Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 271

The death of Jinin Jeok-yeop caused great ripples in the world.
The tip of the nine heavens, thought to be eternal, collapsed, and the shock shook the world.
First of all, the non-partisan was hit hard. The shamans proclaimed the red-yeop Jinin’s revenge. Ironically, however, they had no idea of ​​the identity of the one who killed the Red-yeop Jin-in.
Name, face, age. The only thing I know is that his martial arts are so majestic enough to kill the Red-yeop Jin-in.
The one who killed the sky, he was given the nickname Salcheonrang (殺天郞).
His appearance was more shocking than the appearance of the drum sword and the Changcheonmuje. People wondered about Salcheonrang’s identity.
Some said that Salcheonrang was an assassin sent from Milya, while others said it was a new appearance in Kangho.
There were rumors that the nine skies, which had been holding their breath so far, began to move at the death of Jinin Red-yeop. As such, the death of Jinin Red-yeop was shocking, and it was a serious threat to shake the existing order.
Not only Unjungcheon, but all of Kangho’s information organizations set out to understand Salcheonrang’s information. However, none of the organizations could identify Salcheonrang. This is because Black Moon came out and controlled the information. However, the fact that Black Moon intervened was not known at all.
In Unjungcheon, Salcheonrang was declared strong and public, and anyone who helped Salcheonrang would destroy the three tribes. The shamans put the prize money of Mangeum on Salcheonrang’s neck.
So the world fell into a vortex of chaos, and the confusion reached its peak. In particular, Buhyun’s confusion reached its peak. Buhyun was the center of the world’s turbulence.
Seomun Hyeryeong stood at the center of Buhyeon.
Seo Moon Hye-ryeong’s expression was heavier than ever before.
“With Salcheon? Salcheonrang after Dancheonwoon?”
In front of her was a letter from a shaman. In the letter, there was indeed something unbelievable.
I could understand Dancheonun. Even though his abilities were outstanding, he was still within the category she could understand. However, a man named Salcheonrang who appeared on Mt. Mudang was far beyond her expectations.
“Jeokyeop Jinin is the absolute strongest among the nine skies. Have you defeated such a strong man in a fair confrontation?”
The identity of Salcheonrang was not known even by the Seomun Sega Ganja who sent the letter. Now, all the information networks of Seomun Sega were moving to find out the identity of Salcheonrang.
As such, the appearance of Salcheonrang was shocking, and it was compelling to completely revise Seo Moon Hye-ryeong’s plan.
“Salcheonrang, the one who killed the sky. Maybe he will be the biggest stumbling block in the future of thousands.”
In the meantime, the freshwater stream has been steadily building the foundation. Never rush and calmly. Thanks to that, it could be said that now it has built a foundation that is not inferior to the nine skies. However, the appearance of Salcheonrang was shocking enough to shake the foundation of such a freshwater stream.
“First of all, you need to determine the identity of Salcheonrang. If he is an enemy… … .”
A creepy cold light came to the eyes of Hyeryeong Seo. Because of one salcheonrang, the tower that had been elaborately built could not be collapsed.
After thinking about it for a while, she quickly began to write a letter. She sent Doldolman’s letter by hanging it from the bridge of Jeon Seo-gu, which had been prepared in advance. Even then, he said to the outside to see if his straightforwardness had been resolved.
“Who’s out there?”
“miss.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Chae Hwa-young opened the door and entered.
“Please call all the people from the main family who are in Buhyeon and Shaanxi right now.”
“Are you all right?”
“Ok. Not all of them.”
“Okay, lady.”
Chae Hwa-yeong, without saying anything, lowered his head. But inside, I was very surprised.
It was evidence that the situation was so urgent that the summons of all the characters of the Seomun-se family dispatched here in Buhyeon and Shaanxi Province. It was clear that Seo Moon Hye-ryeong sensed something he did not know.
Seo Moon Hye-ryeong looked out the window and muttered.
“Thousands, I need you here.”

Seokcheon was a small prefecture in the south of Shanxi Province. Seokcheon is very famous for its beautiful scenery, so many poets and people visited it. But now Seokcheon was very lonely.
It was because of the aftermath of the war. Buhyeon, where the fierce war between Milya and Unjungcheon took place, was not far away. People trembled with fear, worrying that the battlefield would expand to this point.
To the north of Seokcheon there was a fairly large lake. Usually there were many people floating boats, but today it was only a small fishing boat floating on the lake.
On top of the fishing boat, an old sailor crouched down and cast a fishing rod into the lake. As if he couldn’t overcome the storms of time, his face was full of deep wrinkles.
The sleep was quiet, perhaps because the wind didn’t blow. The lake was surrounded by a strange silence, and the old sailor was dozing off with his head down.
Then suddenly a ray of wind blew and gently touched the old sailor’s head. At the moment, the old sailor opened his eyes.
A flash of light exploded momentarily from the eyes that were hidden under the white eyebrows. It was such an intense look that no ordinary sailor could see. However, as if when it was, the old man’s eyes regained its normality.
The fishing boat shook. There was ripples in the calm waters. The sergeant’s gaze went up to the source of the ripples. At the moment, his white eyebrows trembled slightly.
A small fishing boat was approaching. A young man was standing with his back on the boat, but there was no one rowing. Nevertheless, the ship was approaching at a high speed toward the ship on which the sailor was riding, as if someone was rowing an oar.
“Hmm!”
A groan that was hard to tell whether it was admiration or sigh came out of the lips of the old sailor.
Now the young man was moving the ship only with his own history. It was a feat that could never be unfolded unless the nae gong reached the level of flexibility.
The old sailor raised his eyes. Then, the face of the young man who stood on the player was enlarged. At the moment, the old man’s lips were twisted.
At a glance, the old sailor noticed the identity of the young man.
