Episode 597Myeongbaekbaek (3)

“….”

Kang Ryang’s eyes looking towards the west were sharper than ever.

Wooooow.

The energy rising from the Danjeon relaxed my entire body.

The Gwigeom style of Gwicheolgeommun pursues a rogue yet free swordsmanship. Although it is said to be at a world-class level, it was a martial art that showed a completely different aspect in proportion to the enlightenment and capabilities of the person practicing it.

The ghost king’s true energy was different. S~eaʀᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

If the Demonic Swordsmanship was strong and free, the Demon King Jinki was the best new technique in itself, arguing that the black sword was the best.

Discussing the supremacy of black swords meant that he was a martial artist competing for the lead in the martial arts world. The extremely profound Demon King Jin Qi was blooming in the body of Jiang Liang, the best Qilin Child in the Demon Sword Gate, and was raising his senses to the highest level.

Little by little, just a little bit more.

The feeling of developing again even in front of the infinite wall that is so close that you can touch it if you stretch out your hand.

Impressed by Kang Ryang’s will to always sharpen his senses as a prosecutor, Gui Wang Jin-ki was taking his level one step further even at this moment.

‘I can feel it.’

Even a transcendental expert who has broken through the barrier of martial arts cannot be sure that his senses are more sensitive than the strength of his senses.

‘I feel it. My brother’s anger.’

A force like a burning fire.

Although it is a long distance away, its sinister force can be clearly felt.

It was the descent of the Sun God, who does not exist in this world and whose existence is known only in myths and legends. Suzaku, the incarnation of Byeongwu (丙午), was spreading his huge wings wide as if he would set the heaven and earth on fire.

It’s been a long time since Yeonhojeong radiated such extreme energy. It seemed that the natural power of the wall coral was being unleashed to its full potential.

Except when he is involved with those related to the Three Religions, he has never shown such a brilliant force.

but.

‘It’s not the Three Bridges.’

The strength of the river was certain. Yeon Ho-jeong’s anger now is not because of the three religions.

There was something different about Yeonhojeong, right in front of Samgyo.

Even though the energy waves emitted were similar, it felt like something essential within them had changed. If I were to make an analogy, I would say that the firebird that rules the sky is transformed into a phoenix from hell that climbs through lava.

‘older brother.’

Even if it wasn’t the three schools, Yeonhojeong was clearly angry.

No, is it more sadness than anger? I also felt frustrated. Kang Ryang was able to feel Yeon Ho-jeong’s emotions one by one just by reading the momentum from this far away.

‘I have strong emotions. It seems like he’s still keeping his cool, but…’

Kangryang’s face became clouded.

‘It looks like something happened.’

If you have read everything about Yeonhojeong with your five senses, now is the time to use your sixth sense as well.

‘Should I hit it and go in?’

Where he was now was near the entrance to the most secret escape route out of the inner circle of the Tang family.

Originally, Hwang Seok-tae was going to take over, but Hwang Seok-tae had outstanding experience in fighting in many ways. Moreover, even if Gangryang’s level is exceptional, Hwang Seok-tae’s martial arts will be used more than Gangryang’s in Naewon, where poison and memorization are prevalent.

The question was whether it was right to wait for the equatorial forces to retreat here and now.

He recalled Yeon Ho-jeong’s words.

‘The problem is that it is up to you to decide whether to move as a reserve force or hold the front line until the end.’

‘I believe in you.’

It is a relationship between two people bound by strong trust.

Yeon Ho-jeong finally recognized Kang Ryang as a comrade in arms, and Kang Ryang grew up to the point where he could live up to Yeon Ho-jeong’s trust.

And Kang Ryang did not want to betray that trust.

So I had to be careful. Making hasty judgments due to unnecessary excitement was something only children do.

‘You can still be cautious. Although a battle took place, the real battle that would determine the success or failure of this operation did not begin. That’s what matters.’

It was a keen eye.

Kang Ryang knew how to read the flow of the battlefield. Paeyul captured the attention, Moyonggun moved like lightning, and Danggwan also showed quite a flashy move in Noksuzuru.

Plus Yeonhojeong’s explosive appearance.

However, there was no fight within it that could change the landscape of this party situation.

‘It’s almost now.’

The amount of precipitation was known.

This bloody air was telling. That there will be a battle soon. There will be a final battle in which there will be a clear winner and a loser.

‘Then will I step into the battle or will I defend this place until the end?’

That’s something you don’t know. It is not too late to make a decision after the actual battle has occurred and the situation has been observed.

However, the important thing is that in any battle in the world, a momentary intervention can result in the death of someone who does not need to die and the death of someone who does not need to die.

The key to battle is time. If the right force is not deployed at the right time and in the right place, the battle becomes two or three times more difficult.

Kang Ryang hoped that no one in the group would die. That’s why I worry so much.

How much time has passed like that?

Rumbling!

The ground shook.

The air exploded, creating a terrifying shock wave. In Kang Ryang’s eyes, he could clearly see the air making waves like waves.

‘The battle has begun…’

That was then.

‘…!’

Slurp.

Kang Ryang, who read the secret sign, immediately ran into the bush.

The movement was truly ghost-like. It was fast, stealthy, and completely natural.

After a while.

Huh.

In Gangryang’s eyes, he saw a group of people running toward the Tang family.

