Chapter 124

Name:Heavenly Inquisition Sword Author:
Episode 124. I’ll kill only half of them.

Gokilgi, a madou who used to visit Jinnyeong’s Gwangmyeong Manor, luckily became a soldier of twelve horses about a month ago.

Then, moving eastward, he accepted Jang Ye, a red flame, as his subordinate, and settled in Mt. Guseon. And he robbed nearby villages and increased his tax.

In the meantime, I heard a story from a subordinate about ‘a weird thing that doesn’t seem to make money’. The reason I visited the Hahyeop Shoptown again was because I thought it was Paljuryeong for some reason.

When the village chief’s expression changed, he hurriedly asked the song diary.

“Did you remember now?”

“That’s...”

The village chief was about to say something about the tomb of the God of Toji, when he heard the sound of horses’ hooves in the distance.

The gaze of the village chief as well as the thieves turned to one side.

Four men who appeared to be Murim people were riding their horses.

All of a sudden, the faces of the village chief and the villagers turned red.

I asked for help from the White House a while ago, and it seemed like they came just in time.

Ten scattered bandits gathered around Gokilgi and Jangye.

Zhang Ye, who knew the inaction of the song diary, snorted.

“joy! They said that one-day-dogs don’t know how to be afraid. I don’t know who it is, but they’re looking for a place to die.”

hee hee hee! hee hee

As if all four were excellent in horsemanship, the four horses that had been running like the wind stopped.

Eventually, the four of them lightly landed on the ground.

After discovering the two decapitated bodies, Mujin Somu-jin, a white swordsman, frowned.

Even at a glance, it was a scene where bandits plundered the village and even killed people.

Lee Shin-woong, who is more hot-tempered than So Mu-jin, took a step forward and shouted.

“What kind of people are you! How dare you commit plunder and murder in Baekju! There must be no thieves!”

Zhang Ye replied with a smile.

“Yes, we are the heroines who settled in Mt. Guseon. Who are you guys?”

Shin-woong Lee’s eyes narrowed at the word Guseonsan.

As expected, they were bandits of Mt. Guseon.

However, it bothers me a little that he is so confident for thieves who have not even entered the green forest.

“We are the people of White Sword Gate! Since you guys killed the villagers, there’s no point in talking any more! I will kill them all and appease the spirits of those who have been slain!”

Along with the words, Lee Shin-woong drew his sword.

Somujin and their two disciples also quickly drew their swords.

Although outnumbered, the people of Baekgeommun showed no sign of fear. If the opponent is a group of ordinary bandits, numbers don’t mean much.

Then, the song diary he was watching sighed as if he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

It is time for So Mu-jin and Lee Shin-woong to turn their attention to him.

Suddenly, the new type of song diary disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

Surprised by the opponent’s new method, Somujin gave a short shout.

“be careful! Not an ordinary guy!”

before he even finished speaking. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew overhead.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-.

A huge ax whirled like a windmill and landed on the heads of the four men.

The four of them swung their swords over their heads and slashed the axes.

tatttttttttttttttttttttd

First, Joo Yoon-sung and Jacheong fell backwards.

So Moo-jin and Lee Shin-woong shuddered and retreated, but the look of despair was evident.

Gok Diary ran like the wind, picked up the ax again, and smashed into Somujin.

Boo Woo-.

Tired of the tremendous sound, So Mu-jin hurriedly backed away, not daring to deal with it.

The ax naturally headed for Lee Shin-woong next to him.

Lee Shin-woong tried to remove the ax with his sword, but he ran out of strength and instead got caught up in the axe.

Kwaaang.

Lee Shin-woong, who was struck by the axe, flew backwards while spraying blood.

“Priests!”

So Mu-jin tried to run to Shin-woong Lee, but the ax blocked his path.

“Quack! Who is going to kill whom?”

Gok Diary laughed and swung the ax again.

So Mu-jin quickly stepped back, but the song diary followed like a shadow.

Boo Woo-.

“Crazy...”

Gok Diary looked at the old man with absurd eyes.

It was absurd that an old man with a goatee would kill half of the 12 horsemen of the famous cult.

Something even more absurd happened after that.

Among the old man’s party, one of the young men answered with a natural virtuous face.

“Sheesh! Where are you going to sell your drugs? You can only kill half of it anyway.”

The unbearable song diary put strength into the hand holding the axe.

“Yeah, think about it. A little while ago, those two old men shouted louder than you, but in the end, I was beaten like a dog by the principal. Let them know that the Twelve Horses is not a name to be spoken of in vain.”

“Heh heh. If you talk about it, let’s die now. Do you know where the twelve horsemen died at the hands of our Confucius?”

Along with the words, Heartache pulled out Yuyeopdo.

Before long, Gok Diary and Heart Pain recklessly ran towards each other.

Cha-cha-cha-window. Papa pat.

The ax and sword were intertwined in a flamboyant way.

Unlike Somujin and Lee Shin-woong, the Tao of Heartache did not bounce back.

Rather, every time he was struck by his sword, the ax flinched and deviated from its trajectory.

Gok Diary’s face twisted.

He, too, felt that he was unable to hit the sword with force.

I haven’t been like this since I became a twelve horse soldier, but I don’t know what the case is.

‘shit! It’s just a petty thief...’ As

he gradually became short of breath, the song diary spread a gale-force blue that was the first step to saving his life.

Whoops-.

As the name suggests, a huge gust of wind from the ax rushed towards Simtong. The gust of wind itself seemed quite strong, as if it were a tangible energy.

“Oh man! Let’s see whose wind is stronger!”

Heartache stretched out Yuyeopdo in front of him and shook it violently.

It is an unfolding of the three-fold cloud dragon style of the nine thousand years old law.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-.

A battle of strength and power.

The gusts of the axe and the dragonfist winds created by the yuyeopdo collided in the middle.

Kwajajajajak.

A short scream erupted with the sound of something grinding and breaking.

“Cheak!”

The knife handle was shattered and scattered in all directions.

Fragments caught in the wind of the Dragon Fist swept across the upper body of the standing Gok Diary.

Torn to shreds by pottery and shrapnel, Gok Diary died with his eyes wide open.

“Oops! I killed him in one shot!”

Heartache fled backwards with a fuss.

So Mu-jin and Joo Yun-seong and Won Ja-cheong looked at the old man with blank eyes.

His projection was a world beyond heaven that they had never dreamed of. Even if he was a long master of the Chillpai Gate, he wouldn’t be so incompetent.

But what really surprised them happened after that.

fast. Tuduk. Took.

The sound of severely breaking bones could be heard from the body of the dead thief standing still.

Then, the clothes and skin fell off in pieces, and a dark red-skinned monster emerged from them. It looked as if the cocoon had been ripped open and a butterfly emerged.

Of course, it was not a butterfly, but a dark red-skinned monster.

So Moo-jin and his party’s mouths widened at the first article they had ever seen.

The old man’s martial arts are amazing, but what happened after that was shocking enough to be a flagship.

Unusually, the body of this song diary did not become as large as before.

Instead, it had a single horn on the top of its head.

“Cra la la la-.”

Gok Diary opened its mouth to the sky and screamed as if calling someone.

Then he slowly turned his head towards the heartache.

Seeing the creepy hostility flowing from his black eyes, he seemed to know who had killed him.

Feeling chills for no reason, he secretly hid himself behind his enemy.

“Why don’t you do more? You said you would only kill half of them?”

“I took care of the first part, so now Gongja-nim can finish it.”

“Anyway, it’s not a normal mouth.”

Shaking his head as if he had lost, Yeonjeokha walked forward.