#Episode 1032
It was like two huge waves swallowing each other.
There were a few differences: the place was a vast snow field rather than the sea, instead of water, it was a wave made up of countless people and flashing blades, and the foam that exploded at the end of the collision was as red as blood.
No, it was blood itself.
Quad deud deuk!
A clash of tens of thousands against tens of thousands.
Like a warhorse that had not learned how to back down, the two armies charging towards each other quickly became mixed up. Flashing the weapons held in each hand.
Cha chachang! Poop!
Suddenly!
A thick blood mist spreads out along with an eerie cutting sound.
And in an instant, in a snowy field covered with countless blood and screams, there were awls fiercely cutting through the center.
“Infinite Buddha… … !”
Wow.
The hem of the coat of paint flutters wildly as if hit by a storm due to a powerful air wave.
The Wind Cloud Sword Lord, who cut down five enemies with a single sword, lowered his huge sword body at an angle with his milky sword.
Shoot!
Space is distorted by the enormous pressure. The long sword river swept away the enemies armed with black armor.
Quaaaaaaaaa!
The ground overturned with a loud noise, flesh and bones flying in all directions at the same time.
However, even though they saw the terrible scene right in front of their eyes, the believers who had come to worship the new god called Heaven did not blink an eye.
No, more precisely, he looked at the Wind Cloud Blade with hazy eyes, as if he was possessed by something, and continued to move forward.
Constantly muttering eight-letter teachings.
“Heaven and heaven and earth (天上天下).”
“Manmaangbok (萬魔仰伏)… … .”
Flutter!
The voice, which was so empty and even creepy, ended only after death.
At least for that moment, the Wind Cloud Sword Army had no doubt about it.
Crumble.
Blood bubbles are boiling between the gaping neck bones.
The prisoner whose throat was cut by the Wind Cloud Blade’s sword muttered with his eyes slowly losing their luster.
“Heaven, croak. cloth… … ”
Sigh!
A sermon that only comes to an end after a sword is inserted into the chest. Seeing the instructor like that, Geomgun Pungwoon felt a chill run down his spine.
‘They are by no means ordinary people.’
Of course, it was a natural thing. Even in those days when the Heavenly Demon was sweeping the central plains, the 100,000 Demons gathered under his command were literally half-crazed fanatics.
However, the enemies the Wind Cloud Sword Army faced at the time had at least something to fear.
They clearly had emotions that all humans should have.
‘But what the hell… … .’
At that moment, the Wind Cloud Sword Lord finally realized the identity of this déjà vu.
fear.
They have no fear.
Even though it was clear that he knew that he was an unrivaled force, the followers of Dark Heaven continued to push towards him as if they were born for this very moment.
Instead of pure white foam, red blood is sprinkled.
Squirt!
The tip of the sword moved fluidly and swung towards the enemies coming from all directions.
Thirty-six swords under heaven.
The ultimate swordsmanship, a symbol of the Jongnam faction, swept through the space. The weapons and bodies of the enemies, cut like tofu by the extremely sharp force, were scattered into pieces.
Suddenly! Toad!
Corpses falling apart with an eerie sound of destruction.
However, one of the enemies, whose chest was deeply split along with one arm, instead of falling down with a groan in pain, was stretching out its remaining hand.
Pow!
The hem of the spray bursts at the same time with a sharp puncture.
The Wind Cloud Sword Army, who narrowly avoided the enemy’s force, quickly stretched out its hand.
Poop!
A new type that collapses only after the wind of the Cheongungji (天穹指) boasted by the Jongnam Sect penetrates between the eyebrows.
However, even though dozens of enemies were eliminated in a very short period of time, the Wind Cloud Blade’s face remained stiff.
‘This.’
It’s definitely true. Not only are they fearless, they can’t even feel pain.
I don’t know if a specific Dafa method or a dream potion was used, but this was clearly a phenomenon that went far beyond common law.
There are tens of thousands of these enemies.
They cannot feel fear or pain, and their individual inaction is also high, so they are literally combat weapons ready to sweep the battlefield.
‘Not good. No, it’s the worst.’
It was at that time that the Wind Cloud Sword Army bit its lip in fear for the first time since the Great Demon War.
Easy profit!
The huge energy that came with the overlapping sound of the waves penetrated one axis of the battlefield.
Kwaaaaang!
With an unexpected roar, numerous pieces of meat flew in all directions.
At the same time, the disciples of the Jongnam Sect, who were building a thorough inspection centering on Noho Swordsman and Taeeul Mujeonggeom, saw the scene and the Pungwoon Swordgun’s eyes widened.
“no!”
“Buy, buy!”
Cries like screams.
They were in great shock after losing a member of the Samun family with whom they had shared hardships since childhood, and stared blankly at their enemy, who had instantly torn down their strong swordsmanship.
Two men completely covered in pitch black from head to toe.
No, as the Blood Sword Demon Army said, they are unknown beings for whom the name “black ghost” suits them very well.
Wow.
A black energy rising all over the body envelops the air.
Before he knew it, he had constricted the hearts of the trembling disciples of the Jongnam faction and tied their hands and feet.
“Sigh… … !”
The sound of heavy breathing coming from everywhere.
Everyone was weighed down by an eerie force, or an overwhelming force known somewhere far, far away as Fear.
No, most of them, to be exact.
Shut up!
The Wind Cloud Sword army that rushed in, erasing the space at once, was more furious than ever.
