Chapter 277: Chapter 277
The sleeve of the hand holding Hwawol fluttered.
It was a fast sword executed in a split second.
The sword momentum executed at an overwhelming speed evoked an illusion as if the world, as if time had momentarily stopped.
And the only thing moving within it was just one, Cheon-hwi.
Sssg…
Hwawol, harboring the internal energy of the Plum Blossom Divine Art, was drawn horizontally, raising a red light.
The intense red light that swallowed even the sunlight was blinding.
‘Plum Fragrance Forms a Stream.’
As soon as he thought of the move, Hwawol, containing his intent, reflected that meaning.
The red light that started from one end soon drew a single line, a trajectory, along the horizon.
The moment the trajectory finally came to an end.
Hwoooong…
Following the horizontally swung trajectory, the air violently fluctuated belatedly.
Soon, the time that had stopped flowed again.
Paaaang!
The fluctuating air exploded.
A strong shockwave swept through the manor of the Blood Rain Sword Clan that was engulfed in silence, and spread out.
Those who were nearby naturally stepped backwards from the strong wind that fiercely blew over.
“It’s a storm of Qi!”
“Heup! Raise your internal energy!”
From the momentum contained in the intense gust of wind, those around felt their entire bodies tingling.
Having retreated a few steps back, they trembled from the shock sweeping through their entire bodies.
They hadn’t seen anything.
Just when they thought a single streak of red sword light showed itself, the world split apart.
It was truly a manifestation of a sublime sword move.
The Extermination Unit, with eyes of awe.
The martial artists of the Blood Rain Sword Clan, with eyes filled only with terror.
When everyone was equally watching the state of the battle with bated breath while absentminded.
“Hmm, was it too shallow?”
A light voice was heard.
It was from the place where the shockwave occurred.
Cheon-hwi, who showed a formidable sword move, tilted his head and hung his sword downwards.
“There’s not much of a sensation in my hand.”
Along with his words, he gazed forward.
An old woman and a woman stood in front of the Black Yaksha, radiating a cold eye light.
The appearances of the two did not look intact.
Their neatly tied up hair had become disheveled and fluttered in all directions, and a streak of blood was flowing between their lips.
It was a trace of having suffered internal injuries.
However, Cheon-hwi was not satisfied.
‘Is that old woman the most outstanding expert?’
When he was scanning the two who had blocked the Plum Fragrance Forms a Stream he had unknowingly unfolded.
“My neck almost flew off.”
The Black Yaksha, who muttered in a peculiar voice as if covered in dust, raised his hand and stroked his hair.
The ashen hair that used to come down to his chest no longer existed in his sight.
It was cleanly cut off near his neck.
It must have been cut by the single sword strike just before.
‘…To think there is such a monster.’
He was speaking while trying hard to pretend to be relaxed, but the pupils inside the mask taking the shape of a Yaksha were mercilessly shaking.
His relaxedness had disappeared long ago.
The swaying blue light rays were mixed with bewilderment and astonishment, revealing chaos as it was.
He was an overwhelming expert to that extent.
The Black Yaksha slightly bit his lips.
As the fishy taste of blood lingered in his mouth, his shaken mind gradually stabilized.
Soon after regaining his senses, he opened his mouth.
“…Protector Yeo, Chwi-ryeon.”
“Did you call, Young Master.”
“Did you call.”
At his call, the two who were standing stiffly let out low voices and answered.
They had not turned their backs.
It was a matter that would normally warrant a harsh scolding.
However, he also knew well that it was to be on guard against Cheon-hwi.
The Black Yaksha’s hand was slowly raised.
The moment the sleeve flowed down, revealing a bizarre hand made of pitch-black cords.
“Kill him.”
A cold command fell.
As if they had known in advance that such a command would fall, they began to kick off the ground in a single breath.
The two each unfolded footwork at its absolute peak.
Wasn’t the opponent an expert, and a peerless expert who had defeated the Heartless Blade, not just some mediocre expert?
