gyo-hong’s words.
However, Chen Qiaohong has strengthened his will to fight, so there is only one thing left to do.
Paaaaang!
Before Yeonhojeong moved, Hyeokryunhwi came within close range of Cheon Gyohong.
Hyukryunhwi’s hand stretched out towards Cheongyohong’s middle finger. It was Jincheon Marajang (振天魔羅掌), the Jinsin season of the Demon Seon (魔仙).
Qarring!
With an explosion of alcohol, Hyeokryeonhwi’s body was thrown out.
hook!
Cheon Gyo-hong, who had already reached Hyeok-ryeon-hwi’s nose, smiled grimly.
“No matter how great your martial arts skills are, if you use them with that kind of trivial energy, you are no better than third-rate.”
Cheon Gyo-hong’s chair flew towards Hyuk-ryeon-hwi’s chest.
The speed was incredibly fast. Hyukryunhwi hurriedly crossed his arms.
bang!
With the sound of a bomb exploding, his body flew away, destroying a building in the distance.
Flash!
The light dragon was swung diagonally, creating a huge shock wave.
Cheon Kyo-hong’s new model shook precariously due to the shock wave. The yellow dragon flying out of the air restricted Qian Qiaohong’s new form, which had to move immediately.
Yeonhojeong powerfully thrust out the Gwangryongbu.
Rather than swinging and cutting, it stabs like a sword. The yellow dragon flag on the blade of the Gwangryongbu rotated wildly, coloring Cheongyohong’s entire field of vision in golden light.
Cheon Kyo-hong threw out a pair of swords.
Crumbling!
Yeonhojeong’s new form faltered. Cheon Gyo-hong was pushed back as many as five steps.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was about to swing the Gwangryongbu again, was momentarily shocked.
bang!
He cried out and vomited blood due to the tension that exploded in front of his chest.
The Yellow Dragon Qi arose and terrifyingly dismantled the demonic energy infiltrating the body. There was no damage other than minor internal injuries, but the force was strong enough to make my whole body tremble.
There was no time to swing the Gwangryongbu again. The chairman of Yeonhojeong headed to the front. It was the head of the Golden Dragon Bundle.
Fuuuuuuu!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.
Cheon Gyo-hong’s hands wrapped around the tension as if they were pressing down on it and exploded.
It was an incredibly surprising move. Instead of directly protecting the martial arts attack, which was obviously a natural enemy, he wrapped it around in the middle and exploded, reducing the impact to less than 30 percent.
Even Yeonhojeong of the world had never used such a method. It was truly an ingenious idea worthy of a great master of magic to devise a method to receive the Yellow Dragon with only a few exchanges.
Chen Qiaohong’s feet pressed down on the ground.
Crumbling!!
It was a terrifying advance.
It is not a practice of simply increasing one’s strength or using one’s intellect to strengthen one’s power.
The ground was splitting vertically. Black smoke rose from the cracked ground, as if the sulfur fire of hell had risen to the ground.
Puff puff!
A huge explosion followed the smoke. The explosions were placed vertically and exploded sequentially.
Regardless of whether it was an effective means of attack, it was questionable whether this was possible with human strength.
Yeonhojeong swung the Gwangryongbu.
Quaaaang!
The power of Borsanse was contained in the vertically struck Gwangryongbu.
The exploding Balgyeong was covered with Hwangryonggi’s Balkyung. The thick smoke and spray of hair fell and flew backwards toward Cheon Gyo-hong.
But Cheon Kyo-hong was not there. Using surprisingly fast divine techniques, he appeared in the rear room of Yeonhojeong in an instant.
Yeon Ho-jeong quickly swung his left arm. He aimed for the upper part of Cheon Gyo-hong with his elbow.
however.
Bub bub bub!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face distorted. Cheon Kyo-hong’s fist struck his side and left arm in an instant.
There was no doubt that Hwangryongshinwanggong was an anti-demonic martial artist, but that was only possible when competing with strength. By melting the enlightenment that had reached a high level, I was helpless against the attacks that came and avoided the opponent.
Quang!
Yeon Ho-jeong threw out the Geumryong Jinakkwon Geumryong Beoncheonjang one after another, pushed Cheon Gyo-hong away, and swung the Gwangryongbu.
