Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 206

Published at 8th of May 2023 02:54:58 PM

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Chapter 206 - What will happen anyway

The end of the flame man who disappeared as ashes gave a great shock to the soldiers of the Uigido University.

The Justice alliance ignored the report of the Jeongju branch and set up a plan to subjugate the famous cult.

The musketeer, the Shingi Slayer, Jegal Seung-woon dismissed the monster as an enchantment to visit the Jwado, but it was different from the truth.

The monster that appeared in front of them was a real power.

If it was witchcraft, the shamanist long-time writer would not have avoided it.

Sword King Namgung Byeok, one of the greatest masters in the world, is still fighting on the roof.

How can such a monster be sorcery!

Can ordinary masters of the Justice alliance stop that?

Merchant Yeonggyeol, a long-time non-partisan leader, looked blankly at the place where the flame mania disappeared.

‘What is this… … .’

Sword King Namgung Byeok, who is still one of the greatest masters in the world, is fighting a bloody battle with a unicorn. But the nameless Kunlun Samseon put an end to the Flame Mine?

The true nature of the twelve horsemen and the abilities of the Kunlun Samseon transcended the common sense of the Murim.

'It's a big deal.'

I got goosebumps when I thought of the three generations completely dependent on Uicheon Geomjon, Mugeuk Merchant, and Musang Apprentice.

With the current Justice alliance power, it is impossible to defeat the famous religion.

In order to catch monsters, the help of magicians like Kunlun Samseon is absolutely necessary.

The spirit merchant's insides burned white.

Falling water from the eaves drills a hole in the rock.

Not to mention, if it was the Sword King's sword skill, it wouldn't be able to withstand anything worse than a rock.

For half an hour (1 hour), the nails of the unicorns were cut little by little due to the continued attack on the wall of Namgung.

The knife marks engraved vertically and horizontally on the body also gradually deepened.

Kwajik.

The steel-like fingernails were cut off again by the sword.

The half-moon-shaped strong energy that had come out of Ilgakmain's fingertips no longer came out.

The south palace wall felt that it had gradually reached the end.

After cutting for about half an hour without stopping, furrows were dug in the monster's skin, which was like a rock.

He cut off the monster's claws and jumped into the air.

One of the demons lifted his head helplessly.

At that moment, a blinding flash like a thunderbolt fell on the narrator's head.

Kwakwang!

The narwhal's head, which had been finely cracked, exploded in an instant.

Pussss-.

The body of the narrator who lost his head soon turned to ashes and scattered.

A sigh flowed from the mouth of Namgung Byeok, who had apparently fallen onto the roof.

"ha!"

His upper body was wet with sweat from exerting all his might during the half-time.

People who don't know me would think I was fighting a famous religious leader.

My heart was heavy to think that I had struggled so much against only one of the twelve horsemen.

Namgung Byeok took a moment to catch his breath and jumped down into the yard.

The waiting merchants and shamanic elders quickly approached him.

“You have suffered. How is it with his hands?”

Namgung Byeok shook his head at the merchant Yeonggyeol's question.

“It was as reported by the people of the Jeongju branch. You won't even be able to injure your skin with normal air force.”

“I guess so too. I thought it would be because the gong power of Bindo didn't work.”

The Kunlun Samseon is approaching.

The shamanists, who had been watching cows and chickens before, hurriedly opened the way left and right.

Namgung Byeok looked first.

“As the ancestors said, even though we did our best, it seems to have taken half an hour. If he hadn't heard it beforehand, he would have been sorely disappointed that his hands were about to break. thank you."

"you're welcome. It's really amazing that you can defeat a monster with only your air power without any guidance. As you know from experience, you need a dharma to deal with monsters. It's going to be a pretty tough fight without Beopbo.”

At the words of Taeeul Seonin, Namgung Byeok nodded his head.

"you're right. When I slashed monsters, it felt like I was hitting a rock.”

Then, the Young Gyeol merchant also helped out.

