Chapter - 400 Episode 400. It's not about relying, it's about walking together. (5)

Whoosh!

The sword flying through the rain was devastating. Rising black swan crews descended toward Chung-Myung like black rainbows.

Chung-Myung lit a blood-red plum blossom at the end of the sword, looking at it with his bleak eyes.

Rainfalling.

plum blossoms blooming in the pouring rain

It is safe to say that plum blossoms when you have to overpower your opponent and plum blossoms when you have to kill your opponent are completely different.

The plum blossoms that Chung-Myung showed at the arena were also colorful, but now they are clearly different from then.

Sword only to kill the opponent. Hundreds of blooming plum blossoms were full of life.

The wielding black was heartless, and the sword-holding examination in the rain was even more insensitive.

"Well."

Finally, a groan came out of the mouth of the black swan who rushed to Chung-Myung.

Although the members of the Black Towers have admitted that they have succeeded in overcoming the fear of death through extreme training, they have been thrilled to climb up the spine at this moment.

If they threw themselves through those colorful plum blossoms, their bodies would be torn into six pieces.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A shout broke out of my mouth.

They were trained not to waste a breath until the moment they completely stopped breathing. However, to overcome this fear now, it was necessary to have something that had never existed before.

"Die!"

The history of the sword's explosion vibrated the segum.

The three sharp swords pierced the plum blossoms like arrows.

Oh, my god!

A single point history began to crush plum blossoms. The plum blossoms against the sword shivered and soon dispersed.

One, two, and three!

The plum blossoms that were blocking between the Black swan crew and Chung-Myung were torn down one after another. The three swords are not dead at all.

'That's enough!

No matter how powerful a history is, it is hard to maintain this number of swords at the same time.

So it's hard to get a point out of the attack…….

It was then.

Slowly.

The plum blossoms, which had been firmly in place, were gently fluttering. And at the same time.

Whoo! Whoosh!

As if flying in the wind, it began to fly to the Black Towers.

'Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

I expected it at this point.

But even as long as the sword is stuck in your body, all you have to do is stab it in! flesh and bone...….

Crunch.

I cut my hand holding the sword. The black swan clearly caught the eye of his fingers, which had been cut off, falling weakly to the floor.

The pain swept around his hand, but the black swan clenched his teeth and pushed the sword in. No, I was going to shove it in.

But it was just too much greed.

Crunch!

The petals brushed past my wrist. I felt a slight tingling pain, and a long red line was drawn on my arm.

I thought I could put up with it.

One. At that moment.

Oh my god.

The red line seemed to thicken, but the wound opened in an instant.

Seeing the bones showing on his long split forearms, the Black Towers opened their eyes wide.

Crunch.

The fluttering petals split the thighs.

Crunch. Crunch.

My sides are split. A flower petal stuck in the abdomen. Blood splattered from my shoulders and my ears were cut off.

"Uh……."

It was not until the sword's hand was cut off, its neck was cut halfway, and its abdomen was pierced through a dozen petals that the Black Jawman realized what he was being subjected to.

"Hey, that's ridiculous.….'

Whoosh!

Waves of plum blossoms swept the whole body. Dozens and hundreds of petals cut flesh, cut bones, and pierced the body.Blood was scattered through the rain.

In time, all that remained in the place where the flowers had fallen was a figure called a human being.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You wicked bastard!

The person who saw his colleague's terrible death couldn't stand it and screamed in agitation, but it was a dark sword day, not an answer.

Crack!

The sword, which popped out of the plum blossoms, pierced the neck of a black swan member who rushed in.

Push!

The sound of a sword cutting through flesh and bones rang clearly in the rain.

"Growl……."

A strange groan came out as the blood bubbles soared through his throat. Chung-Myung's eyes were so cold as to look at the person struggling to seize life with his neck pierced.

The moment to retrieve the sword that supported the sagging body.

All of a sudden.

A person with a piercing throat raised his hand and grabbed Chung-Myung's sword with both hands.

"Ugh……."

Bloody eyes were full of malice.

As if he would not miss this opportunity, his hand, which pushed his history as far as he could, penetrated the blade of the sword. The blade sounded terrible, scratching and scratching with bones.

