‘Sothing is coming.’
The first virtue of an outstanding archer was the eyesight that could see a thousand li ahead.
The Gungsalmun Master felt sothing coming up from below the Yeonhwabong at a fast speed.
The screams carried by the wind grew louder.
“The monster of the righteous path.”
He grabbed a handful of the lightly piled snow and put it in his mouth.
He held the large bow, the size of an adult man, with his left hand and placed an arrow that was four cheok long on the bowstring.
As he pulled the bowstring, which was several tis thicker than a normal bow, the huge large bow bent long due to the tension.
The Gungsalmun Master aid at sothing that was moving like a tiger among the n in black who were running around.
‘I got it.’
The arrow, sent with internal energy, cut through the space and moved forward.
The speed was so fast that the arrow pierced through a distance of several jang in an instant.
Seogeok—!
The long arrow that was four cheok long was split in half.
The Gungsalmun Master saw a light flash from below.
And at the sa ti, he dodged.
“Keuk!”
The Gungsalmun Master, who had thrown himself, throwing away even his large bow, gritted his teeth at the tingling pain he felt in his left shoulder.
He grabbed another handful of the lightly piled snow and pushed it into his mouth.
This was a kind of habit that the Gungsalmun Master had.
In winter, when the temperature drops below zero, the breath that cos out of the mouth reveals one’s location.
So it was a habit of an archer to put snow in his mouth so that his breath would not co out.
“Phew— phew—!”
The Gungsalmun Master, who had moved his body breathlessly, hid behind a tree and listened.
‘The magpie bastard of the alliance has already disappeared.’
The magpies.
Those who were called magpies were affiliated with the Heretic Path's Alliance and were the guides and ssengers of the n in black who were moving throughout the Central Plains.
The Gungsalmun and the martial artists affiliated with the heretic martial world, who had co to attack Mount Hua following their words, focused more on the newly appeared unidentified martial artist than on the Mount Hua Sect in front of them.
‘The distance is 200 steps.’
The Gungsalmun Master, who was gauging the distance to the enemy, put an arrow on the bowstring and peeked his head out.
Screams were still coming from below him.
“Run away!”
“You fools! Don’t run away, fight back! There’s only one enemy!”
“Ugh!”
When the group of n in black, who were divided into those who were trying to fight back and those who were trying to run away, were in a state of confusion and could not get their bearings, the Gungsalmun Master pulled the bowstring toward the place where the screams were coming from.
‘Chasing Killing Arrow’
He twisted the bowstring and sent the arrow imbued with internal energy.
Following that, he sent two more arrows.
A total of three arrows cut through the trees and fiercely chased the target.
‘He won’t die with just this!’
The Gungsalmun Master was not satisfied and took out another bowstring made of sinew from his bosom and put it on the large bow.
Next, he replaced the arrowhead with a larger one and quickly put it on the bowstring.
“Hooop!”
The strongest ultimate technique that the Gungsalmun possessed.
The Dragon Killing Arrow.
He aid the huge arrow, which had the na of being able to shoot down even a flying dragon, at the target.
“Die.”
The Dragon Killing Arrow, imbued with the Gungsalmun Master’s internal energy, left the bowstring and flew.
Piercing through the wind.
Piercing through the trees.
And piercing through even fellow humans, the Dragon Killing Arrow, which pierced through everything it touched without discrimination, finally faced its target.
“Ugh, I don’t want to.”
The flying sword, which had been sent by a simple flick of the wrist, and the fiercely flying Dragon Killing Arrow collided in the empty air.
The Dragon Killing Arrow, which contained the lifelong martial arts of the Gungsalmun Master, was definitely strong.
But the flying sword crushed even that and was embedded in the solar plexus of the man in black who had not been able to escape.
The man in black, who had died without even being able to scream, had Jin Sohyun running toward him.
Jin Sohyun, who had trampled on the dead man in black, pulled out the flying sword from his solar plexus and then aid it straight ahead.
Flash Lightning, One Line of Thunder.
The flying sword, imbued with blue lightning ki, created a blue lightning image and moved forward, following the direction from which the Dragon Killing Arrow had flown.
