Episode 394: The Bond of Friendship (3)
The time when the alarm bell was ringing announcing the invasion of the Murim Alliance.
The elders of the political factions who had hastily gathered before the political meeting put their heads together.
Yang Ho-jin, famous as the best sword of Cheongseong, and Cheong Heo-ja, the greatest expert of the Jeomchang sect.
And prominent masters, including Mo Yong-cheong, the head of the Moyong family, and Maehwageomjon of the Hwasan faction, gathered in one place, but everyone was restless.
“Is it really true that the Cheonyuhoe invaded?”
“I don’t understand how they acted so quickly.”
“That’s so strange. It was only a few days ago that he refused to take the pledge they asked for...” “They say
Hoehyeongi is impatient, and it looks like he jumped out as soon as he heard the news. “They are trying to catch us off guard.”
With the senior leaders making noise, the last veteran entered the political battle.
He was Peng Mu-seong, who temporarily held the position of representative of the Murim Alliance, which had no leader.
“No need to worry too much. “Because Lord Cheonyuhoe attacked us with only two people.”
The question was who those two people were.
Cheongheoja of the Jeomchang sect responded with a dark complexion.
“They must be old snakes from the Shaolin and Shaman factions who betrayed the Murim Alliance and joined the Cheonyuhoe.”
Everyone knew who he was referring to.
It probably refers to Gwangneung Jinin of the Shaman sect who owns the Heavenly Sword and Monk Jeong Hye, the head of the Shaolin Temple.
If the three Hyun Police had come here, there was no way they could withstand the fire of the Murim League.
However, the news Peng Wuchong brought was completely unexpected.
“no. One of them is Namgung Cheolhu, and everyone knows who he is, and the other is Munjong, the Black Snake Light Sword that he used in Anhui Province.”
Elder Taisang of the Kunlun Sect, who had been listening silently, tilted his head and asked.
“They’re not normal either, but aren’t they at the level where they would storm in here?”
It was clear that both of them were absolute experts who had reached the Hwajing level, but there were many people at their level even here.
The other elders each muttered a word as if they agreed with that statement.
“There is no way. “Where is this place?”
“Are you sure you only brought them?”
“It seems that Lord Cheon Yuhoe has lost his mind.”
“As long as you don’t go crazy...” As
the anxious expressions disappeared from the elders’ faces, Peng Wucheng began to organize the situation.
“Anyway, I think a very good opportunity has come. If we take this opportunity to get rid of Lord Cheon Yuhoe, we will be able to regain leadership in the martial arts world.”
“I also agree with what Grand Council Feng said. “No matter how great she is, she can’t take on all of us.”
The elders of the Murim League gathered here were clearly convinced of that.
Isn’t this the heart of the Murim Alliance, where the core forces of the political faction are gathered?
The Plum Blossom Sword Zone, who had recently broken down the wall of Hyeonjing, was here, and six Hwajing-level experts were gathered in one place.
Peng Wucheng glanced at the Plum Blossom Sword Zone of the Huashan Sect and asked.
“Does the Geomjon agree?”
The old master of the volcano sect, who had remained silent until now, spoke for the first time.
“hmm. “Honestly, I don’t know.”
Maehwageomjon was the most notable figure here and was the last hope of the Murim Alliance.
When he showed his lack of confidence, Peng Wucheng was embarrassed and asked back.
“What do you mean by that?”
“I don’t know what the limits of Cheonyuhoeju are. At least it won’t be easy.”
They said it would be a difficult fight despite the overwhelming number of people.
As the atmosphere in the hall calmed down again, it started to become noisy outside.
“It looks like the anniversary has arrived, so get ready.”
Sreung-! Slurring-!!
The moment when the elders of the Murim Alliance drew their swords.
The door to Jeongmujeon burst open and a familiar figure appeared.
The current strongest figure in the martial arts world, who defeated the martial lord at the great hall in Hanam.
The supreme evil has appeared.
“I wonder what everyone was doing here together~ Did you receive the letter I sent you?”
It’s probably about the pledge that was sent earlier.
Peng Wucheng, who was standing in the center of the elders, narrowed his eyebrows and responded.
“Don’t make a fuss. “We will never agree to such an oath.”