There were many young warriors in the world, but not as many of them were imprinted in his memory as much as the young man. As such, the young man possessed an unrivaled position and power in Kangho.
“Freshwater spring.”
His name was Damsucheon.
A man that could not be expressed with the simple word of Kangho’s supreme was the freshwater stream.
Changcheonmuje (蒼天武帝), the only young warriors to receive the title of Absolute. As such, his actions were unconventional and overwhelming.
An old sailor raised Nogu up and built it up. Then his mood changed. The chase disappeared everywhere and the momentum of the Absolute began to flow slowly.
In the meantime, the boat on which the freshwater stream was loaded came up to the front of the boat on the boat. Only then did the fresh water stream politely take the gunman’s gunmanship.
“My junior freshwater stream sees Changryonggeomje.”
The non-temple of the spear dragon swordsje was the identity of an old sailor.
He was one of the nine heavens and was an absolute swordsman who was said to be a pair of red-yeop Jin-in as a sword. He has a reclusive-oriented personality, so he rarely showed up at Kangho’s events. Because of that, there weren’t many people who knew what he really was.
Non-temple opened his mouth.
“Thousands, were you fisherman here?”
“I came to see the swordsman.”
“me?”
A deeper valley was struck in the wrinkled brow of Bisawon.
The fact that he was here was the top secret among the top secrets. The freshwater stream is said to be a giraffe that encompasses the ages, but there was no reason to visit him.
“You are looking for me, who should lead the war with Milya. Wasn’t it wrong?”
“It wasn’t wrong. I definitely came to see Geomje.”
“Hmm!”
Non-temple’s eyes narrowed. It is because I felt a bit of a fishy feeling from the words of the fresh water stream.
“Tell me. For what reason have you come to me?”
“I would like to ask the Swordsman to teach you a few steps.”
“To me? Are you talking about this situation now? In this period of war with Milya for a long time.”
“That’s right.”
“You must have gone out of your mind.”
Bi Temple’s white eyebrows rose to the sky. There was a subtle anger in his eyes.
“We pushed you forward because we wanted you to be at the forefront of the war against Milya. That you dare to challenge me at this time. How can you become a big person only when you cannot distinguish between public and private?”
“It’s just that much.”
“What are you talking about?”
“My size you want.”
“bloke!”
“You want to lock me up to the standards you set. Anything larger than that would be a threat to their own ego.”
“Let’s see, there’s nothing that cannot be said. You dare to be such a fool against me.”
Whooong!
As the anger exploded in Bi-Temple, wind rose in the lake. The waves shook, and the boat they were riding on was swaying precariously, as if it could be overturned at any moment. However, there was no change in the expression of the fresh water stream.
A light smile came to his mouth. It was definitely a ridicule.
‘What do you mean nine skies? How do you mean humans are called the sky?’
The war with Milya had already been going on for three years, but none of the nine called Heavens participated in the war. They were not fighters. He was just a bystander giving instructions.
Freshwater stream has endured so far. I had no choice but to bow my head unconditionally because I had no strength. Now things have changed.
‘Salcheonrang, his appearance made a variable.’
A person who destroyed one of the nine skies before himself appeared. Leaving it this way, it was clear that his fame would outperform him.
If that happens, his dream of standing as the reign of Kang-ho had a high probability of becoming a fuss. I couldn’t let it go that way.
If Salcheonrang defeated the Red-yeop Jinin, he could defeat the non-temple himself. It was still too early, but there was nothing to do about it.
‘I need a bigger reputation. The reputation that will surpass the nine skies is not.’
The freshwater stream slowly raised its strength and said.
“My junior freshwater stream asks for teaching from Changryonggeomje.”
“I’m so excited because you really wanted to die. How dare you ignore my words. Didn’t you say war comes first?”
“To me, this moment is more important than anything else.”
“still… … .”
“It is a confrontation between unmanned and unmanned. What else do I need?”
“Hmmm!”
Non-temple’s eyes turned fiercely. This is because they could no longer find a justification to avoid the confrontation.
Unmanned vs. unmanned confrontation. It has already been over thirty years since such a fight. As he occupied the seat of the nine heavens, no one came to challenge him anymore, and he had nothing to do with himself.
He got used to issuing orders, and he only had to appoint someone to fight for him. Such ones were widespread and widespread. Freshwater stream was also one of those.
One of the most prominent young warriors. The description of a paranormal monk with infinite potential.
That was the evaluation of the nine heavens for freshwater streams.
It seemed to be a great tool if used well. So, he gave him considerable authority and put him in the forefront of the war with Milya. However, the tool that had to be directed toward Milya pushed out his fangs toward himself.
Non-temple’s anger pierced the sky.
“dare! dare!”
The wind blew and the surface of the lake shook like crazy. There was a storm on the lake. There was a non-temple at the center.
He collected the fishing rods he had hung on the lake. As I twisted the handle, a sword hidden in the body of the fishing rod appeared.
Sword of the Dragon supreme-ruler (屠龍神劍).
It was the beloved sword of non-sawon.
The sorely cold gum light irritated the freshwater stream’s eyes. But I didn’t feel afraid.
He had a Seonggwang-flow.
Mugong who is polar with all the sama in the world.
‘I will jump over the sword and fly to the sky.’
It was a painting I had been drawing from long before when I made Changryonghoe. I made a pledge while making Changryonghoe. He said he would not allow anyone to use the name Changryong.
Bisawon pointed at the freshwater stream with a sword dragon.
“Come on. Don’t let me know the fear of the sky.”
“The sky I will destroy.”
Freshwater stream spurred a piece of ship and soared. At a moment, a group of brilliant lights burst out of his body.
Kwakwakwang!
Swordsman and Untitled clash.
The lake turned over in their clash.