It was as obvious as seeing fire that their necks would fly off if they vaguely saved their strength for no reason.
Because of that, with the thought of deciding the match from the very beginning, they unfolded their wholehearted full power.
‘There is no leeway to save strength.’
Yeo Wun-yak, who had raised her sword at some point, rushed in and radiated all her internal energy.
Light exploded from her entire body.
She, who wrapped her entire body in a blinding light just like Star Radiance, drew her sword.
Gigigigik!
Along with an unpleasant sound that tormented the ears, a sword strike of light tore the atmosphere apart.
At the fierce sword strike, those who were watching opened their eyes wide.
“Th-That is…”
“Light Flying Sword?!”
Someone burst out in a shout of astonishment.
At the same time, everyone’s gazes were fixed on the old woman, and their eyes were filled with a shudder.
“If so, that old woman is…”
Danli Gwan-cheon trailed off the end of his words.
Although he thought that the person the Black Yaksha brought wouldn’t be ordinary, a much bigger shot than he had thought had come.
“…Star Radiance Rakshasa Envoy!”
The watchers grasped the identity of the Star Radiance Rakshasa Envoy, and became noisy.
Seu-euk…
In the midst of that, Cheon-hwi calmly moved one step to the side as if he didn’t even care.
The sword strike that brushed past crashed into the wall, causing a fierce explosion sound.
His hair shook in the aftermath storm.
‘Light Flying Sword? Did she mix sword wind and sword strike?’
Right when Cheon-hwi was about to grasp the Light Flying Sword.
Pat!
A sharp killing intent appeared from behind.
The woman, Chwi-ryeon, took advantage of that gap and occupied Cheon-hwi’s back.
It was a perfect surprise attack.
Whether she had learned a martial art outstanding in killing one’s presence, she, who had erased her presence to the point of perfection, pointed her narrow sword sharply and stabbed.
Sswaeaeeaek!
A flash of light flashed.
It was a fierce and fast sword move.
Killing intent flowed in Chwi-ryeon’s eyes.
She was an expert of the Four Black Alliances who had been raised to become an escort warrior since a long time ago.
It wasn’t just once or twice that she had faced an expert more outstanding than herself in order to protect the Young Master.
And every time, she emerged victorious.
Evil Death Eternal Parting.
This absolute martial art personally taught by the Four Black Alliances Leader had brought her victory against experts several stages above her as well.
And it would be like that this time as well.
‘No matter how much of an expert he is, he cannot dodge my sword at this distance.’
The moment the narrow sword harboring a chaotic evil aura was advancing toward Cheon-hwi’s heart.
Seu-euk…
Cheon-hwi’s left hand moving was seen in her sight.
‘His reaction was fast, but even so, it is already a late execution.’
Chwi-ryeon’s eyes sank coldly.
Even if he moved now, it was far too late to block the thrust out narrow sword.
By the time that hand reached her, it would be after the narrow sword had pierced his heart.
But at that moment.
Hwik!
Cheon-hwi’s hand disappeared in an instant.
It was something that happened in a split second.
At the same time, Cheon-hwi’s left hand snatched Chwi-ryeon’s wrist that was swinging the narrow sword.
It was a perfect Plum Blossom Hand.
“…!”
Chwi-ryeon’s eyes grew large.
‘How did this…’
She could not hide her astonishment.
However, that was only for a very brief moment.
She, who had trained for a long time, reflexively drew up her internal energy to free her grabbed wrist.
However.
“It’s an useless act.”
Just when a low voice was heard, her figure was smoothly pulled out.
Cheon-hwi had pulled her.
Cheon-hwi occupied the sight of her, who was pulled to a point-blank range in an instant.
‘To think there is such a person in the world…’
Her adam’s apple moved.
Facing the indifferent gaze beneath the eyebrows whose ends were slightly raised, she recalled an emotion she had forgotten a long time ago.
Terror.
The moment her pupils were shaking.
Hwoooong!
