Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 283
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There was a storm in Moyongyulcheon’s eyes. In the midst of it, Cho Han-kyung had a glimpse of the immense power that seemed to destroy everything in the world.
My body was trembling. He bit it tightly.
Although he was raised to kill Mo Yong Yulcheon, it seems that the fear engraved in his instincts has not yet been completely shaken off.
‘If you kill Mo Yong Yul-cheon, you will be able to get rid of this fear as well. I must kill it.’
Cho Han-kyung gave strength to his hand holding Ki Hyung-do. Then Ki Hyung-do started to explode with a red light.
Surajin Yeomdo (修羅眞炎刀).
It is the strongest swordsmanship created to destroy the martial arts of the invincible.
Surajinyeomdo was a technique that relies on instinct and sense rather than herbivorous or formal.
Cho Hankyung’s nerves were keen to stand up, and the senses of her whole body awakened. The whole world was dyed red, and only the appearance of Moyong Yulcheon was enlarged.
All his senses, nerves, and consciousness were concentrated on only one Mo Yong-yul-cheon. Even breathing, thinking, and even subtle gestures matched Mo Yong-Yul-cheon.
Perfect synchronization.
By tailoring himself to the opponent, he induces loopholes and breakdowns, and stops breathing at once.
After completing the synchronization, Cho Han-kyung looked more like a beast with a sword than a human. The rough life emanating from his body was far beyond human limits.
Pot!
“Aww!”
Cho Han-kyung hit the ground.
Ki Hyung-do drew the air.
Cukwagagak!
Five lines were drawn in the air. A wader like the claws of a beast ripped the air apart.
However, Moyong Yulcheon did not avoid avoiding, and looked closely at the appearance of Cho Hankyung’s surajinyeomdo.
“It looks like you’ve done a lot of research.”
Cho Han-kyung was spreading the surajin salt sword in the shape of a beast. Each herbivorous food in Surajin Yeomdo was completely contradictory to the martial arts of the Mo Yong-se family, who is known as the invincible-se-ga.
In particular, the invincibility showed the worst match with the Hyeoncheon-Guryu-gong (玄天九流功), one of the strongest martial arts. If Hyeoncheon Detention Gong had been unfolded, it would have been thoroughly destroyed and crushed by Cho Hankyung.
It seemed to me that the path of suffering Milya had been through was brightly visible. Their efforts to unravel the prohibition were truly tearful.
Cho Han-kyung was betting on a match between the two. He attacked Mo Yong Yulcheon by spreading the Surajin salt to the extreme. However, his attack could not touch Mo Yong Yul-cheon’s collar.
Mo Yong Yulcheon was like a ghost. All attacks passed through his body, like an inanimate ghost. It couldn’t be, but at least it seemed to Cho Han-kyung’s eyes.
Cho Hankyung pushed his aerodynamics to the limit. His attacks became sharper and his destructive power was doubled. However, nevertheless, he could not even touch Mo Yong Yul-cheon’s body.
Cho Han-kyung’s eyes shook out of control. It wasn’t simply because he couldn’t hurt Moyong Yulcheon.
Now he was spreading the salinity of surajin in polarity. They are using an extremely powerful technique that has the power to destroy the Cheonmujeon that they have right now.
Even if Mo Yong Yulcheon’s body could not be injured, it is normal that the objects and walls in the temple had to be destroyed. But strangely, everything in the interior was so fine.
The table, the vase, the painting on the wall.
“What is this?”
Cho Han-kyung’s eyes widened at the unbelievable sight. Then Mo Yong Yul-cheon laughed.
“It’s been left empty for quite a while, but it’s still the place where the stains on my hands are on it, so I can’t just let it break.”
Mo Yong-Yul-Chun secretly crushed his work so that even Cho Han-Kyung, who unfolded the Sura Jin salt sword, could not notice.
‘Did I unwittingly scatter my attacks? Is that possible?’
Goosebumps ran up his spine.
The way Mo Yong Yul Chun looked at him and smiled was like a grandfather watching his grandson’s jokes. It seems that it doesn’t matter what kind of action you do or whether you are extreme herbivorous.
“Hey ah!”