“hmm. Then it’s difficult. “Why do you keep making me into a bad person?”
Yoo Seol, holding Yonghwachang, slowly walked towards them.
Then Yang Ho-jin-in, the best swordsman in Cheongseong, aimed the tip of his sword and shouted.
“Shut up you bitch! How dare you brag about where we are!?”
Yu Seol stopped at a distance of five feet from the elders and stretched out his finger forward.
“I’ll give you two options. The first is to sign the pledge now, and the second is to do it after I beat you to death.”
Plum Sword Zone took a step forward with his sword diagonally lowered.
As soon as a full-scale clash began, the magnificent political battle shook as if it would collapse.
Kwaaaaang-!!!
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Meanwhile, an even fiercer struggle was taking place in front of the gates of Jeongmujeon.
How long has it been since the fight started?
King Munjong, who was holding Namgung Cheolhu’s hand, took a deep breath and said.
“Sigh! Sigh! “You damn bastards.”
“Whew. “When Lord Hoe was around, we couldn’t even attack him, so it looks like we’re easy.”
There were already well over a hundred bodies lying around them.
However, compared to the remaining enemies, their numbers were only the tip of the iceberg.
At first glance, there were over a thousand warriors gathered, and the number was still increasing.
“They are already tired! “Don’t back down because you’ll fall soon!!”
The warriors of the Murim Alliance began to narrow the distance again.
Seeing this, King Munjong sighed as if he was appalled.
“after. “We don’t have much strength left... I think it will be difficult to withstand this offensive.”
“Never give up. Let’s just hold out until Lord Hoe comes out.”
But how could that be easy? There was no sign of the loud roaring noise coming from the palace hall behind them.
At that time, King Munjong smiled and looked at Namgung Cheolhu.
“Are you worried about me?”
“You must be joking in this situation.”
Before I knew it, a wave of warriors had arrived right in front of me.
Soon, they raised their swords and began to charge while shouting.
“Waaaa!!”
It was a dispiriting situation, but weren’t they the strongest people in Anhui Province?
The two heads of the Cheonyuhoe clan pursed their lips.
“Come, you guys!”
“I am the Black Snake Light Sword of Anhui Province!”
The two, holding hands, began swinging their swords frantically.
Sigh-! Phew! Sigh-!!
Although the White Dragons were considered the best of the Murim Alliance, most of the members could not withstand the effort.
The warriors who approached them fell like leaves in a cold wind, but this fierce momentum did not last long.
The power of the herbivore decreased noticeably and its movements began to slow down noticeably.
This is because my stamina has run out and my stamina has reached its limit.
“Huh huh huh!”
King Munjong firmly squeezed the hand of Namgung Cheolhu, who was staggering.
“Come to your senses!”
However, no matter how strong an absolute expert he is, there are limits.
Someone exploited Namgung Cheolhu’s loophole while he was stumbling.
Sigh-!
“Ugh!”
Namgung Cheol-hu, who had his leg cut, fell down on one knee.
“Are you okay, Namgung!?”
King Munjong’s sword was moving constantly at this moment.
Sigh-! Phew! Kaang-!!
King Munjong’s hands and feet were becoming more and more twisted as he tried to protect the weak points of the collapsed King Namgung.
“I think I was wrong.”
At that moment, the swift-moving Baekryongdae master began to cling tenaciously to Namgung Cheolhu from the side.
However, it was not Munjong who would just watch.
For a split second, the tip of his sword glowed and gave off a flash of light.
“Who is this bastard!!”
Sigh-!!
Namgung Cheolhu, who barely survived, leaned his back against the door of the palace. Even in difficult situations, he did not let go of his sword.
“Huh! “Huh!”
And then.
King Munjong ‘snappingly’ cut the strings that tied Namgung Cheolhu’s wrists together.
‘Forgive me, Lord.’
Now it was no longer a position to risk anything. Otherwise, my life would be lost.
At that moment, the White Dragon members who were pushing them hesitated for a moment.
This is because the spirit of Namgung Cheolhu and King Munjong, who had both hands free, was rekindled.
That wasn’t all. Isn’t the essence of life suddenly shaking in their dying eyes?
Soon, someone urgently sent a warning from among the enemies.
“Be careful! They have started using the Congenital True Qi!!”