Chapter 362

Episode 362.The authority of the strong (4)

The prosperity of the first warrior (飜雀).

He is the head of the eighteen warriors of the Mythological Church and the strongest warrior in name and reality. He is called a god by his warriors because he possesses martial skills that are on a different level from other warriors.

Although he is actually over 60 years old, he has achieved such a high level that he only looks like he is in his mid-40s. Even though he did not reach the state of no end, he was a strong man who could never be said to be walking in the same state just because he broke through the barrier of no end.

Moreover, if he is the leader of the eighteen generals who are the vanguard of the Shinhwa religion, he can be called the general of a nation. In other words, Burnjak is the best vanguard that the Shinhwa Church can confidently display in any war.

In his eyes, he saw the face of a young expert wielding a huge axe. Searᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

A midfield powerhouse who conveys frightening anger and a chilling sense of intimidation despite his cold, sunken eyes and expressionless face.

“It’s annoying.”

Beonjak threw his fist towards the falling ax blade.

Quang!

Yeon Ho-jeong flew backwards, coughing up blood.

The power of the Byeoksanhojang, the weight of the Gwangryongbu, and the attack power of the White Tiger were blown away in one blow. Even after that, his face was full of composure, as if he wasn’t in any way shocked.

But his eyes had a strange light.

‘Didn’t it go in properly?’

Power did not properly penetrate the other person. This meant that even as it bounced away, almost all of its power, like an active volcano, was released.

‘Even though you hit with all your might, you dispersed your power at the moment of impact?’

He was an interesting guy.

Even though their capabilities are far below theirs, they still use these tricks. Beyond his actual combat experience, he had a great sense of martial arts.

It was then.

“Hojeong!”

Faaagh!

Yeonwi and Danggwan Mukbi rushed to Yeonhojeong’s side.

Everyone was pushed back by the powerful attack that Beonjak had unleashed a moment ago. Immediately, Beonjak moved a long distance and struck down Moyong’s army, and at the same time, Yeonhojeong chased after Beonjak and attempted to deliver a blow.

“Are you okay?”

“Tsk! it’s okay.”

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and glared at Beon-jak.

He said it as if the story was interesting.

“They are excellent experts. “It’s been quite a while since I’ve seen such strong people gathered together.”

Pussssss!

The fires that were shooting up everywhere had suddenly quieted down.

Heeheeheehee!

The cries of countless horses.

The combined forces of Tangma Murderer, who had defeated all the mythical soldiers, were slowly forming a formation and gathering here.

It was finally the beginning of the final battle. All those who are qualified to end this fight have gathered.

The prosperity and prosperity of the Shinhwa Church.

The three heads of the six families on the Murim Alliance, the military commanders of the Yu military units, and over five hundred and fifty masters.

They glared at each other, their will to fight burning brightly. The end of the long fight was not far away.

Beonjak said to Cheon Gang.

“You didn’t handle things properly.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Tsk, it was my misjudgment that I thought you were enough. “I won’t accuse you of anything.”

“…thank you.”

Beonjak looked around again.

“This place has been breached this much… It’s interesting. Could it be that all the armed forces scattered in Hanam were killed?”

At that time, the official opened his mouth.

“Then I thought you left them alive and came here?”

Beonjak looked back at the hotel.

The blue eyes, characteristic of Westerners, became as deep as an abyss.

“It’s toxic. “As far as I know, the only person with that level of venom in the central plains is the master of Sacheondanga.”

“I saw it well. “I am Dang Gwan, the master of Sacheon Danga.”

Although he spoke confidently, the official was secretly surprised.

Doban Samyang Gwiwongong perfectly hides toxins in the body. Didn’t Liao Lei also know that he was a member of the Tang family until he unleashed his poison?

But Beonjak saw through it all at once. My pride was hurt, but I couldn’t help but admit that he was a master of a different level.

Beonjak smiled.

His eyes are extremely cool, but only the corners of his mouth turn up. It was an eerie smile.

“Not bad. It’s actually not bad. Looking at their faces, they all seem to be from the Murim Alliance. Have they already noticed our presence?”

