Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 462 Choice of the Era (2)

A huge sword struck like a thunderbolt.

Prince Eulji, who was momentarily dazed by the shock of Gungwijo’s death, did not dare to escape.

Quaaaang!

“Tsk!”

He blocked it by crossing the black and red swords, but the impact from the long sword was so great that it went beyond the sword and shook the joints of his entire body.

Seo-ryang’s eyes sparkled.

“It’s pretty good.”

Eulji-gun’s eyes suddenly changed.

This is what the strong say to the weak. The power of the attack was so great that it had never been experienced before, but Euljigun’s pride did not allow him to acknowledge the strength of his opponent.

“You little bastard!”

Cheer ring!

The Eulji army, who deflected the sword with a brilliant sword strike, rushed at a frightening speed.

A strange look appeared in Seo-ryang’s eyes.

‘That’s fascinating.’

Euljigun’s body was sturdy and bulky. This meant that beyond simply having a good physique, the training itself focused on strength.

Nevertheless, the walking technique that seemed to seep in was extremely fluid. It was soft, as if a ghost was approaching.

bang!

The Eulji Army quickly approached and made a strong advance. At the same time, the black divine sword and the red great sword aimed at Xu Liang’s neck and chest like lightning.

‘So that’s it.’

As he approaches with a loss of strength, he uses his explosive internal energy to use all of his strength into a sword strike. Swordsmanship and footwork were integrated. It was a martial art that focused solely on the power of the sword, including physical training as well as footwork and new techniques.

‘It’s impressive, though.’

Xiliang’s Heavenly Demon Sword was swung sideways.

Damn it!

The dual swords bounced off one sword.

It was like looking at fallen leaves swept away by a storm. It was so powerful that not just the sword but the entire upper body was thrown to the side.

But Eulji-gun was also not ordinary. Even though he received a blow that made it difficult to even dare to launch a series of attacks, he turned his body with an exquisite center of gravity and sent the Black Death Sword flying away using a flying sword technique.

It was an exquisite technique to disrupt the opponent’s sense of rhythm. Although it was not a powerful martial art, it was a martial art that deserved praise for its techniques that were sufficient to kill the enemy.

Of course, Seoliang had the reflexes to match this exquisite technique.

Paaang!

The tension raised from the bottom sent the Black Death Sword flying high into the sky.

‘here!’

Flash!

Prince Eulji thrust the Hongryeon Great Sword into Seoryang’s abdomen.

The sword strike was powerful, but it did not show any martial arts that could be considered a so-called special move. Rather, the focus was on disrupting the opponent’s rhythm and breaking their psychology by poking at their loopholes.

‘Very good.’

Although it was an enemy, the series of killing methods were unique and clean. In a way, it seemed similar to the assassin’s method of killing. It is closer to martial arts rather than martial arts, which conserves one’s strength while maximizing efficiency.

Xi Liang swung the Cheonmado horizontally and vertically.

Whoops! Sigh!

“Tsk!”

Euljigun staggered and retreated.

Although he was a unique martial artist who formed a family, his opponent was Seoliang. Seoliang was an all-round martial artist who was well versed in not only the art of killing and magic, but also the martial arts.

In other words, it is a martial artist who is close to being completely flawless. He was a martial god who mastered all martial arts and could not even master Euljigun’s martial arts skills.

Half a year ago, during the battle with the Iron Blood Lord, Song Zheng Baek, Xiliang realized what his shortcomings were.

It was just about living.

The skills of other martial artists were bound to be different from those in ordinary fights where one’s skills were competed against, and in life-or-death situations where one’s life was at stake. However, in Seoliang, the difference was particularly severe.

A person shows his true power only when he truly decides to kill. A person who can claim to be the strongest only in a fight to the end.

It shouldn’t be like that.

An ideal warrior is one who has no deviation in his skills in any fight, whether it is life or death or just a test of skill. I don’t know if there is anyone who can truly do that, but it is right to try to reach an area that is impossible for an unmanned person.

However, you cannot lower your skills in life-or-death situations. In other words, in any fight, you must bring out absolute skills that can be demonstrated in a life-or-death situation.

