Chapter 131

Episode 131

Kang!

The blade of the sword bounced off the air and sparked.

thud! Quaang!

The strong energy carried by the ensuing fist missed the target and shattered the wall.

“Evil dog too! Invasion of Kunlun territory!”

The gwonsa of the enemy air force, whose sentence structure was messed up, regained his stance with fierce momentum.

He must have said, ‘To think that an evil sorcerer’s dog is invading Kunlun’s domain.’

“Heh heh. You were quick to notice. To take one more year and go.”

The man who sprayed the blood light in the middle of the night was holding a person in one hand.

A woman who has lost her mind.

Seeing that the places where they should have been covered were torn, there was no doubt that he was trying to commit a crime.

“Chaeeumboyang death!”

Perhaps they understood his cry well, the swordsmen around them stretched out their swords in a three-dimensional formation.

Kang! Cacan!

However, Mine’s inaction was superior to his expectations.

Leaning back slightly, the moment the swords extended from three places converged into one, I grabbed it with my open palm and bounced it off.

Zeng!

with a deep groaning sound.

“Kuk!”

The swordsman on the far right staggered back as if his strength was somewhat weak, and Mine did not miss the opportunity.

“die!”

Darkness-like demonic energy extended like an awl from Mine’s hand, who twisted and leaped to the side.

“Priests! danger!”

The guru, whose sentence structure was a mess, hurriedly pulled his fists together at the waist, then stepped on the ground hard and stretched them out at the same time.

Kurururu!

A single punch flew toward the demon, instantly creating hundreds of remnants.

“omg!”

Before his own attack was successful, Mine, who was being targeted by martial arts, quickly changed direction and retreated.

However, as if the remnant of Kwon was still alive, it changed direction and was rammed into the demon like a bombardment.

Kwak Kwa Kwak!

Mine, who ran away from the rain of fists and retreated behind the extension, eventually had no choice but to let go of the woman he was holding in his hand.

“bout!”

With a sharp synchronicity, the insidious demon rose from the body and faced the fist flying at him.

bang! bang! Kwak!

The collision between the demon and the martial arts shook the eardrum, creating a trail like a firecracker exploding in the air.

However, the moment I thought it had exploded, the guru’s eyes shone brightly.

The shattered fists, like scattered petals, formed a violent whirlwind and covered Mine.

Pyohwatan Gongsu (飄花彈空手).

It was a martial art called a part of the Kunlun martial arts.

“Shit!”

Suddenly, a dull blow resonated from the body of the demon, which had been covered with the remnants of the power.

Puck! Puff! Puck!

“Keugh!”

The courageous Mine staggered back from the shock of being hit by dozens of punches.

“hemp cloth!”

A short voice shouted.

There was no hesitation.

Before Mine could even stand up, the sword light brushed her neck.

Fuhak!

Even though the blood that gushed out and soaked the hem of his clothes, there was no change in the expression of the swordsman who drew the sword.

“Remnants! Scatter!”

As the guru shouted, swordsmen with swords scattered in all directions.

* * *

‘It’s Gonryun.’

Jinmoo, standing on the roof of a nearby palace, was watching the fight going on below.

At a cursory glance, the situation was guessed.

The good spirit felt from the swordsmen and swordsmen. Although they do not wear apparel, they are clearly the masters of Kunlun.

Because the light balls that they moved and unfolded were definitely Kunlun’s Eight Eight Schemes of Cloud Dragons.

And the person they cut off must have been a demonic cult.

Judging by the woman’s condition, it must have been a situation where she was caught by Kunlun’s patrol team, who was roaming Yangfeng County while hiding her identity, trying to do something shameless like Chae Yin Boyang.

Well, I came to kill those who woke up, but when I found out that it was Kunlun, Kim threw it away.

I had something to gain, but I didn’t have to fight them for nothing.

The situation is roughly organized... Huh?

Jinmu, who was about to return, met their eyes.

The Kwonsa who fought with Main raised his head and glared at Jinmu.

Holy shit.

I quickly searched my arms to reveal my identity.

You left your Taegeukpae right after taking a goddamn bath, right? what to do

While Jinmu was thinking for a while.

Fain!

A soldier soared into the air and attacked Jinmu without hesitation.

All in all, it is the Eightfold Eclipse of the Cloud Dragon.

A bizarre martial art that was created by combining gyeonggong and jangbeop.

Moreover, even if the momentum felt is low, the spirit seems to be exceeded.

no way? Are you the elder of Kunlun?

You look too young for that?

As the attack flew at the same time as the body, there was no room for excuses.

