The Youngest Member of the Martial Alliance Chapter 177

- Run!

It was the telepathic ssage of the Mount Hua sect Leader that echoed in Jin Yun's mind.

Run? How could I?

On this battlefield, countless Alliance mbers were fighting with their lives on the line. Even Young Master Song right next to him was continuously pouring out his saber ki, pushing himself to the limit.

'I can't do that.'

He knew well the expectations that the Sect Leader and the Mount Hua sect had for him, but he had no desire to continue his life in a wretched way by becoming a fugitive.

That was not the martial artist of the Orthodox Path that Jin Yun had in mind.

The sword ki and the saber ki collided in the air, creating a huge explosion. Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun had poured out their energy with all their might, but Dan Wucheon, who was facing the two, was relaxed.

The Three Colds of the North Sea.

The top masters of the North Sea, excluding the Palace Lord.

No matter how outstanding Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon were, they were an enemy they could not possibly face.

"Good, now two moves left."

Dan Wucheon, one of the Three Colds, was a man who kept his word. After the three moves he had promised the two brats of the righteous path had passed, he planned to cut their necks without rcy.

It was then.

A single hawk flew into the battlefield. It was a ssenger hawk, known to be twice as fast as a normal ssenger pigeon. Since it was known to be very difficult to handle, only the Martial Alliance in the world used ssenger hawks.

The vice-commander of the Third Alliance Unit, who had checked the letter, flinched.

The character for 'retreat' was written in a hurried handwriting.

He, who had taken his eyes off the letter, looked at the battlefield with trembling eyes for a mont and then shouted.

"R-retreat!"

The resounding shout, filled with internal energy, echoed throughout the battlefield. At the sa ti, the morale of the Martial Alliance mbers plumted to the ground.

The Chief Strategist, who had issued the retreat order, also knew this would happen. Nevertheless, he had no choice but to order a retreat because he could not lose everyone on this battlefield.

"Retreat! I said retreat!"

The vice-commander shouted at the top of his lungs. In a state where he had already lost his commander, the fact that he had to leave his body on the battlefield and run away was too much to bear.

At that, they echoed from here and there. Soon, the miserable voice of 'retreat' echoed in the sky.

The nearly five thousand mbers of the Third Alliance Unit and the elites of the Wudang Sect, the Mount Hua sect, and the Jongnam Sect began to retreat in a rush.

The morale of the North Sea and the Demonic Cult's martial artists pierced the sky. They followed the retreating enemy and poured out their saber ki and sword ki on their backs.

"Keuak!"

Blood-soaked screams echoed from here and there.

Once they had started to run, the desire to live filled the heads of the Alliance mbers. They were grabbing, pushing, and tripping the ones running in front of them to escape.

"Kehahaha! You foolish Martial Alliance guys! You acted so hypocritical, but it's a good sight to see."

The ridicule of the Demonic Cult mbers hit the back of the Alliance mbers' heads.

Nevertheless, they could not stop their steps.

At that sight, Dan Wucheon, one of the Three Colds of the North Sea, frowned. There was no need to insult the fleeing enemies, and this was why he did not like the Demonic Cult guys.

"Aren't you guys going? I'm willing to let you go."

While thousands of Alliance mbers were fleeing in a frenzy, Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon were still blocking his path.

The two could not run away.

The Wudang Sword Immortal was still holding the North Sea Ice Palace Lord's feet, and the sect leaders of the Mount Hua sect and the Jongnam Sect were also blocking two of the Three Colds of the North Sea.

If the two ran away, they could not even imagine how many Alliance mbers would die at Dan Wucheon's hands.

- Young Master, I will try to block him as much as I can. Please join the retreat.

Jin Yun sent a telepathic ssage to Song Yiyeon.

At that, Song Yiyeon looked at him with an expression that said, 'What nonsense are you talking about?'

- If I abandon Young Master Jin Yun and run away, how can I face Young Master Cheon, Young Master Namgung, and Young Lady Tang when I go back?

Soon, the two's eyes t.

Although their origins and martial arts were different, their hearts were the sa.