The past six months have been a time to narrow that gap. While dealing with the overall internal affairs of Shingyo, he systematically refined his martial arts skills.

And now.

Seoryang, who was dealing with Euljigun, the master of the sword and archery, an expert in flower guard, was showing flawless martial arts without a single flaw.

Whoops! Damn it! Whoops!

The heavy sword moved quickly and cheerfully like a whip.

It was not a martial art that would level up the qigong skills and lay waste to the entire area. However, defense and counterattack are impossible. To Seoryang, who was swinging his sword with determination, the Eulji army seemed to be in no hurry to dodge, let alone counterattack.

Jeoksong and Hyeoncheonjinin, who were watching Seoryang’s fight from behind, were filled with admiration.

“Isn’t it amazing?”

“That’s right. “It’s completely different from before.”

“Are you trying to follow your teacher and reach Manryu Gwijong (萬流歸宗)? For some reason, it seems like the ultimate intention of Jeonggong (正功) can be seen in the religious leader’s solemn Taoist method. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen martial arts that are so clean and uncluttered.”

A faint smile appeared on Red Pine’s face.

“You’ve become stronger, leader Seo.”

You don’t have to attack your opponent with unconventional magic and bloody force.

It was a martial art that put pressure on the opponent through thoroughly trained and formal martial arts. It seemed like he was fully prepared to go beyond the realm of Zen with martial arts, as there was a martial principle beyond imagination in a single, seemingly simple blow.

And how long has it been?

Finally, the pendulum began to tilt sharply.

Fuwaaaaak!

“Ugh!”

A deep icon was engraved on Euljigun’s forearm.

It was a wound that tore through thick muscle and broke half of the bone. The Hongryeon Great Sword held in my left hand flew into the sky.

“profit!”

Chiri riri ring!

The white long sword that had been hidden until the end flew into the sky on its own. It was an enlightenment worthy of a swordsman and a swordsmanship performed with a white-robed sword.

A light like the sun emanated from Seo-ryang’s eyes.

“Go!!”

Quang!

The Cheonmado was swung with a tremendous forward motion that shook dozens of fields in a radius.

For a moment, Eulji was so shocked that his eyesight seemed to go dark.

It seemed like a huge blade was falling on my head like Mount Tai standing tall in a dark world. In front of the reality of that terrifying power, sword techniques, sword wind, and even sword techniques were useless.

Kaaaaaaaa! Puhwaak!

The new Black Snake Sword and White Dragon Sword were shattered.

“Cough!”

Eulji-gun, who was on his knees, suddenly vomited blood. The right clavicle, ribs, and thigh bones were all broken one after another. No matter how much of a fire fighter he was, he had no choice but to become incapable of fighting.

“At first, I just wanted to kill him cleanly.”

Eulji looked up at Seoryang with trembling eyes.

Unlike Euljigun, who was mortally wounded, Seoryang was just fine. At first glance, he looked leisurely as he looked down at Eulji-gun with the Cheonmado on his shoulder.

The difference in skill between the two was so great. Even if it is the same Hwakyung Geumma, the depth of martial arts itself is different.

“If you think about it, if you’re a great person like the Lord of the Sword Palace, wouldn’t you know a lot of information that we don’t know?”

“Cough! “Kill me!”

He says he would rather die than provide information. He was like a military man with strong pride.

Xi Liang said coldly.

“The right to life and death belongs only to the winner. “A loser can’t even die.”

“…!!”

“do not worry. “Because you can get whatever you want without having to resort to torture.”

Xu Liang extended his left hand forward.

Squeeze!

A faint electric light appeared in his left hand. It was the reigning Demon Emperor.

“Go to sleep now.”

Flash!

A ray of lightning seemed to flash, and then Eulji’s eyes closed.

Xiliang looked back.

Although Jeoksong and Hyeoncheonjinin continued to stumble, they somehow managed to keep their posture straight.

Xu Liang said in a sad voice.

“Let’s go, you old men who work hard.”

Some time after Seoryang and his party disappeared.

Slurp.

A wisp of black fog appeared in front of the pile of Gungguijo’s corpse.

“They say he’s the Ten Great Heavenly Demon, and he’s really amazing. “Isn’t it safe to say that he was the greatest person in the world at the time?”

