Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 442

Published at 21st of August 2023 04:30:58 AM

Chapter 442 - It has nothing to do with old people.

Yang Seon, the Ok Kirin, did not avoid Yeon Jeok Ha’s gaze.

It was not an enemy, but an enemy who had a relationship with himself, no, the head of a sheep family and that green forest.

Only later did Baek Mi-joo, his in-laws, find out what he had done to him.

It's not that he doesn't understand his vengeance.

If he had been mercilessly beaten as he had been, he would have taken revenge.

That's it.

He is the enemy of Yang's family because he was caught up in his revenge and fell.

The silver circle is something that goes around and around like this.

Yang Seon understands him, but burns with a vengeance against him.

It was only natural that the family members of both families had turned into ronin and wandered around the world.

But when I met him up close, my mouth went dry.

The one move he showed reminded me how big the difference between him and himself was.

He is angry, but he himself will fall out in one hit, like the ark of the Green Water Room.

So he just gritted his teeth and glared.

Blood boiled, but he didn't do the stupid thing of pointing a spear at him.

Yeonjeokha asked.

“Yang Yi-seon? Miss Jade Kirin of Jeongju?”

The Ark of the Blue Room, Chang Cheon Sword Wi Sou looked at Yang Seon and Yeon Jeok Ha with a puzzled face.

He cannot know just by hearing the name unless he is a provincial master.

Wei Xiaowu also did not know about Yang Shen.

However, the moment the name ‘Jeongju’ came up, he understood Yang’s origins in good faith.

'Could it be that he was the head of a sheep family?'

Being from Zhengzhou, he treats Chang like a ghost, and there is no doubt about Yang.

If Cheongno's room was in Henan, he would have been suspicious of his relationship with Yang from the beginning.

However, it was not possible to know that far only with the name of Yang Seon in Shanseo.

‘If you are the head of a sheep family, you will be able to deal with Dogwi. But how did the practitioner get Yang Seon?'

He didn't know that he had been with him for a year, but he recognized him only by name?

Wei Xiaowu's face stiffened as he thought about the relationship between Yan Zhihe and Yang Shen.

It was belatedly that rumors about the ‘three chapters’ came to mind.

‘Damn it! ruined.'

Being from a sheep family is not always good. No, the current case is rather a fatal weakness. Yeon Jeok-ha and Yang's family cannot coexist.

Dry saliva flowed down the throat of Wei Sou, who was very nervous.

Maybe he didn't know that it wouldn't end with the dagwan being taken away.

Wasn't he a jeokha who even cut off his own bloodline under the grandiose name of 'three chapters'?

Not to mention Cheongnobang.

When he was in the middle of searching for a way to escape his anger, Yang Seon said.

"exactly. I am Yang Seon from the Sheep Farm in Jeongju.”

Yang Yi-seon tried to put the words “you ruined it” behind him, but held back.

The face of Go Yoon-wol, who was dying, gradually straightened.

He too belatedly remembered the famous ‘Three Jangs’ incident in Henan Province.

Yang Seon was a burdensome opponent, but it was clear that Noksubang would end up winning in the end.

Contrary to Wi Sou's 'concern' and Ko Yun-wol's 'expectation', Yeonjeokha no longer showed interest in Yangseon.

“You know why everyone called me? Noksubang and Cheongnobang said that they would protect each other's dagwan, so they told me to sign with the stronger side. Does that sound right? If you think no, tell me now. Don’t say anything else after the results come out.”

Then, Go Yoon-wol said proudly.

“I completely agree with Mr. Yeongongsa. Because weak people cannot protect Dagwan.”

A step later, Wisow replied with a dead face.

“Yes, I will also follow the will of Confucius Yeon.”

"great. Then, let's compete to see which one is stronger. If you don't give in to the results, I promise you, you'll see me again.”

“I will accept the outcome.”

This time, Wisow, the owner of the ark, responded quickly.

Go Yoon-wol glanced at the ark, which was still awake. It seems that now he is in the mood to make a promise on behalf of the fainting Ark.