Cho Han-kyung concentrated all her energy on Ki Hyung-do. At the moment, the river that protruded from Kihyungdo was condensed and became a circle the size of a child’s fist.
It was Dohwan (刀丸).
Shushshush!
Cho Han-kyung flew 18 dohwan in succession. All of the aerodynamics escaped like an ebb and there was no power, but Cho Han-kyung forced her to stand and looked at Moyong Yulcheon.
‘This time for sure… … .’
It is his last hope. It was an attack with all his might.
Has such a longing for the first time come true?
For the first time, the smile disappeared from Mo Yong Yul Chun’s face.
“This is a little dangerous.”
he raised his hands Then, a black space appeared in front of his chest. Eighteen Tohwans disappeared into a perfectly pitch black space where no light leaked out. It was as if the jaws of an animal had swallowed its prey.
Hankyung Cho looked at the scene blankly without knowing it. It was a sight beyond his common sense.
At that moment, Mo Yong Yul-cheon appeared right in front of Cho Han-kyung, as if he had teleported. The appearance was so unrealistic that Cho Hankyung couldn’t recognize it.
Mo Yong-Yul-cheon gently placed his palm on the chest of Cho Han-kyung. In an instant, eighteen blasts resounded in Cho Han-kyung’s chest.
Kwaang!
“Great!”
Cho Han-kyung let out a desperate scream and fell backwards. As if a beast was stealing, his heart was wrecked.
Cho Han-kyung took a shaky breath like a fish on land. I could see that all the heart veins burst and all the organs were crushed. It was a wound that could not be saved even when Daera Shinseon came.
“Uh, how?”
“Hmm! A study magazine called space beheading (空間隔斬手). After studying Ewha grafting for a long time, a guy like this came out.”
Mo Yong Yul-cheon replied as if it were nothing.
Space beheading is a technique that absorbs the opponent’s spirit and returns it by adding one’s own spirit to it. It doesn’t seem like a big deal, but it was a technique that could only be unfolded when the tremendous aerodynamics beyond the limits of humans and the use of detailed aerodynamics were in harmony.
‘This is a monster… … No, it’s something that shouldn’t exist in this world.’
Cho Han-kyung’s eyes were full of fear as he was about to die. Mo Yong-yul-cheon muttered while looking down at the Cho Han-kyung.
“How do you make a new plate?”
A line of tears flowed down Cho Han-kyung’s cheek.
‘Yaju, we have such a terrible enemy… … Please… … .’
Cho Han-kyung’s head rattled. It was out of breath.
Mo Yong Yul-cheon walked toward the window with his back. Suddenly, the noise outside had subsided.
“Wrong?”
Cheok Cheon-gyeong’s gaze turned to the direction of Cheonmujeon.
While he and the army were rioting, Cho Han-kyung decided to attack Moyong Yulcheon. If you have succeeded in stealth, you should be in trouble by now. However, the Cheonmujeon was still quiet and there was no change.
It was an ominous sign. He sensed failure.
“ね! Even if I haven’t been hit by him.”
All plans went awry to heal the wounds that Jin Mu-won had suffered. It was unexpected damage for Milya.
‘If you couldn’t get rid of Moyong Yulcheon, fighting here is meaningless.’
Cheok Cheon-kyung, who was determined to retreat, ordered the surviving military horses to retreat.
“Everyone withdraws.”
The surviving warhorse tried to get out of the main gate.
At that moment, thirty-six unmanned people intercepted the front gate. In an instant, Cheok Cheon-kyung felt the hairs all over her body stand upright.
It was as if I was seeing thirty-six well-forged swords. At the forefront of them was a young man in his late twenties.
He was a young man who somewhat resembled Mo Yong-Yul-cheon.
“you are?”
“I am Mo Yong-hyun of the invincible family.”
“then?”
“My grandfather is Mo Yong-yul-cheon, an invincible investigation.”
The tail of the young man’s mouth, who identified himself as Mo Yong-hyun, was twisted up.
Mo Yong-hyun was the grandson of Mo Yong-Yul-cheon. Today was the day he appeared in Kangho for the first time.
Cheok Cheon-gyeong exploded in anger.
