Chapter - 818 Episode 8-18. My kids are a bit rough. (3)

Red plum blossoms rose on the cliff.

The game from the edge of Baek Cheon's sword blossomed red with the wind flowing over the cliff.

Baek Cheon's eyes, which were filled with shouts, were distorted.

Have you ever painted plum blossoms with all your might before? The endless sophisticated, frighteningly vivid plum blossoms contain everything that Baek Cheon has built up so far.

One.

A blue economy soared over the plum blossoms that Baek Cheon burned with all his might. The blue match, which was so dark that the soul froze, hit the plum blossoms like a huge wave.

He overcame the cold winter, endured the scorching sun, and endured the strong winds that finally bloomed in front of the waves, he fell helplessly.

Baek Cheon distorted his face.

Whoosh!

But that wasn't all. The blue match, which had crushed all the plum blossoms, flashed like a viper's tongue, and soon spread toward Baek Cheon.

"LOL!"

It seems that he is very determined to play the game. The deep malice lurched in the energy shuddered.

Kagagagagak!

The plum sword, which pushed as much as it could, collided with the game.

"Oops!"

Baek Cheon's mouth let out an uncontrollable groan.

I felt like I was going to tear my grip. The magnitude of the power in that leap game far exceeded Baek Cheon's expectations.

Burr, Bertie....’

At that time, however, a blue match covered with plum blossoms wiggled as if it were alive, wrapping the sword in its entirety and flooding Baek Cheon.

What?

A disciplined body moves faster than its head. Baek Cheon rolled on the floor like he was stuck. A blue game skidded right over him.

Sweat poured down my face.

I feel like I'm alive!’

It's a ridiculous operation. As he hits a sword with a history, he converts his extra power into an attack.

Of course, it is not impossible.

But isn't Jang Nilso only dealing with Baek Cheon now?

That play!

Baek Cheon, who had a sword on the floor, quickly pulled himself up. And without a moment to think, he ran straight for Jang Nilso, hitting the floor.

If his sword stops, those spirits will be after the death penalty. That was absolutely unacceptable.

I know. He just passed his death.

If he was a moment late to roll over, he would be getting bloodstained and cold now.

So you're afraid?

Don't be ridiculous.

To die is not to be afraid. The real fear is to see those who survived and died with two eyes.

I'm the first one to die!

That's how Hawasan's Baek Cheon lives.

At that time, Chung-Myung was clearly seen flying toward Jang Nilso like a bow shot.

"Chung-Myung아!"

Oh, my god!

A soaring game engulfs Chung-Myung. But at that moment, Chung-Myung's sword began to shoot out countless plum blossoms. Each one was as clear as alive.

But it was of that magnitude that overwhelmed the clarity. It's so hard to follow a flower in the forest of plum blossoms that bloomed like clouds in an instant.

Kaga gaga gak!

The fiery blue tension and Chung-Myung's plum blossoms intertwined in Ho Gong.Blame!

At that moment, Chung-Myung lifted himself up slightly to Ho Gong and lowered the plum swords I sprayed and Jang Nilso's tension at once.

Oh, my god!

Having given up his energy, he naturally, but quickly flooded forward.

Hana Jang Nilso was already running face to face at Chung-Myung as if he had expected it to be.

"Hahaha!"

When Jang Nilso stretched his arms wide, his sleeves flapped like red wings.

Oh, my god!

There was a series of spectacular participation.

As soon as Chung-Myung's sword, which had a red aura, flew away, Jang Nilso's sleeves, which were sky blue, stood up like a knife.

Chaeng! Chaeng! Chaeng!

Jang Nilso's sleeve collided with Chung-Myung's sword in Ho Gong. The sleeves and swords touched, but the sound of the swords hitting each other rang out.

"Quite……!"

Paaaaaaaaaaaah!

Jang Nilso twisted his head in the middle of his speech. Just beside his face, Chung-Myung's sword brushed past in a formidable fashion.

The sword, which was swift and stretched out strongly, stopped at Ho Gong like a lie and gently turned its direction to hold Jang Nilso's neck.

Jang Nilso's waist slanted back. Just ahead of that pass Chung-Myung's sword. No, I thought it would pass by.

One. At that moment.

Oh, my god!

Chung-Myung's sword, which stopped again, turned from Ho Gong with the intention of lowering Jang Nilso.

Jang Nilso opened his eyes wide open. His body accelerated toward the bottom.

Bite!

Jang Nilso, who hit the ground with his hands, turned sideways and quickly turned around in Ho Gong, avoiding Chung-Myung's sword. At the same time, his feet fired dozens of kicks at Chung-Myung.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Chung-Myung quickly lifted up the sword and blocked all the soft-and-fastening retreats. But every time he touched, his body was pushed back an inch.

Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong didn't miss the gap he made.

"Growl!"

Jo-Gol, who flew like an island war, struck the sword at Jang Nilso, who was still floating in Ho Gong. At the same time, Yoon-Jong, who flooded the other side, painted a neat plum blossom and covered Jang Nilso.

"Dead!"

Cagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Jang Nilso's bracelet collided with Jo-Gol's sword. Jo-Gol bounced back faster than he was rushing at. At the same time, the plum blossoms that had been covering Jang Nilso on the other side were tangled with the blue flames emitted by Jang Nilso.

Whoosh!

Along with heavy drinking, Yun-Jong was heavily pushed back for a long time. Blood from the mouth flowed down his jaw.

Snap!

The moment Jang Nilso gets off the floor.

Harmony!

Yoo-Esul, who appeared from behind Jang Nilso's back like a ghost, drew a sword like a light.

