The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 350

The battle between Neungseohyun and Jinmu is coming to an end.

As time went on, the differences became clearer.

Her hands couldn’t even touch the hem of Jinmu’s clothes.

Gold is powerless if you can’t catch it.

He whirled freely like a black wind, never missing a loophole and baring his ferocious teeth.

An ink dragon that can bite and tear itself to pieces whenever it wants.

yes he is a dragon It is a ferocious dragon that splits the earth with sharp claws and destroys mountains with its tail.

He realized that he was no match. Still, I didn’t want to back down.

Just as he said, the fact that he shared a fist with him might be a source of pride in the distant future.

But that alone isn’t enough.

If only I could get scratches and scratches…

But the distance from the hem of my clothes that used to brush at intervals of an inch now seemed to exceed a span.

It’s not that he’s getting stronger, it’s that he’s getting tired.

Tung!

Neung Seo-hyeon took a quick step backwards to keep from falling on Jinmu’s palm, who had lightly slapped him on the chest.

cooong!

“Haap!”

Neung Seo-hyeon, who stepped on the ground strongly with a magic ball, threw out a pair of boots with a spirited spirit.

Quarreung!

The tension released from her hand, which exerted all her might, flew toward Jinmu.

However, Jinmu’s expression, which had been relaxed until now, suddenly changes and jumps toward tension.

Something has changed. why?

Whoa!

Before her doubts could be resolved, Jinmu wrapped black energy around her arm, knocked the tension out, and rushed straight ahead.

why?

Deflecting the direction of the river is a risky move.

There was a risk of internal injuries due to the enormous counter-elasticity generated at the moment of collision, so even masters with excellent levels of skill did not choose it. So was she.

wouldn’t you know that?

The moment he paused in embarrassment, Jinmu’s fist flew wide as if brushing the ground.

I tried to avoid it, but I couldn’t avoid it.

I can’t get the speed to avoid the hand with the remaining air power, so I have no choice but to be defeated.

end. It’s the end of a long, long fight.

The moment Seohyeon, who has given up on himself, relaxes his body, Jinmu’s black hand is directed at her face…

Shuah!

“…?”

Did you pass by?

Hard!

“…?”

This?

Hearing the unexpected sound, Seohyeon slowly turned his head and saw Jinmu striking his fist like thunder.

Wow!

A knife blade bent in Jinmu’s hand and a golden horseman thrown into the ground roughly.

“So it is. You mean you’re going to kill the exhausted Neungseo-hyeon first to reduce the number?”

“…?”

Neung Seo-hyeon’s doubts were finally resolved by the appearance of the surroundings.

Jinmu, who stomped on and rubbed Geum Ma-yeong’s head, growled, and the three Dongcheonju, who distorted their faces and surrounded themselves with Pum characters.

it was aimed at

Jinmu and Neungseohyeon reached the end of the battle.

“You guys…”

A hand blocked her as she glared at them biting her lips.

It was none other than Jinmu.

“I am resting. You are tired.”

“…?”

What do you mean?

Could it be that he meant to face the three Dongcheonju alone?

It’s great to defeat the golden horse that reached Seonggang with one blow, but three is impossible.

No matter how great he is, if his skills are not on par with the leader…

“I will help.”

“help? you?”

Jinmu sneered at the sight of Seohyeon Neung posing with clenched fists.

“it’s okay. you said I will prove it.”

“…”

“It’s rather good. It has to be arranged to prove it.”

Jinmu smiled coldly, straightened his back, and looked over the Dongcheonju with a bleak gaze.

“Do you think he can win against the four of us?”

“….”

The guy on the right side scored the goal. Did you say it’s the Odongcheonju Brain Gong?

“You beat Seohyeon Neung with your mediocre skills, but you won’t be able to compete against the four of us.”

“….”

Na Gwan-soo of Samdong Cheonju, who seems to have a unique taste when he hits him with his plump flesh.

“It was better. If you raise a flag of treason in the heavenly mountains with such a thunderclap, you will all die. Let’s kill him and Neung Seo-hyeon right here.”

Twelve East Heavenly King Seokjungha The guy with a dot like a thick wart between his forehead.

It’s a very rich year.

Thought to kill from the start

Jinmu’s lips parted thinly as he quietly listened to the three of them spit out one word at a time.

“Aren’t you guys misunderstanding something?”

“what?”

A moan erupted at the same time as the sarcastic words ended.

“Turn it off…”

Jinmu’s foot seemed to be lifted lightly, but it was strongly thrust onto the head of Geum Ma-yeong, who was moaning in pain.

Perseok.

“…That golden Dongcheonju!”

The end of the great warrior of the Demonic Cult who achieved the river level was indeed futile.

“This man is dirty. Anyway, three now? right?”

“…”

He smiled at his feet covered in blood and brain fluid.

As if he were a young ant, the image of him who had trampled on and killed him was projected into everyone’s eyes.

A boldness approaching to the point of being too cruel.

Jinmu, who wiped his bloody feet on the dirt floor, looked at the Dongcheonju with calm eyes.

“You are the ones who missed the opportunity I gave you.”

“joy! Sounds like an opportunity!”

“To be hot. What’s not surprising? I’m going to die. I’ve always been prepared and lived, and you guys wouldn’t have been killing me like this.”

“….”

With a fishy smile, Jinmu straightened his back and opened up the blood vessels throughout his body.