Even if they died here, they would tie that guy's feet for a little while and save the Alliance mbers.

For every move they endured, they would be able to save the lives of countless Alliance mbers.

Jin Yun, who had nodded, aid his Plum Blossom Sword and corrected his posture. In any case, since he had already risked his life, there was no reason to save his internal energy. Soon, a purple sunset began to spread from his entire body.

Dan Wucheon, who saw this, let out a cry of admiration.

"Ho, that martial art is..."

Dan Wucheon's gaze turned to the Mount Hua sect Leader, who was fighting with the first of the Three Colds. The sa colored energy was pouring out from his entire body.

"Zixia Divine Art. Then you must be the disciple who will beco the future sect leader of Mount Hua."

Dan Wucheon's mouth tasted bitter for no reason. To think that he would kill both the sect leader and the great disciple of Mount Hua in this place.

The Mount Hua sect, which was already on a downward path, would be close to extinction with this incident.

Soon, the purple Zixia ki wrapped around Jin Yun's entire body.

The faint scent of plum blossoms that had been spreading beca stronger and revealed its presence to the surroundings.

The ki was so lofty that even the Ice Palace Lord, the Wudang Sword Immortal, the sect leaders of Mount Hua and Jongnam, and all of the Three Colds of the North Sea looked at this place at the sa ti.

- Jin Yun! I told you to run away!

The Mount Hua sect Leader's telepathic ssage echoed in Jin Yun's mind. Jin Yun clenched his molars. He had lived his whole life faithfully following the Sect Leader's orders, but he could not do so now.

Jin Yun, as if in defiance, pushed off the frozen ground and rushed in.

At that sight, a look of frustration appeared on the Mount Hua sect Leader's face. It was okay for him to die here. Because he had already been pushed out of the era. But Jin Yun was not. That child was the future of Mount Hua itself.

"No!"

The Sect Leader shouted urgently.

As if to mock his shout, Dan Wucheon's ice-blue sword moved leisurely.

The ice sword and the plum blossom sword t in the air. The blue and red energies competed with each other, and then the surroundings were swallowed by the blue light.

Jin Yun vomited a mouthful of blood. The mont the ice sword was about to cut his neck, a pure white saber ki blocked it.

Song Yiyeon's White Flower Saber began to move faster than ever before. Jin Yun also, after suppressing his shaken internal energy, swung his Plum Blossom Sword again.

The swords of the two, which had been matched countless tis in the Hidden Dragon Unit's estate, moved in an orderly manner.

The White Flower Saber, which contained the mystery of speed to the extre, pressed Dan Wucheon. The Plum Blossom Sword, which contained the mystery of change in the appropriate gaps, rushed in unexpectedly.

Dan Wucheon was pushed back little by little.

One step, two steps.

To be honest, he was surprised. It was not because the two brats were stronger than expected. Dan Wucheon was not an arrogant martial artist. He had known for a long ti that the two were more outstanding than any of the successors of the North Sea.

However, what was truly surprising was.

'Are they really not afraid of death?'

It is often said that a martial artist should not be afraid of death.

But even Dan Wucheon himself had only completely shaken off the fear of death when he was over forty.

'The act of trampling on the buds of a tree that will grow huge is always unpleasant.'

Dan Wucheon, who had thought so, stopped his steps.

Although Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun had pushed with all their might, they had only managed to push him back four steps.

A wall that could not be overco with just genius and resolve existed between them.

A pale blue sword ki rushed in unexpectedly while the swords were chaotically intertwined. Since it was a sudden attack, Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon reacted late.

Song Yiyeon, who was superior in movent technique, grabbed Jin Yun's collar and hurriedly retreated.

But blood poured from the entire bodies of the two.

Although they had managed to save their lives, deep sword marks were engraved on their waists and thighs, respectively.

"Keuk."

Jin Yun, whose legs suddenly gave out, endured by sticking his Plum Blossom Sword into the frozen ground. Song Yiyeon's situation was also similar.

Soon, a telepathic ssage echoed in Jin Yun's mind again.

- You really intend to betray the expectations of Mount Hua.

The telepathic ssage was colder than ever before.