“Our Noksubang will do the same.”

Yeonjeokha, who heard the two people's answers, nodded his head with a satisfied face.

"great. Then let's begin.”

After a while, the street in front of Dagwan.

Go Yoon-wol and Yang-seon, the best of the two waves, stood facing each other.

Go Yun-wol was holding a bakdo, and Yang Seon was holding a short spear in his hand.

Noksubang and Cheongrobang were blocking the street, so people had to watch from a distance.

Go Yoon-wol’s Park Do moved first.

He wielded the sword mercilessly as if he had met an enemy of life and death.

Only Shin Seong-hyeon's Guido and Jung-ju's much bigger Jade Kirin.

The weight of fame is bound to be different.

Go Yun-wol had planned to drive Yang-seon to the point where he couldn't come to his senses.

Chchchchang-.

He drove back without even a chance to breathe, but the javelin blocked everything like an iron wall.

Go Yoon-wol and Yang Yi-seon switched places, aiming for gaps in the opponent.

Jeokwol Gongchwisan, who was watching the dance from the window seat, said a word as if to listen.

“The Yang family will win.”

“… … .”

When Lian Jehe was silent, Gong Quishan asked.

“Did ‘Three Jang Bullip’ refer to the manor? Or does he include people as well?”

Wei Sou, who was standing next to him, also glanced curiously at Yeonjeokha's expression.

“Nothing is forever. You were also Baekdu Demon Army, but you betrayed the religious leader and went to Myeongwanggyo.”

“So, you say you forgive Mr. Yang?”

Gongquan Mountain was persistent.

There is no particular reason.

I was curious about Yeonjeokha's thoughts as I watched Yangseon fighting in front of me sweating.

“It has nothing to do with old people.”

“There is nothing in this world that has nothing to do with me. If you have studied the Daoist school, you must have heard of the phrase ‘one of all things’.”

“Tsk! As long as the old man who is about to die is alive.”

I couldn't take my eyes off the fight between Yang Seon and the rivalry.

Forgiveness?

Of course, at first, Baekgajang and Yanggajang looked after Waryongjang, so I was quite angry.

However, it is different now that the three families have collapsed.

Revenge has been completed to overflowing, and he is on his way out of the past and moving forward.

That's why I helped Yanghwa.

If you don't know that, you'll be asking for forgiveness.

Yeonjeokha did not feel the need to explain, so he listened with one ear and let it go.

Chaeeng!

Bakdo, which was properly caught on the short spear, bounced back.

At that moment, Yang Yi-seon dug into Go Yun-wol's chest and shot it with his spear.

It is the transplant of the yangga singing method, ‘Chwipamansanun (鷲破萬山雲)’.

puck!

The late Yoonwol, who was backing away from the shock, suddenly shook his left hand quickly.

Chow-.

Dark sand flew to Yang-sun's face.

Yangsun hurriedly turned his face to the side to avoid the unknown sand.

Naturally, the pulse of the attack was cut off, and a gap was created.

Go Yoon-wol did not miss the chance and rushed like a deukdal and launched a counterattack.

Papapat-

Blood spurted from both of Yang Yi-sun's shoulders.

“Cowardly!”

Excited, Wei Suu shouted involuntarily, then quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

'omg! i'm crazy Talking about being cowardly in front of a master of green forest... … .’

Using poison sand is common in Sapa.

Calling it cowardly would have made Yeonjeokha feel very uncomfortable.

Hiring the head of the household isn't enough, to say such a mistake!

It seems like a day with hemp.

Meanwhile, Yang Yi-seon realized he was poisoned when his head suddenly went throbbing.

He avoided the black sand, but it seems that a few grains touched his body.

'It must have been poison sand!'

When he thought he had been poisoned, he became angry.

Still, he avoided as much as he could, but he even used poison? It sounded like he was going to kill me.

Yang Seon's movement changed.

The movement of the spear became sharper, and the short-lived attack continued for a long time.

Kwajik!

Go Yoon-wol's sword, which was barely blocking the turbulent attack, snapped.

