Namgung Jin's Azure Sky Sword continuously and quickly cut through the air. Although the Namgung family originally used a balanced sword between a fast sword and a heavy sword, he was now intentionally using a fast sword.
It was not a one-on-one duel, and it was because he had clearly recognized that his opponent's level was higher than his own.
The Fourth Young Master's Fire Demon Sword received Namgung Jin's sword well. However, due to the sword strikes that continued at a trendous speed, he had to consu a considerable amount of concentration.
In such a situation, the Tang family's dagger that stabbed into an exquisite gap was truly threatening.
As a result, the combined attack of Namgung Jin and Tang Soyeon was slowly pushing back the Fourth Young Master. Considering the difference in level between the two and the Fourth Young Master, it was a truly surprising thing.
'How troubleso.'
The Fourth Young Master sneered.
Although he was being pushed back, he did not feel any sense of crisis. He just couldn't overwhelm them right away, but he was confident that he would not die at their hands in the end.
The Demonic Cult mbers often called the martial artists of the Orthodox Path 'flowers in a greenhouse'.
In particular, the successors of the Orthodox Path were considered easy to deal with because they lacked real combat experience.
Although they had gained experience through things like traveling the martial world, it was a different dinsion from the path that the martial artists of the Demonic Cult walked.
The Demonic Cult had to constantly prove itself.
It was not much different for the eldest son of the six demonic families.
The Demonic Cult mbers were those who only looked up. From below, those who wanted to kill them and climb up were thrusting their mouths, and from above, those who were stabbing their swords to prevent them from climbing up were lurking.
'How monotonous.'
And so, he had killed and killed his peers and competitors.
On the contrary, he had survived from such people, and had survived again to rise to the position of a young master of the Demonic Cult.
The Fourth Young Master was still slowly retreating.
Every ti he did, he could feel the successors of the Namgung and Tang families getting a little excited.
It was inevitable.
No matter how much experience they had gained and how much they had trained, they were just a man and a woman who were barely of age. They could not help but be intoxicated by the fact that they were pushing back a young master of the Demonic Cult.
Such an emotion soon gave the Fourth Young Master an opportunity.
While striking away the sword and the dagger in turn, he suddenly stomped his foot. In an instant, the ground shook, and the movents of Namgung Jin and Tang Soyeon slowed down.
The Fourth Young Master did not miss that opportunity.
He swung his Fire Demon Sword up from the lower left to the upper right.
It was a sche to cut Namgung Jin's upper body in half.
Namgung Jin's response was a little faster than the Fourth Young Master's expectation.
The technique that the Fourth Young Master had just perford was not a common thod in the Orthodox Path. However, Namgung Jin had experienced Cheon Woojin performing a similar technique before.
Thanks to that, the Fire Demon Sword did not quite reach and grazed him.
However, although he had saved his life, the fire ki that wrapped around the sword lted Namgung Jin's clothes and skin along the trajectory.
Namgung Jin felt extre pain and retreated.
He hurriedly took off his top. The flesh that had lted and entangled with his martial arts uniform was torn off with a crunch, and a terrible pain ca.
But without even having ti to soothe the pain, the Fourth Young Master's sword strikes began to rush in.
.
.
.
A single mistake soon reversed the situation.
Namgung Jin and Tang Soyeon were continuously pushed back.
A sneer, beyond leisure, was on the Fourth Young Master's face. The desire to quickly kill the eldest son of the Namgung family and take the daughter of the Tang family to the Demonic Cult welled up.
A series of precarious situations, as if they would be cut by the Fire Demon Sword at any mont, continued.
The mistake first ca from Tang Soyeon.
She had mistaken the opponent's feint for a real move and had overreacted.
When the green dagger that she had thrust with all her might cut through the air without the sensation of hitting anything, she realized it too late.
'No!'
As expected, the demonic guy's vermilion blade was rushing towards her fiercely.
Namgung Jin, who saw this, hurriedly put his internal energy into his sword.
It was the Namgung family's ultimate technique, the Emperor Sword Form. Although he was more skilled after training with the Sword King, it was sowhat difficult to perform it so suddenly in an unexpected mont like this.
He had struck away the Fire Demon Sword that was aid at Tang Soyeon's shoulder, but his own balance was disturbed.
The Fourth Young Master did not miss this. His sword changed direction and headed for Namgung Jin's eyes.
