Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 488 Bringing a Typhoon (6)

Ma Dong-pil glared at an imaginary target.

The object did not reveal its shape as easily as expected. Ambiguous and ambiguous. It definitely took the form of ‘him’, but I wasn’t sure.

‘no. It was sharper.’

Jiyiing.

It felt like a bolt of lightning flashed in a corner of my head.

At the same time, the imaginary being gradually took on a distinct form.

‘Yeah, that was about it.’

Slurp.

An imaginary expert who can only be seen through Ma Dong-pil’s eyes.

The master was Jungwon Jeilchang Ungeuk, who competed in dozens of matches in the East Sea of Zhejiang not long ago.

Weeeeeeeee.

The blade of the spear pointed at him gave off a strange tremor.

It was a perfect creation and body. There is a window and I am the window.

Although his inner thoughts were sinister and his life was ferocious, his skills in honing a single weapon to its peak were worthy of being called a master.

Ma Dong-pil raised his sword mid-stop.

Chii Iik.

A dark red flame burned from the black blood demon sword.

It was a demonic sword containing the old demonic energy. The black blood demon sword, which received the power of its owner, unleashed a horrifying, deadly force.

Sreung. Sreung.

The spear blade swayed left and right.

The left and right are shaken, but we are ready to move anywhere, up, down, left, or anywhere.

Cold sweat broke out on Ma Dong-pil’s forehead.

‘That’s amazing.’

Imagine your enemy and spar with him.

It was a so-called solo fight. However, among the martial arts people in the world, there was no one who practiced solo fighting at a high level like Ma Dong-pil.

Wooooow.

At first glance, it seemed like magic energy was fluttering in the pantomime’s window.

He created an imaginary being and shared his demonic energy with it to enhance his presence. This was the method I used when practicing alone after sparring with Guan Pyeong over the years.

‘There are no gaps. And…’

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes sparkled.

‘come.’

Wow!

A long spear wriggled like a dragon, aiming to stop Ma Dong-pil.

It was a straight and honest blow, but it was not easy to strike.

It was not a matter of speed and power, but a matter of change. Ungeuk’s spear technique was neither a martial art of strength nor a martial art of speed.

It was a standard martial art that focused on distance and change, the fundamental attributes of the weapon called the spear itself.

Slurp!

The spear blade pierced the air.

Instead of parrying, dodge and then counterattack. Ma Dong-pil’s sword immediately aimed at Ungeuk’s uvula.

Paralock!

A new type of pantomime has created mysterious movements.

It was a move of all kinds. As if he had become a spear, he dodged Ma Dong-pil’s sword with a snake-like and cunning walking technique, and at the same time used a fearsome angle technique.

bang!

Ma Dong-pil’s fists and the angles of the drama created a spectacular clash.

‘strong.’

My fist was sore. No, it was probably a strategy of such power. At least, if it were the martial arts of the Ungeuk that I saw back then, this move would have put a lot of stress on my left lower arm.

Pabababak!

Ma Dong-pil’s sword drew dozens of sword images.

The reason I didn’t avoid each method was to maintain distance. This street was Geomkwon (劍圈). It won’t be easy to deal with it with spear skills.

Blah blah blah!

I didn’t think it would be easy to deal with, but I struck out the sword very flexibly.

It was a spear technique that was not limited by distance. Even the strength of the spear was beyond imagination. Even the Guyu Demon Ball raised to this level could not block the penetrating force.

‘Sigh!’

Grumble!

A blade of flame rose along the trajectory drawn by the black blood demon sword.

It was the Gujung Demon Sword that poured out like a storm. It was a merciless blow that even the ultimate expert would not dare to avoid.

The unexpected response was also dazzling.

Damn it! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

It was Qigong for Qigong. With a monstrous spear technique, the sword energy bounced off and struck a lightning-like lightning bolt.

Unable to avoid the blow, he extended his Beopwangsword to block it, but his body was thrown back by the impact. It was a terrifying power.

Wow!