Flash!
It wasn’t all about grabbing and swinging. It was an attack with evasion in mind. The spinning light dragon flowed through the secret art of the fish sword and aimed at Cheon Gyo-hong’s body.
Cheon Kyo-hong’s face was full of admiration.
‘It’s an incredible sense of battle.’
I tried to avoid clashing with each other and thoroughly looked for an opening to attack, but I tried to block it and use the secret technique of the fish sword to enforce the martial arts and spiritual techniques from the root.
Although he possesses opposing martial arts skills, it does not end there. The fighting method was flexibly changed depending on the opponent’s response. This is not a half-baked warrior who only trusts in his strength.
‘indeed.’
I was surprised, but soon came to terms with it. A contemplative maniac who is talked about as a legend had to show this level of skill.
Flash! Flash!
Cheon Gyo-hong, who had avoided Gwangpung Island with his crazy movements, appeared right in front of Yeon Ho-jeong in an instant.
It was a new law beyond imagination. It doesn’t seem overwhelmingly fast, but at some point it appears in an unexpected location.
This was Gwanghyeolgyo’s blood demon practice. It was a divine art of extreme ascension, with less than five people in the history of the Blood Cult practicing it to reach greatness.
Cheon Gyo-hong’s fist hit Yeon Ho-jeong in the chest.
Quang!
Cheon Gyo-hong, who was trying to widen the distance after the first blow, felt embarrassed for a moment.
Crump!
Yeonhojeong throws his head back and spits out blood.
But before he knew it, his hand was holding Cheon Kyo-hong’s right arm.
Chen Qiaohong instinctively poured magic energy into his right arm.
but.
Cheeeeeeeee!
Black smoke billowed out from Cheon Kyo-hong’s right arm.
Stronger demonic energy only ignorantly increased the power of the yellow dragon flag. The yellow dragon flag that destroyed the pouring demonic energy like a thunderbolt instantly covered his right arm.
For the first time, Qian Qiaohong’s complexion became pale.
Pow!
Cheon Gyo-hong, who cut off the area around the shoulder of his right arm with a left-handed strike, retreated.
Grumble!
The right arm that Yeon Ho-jeong was holding was instantly engulfed in golden flames and then turned into powder.
Buuuuung! Buuuuung!
Above Yeonhojeong’s head, the Gwangryongbu was rotating sideways. It was intended to attack the opponent at any time.
“Whoop.”
Cheon Gyo-hong took a deep breath. Yeon Ho-jeong also controlled his breathing.
“As expected, legends never go anywhere. Responding so quickly…”
That was then.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand turned towards Cheon Gyo-hong. It was a movement that seemed to radiate tension.
However, Yeonhojeong did not show any tension. Rather, what was spewing out from his hand was the yellow dragon energy that filled his entire body.
Hwaaaaaaa!
It wasn’t an attack.
It was spewing out vital energy in all directions, but at first glance, it seemed like it was just consuming vital energy at random.
Cheon Gyo-hong, who was looking at Yeon Ho-jeong with puzzled eyes, was shocked for a moment, causing his whole body to tingle.
Phew!
The abundant yellow dragon energy that spread into the air immediately surrounded Cheon Qiaohong.
It took over the air with its true spirit. The yellow dragon that spread through the air slowly rotated and aimed at Tian Qiaohong’s body.
‘this!!’
Faaagh!
Cheon Gyo-hong escaped from the scene with a blood demon attack.
Before we knew it, the light dragon flew like a beam of light and exploded onto Cheon Gyo-hong’s body.
Quaaaang!
Cheon Gyo-hong, covered in blood, fell to the ground.
Yeon Ho-jeong approached, out of breath. His face, looking down at Cheon Kyo-hong in a dazed state, as if possessed, was not normal for anyone to see.
“…die.”
Do you even know what you are talking about?
Wow!
He suddenly returned, holding the Gwangryongbu in his hand and unleashing his deadly force on the fallen Cheon Gyo-hong.
“I’m dead!!”
Flash!
Cheon Gyo-hong’s upper and lower body were separated by a strike from the light dragon that emitted a black flash.