“Heop!”
The Gungsalmun Master, who had seen the blue lightning the mont he had discovered that his Dragon Killing Arrow had not reached its target, had to quickly throw himself.
But the flying sword was faster than the Gungsalmun Master.
The Gungsalmun Master, who had realized that he could not avoid it, threw the large bow he was holding with all his might.
Pagagagak!!
Just as a sword is life to a swordsman, a bow was as good as life to an archer.
The Gungsalmun Master, who had given up his bow to save his own life, ran away without looking back.
“If there was a guy like that, you should have told sooner! You damn magpie bastards!!”
Sweat dripped down his back.
The Gungsalmun Master ran without a break and tried to escape the Yeonhwabong.
It was then.
Swish—!
Two flying swords that had flown on the wind were embedded in the Gungsalmun Master’s calves.
“Keuak!”
The Gungsalmun Master, who had lost one leg, rolled on the floor due to inertia.
Although he felt a burning pain as if he had been stabbed with a fire poker, the Gungsalmun Master crawled on the floor and tried to escape this place.
But soone was blocking his path.
“Heok—!”
Above the Yeonhwabong, where the moonlight was coming down loftily, a man with long black hair was looking down at him with emotionless eyes.
A dazzlingly handso face that did not suit a battlefield.
A fishy sll of blood ca from him.
“Flying sword…”
The Gungsalmun Master glared hatefully at the flying sword that was embedded in his calf and then said.
“You are Jin Sohyun.”
Jin Sohyun took out a flying sword instead of speaking.
“Hehe… you’re much younger than I thought. For such a young bastard… to sll of more blood than , who has lived twice as long as you… you will regret it. The sll of your blood… will never disappear for the rest of your life… you will one day be bitten to death by wolves who are hungry for blood.”
This was the Gungsalmun Master’s last will.
Jin Sohyun embedded a flying sword in the Gungsalmun Master’s forehead and then reached out his hand and retrieved the sword.
“Ugh! I don’t want to.”
Since arriving in Shanxi, he had already killed over a hundred n in black.
In the anti, the moon had risen in the sky, and a thick sll of blood ca from his body.
Nevertheless.
Jin Sohyun’s night was not over yet.
“Is the Mount Hua Sect that way?”
The peak of the Yeonhwabong.
Jin Sohyun moved forward, emitting a thick sll of blood, toward the place where the main mountain of the Mount Hua Sect was.
***
‘The attack has stopped.’
The flas were also gradually being put out.
It was thanks to the fact that they had cut down the trees at the peak of the Yeonhwabong and had covered the place with soil to prevent the fire from spreading further.
And at so point, the attack of the group of n in black, who had been rushing in like a flood from a broken dam, had subsided.
Rather, they were looking at the Daoists of the Mount Hua Sect and were slowly retreating.
‘Now is the ti.’
The leader of the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Swordsn, Jeolmaegeom Jang Chan, raised his voice.
“Now is the chance! Sweep away those evil and lawless people who dared to invade Mount Hua!”
“Yes!!”
The swordsn of the Mount Hua Sect, who had been retreating, ran wild bravely.
The Plum Blossom Sword, which was famous for being dazzling and beautiful, blood brightly from the peak of the Yeonhwabong.
The Daoists of the Mount Hua Sect, who had been cutting down the n in black, using the corpses of their dead comrades as a stepping stone, were able to rest only after the sunrise ca.
After a long fight that had lasted for a total of twelve hours, the group of n in black began to run away in all directions.
“Should we chase them?”
Jang Chan looked at the n in black who were running away in all directions and shook his head.
“It’s useless to chase them anyway. For now, prioritize the injured and move them!”
“Yes!”
As Jang Chan entrusted the injured to his disciples, an old man with a tall height approached him, holding a blood-stained sword.
“Are you okay?”
“Elder… I’m fine.”
“We managed to block them sohow.”
“That’s right.”
A faint sense of pride was felt on the face of the Eighth Elder of the Mount Hua Sect, Bugokyong.
It was clear that these were the group of n in black affiliated with the heretic martial world who had recently inflicted damage close to annihilation on the Hebei Peng Clan.
