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Murim Login Chapter 325

Chapter 325

thrill.

It was a feeling shared by everyone here.

Hwasan, Gaeil, Jongnam, Haomun and even Yongbongpyo Bureau. Dozens of pairs of trembling eyes stared at the scene that opened in front of them.

“therefore.”

puck!

“When you say nice things.”

puck!

“You should have stopped.”

puck!

“Where do you get the first bread and the first sword?”

Wow!

The sound of the final blow was exceptionally loud. Gagging, with the sound of boiling blood, the new model of the old man collapsed.

A face covered in blood. The sharp nose bridge that once caught the attention of many women had long since collapsed, and the straight teeth, which had been in their 80s, now had only one front tooth left.

“Having someone else’s master, pad lip, f*ck off.”

Wow!

One last front tooth flew through the air and landed in a corner to deal with.

As they looked at the scene with devastated faces, a thought suddenly popped into their heads.

‘What am I looking at?’

Something was happening that I didn’t expect to happen, no, it shouldn’t happen.

Who would believe it if a young man on the fringe of the contract, who had just begun to make his name known to Gangho, beat the death penalty of the best master of the Jongnam faction and a long writer.

But everyone in this room watched closely.

The workshop of two people who dared not follow with their eyes. And the old man who collapsed at the end of the battle and the young man who stood tall alone.

“Fire Dragon…

Those two letters that someone muttered like a moan pierced people’s hearts deeply.

Shanxi dragon. That was the nameless name of Jin Tae-gyeong, a young man known to Moorim.

But it’s wrong. The sleepy dragon finally raised his body, and he will roam the expanse of the world, not Shanxi.

Become a single Fire Dragon.

“The only subject in my life where I got 100 points was morality, but today I attack the elderly properly. wake up.”

No, it wasn’t a fire dragon, was it a mad dragon?

The sight of Jin Tae-gyeong grabbing Hwang Bo-eom’s beard, which was a mess of soot and blood, as if it were her hair, brought the 30 Taeeul Sword Guards to their senses.

who is the old man Isn’t it Hwang Bo-eom, Taeeulmujeonggeom, the honorable leader of Samun and the death penalty of Jangmunin?

“Hey, wait!”

“Sajo!”

Voices bursting out simultaneously as if they had promised.

In the midst of it, there was an exceptionally loud and powerful cry.

“bloke! Can’t I let Sabaek go!”

It was at that moment when Hwang Cheon (黃泉), the leader of the Taeeul Sword Corps and a disciple of the second generation of the Jongnam faction, hurriedly pulled out his sword and stepped forward.

Slurleung, clap.

U M

The nether eye expanded like a saucer.

It really happened in an instant.

A cool blade stopped at his throat. The yellow bamboo pole was resting on his chest, and the sword body, which had come out halfway through the sheath, was caught by someone else’s sword and could not come out anymore.

The three men and women who overpowered Hwang Chun, the master of climax, opened their mouths in turn.

“You better not pull out that sword.”

“If you want a fight, I and Yongbongpyogu will deal with it.”

“If you hit it with the baton, it will hurt quite a bit. I’ve only learned five stars yet.”

Hwasan Ilhak, Baek Moo-seong, Eun-secret coin, and even the post-open gung-gi-bang.

And that wasn’t all.

“Protect Sogukju!”

“It’s difficult. It’s all over now, but it’s troublesome if it stays like this.”

Song Il-seom, with a cold impression who had been muttering incomprehensible words with the head of the Chong-pyo, Heo Jun, led the captains of the Yong-bong flag country and confronted the disciples of the Jong-nam faction… … .

“Buntaju commands the beggars of Open ■. Show those guys who aren’t even as good as Yellow Gus the taste of dog clubs!”

“What’s a bastard to be the same beggar?”

“Oi, I guess I’ll let Salpuri live once in a while.”

“If you get hurt even a little, Buntaju will take responsibility. Please don’t scold me for not being able to beg.”

Heukgeolgae and open swords dance at the waist

He vigorously took out the club he had attached to him and lifted it.

“You guys, don’t get hurt by interfering and write down every situation without omission. I can sell it for a higher price later.”

“Hey, are you going to turn Jongnam faction into an enemy?”

“Huh? Why turn an important customer into an enemy?

“Ah, of course!”

“Draw a picture. It’s as vivid as if it would jump out at any moment.”

Wolhwa and Haomun students, who are aiming for a big hit, write and that? started moving to

“wow! It’s the first time in my life that I’ve been in a situation like this!”