"LOL!"

Jang Nilso's body instantly turned sideways.

Paaaaaaaah!

Yoo-Esul's sword slid over Jang Nilso's waist. However, Yoo-Esul also threw out dozens of quickly recovered swords in a row, as if he had expected.

Kaga-ga-ga-gang! Kagang!

Jang Nilso's hand blocked Yoo-Esul's sword that came in without missing a single thing. Metal sounds rang one after another like music.

Bite!

At the moment when Jang Nilso's extended hand collided head-on with the final stab, Yoo-Esul, who couldn't resist the shock, bounced back and rolled the floor.“…….”

Jang Nilso slowly lowered his head and looked at his hand.

Both eyes are slightly distorted.

There was red blood.

Of course it's not much of a wound, but the fact that his hand was cut is important.

Yoo-Esul twisted his sword and drew Jang Nilso's hand at the moment when it bounced off.

It's a real tenacity.

A sword that can never be tried unless you are determined to trade a drop of Jang Nilso's blood for his own flesh.

"…...You have a lot of face."

Not just hands.

His clothes were all cut and ragged. The neatly arranged hair was also disheveled.

People have their own aesthetics.

It was not the beautiful scene he painted that he stood here looking like this, where he was supposed to fool them as a sapaeryeonju.

The play.

Then a sharp sound caught his eye.

When I turned my head, Chung-Myung was scratching the floor with his hanging sword and approaching him.

"What do you think?"

“…….”

"How does it feel to be bitten by a dog?"

Jang Nilso replied, twisting his lips.

"He's a politician, and he's very proud of himself by joining forces. Don't you think so?"

"I'm so ashamed to hear that from a man who pours oil and uses gunpowder.”

"Hahaha."

Jang Nilso revealed his fangs.

Surely these are quite dangerous wild dogs. Crimes are sometimes bitten and killed by wolves, and if they are unlucky, they are bitten by a flock of wild dogs.

But…….

"Thousands of dogs, not five, can't deal with me. Do you know why?”

“…….”

"Because there's a very easy relative law."

At that moment, a hideous light poured from Jang Nilso's eyes.

Paaaaaaaaaaaah!

Jang Nilso rushed toward Chung-Myung at a formidable pace. It was fast enough to make Jang Nilso's body look just like a red line.

Jang Nilso, who ran like a pig, hit Chung-Myung with a weird smile in his face.

Whoosh!

The blue flames from Jang Nilso's excellence overflowed and attacked Chung-Myung. Chung-Myung flew back without delay, but Jang Nilso hit the floor and caught up faster with the rebound.

Whoosh!

Later, the ground that Jang Nilso had hit burst. However, their bodies had already been out of there for a long time.

Chung-Myung threw a sword at Jang Nilso, who was chasing him.

Dozens of swords that were released in a single stroke flew in after Jang Nilso's whole-body urea. But the swords clashed with the swims created by Jang Nilso before they were fully extended.

Kaga river! Kaga river!

Chang Il-so, who had blocked the extending swords by pressing down on them, twisted his wrist revealing his teeth. Chung-Myung's sword, which was aiming for Jang Nilso's neck, scratched the bracelet and deflected to the side.

Kagang!

Jang Nilso, who bounced the sword without missing the moment, immediately threw three powers at Chung-Myung's wide open chest.

Chung-Myung, who deployed every Hwasan number in the left field with all his might, quickly blocked Jang Nilso's power.

Bang!

I twist my wrist in one book.

Bite!

As soon as I hit this volume, the left-hander couldn't overcome the power and was pushed back to hit myself in the chest.

And three books!

Whoosh!

Jang Nilso's power was fierce in his chest-blocking hands. Blood spouted from Chung-Myung's mouth like a fountain."LOL!"

Chung-Myung, who had been backing down endlessly, immediately hit the floor and swerved forward.

One. At that moment.

Whoo! Whoosh!

Chung-Myung's body rolled to the ground and bounced sideways. Just as Jang Nilso knew Chung-Myung's thoughts in advance, he already blew his tension in the direction he jumped in.

"It's easy to know, really!"

As soon as Jang Nilso tried to rush toward Chung-Myung, who had yet to get into position, Yoo-Esul and Baek Cheon, who had been chasing him, jumped up and scattered plum blossoms on Jang Nilso's back.

Instead of looking back, Hana Jang Nilso rushed toward Chung-Myung with tension flying behind her back. Unprecise herbivores created gaps, and plum swords dug between tension were trapped in his back.

If he tried to stop it, there was no reason not to. But Jang Nilso didn't even look back. As if only Chung-Myung were in his eyes now.

Bite!

Park Chan-Jang Nilso, who hit Chung-Myung, who is barely getting up, swung Woo-soo. He faced Chung-Myung's sword head-on with sharp steel like a hawk's claws.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

The Amhyang Plum Sword was bent to break, and Chung-Myung's body was pushed back. Kang Ki's fingernails, which stretched right in front of his face, drew Chung-Myung's face across.

The distorted Chung-Myung's face quickly sprang into several branches.

"Hahaha!"

Jang Nilso burst out laughing and pushed Chung-Myung.

"Cher, Chung-Myung ahahah!"

Pushed by force, Chung-Myung's body was quickly pushed out of the cliff. And Jang Nilso also chased Chung-Myung off the cliff to see if he was satisfied with it.

The two men, hand in hand with the sword, began to crash off the cliff at once.

Gagagagagagagagagagagagagagagag!

"Hahahahaha!"

In the eyes of the two men who fell down tangled with each other, madness and hostility were raging like lava.