A fierce Qi wave swept over.
The sword held in Yeo Wun-yak’s hand was swung, causing a strong northern wind.
It was the Light Flying Sword.
The sword strike dashed forward without hesitation.
Despite Chwi-ryeon being caught in Cheon-hwi’s hand, it seemed like she intended to cut them together.
“My, you’re just going to cut us all at once? Oh my. You’re merciless. It’s scary.”
Unlike his words, Cheon-hwi smirked.
And then, he directly threw Chwi-ryeon toward the shooting sword strike as if shaking her off.
“But it’s a mistake.”
“…!”
“…!”
Yeo Wun-yak, who swung the sword strike, and Chwi-ryeon, who unexpectedly ended up facing that sword strike, were flustered.
She urgently raised her narrow sword.
And urgently drew up her internal energy, heavily swinging her sword toward the sword strike.
The internal energy of Evil Death Eternal Parting flared up.
The chaotic and hot martial power that seemed like it would even burn the soul wrapped around the narrow sword.
Kwaaaang!
Soon, it directly collided with the sword wave.
The thin sword body of the narrow sword trembled from the shock for a moment.
Hwik!
The sword wave soared to the sky while leaving traces of a light wave like a firebomb.
“Keuk!”
At the barely deflected sword wave, Chwi-ryeon frowned her brows.
It was because her wrist throbbed.
“Chwi-ryeon!”
At that moment, Yeo Wun-yak’s urgent shout was heard.
The moment she turned her head in surprise, the intensely red plum blossoms that suddenly appeared swallowed her entire sight.
It was a bizarre sight.
When she was looking at the scene before her eyes while losing her mind.
Sssg…
A subtle red-colored radiance was revealed between the plum blossoms.
That was precisely the sword body of Hwawol.
Puhwahak!
Bloody water spread out, and an arm soared up.
Chwi-ryeon’s eyes opened wide.
The hand holding the narrow sword fluttered in the sky, scattering red blood in all directions.
And belatedly.
“Ugh…”
A groan flowed out of her mouth.
Her lips naturally convulsed from the tremendous severe pain.
However, she swallowed her groan.
‘I have to protect the Young Master!’
Glancing at the Black Yaksha, she, who had regained her senses, raised her right hand.
And as she brought it to her left shoulder joint that had lost its arm.
Chijijik!
She sparked the Samadhi True Fire.
It was a temporary measure.
“Keuk!”
From the terrible pain, her mind became distant, but she endured and bore with it.
The smell of burning blood vibrated.
It was an unpleasant stench.
“Doing such a thing…!”
“To endure that pain, gulp!”
Those watching were dumbfounded in shock.
Who would have thought that she would sear her own shoulder right after losing her arm.
Around the time when everyone was shuddering and watching at Chwi-ryeon’s extremity.
“Your judgment is good.”
Cheon-hwi contained praise in his mouth.
Among the various reasons why a person died in war, cases of excessive bleeding were common.
In the midst of that, such a response was naturally excellent.
“You too.”
Cheon-hwi turned his gaze and rotated his body. His body, which had unfolded the Dark Fragrance Drift, moved lightly just like a feather.
Sswaeaeeaek!
A sharp sword body brushed past the tip of his nose.
It was Yeo Wun-yak’s surprise attack.
“This was what you wanted from the Extermination Unit.”
While looking at Yeo Wun-yak who had swung her sword, Cheon-hwi drew an arc around his mouth.
A light smile.
However, Yeo Wun-yak’s face upon seeing that had no choice but to stiffen.
Footwork that seemed to contract space.
And the martial might that overwhelmed the Heartless Blade.
It was because everything was not lacking in raising her alertness.
She urgently stopped her footwork.
Hwiii…
Then, a wave undulated centering around her foot, and her expression contorted.
‘…My balance!’
Her eyes shook.
Because she forcedly stopped the Water Smoke Flight she had unfolded to its peak, her thighs and calves screamed.
