Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 167
Due to some copyright issues. I changed some word such god= supreme-ruler. /diviné= supreme. And some Chinese words etc, all of this to avoid copyright *.*
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Eunhanseol flew out of the window. The place she headed for was a hill outside Jangan. The leaders of Namhoe Paik and Kunlun faction followed.
“Are you running away, witch?”
The eyes of Namhoe Paik followed by Eun Hanseol were terribly flashing. His body was splitting the air like a supreme-ruler dragon.
Unryongdaegu-style (雲龍大九式).
The Kunlun faction’s light craft, called the dragon playing with the cloud, was unfolding through his body. Every time he patted the ground lightly, his body went straight out by dozens of sheets. However, he couldn’t easily catch up with Eunhanseol even after unfolding the old style of Unryongdae.
Eunhanseol stopped only when it reached the top of the hill. Paik Nam-hoe swung an iron sword toward her.
Sheaang!
A crowd of lights arose and flew toward Eunhanseol with a creepy sound. At the moment, a silvery white air current wrapped around the body of Eunhanseol.
bang!
The roaring sound of heaven and earth resonated.
Paik Namhoe’s face was hardened. It was an attack with the power to cut down even a house-sized rock at once. However, the reaction force felt in the hand was not easy.
Chew Chemical!
At that moment, a silvery-white air stream came out of the dust like a whip.
“Break!”
Paik Nam-hoe blocked the front with a sword while he was screaming. In an instant, a blue brilliance flowed from the sword, creating a wall in front of him.
The sword wall was opened in a hurry.
Kwagagak!
As a silver air current struck over the wall, a creepy sound resounded as if gnawing on iron.
“Witch!”
The bodies of the two swordsmen at the back of the Paik Namhoe shook and slid to the left and right of Eunhanseol. Even in their swords, a sapphire light is swaying. It was a terrifyingly refined sword.
Cloud dragon thirty-three swords (雲龍十三劍). Along with the Unryongdaegu style, the swordsmanship, known as the representative feast of the Kunlun faction, unfolded toward Eunhanseol.
As if a dragon broke through the clouds and ascended to heaven, he broke into the blood of Eunhanseol with a terrifying momentum. However, Eun Han-seol did not circumvent their offensive.
Current!
A silvery current swirling around her body, throwing the two swords away.
‘What is that… … ?’
The eyes of the Kunlun masters shook.
The silvery white airflow surrounding Eunhanseol’s body was an impenetrable iron wall and the sharpest sword. They have never heard of this kind of martial arts.
Namhoe Paik burst into anger toward Eunhanseol.
“After seeing the use of Sagong (邪功), it must be walking on Samauedo Island!”
His Sangcheong Musangshin Gong was reacting like crazy to the silvery-white air current that brightened Eun Hanseol’s body. I’m on the verge of being stunned by the unpleasant feeling as if I’m stabbing my eyebrows with a needle.
“Chaha!”
He again swung his sword towards Eunhanseol. There was a clear sword in his sword.
Taeheo Doryong sword (太虛屠龍劍).
Among the many festivals of the Kunlun faction, the swordsmith, which belongs to the highest level, unfolded toward the Eunhanseol. Like the terrible name for slaughtering dragons, Taeheo Doryonggeom boasted tremendous power.
Cukwacagak!
This is the place where Eunhanseol stands, and dozens of geomgang bundles hit it directly. A roaring sound rang out of heaven and earth and turned upside down. However, the attack of the Paik Namhoe was only the beginning.
There were succession of taeheo doryong swords such as the dragon-shaped statue of the dragon and the swordsman attack. In keeping with him, the offensive of the swordsmen also became more intense.
Kuquakquakwa!
The storm of Geomgang and the blade of swordsmanship made the summit of Yasan into ruins. The atmosphere shook with their terrible offensive.
Even the supreme-rulers seemed unable to survive their offensive. However, Namhoe Paik did not relax. His sixth sense was whispering.
His enemy hasn’t collapsed yet.
His counterattack will begin soon.
As if to prove that strong foreboding, a soft snowy snow came out through the scattering dust and surrounded by a silvery white air current.
Ganggi’s blade, made of silver ware, whirled around and wrapped around Paik Namhoe and the swordsman.
“Wow!”
The complexion of Namhoe Paik and the masters changed drastically under the tremendous pressure felt from all sides.
‘There is such a martial arts in the world.’
It was presumed to be the type of martial arts that developed the Bantan Ganggi further. It was possible for him to unfold an anti-tank moment momentarily. However, it was impossible to radiate a hole while maintaining it consistently from start to finish. Indeed, the little girl in front of her can do what is possible only by possessing near-infinity pits.
‘If it’s Dogo, I’m afraid it’s called Mago Iljang (魔高一丈). There was a huge Mark that would confuse the world and was growing in the shadows. I have to kill the witch at any cost of mine. If you don’t, the world will fall into trouble.’
A firm determination came to mind in the face of Nam-Cui Paik.
He raised Samcheong Musangshin Gong to the polarity. Then his iron sword burst into a clear cry. With a sword like a dragon roaring, his iron sword split into dozens.
His iron sword consisted of ten thin pieces of sword. Ten sword pieces hovered in the air as if encircling Eunhanseol.
Ten swordstrip (十劍奪靈).
It is the strongest cutting edge of Taeheo Doryongsword, which contains the mystery of Igier Swordsmanship (以氣馭劍術).
Ten sword pieces were shot toward Eunhanseol at the will of the Paik Namhoe. Each sword piece was flying with a completely different trajectory and speed.