Yeonwi opened her mouth.

“Surrender.”

“hmm?”

“I am fully aware of your strength. But there is no way out anymore.”

Beonjak chuckled.

“What if I surrender? “You’ll save my life?”

“exactly.”

“That’s a fascinating recommendation. Do you have that kind of authority?”

“No. “But at least for now, I think we can guarantee your lives.”

“Even if you don’t die right away, you could die if you are dragged away.”

“exactly.”

“Honest.”

“I don’t like lies. “Even if I tell a lie, I don’t think you will believe me.”

Beonjak, who was quietly looking at Yeonwi, suddenly asked.

“I’d like to know your name.”

“I am the head of Gangdong Byeoksan Yeonga.”

“Judge and Prosecutor’s Office! As expected, the person is as good as his reputation. Even our enemies are treated with the bare minimum of courtesy… This is a Daehyup that wants to share a drink with us even though we are enemies.”

“So what is your answer?”

Beonjak shook his head.

“I will not surrender.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry too. “You’re being quite underestimated to think you can catch me with this many troops.”

It was a statement that exuded tremendous confidence.

The official’s lips twitched.

“Would you like to try it out?”

“There is nothing to do but study and sleep. “They gathered together to catch us in the first place, but of course the stabbings will come and go, right?”

“You arrogant bastard!”

It was then.

Flash! Quang!

A ray of lightning-like sword energy struck Beonjak.

Pussssss.

A thick cloud of pale smoke rose.

Everyone looked at the source of the lightning.

It was Mo Yong-gun who suddenly sprayed black energy.

Mo Yong said coldly.

“Let’s stop fussing and catch him quickly.”

Faaagh!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who jumped towards the smoke, spoke briefly.

“sympathy.”

Buuuuuung!

The Gwangryongbu was full of flame-like deadly energy. The Hongyeomyuksalgong was cast.

Kwakwakwak!

With a heavy drink, Yeon Ho-jeong’s upper body tilted back.

“Tsk tsk.”

Phew.

Even though he was struck by the sword energy of Prince Moyong, who appeared after clearing the smoke, and even received an attack from Yeonhojeong, he seemed to have suffered no damage.

“These guys don’t know what to do when they gather up this many troops and then launch a surprise attack.”

At that time, silence gave way to protest.

Piyuuuung! Percussion!

The arrow flew like lightning and was caught in Beonjak’s hand. It was amazing reflexes. The movements of his hands that lightly grabbed him as if there was nothing to avoid showed great composure.

The official shouted.

“Kill!”

Papa papapang!

The pouring water of Danggacheon vultures shook the air.

Yeonwi, who jumped in as if he had been waiting, used the iron sword sword technique, and Mukbi’s arrow was fired again, avoiding the two like a ghost and aiming for Beonjak’s head and chest.

Beonjak’s eyes deepened.

It was not an attack that even he, no matter how tall he was, could easily take.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Invisible flames gathered in both his hands, forming a huge dragon-headed sword.

It was the fire dragon magic sword of the Shinhwa religion. However, it was on a different level from the fire dragon magic used by other military officers.

It was much more violent and unleashed much more powerful fire. With that firearm alone, half of the attacks coming in would lose their power.

Beonjak swung his dual arms.

Kwakwakwak! Awesome!

Burning Dragon’s Demonic Sword was not simply strong. Not only did he have sharp cutting power, he disrupted the attacks of the experts with only the light wave of the fire sword. It was terrifying power and excellent internal attack management.

Crumbling!

There was something else surprising.

Beonjak’s martial arts were strong, but in terms of speed, they were no different from Cheon Gang.

Flash!

The official’s eyes widened. Before he knew it, he could feel the momentum of prosperity right behind him.

“If you keep hitting me, it looks like your poison won’t be able to withstand it. “You go first.”

Quang!

The official flew to the side, coughing up blood.

Beonjak’s eyes narrowed.

‘It didn’t go in properly.’