“cheeky! If I can’t kill Mo Yong Yul-cheon, I’ll have to kill you to relieve the pain!”
“I don’t know if you have a chance to do that.”
Before he could finish speaking, thirty-six swordsmen blocked his way.
“Invincible thirty-six swordsmanship (無敵三十六劍秀). These are the sword spirits that were carefully nurtured by the home family. First you’ll have to go through them.”
“Kill them!”
The warhorse ran toward the invincible thirty-six swordsman.
It was an assault technique unique to the Warhorse, which had been showing tremendous power in melee battles so far.
At the moment, the invincible thirty-six swordsman who had been quietly moved.
Pippy!
In an instant, they were scattered among the warhorses.
“what?”
The invincible thirty-six swordsmen swung their swords without the war horses even firing their guards.
Rest!
Their swords cut through the air. There was no such thing as a waste or a change. The shortest distance sword that separates space and space.
Instead, it was incredibly fast. To the extent that even the eyes of the warhorse could not recognize it.
“Uh-huh!”
The warhorse fell, splattered with blood. On the contrary, the invincible thirty-six swords slaughtering them made no sound.
silent killer.
Invincibility was the title that called them within.
“Unbelievable!”
Cheokcheon-gyeong’s cheeks trembled at the unbelievable sight.
Mo Yong-hyun built a sculpture.
“The sin that led to the invincible price without knowing the subject matter deserves to die. Kill everyone!”
The invincible thirty-six swordsman answered with a sword.
Their movements became simpler and faster. In proportion to that, the number of dying horses increased even more.
In an instant, most of the horses died or fell off their horses. Among them was Po Young-hui, Lee Dae-ju of the Warhorse.
“dare!”
When Po Young-hwi clenched his teeth and tried to unleash his sword, in an instant, four invincible thirty-six swordsmen surrounded him.
Puff!
They pierced the sword into Po Young-hui’s body mechanically without any emotion.
“Keep!”
Po Young-hwi opened his mouth in extreme pain.
The last thing he saw was the fifth invincible thirty-six swordsman thrusting his sword into his forehead.
“Younghui!”
Cheok Cheon-gyeong hurriedly tried to approach Po Young-hui. But there was a young warrior standing in his way. It was Mo Yong-hyun.
“You are mine.”
“Get out of here! bloke!”
Cheok Cheon-kyung swung a huge midway towards Mo Yong-hyun. However, his midway passed in vain and Mo Yong-hyun’s counterattack began.
As the green guns fluttered, Mo Yong-hyun moved like a ghost. Cheok Cheon-gyeong couldn’t catch up with Mo Yong-hyun’s movement at all.
At the moment, a golden beam of light burst out of Mo Yong-hyun’s hands.
“Chaha!”
Golden Divine Beast.
Invincibility was the moment when the handicraft of the vision unfolded. Cheok Cheon-kyung swung his midway towards Mo Yong-hyeon.
Wow!
“Keep!”
In an instant, the Cheokcheongyeong, engulfed in a golden light, vomited blood and fell off his horse. The middle road in his hand was shattered, leaving only the handle.
Cheokcheon-gyeong, which fell on the floor, wriggled like a worm. Mo Yong-hyeon smiled coldly as he looked at such a celestial view.
“Now do you understand why the hometown is called invincible?”
“Off!”
Mo Yong-hyun raised his foot and gently pressed the neck of Cheok Cheon-gyeong. Cheok Cheon-gyeong struggled for a while, then stopped breathing. It was a terrible end, not like the master of the war horse.
Mo Yong-hyun slowly removed her foot from the neck of Cheokcheon-gyeong.
At that time, I saw someone rushing from the inside of Unjungcheon. A man without one arm, it was Kwan Dae-seung, the general manager of Unjung-cheon.
He bowed his head towards Mo Yong-hyun.
“Songongja.”
“Hmm! Director General.”
“How could you, Sogong-tzu, step in such a muddy puddle? Entrusting it to me is enough.”
“It is my grandfather’s order.”
“then?”
“From now on, I will manage Unjungcheon myself.”
Mo Yong-hyun laughed. His smile resembled that of Mo Yong Yulcheon.