Chung-Myung's determination not to let go of his sword even if he dies.

"Kill me!"

"Ha-a!"

And, as if in response to the will, two black beams flew behind Chung-Myung's back.

One, the corners of Chung-Myung's mouth twisted at that moment.

Push!

Before long, he poked his sword forward, rather than pulling it out.

The eyes of a desperate tug at the sword were filled with dismay.

'Oh, inside...!'

Push!

Chung-Myung, who revealed his teeth, poked a sword into the black swan's neck to the root. The sword, which took its life at once, did not stop there, but fell down in a fierce manner.

Whoosh!

Chung-Myung quickly penetrated through his split body. Hot blood hit the whole body, but didn't bat an eyelid.

After breaking through the body of a black swan, he turned around and kicked the body that had yet to collapse to those who were aiming for his back.

The body spun and scattered blood everywhere.

"Ugh!"

Those who rushed in with a bewildered cry turned for a moment.

Chung-Myung didn't miss the moment.

Paaaaaaaaaaaah!

The feet quickly ran up the floor.

The tip of his sword shivered as if it were a war of islands and narrowed the streets.

Just as time flew by, the flowering plum blossoms swept away the disorganized man.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

A single number of people with dozens of holes all over the body screamed desperately. And even before Chung-Myung's last sword could escape from his body, he was out of breath.

Chung-Myung's movement was outspoken.

Along with the sound of breaking air, a light-like sword entered another's neck.

"Gasp!"

The frightened Black Towers raised their arms without even thinking of swinging a sword.

Crack!

Chung-Myung's sword, which penetrated the crossed arms, pierced the opponent's neck without losing its momentum. With his arms sewn, the Black Towers turned white and backed away.

But Chung-Myung didn't let him go easily. The Black Towers rushed at a faster pace than they were retreating.

Chung-Myung's hair, which looked darker because it was so wet, flew. Then he scattered blood all over the place.

"Huh!"

At that time, the black swan's feet, which were stepping back.

Eventually, Chung-Myung looked down at me in the eyes of a black swan who fell on the floor.Blood-soaked, demon-like face. But, by contrast, the eyes that sank so cold that they seemed to tear the soul apart.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……."

Chung-Myung's sword penetrated his neck without hesitation.

I tried to block it with all my might, but the sword slowly, slowly cut his arm and dug into his neck.

Crunch.

"Growl……."

The airway cracked and a strange sound leaked out of my throat. Blood filled my mouth with backflow.

"You shouldn't have come to the battlefield if you weren't prepared to get blood from your colleagues."

A creepy smile sprang up around Chung-Myung's mouth.

"Buddy."

The Black Towers lost their breath and their whole body drooped.

Puff.

Chung-Myung, who split his neck, pulled out his sword and raised his body without hesitation.

"……tit."

Blood mixed with rain flowed down on Chung-Myung's face, spitting blood into his mouth.

The pouring rain can't help but smell this thick blood. I felt unpleasant and familiar at the same time.

Chung-Myung raised his hand and stole his face.

The sense of the sword breaking its neck bone remained clear at the fingertips.

This sense was once all right.….

He looked away at the rest of the Black Towers. Those who failed to narrow the distance hurriedly surrounded him as if they were wary. Like a pack of wolves on a hunt.

However, even though Jinyoung is like a wolf, their eyes are not.

The vicious and virulent eyes of the first time were nowhere, and the only eyes left were shaking as if they were fed up.

Chung-Myung approached them with his sword hanging down.

"Ugh……."

The black swan in his direction flinched and unwittingly retreated.

You want me to deal with a monster like that?

The only time you can aim for an opponent without taking care of your life is when your determination can produce results. But... isn't this just dog death?

"Da, run away...…."

Crack!

Then, a creepy sound penetrated his ear.

The man who was stepping back slowly lowered his eyes. A hand wrapped in black bandages was sticking out through his chest.

Soon blood began to flow out of his mouth. He looked back with trembling eyes.

"No way."

Heukssi's screeching voice echoed.

Hard.

A strange sound came from the hand that broke through the chest. The Black Towers were convulsed with breathtaking pain, but in Heukssi's eyes there was no perturbation.

"Turn it off... Turn it off...…."