Jin Yun looked at the Sect Leader through his disheveled hair. His expression was also extrely cold.

Jin Yun, who saw this, felt sothing snap in his head. He had always felt the expectations of the Sect Leader and Mount Hua as a burden. He always felt as if he were living with a huge rock on his shoulders.

It was better when he was in the Hidden Dragon Unit. So he had deliberately spent a lot of ti with the Hidden Dragon Unit mbers.

That burden, which he had forgotten for a while, was now crushing Jin Yun again, and he felt that he could no longer support that weight that he had endured all his life.

"Jin Yun, the great disciple of the Mount Hua sect! Even if I am rcilessly broken, I will steadfastly bloom the plum blossoms."

His voice was cracked and mixed with a tallic sound.

At that sudden, angry shout, even Song Yiyeon next to him looked at him with a surprised face. Everyone had a face that said, 'What's wrong with that guy?'

Soon, the Zixia that was wrapped around Jin Yun's entire body emitted an even clearer light. For a mont, it was a light that was brighter and more brilliant than the Sect Leader's.

Since everyone in the hall was a great master, they could tell Jin Yun's current state at a glance. He had begun to use his true origin ki.

The energy that all living things had in their foundation from birth.

Although it was truly pure and dense, since the damage of that energy ant death, the use of true origin ki was a taboo.

Jin Yun, wrapped in that brilliant sunset, rushed in, leaving a single telepathic ssage.

- Get ready.

Song Yiyeon understood the aning at once.

He corrected his grip on the White Flower Saber and prepared his ultimate technique.

Jin Yun pushed his Plum Blossom Sword towards Dan Wucheon. Sunset-colored plum blossoms began to bloom countless tis on the white snowfield.

The plum blossoms in the snow, the plum blossoms that had endured the cold frost and had finally blood.

In an instant, Dan Wucheon's eyes widened.

Even he had no choice but to raise his full power. Although it was because he had drawn on his true origin ki, and this phenonon would not last long, it was still surprising.

'The geniuses of the Central Plains are truly amazing!'

So he had to kill them even more.

Because children like these would grow up and block the path of the Ice Palace too firmly.

Dan Wucheon swung his ice sword greatly in response. A cold frost that was incomparable to what he had shown so far was wrapped around his sword.

A huge pale blue energy began to tear apart the plum blossoms.

The white mist ice flower, as the na, which ant that the white mist froze the flowers, suggested, the cool energy was even freezing the surrounding air.

Jin Yun would also freeze to death in that mist.

Everyone thought so. The current Jin Yun was in a state where he was raising his power using the agitation of his emotions rather than rational judgnt.

But only one person.

Song Yiyeon believed in Jin Yun.

He poured a huge pure white sword ki towards that white mist.

The Ten Thousand White Flowers Flow.

It was the ultimate technique that Cheon Woojin had personally nad.

People thought that Song Yiyeon was trying to cut both Jin Yun and Dan Wucheon at the sa ti. But Jin Yun was no longer there.

The pure white sword ki filled the empty space where Jin Yun had disappeared.

Soon, a single stream of blood spurted out. Since the whole world had turned white, the red color was felt even more clearly.

"Heok..."

Dan Wucheon, who had hurriedly retreated, caught his breath and stopped the bleeding on his left shoulder. There was nothing below his shoulder. One of his arms had been completely cut off.

Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon also caught their breath at a distance. The two had poured out everything. Now they could not even take a single step.

Nevertheless, they could not kill their opponent. The guy was approaching, holding his sword with his one remaining hand. The clear anger on his face showed his killing intent.

Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon sensed their deaths.

There was no other way.

Soon, Dan Wucheon, who had co right in front of them, looked at Song Yiyeon with cool eyes and swung his ice sword. It was when Song Yiyeon was about to take a big step back like a last struggle.

- Narrower.

Song Yiyeon montarily narrowed his steps, which he had been about to widen.

At that, the ice sword grazed his shoulder.

Soon, a figure descended behind Song Yiyeon.

It was the Emotionless Guest, Cheon Woojin.

(End of Chapter)