The spear of the pantomime moved strangely.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes deepened.

‘It can be prevented, but…’

I knew it right away.

A battle of numbers is inevitable in the life-or-death situation between a master and a master. And in the battle of numbers, you have to score three or four moves before you can even blink to win.

I could tell because Ma Dong-pil was good at fighting such numbers.

‘If things continue like this, we will lose.’

Two hundred sum? No, one hundred and eighty-nine.

If you add up to just one hundred and eighty-nine, the pantomime’s spear will pierce your heart. Such a future has been drawn.

‘But… if you receive the power of the Black Blood Demon Sword.’

Whoa!

As soon as I thought about it, Gu Yuma Fire burned in my black sword body.

Ma Dong-pil swung his sword without hesitation.

‘We can achieve victory within 40 sums.’

bang!

“omg!”

Ma Dong-pil was startled and took a step back.

“Oh, what a harsh blow.”

Seo-ryang suddenly appeared in front of Ma Dong-pil and waved his hand.

“Now you can freely use old Yumahwa. “Yes, it’s okay if you have this level of martial arts.”

“Church leader?!”

“Hello?”

Ma Dong-pil knelt down on the spot.

“sorry. How dare you point a sword at the leader…”

“Hey, don’t do that. “Don’t you get tired of it not once or twice, but every time?”

Seoyang smiled and spread his red-hot hands wide.

“are you okay. “Even though you’ve become stronger, it’s not enough to hurt you.”

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.

There was a straight red mark on Seo-ryang’s palm. But that was all. There were no sword wounds or burns from fire.

‘You’re amazing.’

Ma Dong-pil was impressed.

Even though he didn’t put all his effort into it, it was a powerful enough blow to burn three or four decent experts on the spot. That powerful blow had no effect on the cult leader at all.

Absolute martial arts beyond imagination. This was the martial arts of the Heavenly Demon.

“The effectiveness of dog fighting has increased compared to the past. “Isn’t it great?”

“Oh no.”

“No, it’s not like I’m like that.”

“…Yeah.”

“The stronger your imagination and concentration, the more powerful it becomes. But you didn’t stop there.

Calmness is essential when creating an imaginary enemy. Proper training is only possible when you clearly recognize the difference in skill between you and the enemy.”

Xu Liang said with a smile.

“That’s the level of a master. “Except for Panmajeong, he’s better than me.”

“These are difficult words to bear.”

“haha.”

Xi Liang asked.

“Was it a farce?”

There was surprise in Ma Dong-pil’s eyes.

“How did you know?”

“I heard that your movements were exactly those you would make when fighting against a long-armed expert. But is it common for a military expert to be able to engage in such close combat with an expert of your level?”

“ah!”

“I heard that dozens of sums were exchanged with Sinchang Eongeuk. “It looks like you were fighting with him.”

Ma Dong-pil thought.

I don’t know how strong I will become in the future, but I will never be able to reach the level of a religious leader.

I wasn’t the type of person who could catch up with him in the first place, but I wondered if I could even keep up with him even if I tried my whole life.

Ma Dong-pil asked, once again admiring the greatness of the leader.

“But what brought you here?”

“What brings you here? “I came to see you.”

“Oh yeah. “Please order.”

“Well… I don’t think we’re the kind of people who would come just to give an order.”

“…I’m sorry for my sin.”

“Haha, but today is right. “I came because I have an order to give you.”

“Oh yeah.”

Xu Liang smiled.

“I have something to do in the midfield.”

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes sparkled.

“Are you talking about the teacher?”

“Oh, but it’s a bit of a headache.”

“yes?”

“I gave a separate order to the Hocheon Demon Emperor. So I ended up going out alone without them.”

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.

“So, this time you need to be a little more nervous. “Well, it’s always been that way.”

Ma Dong-pil lowered his head.

“I will protect my religious leader with my life.”

“Okay, please do me a favor.”

I ask for a favor.

The leader was not the type of person to talk like that. Ma Dong-pil once again felt that this trip to Jungwon was dangerous.