“Bindo even memorized the spell of Pasa (破邪), but it didn't have as much of an impact as dust. It is certain that it is far from the enchantment of visiting the left side.”

It is time for Namgung Byeok and the masters of Domun to discuss future measures.

Cheonbi-geom Woon-hak, a disciple of the non-partisan faction who was appointed as the vice-captain of Uigido University, approached and reported the results.

“The damage of Uigido is all seven minor injuries. On the other hand, famous church are 30 dead and 22 seriously injured. What to do with the seriously injured?”

Namgung Byeok replied without hesitation.

“Abolish Dantian and kick everyone out.”

"yes."

Unhak bowed silently and turned around.

Although he won a great victory in the first fight, the atmosphere of Uigido University was not bright.

It was only because the Sword King struggled against the Twelve Horsemen.

That night, Namgung Byeok ordered the Uigido not to recklessly kill those considered to be the twelve horsemen.

Luoyang.

white horse.

White Horse Temple, a huge Buddhist temple, was infested with ordinary people for some reason.

Occasionally, I saw the monks of the White Horse, but their expressions were not very good.

That's also because the famous religious leaders held their meetings at Baekmasa Temple.

It is not that famous schools decided to gather at Baekmasa Temple from the beginning.

Originally, they intended to gather at Wolha Church, but the site was narrow, so Baekmasa Temple was the next best choice.

The roots of famous religion are Buddhism and Taoism, so famous believers used Baekmasa Temple as if it were their own home.

Jeopinjeon (接引殿).

Seven men and women sat facing each other in a huge hall built to welcome guests.

They are Baekduma soldiers of famous religions.

The six Baekduma soldiers looked at the person who landed on the moon with an astonished expression.

I was surprised by the contents of the transfer papers flying from the free axis to the Wolha Church.

It is said that the Geumui Committee secretly informed them of the course of the Justice alliance.

Musan Nangrang and Lee Maehwa murmured as she was examining the message received from the person who landed on the moon.

“It is true that Commander-in-Chief Wan Sseok sent this. Biyeonja and Maehwajo died in Uigido, but the report was accurate... … . Why is the Golden Council helping us?”

Red Moon Gongqiu Mountain replied in a cold tone.

"Who knows what's inside them? Yesterday's comrades are also the ones who are accused of being traitors and beheaded today.”

“Once their information is correct, shouldn’t we take advantage of this opportunity?”

Madame Lee looked around her audience.

The first person who disembarked the moon agreed.

“I am in favor. If the Justice allaince gathers in one place, our losses will not be negligible. I think it's okay to break them individually when they're scattered.”

The person who disembarked the moon glanced at Ung Jae-gwi, the phantom god.

Ung Jae-gwi, who maintained a special friendship with her, immediately heard a word.

“Certainly, it is burdensome when a thousand or so people gather in one place. There must be so many variables. Nobu is also in favor of breaking each other.”

Gong Cui-shan hurriedly said that he was worried that the atmosphere would be concentrated.

“I don’t believe in gold, so I oppose it. They are the ones who neglected the gathering of the Justice allaince in Nanjing. Just by looking at it, you can tell that they are against us. Let's not move as they please.”

Then, a faint smile appeared on Lee Mae-hwa's lips.

“As Gong Dangju said, the Golden Guard might have turned their backs on us.”

“If so, shouldn’t we listen to them all the more?”

“But they are not on the side of the Justice alliance either. If I had, I wouldn't have told you this secret.”

“… … .”

Gongquan did not dispute her point.

Certainly, it was difficult to see that the actions of the Golden Council were for the sake of the Justice alliance.

This time, Honsei Swordsman Cheok Jin-gyeong stepped up.

“The Gold Council is not on the side of the Justice alliance or famous religions. They just use it, eat it, and throw it away. Don't care who they use, let's take what's good for us. If we stay still after knowing that the Justice alliance is divided into four groups and heading to Jeongju, they will think of us as idiots.”

At his simple and clear words, Kang Sang-pi, the spirit of the spirit of blood and evil fire, banged her head.