“I won’t even leave a piece of the soul. Go away from this world, witch.”
“huh!”
Eun Han-seol laughed and focused more on the silver wedding. Then, the silvery-white air current surrounding her body became more intense and sharper, and then spread out in all directions as if exploding.
Kukakacan!
A silvery-white air current and ten sword pieces collided in the air, and sparks splattered.
“Wow! My, my history… … .”
Namhoe Paik bite his lips. Blood shone on his mouth and his face turned white.
He couldn’t beat the opponent’s strong attack and his internal strength was flowing backwards. The heart vein burst out with a picking sound.
Crunchy!
The wrists turned first, the elbows and shoulders twisted along the back, and the entire arm was ripped off.
“Oh ah!”
The desperate scream of the Paik Namhoe echoed.
The silvery-white air current that envelops the body of Eunhanseol wrapped around the body of Paik Namhoe. Paik Nam-hoe, who only came out of his face, cried.
“I don’t care, go ahead and let Kunlun know that the witch appears!”
“Master!”
“hurry!”
At his desperate cry, the masters flew in different directions.
At that moment, a silvery-white air current completely swallowed the body of the Paik Namhoe, causing a tornado and tightened.
Fu chemical!
In the silvery-white airflow, the Fibora burst out and scattered in all directions. The iron-blooded unmanned man sent out by Kunryun lost his life without even leaving the body properly.
Eunhanseol raised his head. Her eyes were shining perfectly silvery. It’s the perfect killer’s gaze that doesn’t contain any emotional side.
Her gaze was split on both sides and turned towards the fleeing masters. Their new brother was already out of thirty chapters. One of them has to give up.
Eun Han-seol put his hand in his arms. When she reappeared, her hand held two small wheels.
Moonlight ring (月光輪).
The horsemen of the sky showed up.
Kiaang!
With the sound of the gears spinning, the moonlight rings left her hand.
The masters who thought they were out of the realm of Eunhanseol looked back. In their eyes, bulrush was flowing.
“Witch, I will never forgive.”
However, what filled their retinas wasn’t a sullen snowy tongue, but a small wheel.
“Ahhhhhh!”
A moment screamed and the swordsmen sprinkled blood and rolled over the floor. Then, as if he had finished his work, the Moon Gwang-ryun swung greatly and came back into Eun Han-seol’s hand.
They took the lives of two, but there was no drop of blood on the surface of the moonlight ring. Eunhanseol put the moonlight ring in her arms that burst into tears as if she didn’t want to go in.
Only then her eyes, dyed silvery, returned to normal.
Eun Han-seol, looking at the tragedy he made for a while, bite his lips gently.
Originally, I didn’t intend to use my hand so harshly. I just wanted to hurt Paik Nam-hoe. However, the moment he raised the silver wedding to the polarity, he couldn’t control his emotions.
She wanted to destroy everything, and a fierce feeling of wanting to destroy it thoroughly dominated her head and chest. The result is the horror that unfolds in front of you.
The path of a white mountain girl.
Her master, the master’s master, said so.
No matter how much he completed the silver wedding heart and was able to use it freely, he was vigilant and lost the string of reason. During such a runaway, many people were killed. It took quite a long time to be able to control the murder with one’s own will.
Eun Han-seol had barely completed his silver wedding, so it took a lot of time to manage his murder.
“Whew!”
Eunhanseol’s red lips squeezed and a quiet sigh flowed out. She shook her head and left.
A long time passed after the Eunhanseol fell. A long time after the son-in-law fell into darkness, a group of unmanned men appeared on the hillside.
They looked around the ruined hills.
“Obviously there was a fight here.”
“Then the torment of the people is true.”
They were unmanned sectarians.
From here to Jongnamsan, where Jongnampa is located, it was only dozens of ri. It was in the evening that people living near the hills of the Jongnam group came to visit. They said that the sound of thunder was erupting from the hills and asked to find out the truth.
Not just one or two, but more than ten people came and asked for it, so even the sectarians couldn’t pass by. Eventually, they sent two disciples of Lee Dae and ten of the Three Great Disciples to find out the truth.
Although it was difficult to clearly grasp due to the deep darkness, it was clear that there was a fight between unmanned people at the top of the ruined hill.
“Is this kind of trace left only when unmanned fighters have reached a certain level?”
The face of the Jongnamite unmanned was full of anxiety.
At their level, it was clear that there was a fight of unmanned people who could not dare to guess. The problem was that they couldn’t know who they were.
“Hopefully this is happening near Jongnampa.”
It was then. The voices of the three great disciples who were searching the neighborhood were heard one after another.
“Here is a body!”
“Sasuk, there are survivors here!”
“What?”
An unmanned sect called Sasuk rushed to the place where his voice had been heard. There, there were unmanned Kunlun groups with cracked chests and exposed bones.
“Are you really alive?”
“Yes! It looks desperate, but it’s holding its breath weakly.”
“Take him the Sokmyeonghwan of Bonpa. You must find out what happened here.”
“Yes!”
The unmanned man who answered him took out a black phantom wrapped in Korean paper from his bosom and took it. Although the Sokmyeonghwan of the Jongnam group did not have the effect of reviving a person at once like the elixir in the legend, it still had an excellent effect in improving details. Once you just hold your breath, you will be able to somehow revive the sect.
“I will escort him to the par who saw him!”
“Yes!”
“All be vigilant!”
There is a deep sense of tension in the eyes of the unmanned sectarian who gives instructions.