“These guys! There is also this Hyukmu Jin, the vice-captain of the Jinryongdae of the Taewonjin family and the right-hand man of the captain!”

Lastly, Cheongpung and Hyukmujin, who were one step away from across the river.

As things unfolded unexpectedly, Nether’s face turned red with embarrassment and anger.

“What is this! Everyone stop right now!”

The answer came elsewhere.

“What if you don’t want to stop?”

Netherland drew in a breath.

Beyond the shoulders of the people who stood in the way of Jong-Nam faction, the eyes of a person with cold sparks were staring at him.

“I asked. What if you don’t want to stop?”

New white steam spewed out from the corners of Jin Tae-kyung’s sarcastic mouth.

Witnessing an unbelievable divine power

would it be? My breath was choked just by the low voice that met my eyes and pierced my ears.

momentum. It was a truly overwhelming momentum.

‘This, at such a young age, how?’

The Nether realized once again. To that young man who defeated the best master of the jongnam, age is just a number.

‘Monster authors are monsters.’

And now, that very monster is looking at you.

I never thought that martial arts, which I was proud of, would feel so insignificant. It was at that time when Hwangcheon, overwhelmed by Jin Tae-kyung’s spirit, swallowed his dry saliva.

“Priest, please step back. Others, take up your sword.”

A person’s back blocking my eyes with a subdued voice.

Nether’s eyes widened at the familiar appearance.

“Hyeok’s death penalty…!”

Jongnam Ilryong Hyuk So-pyeong. He was called the future of Jongnam faction, and he is the best late index of Jongnam, which has not lost his reputation even now.

Standing in front of Hwangcheon, he stared at Jin Tae-gyeong with hard eyes.

Even with dozens of weaponry aimed at them, an unwavering voice came out.

“Stop the meaningless fight.”

“Doesn’t it make sense? stop it?”

The sound of wind escaping came from between Jin Tae-kyung’s lips.

“You guys started it, but I’m the one who finishes it.”

“I know. That’s why I’m asking you.”

“Please.

“Winning and defeat are already clear, so I ask for the generosity of the strong.”

More than his shockingly polite demeanor and voice, the contents of his words made the disciples of the Jongnam faction widen their eyes.

Nether, who had been silent for a moment behind him, raised his head and shouted.

“Death penalty!

“Priests.”

“Yes, yes?”

The voice that cut off the Nether’s words was soft, but the words that followed were like a sharp blade.

“Can’t you keep your mouth shut?”

“… … execution?”

Not only Hwangcheon, but everyone at the Taeeul Swordsman looked at Hyuk So-pyeong with a bewildered expression.

Hyuk So-pyeong opened his mouth slowly while receiving the gazes of the priests.

“If I hadn’t been blind, I would have seen it. He would also have heard if he had not been deaf. How it all started.”

“They devised a plan to devour Yongbong Pyo-guk in the shadows, so this is not an action taken by the dignified and prestigious Daepa. So the text has already lost its dignity.”

His voice was quiet and his expression was contorted. However, Hyuk So-pyeong did not stop talking.

“Also, even though he couldn’t admit his mistake in the face of such clear evidence, he swung his sword with a will to kill, which means that even a ray of trust left in the text was cut off. But who among us dares to speak of prestige? Me who forgot my duty and fell in love with myself? Or are you the ones who don’t admit your faults and just keep your pride?”

Hwangchun bowed his head. It wasn’t just him, but all the 30 Chong Nampa disciples shut his mouth and grabbed the sword armor hanging from his waist.

They felt ashamed that the words that flowed from Hyeok So-pyeong’s mouth were true, and they felt despondent and humiliated at the collapse of their deep-seated pride in being a scholar.

No one opened their mouths, but the emotions they felt were vividly conveyed to those around them.

“At least for today… we weren’t a big fan.”

One last word.

Hyuk So-pyeong, who was looking at the priests with remorseful eyes, turned around. And without a word, she took a deep throw at the one person who had waited for her words until the end.

“Hyuk So-pyeong, a disciple of Jongnam, dares to ask. I deeply regret and apologize for the wrong I have committed, so please be generous and save him just this once.”

As if you were dealing with a former master of Moorim

Extremely polite attitude.

However, the opponent who received the gun was a young young man in blue.

Moments later, Jin Tae-gyeong, who was staring at Hyuk So-pyeong with his head down, opened his mouth.

