Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 131

The volcanic sword is strong. (3)

"What, what?"

His priests, who 'jumped' inside, 'fly' out.

The ship was faster than the speed it was going in.

The shaman's disciples reflexively bounced and caught those who were thrown out.

"Shut up."

“Ah… what did you hit?”

Fortunately, it appears that he was not seriously injured. Considering the speed at which it bounced, there was no such thing as a strange wound.

"What happened?"

"...I don't know. I thought I could see something hazy..."

Jinyoung's face hardened.

'Didn't you see the attack?'

That's nonsense.

One can do that. Because humans make mistakes. But it is absolutely impossible for the three of them to not see the attack at the same time.

It would be possible if the skill of the attacker was several times higher than that of the priests who jumped into it... … .

'These people in there are disciples of Hwayeongmundo and Hwasan.'

Jinhyeon's head, which had been running around for a while, quickly found a reasonable answer.

"Looks like you've dug a trap. I don't know how."

"You mean it wasn't an attack?"

"If that was a proper attack, wouldn't it have ended with just this much damage? It wouldn't have been strange if one had been cut off?"

“Ah… that’s right, the death penalty!”

Jinhyun bit his lip slightly.

'The truth? or not?'

I don't know the exact method, but what is certain is that there is someone who can write tricks on the opponent. This seems to be the reason why the battle was induced, not the bimu in the first place.

"You're playing a trick."

Jinhyun drew his sword and took two steps forward.

"Come in after me. I don't know what trap there might be, so I'll break through it at the forefront."

"Yes, the death penalty!"

Jinhyeon looked at the tightly closed front door of Hwayeongmun with slightly nervous eyes.

What might be behind this? However, if you are overly cautious, you may fall into a trap.

"Goes!"

Without waiting for an answer, Jinhyun ran and kicked the door.

Wow!

With a roar, the door shatters and scatters in all directions.

The dust that had risen had subsided, and silence flowed.

'… … The trap?'

I made up my mind to go in, but nothing happened. All he could see was the disciples of the volcano, who were far away from the entrance and were staring at him.

"Hey, why are you breaking the door? I haven't even locked it. Anyway, kids these days don't have a fuss."

Qingming clicked his tongue.

There were so many things that Yoon Jong wanted to bet on, but now the enemy is in front of him.

Jinhyeon scans them left and right once, then narrows the brow.

"Is this all?"

"what?"

When Cheong-myeong answered, Jin-hyun growled.

"Are you going to deal with us alone? That's a lot of confidence. I don't know if that's me or arrogance."

Cheong-myeong looked back at his Yoon-jong with a fat expression on his face.

"What does he mean?"

"Well. It feels a little familiar."

Qingming said with a smirk.

"Don't you feel like you're looking at the old hundred thousand privates?"

Baekcheon, who was hit by a bullet while standing next to him, sharpened his teeth.

"……Stop."

"Hey, murg."

"Hey!"

Baek Cheon's face flushed red.

However, Baekcheon himself could not deny that Jinhyeon's words and actions were similar to those of his former self.

'Those who don't know that there is a heaven are like that.'

After Baek Cheon met Qing Myung, his head was broken... … . No, not in a metaphorical sense, although my head was really broken and I knew the reality.

However, no matter how much has changed now, it cannot be pleasant to see one's shameful past come alive right in front of their eyes.

“Let’s finish it quickly.”

When Baek Chun spoke with blushing faces, Jong-Jong and Jo-Geol slightly turned their heads and held back their laughter.

And a look of embarrassment appeared on Jinhyeon's face as he watched the scene.

Something?

Those relaxed reactions?

'Are there any other traps?'

But no matter how much I look, I can't see anything like the truth or organs. What kind of trap can you put in this little manor?

And yet you greet them with that attitude?

Jinhyun's face began to heat up.

'Things like Thunder Naked!'

Defeating them with question-and-answer dance is a way, but that alone doesn't seem to solve the problem. Jinhyung's mouth opened.

"I don't know where that confidence comes from. Do you believe that a volcano that has never defeated a shaman in the past can fight back now?"

Qingming laughs.

"Who has never won? A hundred years ago, we were bigger than you?"

Although it has not been officially recognized.

"Ha? A hundred years ago?"

Jinhyung smiles.

"Yeah, that's right. That hundred years ago. The era of the plum blossoms that you are so proud of."

"Yes?"

Cheongmyung's eyes widened slightly.

It feels strange to hear the word 'Maehwa Sword Zone' coming out of that guy's mouth. I didn't hear it well even in the volcano, but those words came out of the mouth of a shaman disciple.

“Did you know that Maehwa Swordsman, whom you are so proud of, was defeated by the shaman’s Taegeukgeomje?”

"What?"

A shrill voice came out of Baekcheon's mouth.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Hahaha. It's nonsense? The two of them have already done dance before. For the honor of Maehwageomjon, the Taegeukgeomje just hid the result."

"this……."

"It's good to know that a volcano is never a match for a shaman."

As soon as those words were finished, the faces of the volcano disciples became hot.

Ignoring them is tolerable, but ignoring volcanoes is unbearable.

The name of Plum Blossom Zone is the pride and pride of the volcano.