Danggacheondoksu was instantly changed to Geumganggodokjang (金剛五毒掌). Although he could not match the mighty Cheon Doksu with his miasma, the strength and elasticity of the martial arts itself were several levels superior to that of the Five Dokjang.

An expert who changes the type of martial arts according to his instincts.

‘It’s not just this guy.’

Beonjak turned his head to the side.

Flash!

The speculum flew like an arrow and grazed his cheek.

It was a senior position. I don’t know when he arrived here, but the cool-headed way he wielded his sword was like an iron wall.

Beonjak swung the fire dragon magic sword again.

Blah blah blah!

The swords clashed about a dozen times, creating enormous sparks.

Yeonwi staggered back. Although he embodied martial arts that was close to perfection, he had no choice but to fall behind Beonjak in terms of strength.

But Beonjak was surprised.

Grumbling.

A sword image was engraved on his shoulder. It was a wound created by Yeonwi’s iron sword sword.

‘Did you pierce it?’

It penetrated through the double barrier of Fire Dragon Demon and Geumje Pure Fire and inflicted wounds. Although the sword strike only cut through flesh, what was important was the fact that it pierced a shield of this size.

Faba Park!

Yeonwi took advantage of the unexpected side with an unusually flexible footing technique.

Crumbling!

A thunderous sound rang out from Beonjak’s hand.

It wasn’t Fire Dragon Magic. It was a deteriorating kidney.

However, just by gathering the power of the fire kidney, a huge explosion erupted. It was a loud noise that made the opponent anticipate that the power of the blow would be comparable to that of a fire bullet.

‘I’ll see if I can get this somewhere.’

Beonjak swung the Yeolhwashinjang.

Whoa!

It was a terrifying flame.

With just one swing, a pillar of golden fire pours out.

At this level, it would be safe to say that the fire extinguishing techniques used by other military commanders were child’s play. The moment the flame erupted, it was enough to ignite the wood that was five blocks away.

grasp!

The experts around me retreated out of the room without even realizing it. This is because it was difficult to withstand the ultra-high temperature firepower.

So what is the age?

Puffpuffpuffpuff!

Tension, like artillery fire, hit the sword curtain drawn by Yeonwi and made a series of loud noises.

Puff puff! Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The tension, which had been gradually decreasing with successive binge drinking, suddenly soared high into the sky.

‘…!’

Beonjak’s face hardened.

“Whoa.”

In front of him was Yeonwi, who lowered his posture and raised his sword. Although his clothes were burned here and there, his expression remained calm.

“You stopped that?”

It wasn’t just blocked. He repeatedly blocked and bounced it, and when the tension was reduced to a certain extent, he pulled it out and flew it high into the sky.

It was truly a magical swordsmanship. Not only the government official, but even Prince Moyong could not help but be amazed by the perfect destruction.

“As expected, he’s strong. But I guess I can get it somehow.”

Yeonwi, who had relaxed his stance, took up a nose-to-tail stance again.

It was an uncharacteristically aggressive stance. A sharper anticipation than before enveloped his entire body, as if he was going to kill his head with a single sword.

The head of the Byeoksan Yeonga family, Pan-gwan-geom Yeonwi.

The one who uses the most perfect swordsmanship among the Tanggeum powerhouse swordsmen.

Regardless of the strength or weakness of internal energy, enlightenment regarding the sword has reached the highest level. The overwhelming ability to destroy stronger forces with simple herbivory comes from that very realization.

Beonjak’s eyes trembled slightly.

‘Yeongaju was this strong? Regarding the head of the sword family who has only been famous for 50 years?’

It was then.

Whoa whoa!

Cheon Gang’s screams were heard along with an eerie crashing sound.

Beonjak reflexively turned his head.

“Gasp! Oh, that bastard is so quick.”

Beonjak’s face distorted.

Yeon Ho-jeong, covered in blood, was holding Cheon-gang by the collar. Cheon-gang must have been hit by an ax properly, so there was a huge stab wound on his upper body.

Yeon Ho-jeong continued to breathe heavily and glared at Beon-jak.

“Now there’s really only you left.”