The energy of Mukryonghonwongong, which Neung Seohyeon had suppressed in case he was hit by an empty fist and died, flows like a torrent, awakening the senses of the whole body.

His eyes were dyed black and shimmered like obsidian, and the aura of sympathy spread out and encroached everywhere like fog.

coo woo woo

“This energy?”

There was amazement in Neung Seo-hyeon’s eyes.

It was a completely different look from when we first met and when we fought with him.

Aside from the drearyness of the black energy that filled the son-in-law, the earth vibrates and the air twists and screams as the energy that instantly expands its range.

You said you were hiding… power? against yourself?

There was no more surprise.

The air that filled Jinmu’s surroundings was pushed away as if in fright, and his frenzied black magic drew a clear pattern like a haze.

“Now, what kind of punishment should be given to those who kicked the opportunity away?”

“…this bastard.”

As much as Neung Seo-hyeon was surprised, they were similar.

It was impossible to measure the power of Jinmu that revealed its true face.

However, once the sword is drawn, it cannot be stopped.

Because they knew that Mayoung Geum was already dead and that the moment they hesitated, they would end up in the same situation.

“Lord die!”

“That’s right, cancer.”

just not me you guys

Jinmu spread a dark energy all over his body and smiled brightly.

His new lips revealed fangs that glowed white as if they would bite down on their prey at any moment.

Neung Seo-hyeon, who was helplessly pushed out of the scene of the battle by Jinmu’s hand, was now watching an unprecedented fight.

Three masters who have reached Seonggang, and one ignorant monster that is hard to see as a human being.

For Jinmu, who laughed cruelly and jumped into the center, the superiority of the majority was not a problem.

Three wolves and a tiger in a cage. no dragon

The harmony with the great Dongcheonju was truly amazing.

Despite the attacks coming from three places, Jinmu did not shrink in the slightest.

While he was gradually gaining momentum, the lords of Dongcheon were unable to even attack properly.

It was a daunting look just to block Jinmu’s hands and feet.

The ground explodes and a storm-like force rages in all directions.

“Ah!”

The dragon’s claws ripped apart the brain’s arm like a piece of paper.

The fist of Jinmu, covered with blood flowing like a fountain from his shoulder blades, broke his breastbone and burst his heart.

“Two with this.”

“…!”

Having lost the energetic power source called the heart, the brain powerless falls to its knees and slams its head on the ground.

Standing tall and covered in blood, Jinmu’s black eyes looked at Na Gwan-su and Seok Jung-ha.

Stopped by fear and panic, they intuited defeat.

As soon as they realized that they could not stop the monster with their own strength, a piercing sense of helplessness slowed their movements.

And in that slowness, a flash-like speed passed by.

Wow!

The dragon that started rampaging didn’t even show mercy.

The only thing left where Jimmu’s fist had passed was Na Gwan-su’s body.

The fear that passes by Seok Joong-ha’s round eyes after he collapses with nothing left on his neck.

My feet stop and my hands drop weakly toward the floor.

Having lost his will to fight, he lost his value as a military man.

“I lost…”

He sighed.

Seok Joong-ha’s knees touched the ground.

A beast that admitted defeat and rolled up its tail.

“Now… one.”

“…!”

Seok Joong-ha’s face was stained with contemplation at Jinmu’s one word with a devil-like expression.

I told you.

It’s enough to have someone with the ability sit down and break the unnecessary bowl.

All I need is one Neungseohyun.

You are useless vessels.

Frightened by Jinmu’s bleak smile, Seok Joong-ha decided to run away.

A warrior who has never backed down from the enemy since he reached the river level is frightened and is only doing his best to run away.

However, the back of his head was helplessly caught in Jinmu’s outstretched hand.

Seok Joong-ha’s eyes, which were dragged by force, contained Jinmu’s white, smiling face, and soon a brutal fist fell mercilessly.

Kwajik! Fuck! puck!

His fists, not showing a single emotion, were stabbed one after another, crushing Seok Joong-ha’s skull.

Seok Joong-ha’s consciousness was cut off when his fists were half-buried.

Arms hung limply and legs that had been struggling stopped moving.

“Whoa….”

When the fist stopped and Jinmu let go of his hand.

Instead of sticking out her tongue at the cruelty, Neung Seo-hyun’s strong heart collapsed.

with her knees.

“I lost.”

“…”

Seeing her admitting defeat, Jinmu smiled brightly and approached and held out his hand.

“Let’s do well in the future.”

“…”

At that, Seohyun Neung lifted her head and smiled brightly, showing her teeth.

he has proven himself Like sunlight breaking through dark clouds and shining on the ground.

Seohyeon Neung stood up from her seat and politely stood behind Jinmu.

Neung Seo-hyeon grabbed the opportunity that came to him with both hands, and Jin-mu obtained the allegiance of another Demonic Cult warrior and Sadongcheon.

“Wow!”

Shouts are heard from all directions.

The soldiers of the Six Dongcheons screamed for victory, and the soldiers of the Sadongcheons opened the door and accepted the appearance of a new strongman.

“shit… Really, that person…”

The part of watching the battlefield while tightening his chest finally let out a deep breath.

done it again

Without a single error in what he said.

But from now on, I will be much busier.

He obtained Sadongcheon and killed four of its owners.

It was another step closer to Heaven.