It is true that it is running, but at first glance, it is impossible to describe it as running. I wonder what kind of divine law they were using, but their divine magic, floating halfway through the air, was so bizarre that it was hard to believe it.

Kang Ryang’s eyes sparkled.

‘They are experts!’

Probably about fifty people.

They were as good at capturing the true nature as they were with the bizarre divine laws. You can roughly infer a person’s state just by reading the concentration of their true energy, but it was difficult for them to read that concentration well.

Except three people.

‘Transcendent expert!’

The three leaders wear black robe and red masks and show a completely different spirit from the fifty or so masters.

The masks of the three people were light yellow. The color was so bright that it looked white at first glance, but because he was wearing such a dark blood-like robe, it felt like I was seeing a ghost floating around with just his face.

‘Who is it?!’

It was a bizarre prayer.

Each and every one of the energy waves emitted was not much less than the loss rate. But the charm was so unique. It felt as if it was not an energy that could be obtained in this world.

Is that why? In fact, it was scarier and more unpleasant than the loss rate. The level I’ve achieved seems to have a higher loss rate, but if I were to fight, I thought it would be better to fight with the loss rate.

One thing is certain.

‘Those guys…’

Kangryang’s eyes wavered.

‘They’re not the Jungwon Murim people!’

It was then.

Sreuk.

Three yellow-faced people and about fifty red-faced people stopped in place at the same time.

Kang Ryang felt goosebumps rising on the back of his neck.

No one gave a signal or told him to stop, but he just stopped in place as if he was waiting. Considering the speed at which I was running, I should have been pushed back, but there wasn’t even that.

These people evoke a strange fear.

At that time, Hwang Myeon-in, standing in the middle, muttered something.

Even if he was muttering to himself, he could hear it with his extended hearing, but strangely, I couldn’t hear what he was saying.

Kang Ryang watched them nervously.

After a while.

hook!

Three yellow-faced people and about fifty red-faced people moved at the same time. He was heading towards Dangga.

Kangryang, who was watching them quickly moving away, carefully stood up from the bushes.

It was then.

“….”

Kang Ryang’s movements stopped.

Grumbling.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead and down his chin.

‘what?’

The river was unbelievable.

‘When on earth?!’

That moment.

A yellow mask with only a pair of crescent moon-like eye holes appeared beyond Kang Ryang’s right shoulder.

Paaaaaa!

Kang Ryang’s body spun at an alarming speed and escaped from the bush.

Sigh!

Drops of blood filled the air.

There was no time to spit out double insults. My back was scratched by a weapon that looked like three blades.

Oooooh!

Kang Liang, who had raised the demon king’s flag to its peak, turned his eyes toward the bush he had jumped out of.

“…?!”

There was no one there. I had no idea when or where I had moved.

Kang Ryang looked around and focused on the wound on his back.

‘Shit.’

Although the blade did not touch the muscle, an unpleasant sensation lingered on the cut skin.

It was a very sticky kick. Even though I burned away the remaining true energy with the subversive power of Demon King Jinki, I was still concerned about the wound.

It was as bizarre a prayer as it was a bizarre prayer.

‘If it is not removed in time, the true energy will enter the wound.’

This is true even though it is not a penetrometer. The true energy itself has the property of penetrating into the body of a living organism.

Naturally, the true energy that penetrates into the body will cause great damage to the body.

‘He really is like a ghost. ‘Where on earth is he?’

Excited!

The sound of my heart beating violently rang in my ears.

For a moment, Kang Ryang calmly dealt with Guiwang Jinki. If you get excited and don’t control your energy properly, you will get hit in an instant.

Whoa whoa.

A sigh that comes out naturally.

The Demon King’s Qi, which had been bubbling as if it would explode at any moment, once again gently permeated his entire body.

Sreuk.

His left thumb touched the hilt of the iron sword sleeping inside the armor.

‘I didn’t know at first, but I read about its existence anyway. There’s no way you’d miss something you read once twice.’

Kangryang closed his eyes.

The part of the Demon King Jinki that was maximizing vision could not find its purpose, so it added strength to other senses.

‘Secret but explosive. A technique that kills an enemy unconditionally with a single attack. In other words, it is a martial art that is good at killing with one strike. If so…’

If you read the moment when that blow explodes, you will be able to respond somehow.

Kang Ryang waited.

I lowered my posture and prepared to strike, and completely relaxed myself so that the Qi Wang Jin Qi could seep into every single tissue of my body.

‘Come out.’

Senses are heightened.

There was a thought that he might have escaped this place, but Kangryang quickly put that thought aside.

The air was speaking. That guy is still here. They say they are trying to kill themselves here.

Killing intent, not killing.

In an instant, Kang Ryang became extremely focused and was tracing the enemy’s murderous intent without even realizing it.

‘A musty smell. The smell gets stronger. They’re definitely closing the distance.’

Able to know. It is being read.

From smell to sound, from sound to touch.

‘He must be…’

Flash!

Kang Ryang’s eyes sparkled with fire.

‘here!’

Chaaaaaaaaa!

An iron sword struck a refreshing slash with a clear sound.

It was a slash of a demonic sword that came out with a sharp sword. If hit correctly, it was so powerful that it could instantly cut anything, whether it be a supreme expert or something, in two.

“…?!”

Kang Ryang’s eyes wavered.

There was no one where his iron sword passed.

‘Oh my…’

Poop!

At that moment, three blades pierced Kang Ryang’s abdomen.