"How dare you talk nonsense about him!"

"Let's see, it's over the line!"

“He is not the one you should speak of in vain.”

"...I can't forgive you."

Seeing the reactions of the alumni, an unknown sadness flooded into Cheongmyeong's heart.

Treat me like that, treat me like that!

Hey, these! I'm the plum sword zone, and I peel it every day!

Oh my god, damn it. I can't even speak with my mouth! There's nothing to be sad about!

But apart from that feeling, Cheongmyeong was not particularly angry with Jinhyeon's words. just a little bit crazy

'Wow, this is a distortion of history.'

Even if the Malco guy, who seemed like he would climb to the front line and ride on the clouds just by looking at his face, was bothered to do private dances even if he died, I said so.

what?

who beat whom?

- Your wickedness has gone too far. As a member of the same Tao family, I will show you the true path of the Taoist. Don't blame my sword for being reckless, and I ask you to reflect on what you've done.

- … … Well, I will admit that your power has surpassed me. Knowing my ram is lacking, I want to back off. no… … . I'm not trying to back off. Oh no, wait!

- Stop it! That's a lot! A Taoist can defeat a person like this... … . evil! Aww! No, I'm not saying where to lose... … . Aaaaah!

- older brother! Please save me!

"He was a good little brother."

Although it seems that he was old. Ji first told me that he was my brother. What?

"Yes?"

"No. Nothing."

Qingming waved his hand.

After that, whenever I stopped by the shaman, I called out and ate it properly. It's Wuhan. It's a popular neighborhood, so there were a lot of expensive bases. I had the pleasure of renting the top floor of the main building with shaman money and drinking the most expensive alcohol.

Whenever I think of the rotting face of the Taegeukgeomje, something makes me feel sad. Oh, it was fun.

no… … . Now isn't the time to reminisce.

"Wow, that's how it goes."

No one knows anyway, no proof, right?

At that time, Jin-hyun, who misunderstood Cheong-myeong's reaction, scoffed and smirked.

"Even the most powerful volcano a hundred years ago couldn't withstand the shaman. But don't you think it's too arrogant to come and deal with us now? Your pride is like a shaman..."

"Hey, let's stop and fight! Huh?"

“……”

Qingming let out a deep sigh.

"No. It doesn't matter who wins or not 100 years ago. Do people from 100 years ago support you from behind? They're all dead, nigga! If you like the old guy like that, why don't you become a shaman... Oh, you shaman? Right."

So did you?

"……dare!"

“Anyway, these old-fashioned things…”

Even though it was his past that was distorted, Chung Myung was not particularly angry.

'What does it matter? Anyway, it was applied to the devil.'

The important thing is now.

and… … .

'That's what a powerful guy does.'

If the volcano was stronger than the shaman now, the shamans would not have dared to say such a thing. Conversely, if the current volcano was overwhelmingly stronger than the shaman, it meant that even if they claimed that the plum blossom sword zone was stronger than the Jang Sambong peak, there would be no backlash.

In the end, everything, whether history, money, or the right to speak, is the power of the strong.

And Cheong Myung has no complaints about that fact.

'I'm counting!'

It's all mine, huh?

That is a problem that can be solved slowly after the volcano has defeated the shaman. Well, it really doesn't matter if you don't solve it. It is enough for the current Qingming to receive a higher evaluation than the plum blossoms of the past.

"You really have to see blood to get your mind..."

"Above the narrows! Above the narrows!"

Jin-hyeon was about to say something, but Cheong-myeong cut Jin-hyun's words cleanly and called Wi So Haeng.

Wi So Haeng, who was watching the situation from behind, asks with a puzzled face.

"Yes?"

"Did you do everything I told you?"

"Are you talking about rumors? Lee, I did spread the word to those in Namyeong for now."

"Good job. Well then, damn it!"

Qingming drew his sword.

Then the shaman's disciples flinched and stepped back slightly. So suddenly... … .

As the sword of Qingming was swung, the sword gushed out from the tip of his sword.

However, his swordsmanship was not directed to the shaman's disciples. The sword of Cheongmyeong cuts down the walls of Hwayeongmun several times.

Curry!

In an instant, the wall of Hwayeongmun collapsed.

"What, what are you doing?"

Wilipsan's eyes widened. No, why does that goofy guy tear down other people's walls?

"Ah……."

However, Wiripsan soon understood the intention of Cheongmyeong by the sight seen over the collapsed wall. Around the wall, people from Namyeong were rushing in.

Hearing that the shaman and the volcano are going to have a battle at Hwayeongmun, he feared and went out to watch. Wouldn't anyone want to see something like this?

"Because I like to grow original plates."

Cheongmyung chuckles.

The purpose of their coming here is not just to help Hwayeongmun. We need to make more people watch the volcano break the shaman.

The reputation you have built up one by one will complete the status of a volcano in the future.

"...it's a bit embarrassing."

At Baekcheon's words, Qingming smiled.

"If you're going to do it, do it for sure."

"That's right."

"Then there's only one left."

Cheongmyeong's gaze turned to the shaman's disciples.

"The death penalty. How many are possible?"

"...um... two."