Puff.

Heukssi, who pulled his hand out of his chest, fixed his eyes only to Chung-Myung without even giving his eyes to his fallen subordinate.

His mouth, wrapped in bandages, opened still.

"We're joining forces. Come on. Hold on and hang on."

It was hard to live in the eyes of the Black Towers.

If you can't run away anyway, the only way to survive is to kill him.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

It was more of a scream than a shout.

Black swan crews, who dyed their eyes red, stormed Chung-Myung at once.

Watching the near-repellent attack, Chung-Myung slowly took a standstill.

Front three. Back two. And one above your head.

I am not sure that that is all. No, it is foolish to deal with them at the same time, even if they are everything.

Chung-Myung's feet stepped on the prostitution. As he glided across the floor, he ghostly flew toward the person who was approaching first.

Because it's in front of you?

You're welcome.

Because his feet were the slowest. Because I have the deepest fear in my heart.A battle is not a bimu. If the opponent shows weakness, he or she is thoroughly persistent. It is the battlefield where my neck flies first while watching the opponent's situation.

And Chung-Myung followed the rules of the battlefield thoroughly.

"Oh……."

The eyes of the Black Towers were shaken when they saw Chung-Myung flying in first before they could narrow the siege.

"Argh!"

He screamed and stabbed three swords.

Three swords are sharper and more deadly when attacking, but only half-weapons when defending.

And Chung-Myung didn't miss that point.

Bite!

Chung-Myung's sword was struck with a strong history. At the same time, the three swords that were struck broke in half with a sharp sound of sharpness.

Chung-Myung's sword lowered the black swan in front of its eyes.

The sword dug into his shoulder and cut off his collarbone at once. Then he penetrated through his upper body.

But then.

Crack!

Just as the sword passed through the abdomen, something popped out of the black swan's chest and picked up Chung-Myung's face.

Even the world's Chung-Myung had to be heartbroken at this moment.

"LOL!"

I twisted my body before I could check what shape it was. The flying thing passed by its face narrowly, leaving three scars on its cheek.

At the same time.

Whoosh!

The black swan's body in front of him exploded and scattered six pieces. Bones and six pieces with a history dug into Chung-Myung's body like memorization.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

And without missing the moment, the Black Towers flooded Chung-Myung.

Ugh!

Chung-Myung, who had his teeth clenched, quickly moved his sword in all directions.

Twenty-four-year-old plum blossoms, the plum blossoms gradually spread and swept those flying toward him away in a wide-ranging storm of petals.

"Ahhhhhhhh!

"Argh!"

A mournful scream rang out on Hwasan.

The plum-blossom method, which contained life and spread without mercy, was sufficient to turn those who attacked into six sides. However, urgent herbivores cannot be as sophisticated as usual.

So Chung-Myung had to pay for it, too.

Crunch.

He quickly cut off the flesh of his thigh.

Chung-Myung, who cut a few more parts of his body in motion without hesitation, looked forward with half-eyed eyes.

Heukssi was approaching slowly. The eyes seen through the bandages shone darker in the dark.

"I don't know...….I don't know. The movement is obviously an old man who's been through a hundred battles."

Hard.

Heukssi's Joe made a strange and unpleasant sound whenever he moved.

"…you."

Tendons stood on Chung-Myung's evil jaw. And the eyes were bloodshot.

It was Joe of Heukssi who brushed his face a moment ago. The man who hid his hiding skill attacked Chung-Myung, penetrating his servant's back.

"You look angry, don't you? Why?"

Heukssi lifted Joe and tilted his head as if he had no idea what was going on.

"If I hurt your rotten body or something, wouldn't he like it in the underworld?"

At Heukssi's words, Chung-Myung's plum sword vibrated briefly.

Of course he knew that wasn't too wrong. There is no such thing as a means of killing and killing each other.

But…….

But why does it feel like my blood is soaring backwards?

Heukssi approached Chung-Myung silently, lifting a long group in both hands.

"Don't worry. I don't kill people easily. I'll let you scream that you've never screamed before."Chung-Myung smiled coldly with an unrelenting look.

"You're talking, little b*tc*."

Soon after, the plum sword spewed blue swords.