And his feelings were correct.

“It’s going to be really dangerous this time. “It’s an operation in which I myself become the bait.”

“Are you talking about U.S. bait?”

Seoryang explained to Ma Dong-pil where he was headed and what role he had to play.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes wavered.

“Such… a dangerous operation…”

“What are you going to do? Even Master Ho wouldn’t ask me to do something like this. That means there was no other way.”

“okay.”

“You’re such a bad soldier, aren’t you?”

Ma Dong-pil said with a smile.

“He is a bad soldier, but there is no one like him.”

“ha ha ha!”

This was the difference between Ma Dong-pil and Jincheon.

Ma Dong-pil is flexible and Jincheon is strong. Ma Dong-pil was also like Jincheon at times, but he was a comrade in arms who crossed countless lines with Seoryang.

That’s why I ‘understand’ him. By understanding Western Liang, I was able to understand the nature of nature.

However, if the operation is so dangerous, all we can do is protect it with our lives.

“When do you plan to leave school?”

“Two days later, when the sun sets. “We will leave right then.”

Ma Dong-pil lowered his head.

“I will prepare.”

“okay. Oh and.”

“yes?”

Xu Liang turned around.

“Just in case, eat as much as you can. “It is said that the ghosts that died after eating had beautiful stains.”

“….”

“I want to eat a lot too.”

* * *

“yes?”

Yeo Kang-hwi tilted his head.

“me too?”

“Yes, you too.”

“…Can’t I stay and practice?”

“Yes, no.”

“Have you finally figured it out?”

“Yeah, it’s none of my business.”

Yeo Kang-hwi grumbled.

“Why did you come here so suddenly?”

“Wouldn’t the palace lord think it would be dangerous if I took you with me?”

Yeo Kang-hwi’s face became increasingly hard.

“It looks very dangerous.”

“It’s very dangerous. “I usually don’t say things like this, right?”

“That’s… right.”

Yeo Kang-hwi quenched his appetite.

“When the leader said it was dangerous, it suddenly became creepy. “Aren’t we going to fight fiercely as soon as we come down the mountain?”

“That won’t happen. After all, the South is ours. But…”

Seo-ryang’s eyes lit up.

“Once we cross the battle line, it won’t be a surprise no matter what happens from then on.”

“okay.”

“There may be poison mixed in with the food you eat, or daggers may fly at you every time you try to sleep.

A civilian who approaches with a kind smile may suddenly turn into a murderer, or the person who kills someone because they think he is a murderer may be an innocent civilian.”

“….”

“We are heading towards that kind of situation.”

“Are you planning to alert the enemy to your presence?”

“I don’t intend to intentionally let people know. Because they will find it suspicious. But you will find out.”

Yeo Kang-hwi’s face was filled with seriousness.

“Did you contact your father in advance?”

“I sent a delivery before coming here. Please dispatch Binggung’s troops to prepare for any unexpected situation. However, it will take quite some time to avoid the enemy’s gaze and enter the midfield.”

“I guess so. That means…”

“War may break out.”

Yeo Kang-hwi took a deep breath.

“Even if the leader dies, war will break out.”

“I guess so. But if I die, it’s worth the war over there.”

“I understand what you mean.”

Yeo Kang-hwi’s eyes lit up.

“Who else is coming with you?”

“Dongpil and King Tiger. I don’t know about Kumho. “I wanted to see if you would ask.”

“Oh yeah.”

“Besides, there are others who gave separate orders. “They have already come down.”

“It’s quite sudden, but…”

“Not suddenly.”

“It’s okay. “I think it’s time to actually start playing.”

“Are you ready to die?”

Yeo Kang-hwi smiled.

“It didn’t work. So I will buy it.”

Xu Liang turned around.

“We will leave in the evening two days later. “Make sure you eat well.”

“Ah! By the way, who are you planning on meeting?”

Xu Liang stopped walking.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Yeo Kang-hwi, and a faint excitement appeared in his eyes.

“Damsayeong.”