“You are right.”

“You can’t refuse the rice cake they give you, whether it’s a golden chair or something.”

When the atmosphere began to use the information of the Golden Council, Gongchwisan did not oppose it anymore.

As soon as opinions were gathered, the Baekduma troops again argued over how to fight.

Maehwa Lee, who had been listening quietly, opened her mouth.

“The Justice alliance has been scattered to four places, but we must unite. It is said that there are about 300 people in each unit, so it would be better to target two units.”

Cheok Jin-kyung expressed his sympathy.

“You are right. If we are split in half, there will be no one to stop us. Since there are only a few members of the Uigidodae, there is no point in inflicting damage, so where would you like it to be?”

“In my opinion, Myolsadae and Cheonchudae would be fine.”

“Is there any reason you singled out them in particular?”

“Chukmadae’s Uicheonmun has already suffered great damage in Eunhajang. Currently, the strong forces in the Justice alliance are the Volcanic Faction of the Myolsadae, the Common Wave, the Shaolin Temple of the Cheonchudae, and the Mugeukmun Gate.”

"aha!"

Chuck Jin-kyung immediately understood what he was saying.

It is said to leave the weak places alone and dig up the strong ones.

Certainly, that side is effective in reducing the power of the Justice alliance.

When Lee Mae-hwa, who has a grudge against Uigidae, recommended 'Myolsadae' and 'Cheonchudae', everyone did not object.

What followed was one-of-kind.

The seven Baekdu Demons were divided into two groups.

Bang Cheon-Gak, Kang Sang-Pi, and Cheok Jin-Kyung belong to the Myolsadae.

And Gongchwisan, Ungjaegwi, Lee Maehwa, and Wolhaseonja decided to take charge of Cheonchudae.

next day.

About 600 famous believers quietly left the White Horse Temple.

huawang village.

around lunchtime.

It was when Yeon Jeok-ha, who had just passed away from Hyo-ja's, sat with his butt on his chair.

Nokdampyeong approached him stealthily.

“Confucius.”

"what?"

“Can I ask you one question?”

“You can ask me two questions.”

“Last time when Anchalsa came. Confucius shouted so loudly that I was nervous.”

“Is Nok a relative of Anchalsa?”

"no."

“Then why are you nervous?”

“Isn’t Anchalsa a high official?”

“How is the high official?”

“Because if you touch the high official, the end will be bad. No matter what the officialdom and Murim were like, river water and well water, the Murim masters I saw always looked out for the attention of the dignitaries. But Confucius seems to be the opposite.”

“It’s because Nok hyung doesn’t know.”

"yes?"

“Whatever happens will happen anyway. Old Sim beat the son of the anchalsa. But will the anchalsa stay still? No matter how much I flatter him, Old Shim and I have already failed him.”

"ah!"

Nokdampyeong seemed to know how Yeonjeokha felt.

“Even if Anchalsa doesn’t come to get me right now, I will eventually be stabbed in the back by him. going to be. That’s what’s going to happen anyway.”

“… … .”

“Whether I flatter you or not, I can’t avoid it. But why do I have to please the anchalsa? He won't leave me alone anyway."

“What if Anchalsa tried to get along with Yeon Gongjanim?”

“At that time, I have to accept it with an open mind. I am a person who hates fighting by nature.”

It was difficult to agree with Nokdampyeong about the last words.

That was not the sound of a mad cow who would run into even an anchalsa.

“But why are you suddenly curious about that?”

"It's just curious."

“I am fascinated by Nok-hyung.”

“Me?”

"Huh. You believe in martial arts that are the size of a rat and fight against them, but you are still alive. Doesn't Rust know how amazing that is? You must have used the place of your ancestors well.”

Nokdampyeong didn't know if that was a joke or serious, so he just laughed awkwardly.

At that time, a man in his forties approached Hyojaam.

Dressed in a splendid garb, he was Dong Yu-soo, the Namjin warrior of the Geumui-wii opening branch.

Chapter end