Go Yun-wol stepped back in amazement, but Yang Seon did not just watch.

Yang Yi-seon, who clung to him like a shadow, took the tip of his spear to the late Yoon-wol's shoulder.

It is the herbivore of ‘Chwipamansanun’ like before.

But this time, he didn't turn the spear, and the spear blade stuck into the right shoulder of Go Yoon-wol.

“Ugh!”

With a short moan, the Bakdo fell from Go Yoon-wol's hand.

Cranky-.

Yang Seon, who took a step back, turned the spear around once and put it next to it and asked.

“Would you like more?”

“… … .”

Go Yoon-wol did not reply, only looking at Yang-seon with strange eyes.

“Answer?”

"The loud voice of someone who will die soon.”

Even after losing the battle, it was Go Yoon-wol who raised a loud voice.

“What nonsense! Are you saying you won't admit defeat?"

"Defeat? who? I?"

Go Yoon-wol slowly widened the distance.

Angered by the opponent's shameless attitude, Yang Seon took a step forward.

But what is this?

As if drunk, the sky and the earth rocked once.

A dismayed Yang Yi-sun hurriedly grabbed the spear and raised his upper body and shouted.

“A thief uses poison. Are you still an unmanned man!”

"dog sound. Who can't even shout in front of a drummer!”

Yang Seon could not refute Go Yoon-wol’s point.

‘Since it’s called a sword, I thought I could only use a sword… … . It is my mistake.'

If he had known he used poison sand, he would have taken it down sooner.

Go Yoon-wol picked up the half-cut sword that fell on the floor and approached Yang-seon.

“Whoops! A juma who will live if he admits defeat. If you don't admit it, I'll cut off your limbs one by one. What are you going to do?”

Go Yoon-wol was at his best.

The poison of the poison sand is not great, but it is still possible to detoxify it by taking an antidote.

Therefore, Yang Seon, who could not seek cancellation immediately, was like a rat in a poison.

He turned his head to Gong Quishan at the age of Yan Jehi.

“Is the poison of poison sand so great? Seeing as I touched it with my bare hands, it doesn’t seem like that.”

“It's not a great poison, but it's not a negligible poison either. If you took the antidote before fighting, you should be able to catch it with your bare hands.”

Gong Quishan replied, and Wei Xiaowu interrupted.

"you're right. If you eat this, you will be detoxified.”

Frustrated, he took out a black pill the size of a pellet from his bosom and showed it.

Yeonjeokha sniffed after receiving the pills.

The peculiar smell of medicinal herbs stung his nostrils.

“Why does the ark carry antinausea?”

“Recently, there are some Madouani Sapa masters who use poison sand in Shanxi. I usually do a little bit of preparation.”

Wisow said 'Madoo' and suddenly He changed the expression to ‘Sapa master’.

“Ah, because of the famous religion?”

"That's right. The atmosphere is not good because Sapa masters are flowing in one by one.”

Yeonjeokha, who nodded his head, suddenly stretched out his hand to the window.

"oh my! Is it because it's hot? The windows are damp.”

When he opened the window, a gust of wind blew in from somewhere.

People in the streets covered their faces with their hands as the dust piled up.

It was the same with Go Yoon-wol.

Yang Seon, who was barely standing by the window, instinctively turned his head.

No, it's the wrong moment.

When a streak of career came flying and he was bleeding, his chin dropped.

Then, along with the dust, something went deep into his mouth.

Startled, as he tried to spit it out, his career slipped under his chin with a hard push on his forehead.

His head tilted back, and the neckband moved by itself, swallowing dry saliva.

“Kak! Cool! Cool!”

Belatedly, Yang Yi-seon coughed dryly, but the foreign substance once passed did not come back.

The wind soon died down.

Yang Yi-seon's upper body, which had been squatting with his back bent until just now, straightened up.

Suddenly, with a feeling of ‘prick’, refreshing energy rose from the danteon.

It seems that someone gave himself an antidote to the chaos a moment ago.

Chapter end