In just the blink of an eye, more than a dozen disciples died.
As a long-time scholar, the people he was supposed to protect, the followers of the Jongnam faction he had been watching since childhood, were cruelly broken in an instant.
“dare!”
Shhh shush!
The tip of the sword filled with anger cuts through the wind. The world’s thirty-six swords, which have reached their configuration, pour out, drawing dozens of sword images.
And then, it was fleetingly scattered.
Whoa! Kang!
The moment the huge energy and energy collided, the Wind Cloud Sword Army’s eyes bulged greatly.
His beloved sword, which had cut through the wind, was being pushed away by the blade of the ax that was swung along with the wind, erasing the sword’s image.
“What… … !”
That’s it. Quang!
Before the Wind Cloud Sword Army could fully express its astonishment, the sword body trembled as it was finally unable to withstand the immense power and was thrown back.
Quad deuk!
A toe that is pushed out, creating a deep valley. Windwun Swordgun, who had barely managed to collect the new form, felt a stabbing pain in his wrist.
It was such a huge shock that it couldn’t even be compared to that.
“Yes, you.”
A voice stammered out between parted lips.
The Wind Cloud Sword Lord’s eyes were wide open as if they were about to pop out at any moment as he stared at the black demon holding a huge sword the size of an adult.
‘no way. no way.’
The Wind Cloud Sword Army tried hard to deny it, but the reality unfolding before their eyes was different.
The dark ghost who single-handedly blocked Jang Mun-in from the Jongnam faction was a face that remained in my memory.
I didn’t recognize it at first, but now I know.
That weapon is not only ignorant, but even bizarre. Although they are hideously distorted and discolored, their facial features still vaguely retain traces of the past.
“… … “A black monster.”
The Wind Cloud Blade muttered in a mesmerized voice.
The Great Demon Head of the Demonic Cult that the Wind Cloud Demon Army encountered on the battlefield along with his teacher a long time ago. The supreme powerhouse who first instilled in him the fear of death.
and… … .
“Of course, he must have died.”
One of the twenty great demons under the Heavenly Demon who finally met his end on the spot that day.
“But, but how?”
It was something that couldn’t happen, something that shouldn’t have happened.
However, the question of the Wind Cloud Sword Army was not resolved.
The strong attack power that swept in the next moment brought the Wind Cloud Sword Army back to reality.
Squirt, flutter!
My throat is bleeding.
Seeing the sight of a middle-aged disciple who had been designated as the next elder being decapitated in just a few days, the Wind Cloud Sword Lord gritted his teeth and kicked the ground.
“Executioners!”
At that shout filled with power, the Noho Swordsman and Taeeul Martial Swordsman, who had been frozen as they belatedly realized the identity of the Black Demon Demon, moved.
Papat!
A new type that becomes blurry. The tip of my feet became as light as a feather by exercising the divine law.
However, the heart of the Wind Cloud Sword Army was extremely heavy as it was fired at the Black Ghost Demon, who returned from the dead under the new name of Black Demon, and another Black Demon who was emitting an equally powerful energy wave.
perhaps. perhaps… … .
‘Today could be that day.’
He has already joined the ranks of superhumans a long time ago. In addition, there are two brothers who are not qualified to be Taoists, but are excellent warriors.
But why?
Even though there are such executioners and 1,000 disciples, the reason why I feel afraid of only two of them.
‘… … ‘Infinite Buddha.’
Thinking of the word death, which he had already prepared himself for when leaving Jongnam Mountain, but which he could not easily accept, the Wind Cloud Swordlord stretched out his sword.
Shuhuaak!
And that was when the black ax blade was swung against the falling sword blow that distorted space.
Wow!
With a huge shock that was far beyond his expectations, the Wind Cloud Sword Army suddenly realized.
That his concerns were never simply due to fear.
The person who could decide the direction of this battle was not him.
Quad deuk.
In a world that has slowed down, as he watched the beloved sword he had spent his entire life being shattered into pieces, the Wind Cloud Blade suddenly remembered a person.
Although not stronger than anyone else in the world, someone who has always brought a wind of change that no one expected.
And the young people who are moving ahead of everyone else.
‘Jin Do (道友).’
Right at that moment.
Quaaaaa!
Waves of magical power, darker than dark clouds and as sticky as blood, swept everywhere.
* * *
Kwaaaa… … .
At one point, I heard a loud noise coming from somewhere behind me, and I instinctively tried to move my head back.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The arrow grazed the side with just a finger’s reach and bounced back at the enemy approaching from a blind spot.
Although he clearly had a lot of energy, he rushed towards me as if he didn’t feel the slightest pain and swung the Shinmoldo, which was filled with red sword energy.
No, I tried to swing it.
Sigh!
One beat ahead, I felt the sensation of bones shattering along the tips of my toes that had been swung like a whip.
A state of inability to fight, with nothing to see.
But I didn’t stop there, I waved one hand toward the guy who was sitting down with his shin crushed.
‘Inventory open, summon.’
The dagger that appeared in my empty hand was released as soon as it was caught. The destination of that flash was aimed precisely between the enemy’s eyes.
Plop, plop!
When I heard the sound of falling, I had already gone three miles further.
And by my side was the Fire King, Jeokcheongang.
Quaaaaa!
Flames greedily devouring everything and skin melting from the terrible heat.
At that time, when the entire place was covered with a foul smell of steam instead of screams, a fierce sound reached my ears.
Squirt!