'I can't avoid it.'
Namgung Jin sensed death in an instant.
He could not deal with it, and Tang Soyeon's thin dagger would not be able to block the Fire Demon Sword, which was full of internal energy.
The Fire Demon Sword was aid exactly at Namgung Jin's eyes.
Death, or blindness if he was lucky.
To a swordsman, blindness ant death.
'Oh no.'
The mont Namgung Jin felt the heat approaching his face and was about to close his eyes.
A desperate shout was heard.
"Not the face!"
In an instant, Namgung Jin's eyes widened.
He had thought that the thin dagger could not strike away that sword. Tang Soyeon also knew this.
So she grabbed it with her hand.
Although she had raised her ki to the extre to protect her palm, since she was not at a level where she could perform a protective ki, she could not completely block the fire ki.
Black smoke rose from her hand that was holding the sword, and she felt extre pain in her palm.
Thanks to that, the Fire Demon Sword stopped right in front of Namgung Jin's eyes.
Namgung Jin blinked his eyes wide.
If he had been a little late, he would have really lost his right eye. In fact, the tips of his eyelashes had been burned by the heat of the Fire Demon Sword.
Namgung Jin, in that fleeting mont when he had escaped the shadow of death, managed to pull himself together.
He could not miss the opportunity that Tang Soyeon had created with her sacrifice. Although it must be truly painful, she was not letting go of the sword she had held until the end.
Namgung Jin perford the Emperor Sword Form again.
A clear, dark blue sword ki was condensed, and condensed again, and was in his blade. It was to the point where it looked as if he had reached the realm of sword ki.
The Fourth Young Master hurriedly perford a protective ki.
But he could not withstand the ki contained in the emperor's sword and was thrown far away.
He, who had crossed the battlefield, hit a cliff, and the collapsed rocks fell rcilessly on his body.
While a huge explosion was erupting.
Namgung Jin hurriedly grabbed Tang Soyeon's wrist.
Her palm was in the state he had expected.
"...Oh no."
Namgung Jin's expression crumpled.
This beautiful hand had been completely injured while trying to protect him. It must be terribly painful right now, and the scar would inevitably be deep.
Tang Soyeon, who had confird Namgung Jin's expression, said maturely.
"It's okay. A martial artist needs to have this kind of wound to look cool."
"...I'm sorry."
"For what? It was because you were trying to save . If it really bothers you, say thank you instead of sorry."
Namgung Jin averted his gaze for no reason.
The cliff had completely collapsed.
"Did we get him?"
At that, the surprised Tang Soyeon jumped.
"No, that remark!"
It was one of the forbidden remarks in the martial world.
If you thought you had gotten him, the evil person would get up again.
As expected, the pile of collapsed rocks stirred.
Soon, the Fourth Young Master, who had cleared the rocks, got up, staggering.
However, his right arm was completely gone. It seed to have been crushed by a rock that had fallen from a very high place, and a rough trace remained.
Although he was trying to hold the Fire Demon Sword with his left hand, his posture was awkward. It was as if a person who had eaten with his right hand his whole life was using chopsticks with his left hand.
The two n and won ca into the Fourth Young Master's eyes.
Namgung Jin was still holding Tang Soyeon's wrist.
The atmosphere between the two was unusual.
Seeing the woman he had liked with the man who had made him lose one of his arms, a fla rose in his eyes.
He could not perform a precise sword with his left arm. It might be a different story if enough ti passed, but for now, it was like that. But pouring out his internal energy was not a problem.
The Fourth Young Master swung his Fire Demon Sword.
In an instant, the sword ki emitted from the tip of his sword was on a different level from before. A huge sword ki, as if it would cover the whole sky, rushed in, blazing like a fla.
The Martial Alliance mbers who had witnessed the scene from all over the battlefield hurriedly poured out their sword ki and saber ki to help. But they were just swallowed up by the Fourth Young Master's fla.
Namgung Jin, who had judged that he could not block it and was about to avoid it, hesitated. It was Tang Soyeon, who had used her ki excessively while holding the Fire Demon Sword with her bare hands a little while ago. She must have suffered an internal injury, and if so, it would be difficult to perform a movent technique.
Namgung Jin corrected his posture.
How could he avoid it alone?
A man, a martial artist, a Martial Alliance mber, and the eldest son of the Namgung family.