But Mount Hua had blocked the group of n in black with their own strength, without anyone’s help.
“The fight starts from now on.”
“That’s right.”
“Elder! You have to co and see for a mont.”
“Hmm?”
Bugokyong and Jang Chan ran to the call and found the current sect master of the Mount Hua Sect, U Yonggil, and several elders standing together.
They were looking at sothing with serious expressions.
“Sect Master. You called?”
At Bugokyong’s words, U Yonggil pointed to the bottom of the peak of the Yeonhwabong and said.
“Do you see that?”
“That’s…”
Bugokyong and Jang Chan, who had lowered their gazes following U Yonggil’s fingertip, discovered the corpses of nurous n in black there.
Their number was so large that it was over a hundred even at a rough estimate.
Among them, there were also many archers who had persistently harassed the swordsn of the Mount Hua Sect.
‘Those are?’
Jang Chan, who had discovered the archers of the Gungsalmun, recalled that at so point, the arrows that had been helping the group of n in black had not been flying in.
‘Don’t tell … they were all killed.’
Jang Chan, who was examining the dead Gungsal, felt that sothing was strange.
And that was that the cause of death of the corpses was all the sa.
“This is?”
Jang Chan discovered a thin hole the length of a finger on the body of a dead man in black.
“It’s a flying sword.”
“A flying sword? Don’t tell ?”
U Yonggil nodded his head and showed a smile on his face.
“That’s right… the Flying Heaven Sword Master! He helped us!”
“Ah.”
Only then did the Daoists of Mount Hua who had gathered in one place seem to know the reason why the attack of the group of n in black had stopped.
The Ten-Ard Blood Ghost, who was like a disaster to the heretic martial world, had appeared in front of them.
And with an overwhelming martial power, he had killed all the n in black in sight.
“Great Master Kang saved us.”
“The Five Great Masters of the Central Plains are indeed different.”
“By the way, where did the Flying Heaven Sword Master go?”
At Jang Chan’s question, U Yonggil looked far away and said.
“A fight is breaking out all over the Central Plains. The Flying Heaven Sword Master must have left to find another battlefield.”
As U Yonggil cupped his fist and expressed his gratitude to Kang Cheon from the peak of the Yeonhwabong, the remaining elders and Jang Chan also cupped their fists and expressed their gratitude.
“Achoo—!!”
Jin Sohyun, who had co down from the Yeonhwabong, sneezed and sniffled.
“It’s cold, so cold.”
Because he had poured out his internal energy without reservation, there was almost no internal energy left in his body.
Nevertheless, he couldn't just carry around the blood-stained flying sword, so Jin Sohyun, who was wiping the flying sword with a handful of snow, pouted his lips.
“When is this Ma Seongun bastard coming?”
Although he had revealed his location several tis, there was no sign of Ma Seongun.
Jin Sohyun trembled his body once in the coming cold and then wiped the ten flying swords with his eyes.
“You’re here.”
At that mont, a masked person who had appeared, pushing through the bushes, took out a map from his bosom and handed it to Jin Sohyun.
“Phew.”
Jin Sohyun, who had received the map, checked the movents of the group of n in black, then pushed the wiped flying swords into his scabbard and stood up from his seat.
“Are you leaving already?”
“If I’m late, soone else might die.”
The Hebei Peng Clan was like that.
Of course, Hebei was too far for Jin Sohyun to block, but nevertheless, Jin Sohyun did not feel good.
If I had been a little faster.
The question of whether he could have saved them made it impossible for Jin Sohyun to stop.
“Then, please take care.”
As Jin Sohyun disappeared, using his lightness skill with the internal energy he had barely recovered, the masked person who had handed him the map shook his head with a fed-up face.
“Seven hundred people in just five days…”
It was five days.
During that short period when the group of n in black had caused a chaotic battle throughout the Central Plains, Jin Sohyun had killed a whopping seven hundred martial artists.
This was a record that could not be found even in the long history of the martial world.
“I think I know why the Sect Master chose that person now.”
The masked person pulled up the mask he was wearing and disappeared into the darkness.
(End of Chapter)
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