The masked man’s eyes glowed blue.

“As expected, elimination is the top priority.”

* * *

“I feel refreshed afterward.”

Seo-ryang’s face, sitting at the royal temple, looked very refreshing.

Ho Yaoseong asked with a devastated face.

“You seem to be in a good mood.”

“It’s been a while since I used a knife, so I feel relieved. “It seems like all the rust has come off my joints.”

“Yes, I think so.”

“I need to relax more often from now on. “If it doesn’t work out, I’ll have to deal with the Lord Wonju…”

Seoliang, who continued talking with a grin on his face, looked down at Hoyoseong, thinking it was a mistake. Hu Yaocheng’s face was extremely gloomy.

Xi Liang rubbed his hands together like a fly.

“No, that’s just what I’m saying. How can I live my life patting my stomach while the entire military is suffering like this? ah! “Speaking of which, why don’t you leave the work to me sometimes and take a break?”

“it’s okay. “It’s just the beginning.”

“That’s right. So, shouldn’t we prepare ourselves physically for the future? “When I see you looking so bad these days, I feel like you’re going to collapse at any moment, so I’m scared.”

“Please make me some good tonic medicine.”

“I can melt the Heavenly Demon God Altar and give it to you.”

The Heavenly Demon Goddess was the best elixir and treasure of Shinto religion. The demonic energy concentrated in a single medicine was extremely refined, so anyone who took it could obtain powerful demonic energy. There aren’t even any side effects.

Hu Yao-seong chuckled.

“If I had such a treasure at my age, what would I use it for?”

“But that doesn’t mean I can eat it.”

“If you really want to, please spray it on your subordinates. “We will need more experts in the future.”

“Do you think drinking one elixir will keep you alive?”

“So, I have to give it to the guy who can see the trick.”

“Well, that’s right. Should I give it to the above commander?”

“I heard that we have already surpassed the point where our strength can be increased with elixirs a long time ago?”

“but.”

Hu Yaosheng’s face became serious. It’s time to stop joking.

“Jeongmu Ssangsin entered the intensive care unit of Blood Soul Pavilion. “We can somehow keep our lives together, but they say even if we do our best, it won’t last more than three months.”

Xiliang’s eyes deepened.

“I can’t help it. They were all dying. Rather, three months is a long time.”

“Was it that bad?”

“It’s good to be alive. “If it weren’t for our strong mental strength, we would both have died long ago.”

“okay.”

Ho Yo-seong nodded with a calm expression, took out a document from his arms, and handed it to him.

“What is this?”

“It is a preemptive strike site.”

“…!”

“Please confirm.”

After scanning the document once, Seo-ryang nodded.

“It must cost a lot of money.”

“The common people will not believe in the sincerity of our school anyway. “Since Lee Wangjisa and Jeongmu Ssangsin have come to our school, we have no choice but to take advantage of their cooperation.”

“Look, they are coming up with a plan. “I think you’re very pretty.”

“It’s creepy.”

“Oh, but I’m Gyojun.”

“ha ha ha.”

“That person…”

Hu Yaosheng said again in a serious voice.

“I put an iron fist on it.”

It was a sudden remark, but Seoryang understood it perfectly.

“He was someone who was able to hide his presence, almost at the level of the Hocheon Demon Emperor. “Even an iron heart could be dangerous, right?”

“There were no troops available. “I have no choice but to trust in his ability to be careful.”

“After leaving Hunan Province, leave it to Hao Wen. Any more than that is dangerous. “It’s probably someone among the top ten.”

“All right.”

A cool smile appeared on Seo-ryang’s face.

While fighting Euljigun, he realized that someone was watching him. But it didn’t show.

‘It was an amazing energy. The quality of Jingi seemed to be higher than that of Eulji-gun. However, it was neither the new religion of the righteous faction nor the different sciences of Sima Wei Dao. If you do that…’

Seoryang, deep in thought, stood up from his seat.

“I will go into the strategy room tomorrow. Please work a little harder.”

“Would you like to rest?”

“Is that possible?”

Seo-ryang’s eyes sparkled.

“What you can’t do, I have to do it myself.”