Namgung Jin stared straight at the fire demon that seed to be approaching, burning the world. Although he thought he could never block it, it was a situation where he had to block it sohow.
A fleeting mont felt as long as an eternity.
Namgung Jin's face was colored with pain. His brain was trying to co up with a way, surpassing its limits.
Just before the fire demon was about to swallow the two whole.
In an instant, Namgung Jin saw sothing strange.
There were countless 'grains' in the ki that the Fourth Young Master had poured out.
Although the sword ki should have been one large lump, when he looked closely, it was a form made by stacking dozens and hundreds of streams of ki.
The realm of reading the flow of ki with one's eyes.
The martial artists called this the peak realm.
Namgung Jin had entered that realm for a very short ti.
The emperor's sword lightly cut between the grains of the sword ki.
He did not put much strength, nor did he use extre speed. He just brought it gently.
The large fire demon was split in two in vain.
Tang Soyeon poured out a poison palm, squeezing through the gap. It was a very clever action.
The Fourth Young Master, who had not known that his sword ki would be split so in vain, was hit in the face by the poison palm without any response.
This ti, it was his face that was burned.
His face, which was already close to being ugly, was lting indiscriminately in the poison.
"Eu, eu-aak!"
The Fourth Young Master covered his face and fell down.
He hurriedly used his internal energy to drive out the poison, but he could not get rid of the pain of his face lting.
His fire ki and poison ki t and created a black smoke.
The Fourth Young Master decided to run away while the smoke was covering him. He could not face those two with his arm lost and poisoned.
Just as his father had done, the Fourth Young Master did not hesitate at all to run away. Just as he was about to fly his body, squeezing through the smoke.
A man who had descended blocked his path.
The Fourth Young Master forced his eyes, which were not opening well, and confird the opponent's face.
The man who had descended was looking at him with blunt and cold eyes. Usually, those eyes were very disgusting and intimidating, but now they were so welco.
"B-brother!"
It was the First Young Master, Ma Unhoe.
He had been chosen as the Cult Leader's first young master at the age of seven, but he was an unfortunate genius who had not surpassed the status of a young master for thirty years.
Behind him, countless elites of the Ma family, one of the six demonic families, poured down like rain.
That was not all.
A little while ago, the huge sword ki that the Fourth Young Master had perford was more than enough to attract the attention of the surroundings.
The Second Young Master, Jin Somyeong, also descended with the elites of the Jin family. Although their number was much smaller than the Ma family's, the montum of each and every one was not pushed back at all.
The Seven Demon Sect Leaders also, as always, were with the young masters they had sided with.
Next to the First Young Master was the Greedy Demon Sect Leader, who was called the strongest among the Seven Demon Sect Leaders. He was a master of the Star-Absorbing Great Art, which absorbed the opponent's internal energy. There was a rumor that the internal energy he had taken so far amounted to that of a thousand people.
Next to the Second Young Master was a woman who exuded a very coquettish atmosphere.
She was the Lust Demon Sect Leader, who had once been called the Yin Demon Sect Leader after her nickna was taken by the Lust Demon, a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son, and had finally found her na after she died.
She pursued lust. She did not care if it was a man or a woman. She just considered external beauty as the highest value. The reason she was by the Second Young Master's side was also simply for that reason.
Such a Lust Demon Sect Leader frowned when she saw the Fourth Young Master's lted face.
"He's beco uglier."
"..."
The Fourth Young Master's expression crumpled. At that, since he had beco uglier, the Lust Demon Sect Leader who saw this also crumpled her expression.
Soon, the Lust Demon Sect Leader's expression, who was looking around, hardened slightly. Then she whispered to the Second Young Master.
'Second Young Master, it seems the Fourth Young Master is the villain. Just looking at them, those people are not at fault.'
No, what was this?
The Second Young Master, Jin Somyeong, looked at the two successors who had been fighting with the Fourth Young Master. A man and a woman, who seed very tired, were glaring at this side while catching their breath, but both were truly handso and beautiful.
The Second Young Master let out a sigh. The Lust Demon Sect Leader was strong in martial prowess and had a good personality, but this was the problem.
No matter how outstanding their appearance was on that side, and how ugly the young master on this side was, did it make sense to side with the Martial Alliance?
"I can't do that. Those are the young masters of the Namgung and Tang families. How can I let them go after facing the key figures of the opposing side during a war?"