Block it for once.

Whoo!

Jinmu, who twisted his body to avoid it, quickly tried to protest, but the guru’s fist flew nonstop.

“I think there was a commotion last night. Do you know anything?”

“What are you talking about?”

The boy shook his head and looked up.

jingle.

“ah! I did...”

The young man reveals. Still, the fear in his eyes disappeared a little, probably because he had received the free money.

“okay? Sounds like a pretty big fuss?”

The boy stared blankly at Jinmu.

“why?”

“Ah, I was wondering if this is your first time listening.”

“Hmm, it’s not like that. It’s been quite a while.”

“Oh, I see. I...”

Is this the original neighborhood habit? It’s a dossier and a shop, so what do you keep saying? And why are you relieved?

“That much is normal in these two winds.”

“What?”

“Yes, often kingly.”

The boy emphasized.

“Hmm why?”

“It’s the most populated city in the neighborhood.”

“huh? Are there any other villages?”

“It’s not completely non-existent, but it’s rare, and there are only a few households. That’s why crazy demonic cultists often come over even though they know it’s the realm of Kunlun. I fight almost every day with the Kunlun masters.”

Then it makes sense.

Jinmu came to Cheonghae when he was very young.

It’s not now, it’s Hyeokryun Mugang in his youth when he lived as a ronin, so about sixty years ago?

I knew that fights were frequent, but I couldn’t remember the details.

It was all the things that passed by at first glance.

All you know about the Kunlunpa is that the monster exists?

“So let’s see, is Kunlun’s patrol team the Unam Dojo team? I will.”

“Unam?”

“There is a guru who says that strangely.”

“ah!”

It’s him yesterday. It is certainly.

A guy named Jeomso knows a lot. Whether it was a sudden burst of speech or trying to pay for money, it is giving too much information.

“But how do you know about Kunlun’s patrol team?”

“Why don’t you know? Almost everyone who lives in Yangfeng knows that.”

When Jinmu looked at him with a puzzled expression, the boy subtly looked at him with a wishful look. Yesterday, he begged for a hand while talking about Moorim.

The change of attitude is like a lightning bolt.

How can a young man fall like this?

Well, it would be natural if he could survive as a jeom soi in a fierce battlefield like this.

jingle.

“This is the realm of the Kunlunpa. I have received help in many ways, so when something happens, I inform the patrol team. It must be because people told me about the fight against the Demonic Cult yesterday.”

It seems to be roughly understood.

Mincho’s eyes are fierce. Even if you can’t fight, you know how to see, hear, and speak.

Moreover, most of the Demonic Cultists have a huge negative influence on the grassroots.

It may be the upper heads, but there are few normal ones among the lower ones.

Because they are just out of their original state, they commit various violent crimes such as kidnapping and murder as well as chaeeumboyang like yesterday.

And to deal with such people, information was essential.

So, if what the boy said is true, Kunlun has an enormous information network.

Mincho’s eyes exist everywhere.

Wait, information network?

Come to think of it, it seems that the short word Unam must have called Hyeonporu?

this son of a bitch.

“Somehow, I knew this place. Did you say this kid?”

“yes?”

“I am here.”

“ah!”

When Jinmu glared at him, the boy fell flat on his face.

“sorry. I thought you were a Demonic Cultist.”

If I hadn’t been lucky, I would have been stabbed in my sleep thanks to this damn bastard’s thorough reporting spirit.

What, but is that his fault? I might be misunderstood.

Jinmu shook his head and put on a coat over the boy who was lying face down.

“uh?”

The boy widened his eyes in amazement at the applicator he had stored in his luggage and even a conduit.

“Are you... a guru?”

“huh? Didn’t I tell you?”

“...yes.”

“The shaman, the guru, Jinmu.”

“Ah... Shaman.”

I was very sorry for the wind that I had heard quite a bit about, and took out the iron coin I had just received from my waist.

“I didn’t know that the great man had gone...”

He was trying to return it.

“done. I ate well.”

“...?”

“And keep the horse well. I’ll come find you later This is the price of trough.”

Jinmu held out a coin and placed a silver treasure in the hand he held out.

“Too...”

I guess that means a lot. I know, man.

I’m giving it to you because you’re a cute guy who lives so hard that he doesn’t fit his age, so be thrilled with his body’s overflowing generosity.

Jinmu left behind the boy’s eyes looking at him and moved toward Kunlun Mountain.

“thank you! Adult! No, Master!”

A loud voice was heard all the way to the front door.

My son doesn’t know how to say hello.