“It’s really hard to keep such a dog-like old man alive, but… … Okay, I’ll take a look.”

Before Hyuk So-pyeong could even raise his head, a cheerful voice continued.

“One last hit.”

baek!

* * *

To say that Daru’s interior was ruined was not enough.

The collapsed roof and all kinds of furniture were ground to dust in the aftermath of the fight between Hwang Bo-eom and I, and the cold wind and the murmur of people flowed in from the collapsed walls.

“Oh my God, Teng Wang Lu… …

“What the hell is this? Does anyone know what happened?”

“I don’t know exactly either.

When I lifted the flag, it was about an hour ago that Jong Nampa’s Taeeulmu Jeong-geom was leading the disciples… …

Xi’an is the center of Shaanxi. No matter how secluded the Tengwang Tower was, it could not escape people’s attention.

And the civilians, who were half-curious and half-worried, had to face dozens of pairs of sharp eyes.

“Until there.”

“It’s Murim’s business, so don’t get involved and go home quickly!”

As dozens of people armed with weapons set up their tents and block their approach, the crowd of civilians hesitated and retreated far away.

I clicked my tongue as I watched the Jong-Nam faction disciples who were struggling not to reveal the situation inside.

“Try, try.”

The prestige of the Daejong Nam faction and the fact that he was struggling to watch even a little bit in the yard where he had already been killed was so sad and like an idiot.

I slumped down on a wooden chair with a broken back and opened my mouth.

“Well, there were some unpleasant things, but we have to end what has to be done. Now let’s find an agreement through dialogue instead of savage violence.”

oh, it stings I ignored the stares that flew in from all directions and smiled at one person.

“So, what do you think of Hwangbo Daehyeop?”

Hwang Bo-eum immediately answered, no, moaned.

“Huh, Mr….

Both arms were fractured and one leg was broken. In addition, he suffered an internal injury that required a full year of recuperation, and his nose and teeth were also broken.

A sobbing moan escaped from his small gaping mouth, accompanied by the sound of boiling blood.

“Huh”

I grabbed Hwang Bo-eum’s wrist as she was struggling to breathe.

As I put up with the Middle East, which I wanted to break, and gave it some air power, the pale complexion improved a little bit.

“Patients, patients, calm down. Lord, no negotiation time.”

“Hey, Jin Tae-kyung. you… …

“That buzzword was fifty years ago.”

“You bastard, is it likely that the text will leave you alone… … .”

“Uh ≫

what to do with this I guess I’m still out of my mind.

I scratched the back of my head, then my hand flew away like lightning.

Whoops!

“Cheuk! ,,

Hwang Bo-eum, who had been slapped, turned white.

Shivering all over, crawling out of a chair

Hyuk So-pyeong sighed as he caught him about to fall.

“Whoa

“It’s not my fault. That person keeps beating me. I am begging you to kill me, but what should I do?”

“Stay fixed though. Anything more than this is life threatening.”

“You’re having a hard time too. I don’t think he would’ve been that good to you because of his personality. Didn’t he?”

“… … It doesn’t matter what kind of person I was. This is Master’s executioner, and he is the disciple of the main text.”

Looking at the complex expression, it seems that there is a story behind it.

Looking at it now, he’s surprisingly normal. … . Is that why you were drunk and ranting?

I had a momentary question, but, well, I had no intention of asking. I’m not too curious.

There are more important things to do now.

“Now, then, are you ready to negotiate?”

You said “Yes, yes.”

“You can tell us your requirements.”

What the hell happened? is this a dream?

Joo Hwa-ran, who rubbed her reddened cheek with a face that still did not feel real, opened her mouth.

“As compensation for this incident, this country demands the nullification of the contract and penalty from Jong-Nam faction… …

Hwang Bo-eom’s cracked voice interrupted what he was trying to say.

“refuse. The text will not make any reparations.”

I knew it would be like this.

I glanced at the hardened orchid.

“Lord, wait a minute.”

“yes?”

“It really only takes a moment.”

And without hesitation, he slapped Hwang Bo-eum on the cheek.

Whoops!

“Cheuk! ,,

“Four hundred!”

“Ask again. Compensate, no.”

With Hwang Bo-eum’s burning eyes, I

I glared at

“The text… does not offer any compensation…

Whoops!

“Cuck! no compensation whatsoever.”

Whoops!

“Ke-heo-eok! I’ll make any kind of compensation!” Okay, compensation! Okay! Thank you!” Negotiation is easy, right?

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