"Hmm."
The Lust Demon Sect Leader kept making a regretful expression. No matter how he looked at it, both were too beautiful to just kill. But to betray the Second Young Master, this side's beauty was also considerable, so he was just regretful.
The Demonic Cult mbers were already talking as if they held the lives of Namgung Jin and Tang Soyeon in their hands. The current situation was actually like that, and it was a fact that would not change unless there was a considerable variable.
A look of despair appeared on the faces of Namgung Jin and Tang Soyeon.
The two also realized that the situation had reached its worst.
They did not know how the young masters of the Demonic Cult had co to gather in one place with so many elites.
But what was certain was that not them, but even their two fathers, the Sword King and the Poison King, would be nervous if they faced such a force.
The Fourth Young Master, with his senior and junior brothers on his back, beca arrogant.
Although the young masters were not close, there was no way they would let him die at the hands of those two brats.
Since the rumor that a junior brother had been killed by a successor of the Orthodox Path would also work against him in the future succession competition.
"Damn brats. I'll tear you to shreds with my own hands right now."
The Fourth Young Master muttered in a low voice and approached the two. The Fire Demon Sword in his hand was burning again.
It was around that ti that a reply suddenly ca from the sky.
"Wait a mont."
"What?"
The Fourth Young Master raised his head.
A guy was falling from a distant cliff.
No, no matter how much of a master he was, if he fell in such an upright posture, it would not be easy to land, right?
As if to mock that thought, the man landed on the ground like a feather. Not even a small sound was made.
"Young Master Cheon!"
Tang Soyeon shouted.
Her face was more worried than happy. The opponent's forces were unusual. She did not want Cheon Woojin, the benefactor of the Tang family, to be hard here.
Regardless, Cheon Woojin was looking at the eyes of Namgung Jin and Tang Soyeon as if observing them.
A faint halo of light was repeatedly spreading and fading in the pupils of the two.
It was a sign of enlightennt.
A little while ago, the things that the two had shown against the Fourth Young Master were things that could only be done by reaching the peak realm.
They had glimpsed that realm for a mont, and if they could digest the enlightennt they had gained, they would be able to complete one of the very important steps to the peak realm.
Cheon Woojin turned around and politely proposed to the demonic people.
"Our unit mbers are at an important crossroads as martial artists. If it's okay, would you all wait for a mont?"
"..."
There was no reply.
Suddenly, the Fourth Young Master shouted with his internal energy.
"Father! Elder Fla Demon Sect Leader! The Emotionless Guest has appeared! He's here! Here!"
Although it was sowhat shabby, he did not care at all.
The appearance of his senior and junior brothers was welco, but if the Emotionless Guest had also appeared, the story would change. Hadn't it been decided that the one who took that guy's head would beco the young cult leader?
But there was no reaction to his shout.
If it was his father and the Fla Demon Sect Leader's realm, they would surely have heard his voice and should be showing themselves soon.
Cheon Woojin said in a low voice.
"Those two are no longer here."
"Huh?"
Since he had never heard such words in his life, his thoughts stopped for a mont.
Where were they not? No, what on earth did that guy know to be spouting such nonsense?
But he soon realized what the Emotionless Guest's words ant.
It ant that the two were no longer in this world.
In an instant, the Fourth Young Master's face beca hot like heated iron. A fire demon erupted from his entire body as if it would explode.
"T-this bastard, surely!"
The Fourth Young Master rushed towards Cheon Woojin.
The result was obvious.
The Fourth Young Master, who was hit in the solar plexus by a light first fist, flew straight in a straight line. He was stuck in the cliff where he had been stuck before.
But this ti, there was no getting up again.
It was because his entire body, which had collided with the cliff so strongly, had been completely crushed.
Everyone's gaze slowly moved from the Fourth Young Master, who had died in one move, to Cheon Woojin.
A strange silence fell in the hall.
Soon, Cheon Woojin politely asked again.
"Will you all wait for a mont?"
Or, will you die right now?
Sohow, such words were heard in the ears of the Demonic Cult mbers.
While Cheon Woojin's overwhelming presence was crushing the hall, and the Demonic Cult mbers were also trying to face that presence squarely.
"I-I'll wait!"
Everyone's gaze turned to the Lust Demon Sect Leader. Her fierce gaze was only on Cheon Woojin.
(End of Chapter)
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