However, she endured the pain, rotated her body, and swung her sword just like that.
Star-Patterned Wheel-Turning Blade.
The sword that annihilated tens of Martial World warriors with just a single strike had transcended decades of time and descended upon Jianghu once again.
The sword that drew a blinding trajectory shot toward Cheon-hwi’s waist in an instant.
A sword spewing out pure white light.
The fourth move of the Star-Patterned Wheel-Turning Blade, Light Sword Phosphorus, overlaid a white will-o’-the-wisp on the sword body.
‘It’s an interesting sword art?’
Cheon-hwi looked at the Light Sword Phosphorus with an intrigued gaze, then vertically swung Hwawol.
Hwawol falling from top to bottom.
The beautiful internal energy of the Plum Blossom Divine Art that bloomed from within soon transformed into a plum blossom.
‘Plum Blossom Falling.’
When the sword tip pointed downwards.
The red plum blossom that fluttered in the mid-air lightly dropped on Yeo Wun-yak’s Light Sword Phosphorus.
The meeting of the will-o’-the-wisp and the red plum blossom.
Soon, the space between the two shattered.
Jjeoeo-eong!
Yeo Wun-yak, who blocked the continuing Plum Blossom Falling, faltered and retreated backwards.
Her appearance was not good.
Her complexion was pure white, and deep wrinkles in the shape of the character for river were formed between her eyebrows.
It was an appearance of enduring something.
For a short while like that.
“Urp!”
In the end, Yeo Wun-yak vomited a bowlful of blood onto the floor.
Darkish blood and pieces of internal organs.
It was clear that it was a fatal internal injury.
When Yeo Wun-yak, who heavily vomited blood, clenched her teeth and tried to grip her sword again.
“You let your guard down.”
The Black Yaksha rushed in.
He dug into Cheon-hwi’s embrace in an instant. It was astonishingly fast footwork.
At that moment, Cheon-hwi frowned his brows.
If he wanted to shake him off, he could shake him off at any time, but Cheon-hwi quietly left him be.
It was because the aura emanating from him unfolding his footwork felt familiar for some reason.
‘Could it be?’
Around the time Cheon-hwi’s eyes, having belatedly grasped the aura he was unfolding, slightly grew large.
Tuk.
As the Black Yaksha’s long sleeve fluttered, his palm wrapped in pitch-black cords accurately reached Cheon-hwi’s solar plexus.
It was the first move to reach Cheon-hwi.
Soon, his ashen hair soared into the sky, and intense Qi exploded.
Paaaang!
At that, the Black Yaksha’s clothes puffed up.
At the same time, a blurry circular wave spread out from the black hand touching Cheon-hwi’s solar plexus.
The profound truth and true essence of an internal heavy hand technique.
A martial art that destroyed and exploded the opponent’s insides in a single breath was unfolded.
“Heaven Destroying Transformation.”
Along with the Black Yaksha’s peculiar voice, a strong explosion erupted from within Cheon-hwi.
Peo-eong!
The Black Yaksha’s eyes spewed eye light.
A wave was felt very clearly from his hand.
It was accurately planted.
It was a perfect attack that would result in instant death.
But.
“…What are you?”
A questioning voice was heard.
The surprised Black Yaksha raised his head while revealing his bewilderment.
Cheon-hwi narrowed his eyes and was looking down.
At his appearance that seemed unfazed even though he was hit by the Heaven Destroying Transformation, the Black Yaksha was flustered.
He could not believe it.
The Heaven Destroying Transformation was a technique personally taught by his master, and its power was absolute in the world…
‘…To think he is this fine even though he was hit directly.’
Around the time his gaze that checked Cheon-hwi was swept up in astonishment.
“Why are you…”
Cheon-hwi moved his lips, then stopped.
And following that, even more astonishing and shocking words struck like lightning on the Black Yaksha’s ears, no, his brain.
『…You’re learning the Ghost Soul Demonic Scripture of the annihilated Hang Clan, aren’t you?』