Chapter - 374 Episode 374. I agree with that. (4)

"Walk."

"Yes, death penalty."

"……he……."

Yoon-Jong glanced at Chung-Myung.

"Don't you think he's pissed off?"

"What?"

At that, Jo-Gol tilted his head and looked over there.

"…Isn't it just your usual Chung-Myung?"

"That's true, but...…something."

Yoon-Jong narrows his forehead.

The usual Chung-Myung...….

Certainly, there is no change in tone or agitated attitude. However, Yun-Jong could feel the subtle anger in Chung-Myung's voice.

His eyes turned to Jokessado Yoppyong in front of Chung-Myung. No, exactly, it reached Yeopyeong and the dead enemy soldier at his feet.

Is this a safa?'

This is not the first time I've seen a person die.

But this is not just 'death'.

I've never thought there'd be a man killing his own hand.

"…That son of a b*tc*."

"Is that what you're gonna do with your pharyngeal fear?"

The rest of Hwasan's disciples also leaked out of anger.

Sapa.

Sapa, who had never experienced it in person but heard it as a rumor, said that they were those who walked on non-indo-do Island. The vague explanation hit home the moment I saw Jokessado Yoppyyong.

How dangerous they are. And why they're being ostracized.

Regardless of strength and weakness, there was a sense of horror that people could not help but feel. The coolness gave everyone goose bumps.

"You son of a b*tc*...."

Joksado Yoppyyong had blue ears in his eyes.

There was nowhere to be seen or loitering until just now. This cold flesh in one hand is probably what the world is talking about, Joksado Yoppyyong.

"Cut off the neck?"

Yeop-pyeong grinned as he recalled Chung-Myung's words. It was a laugh as if a giant beast threatened a small animal.

However, Chung-Myung was very nonchalant.

"I'm going to cut it nicely."

"Ha……."

Yeopyeong stared at Chung-Myung with his sharp eyes and raised the bar. And said in a low voice.

"I won't kill you."

"Huh?"

"I won't let you die until the end of the day when all your death sentences are cut off by my sword."

"Ha……."

Chung-Myung sighed deeply.

"By the way, the Sapa cubs don't change over time. Hey, come on, don't just show up as a little bird."

"This bird……."

"No, it's done. I'll go. You're talking too much!"

It was the moment Chung-Myung was about to pull out a sword and rush in.

Chin

Someone grabbed him by the shoulder behind his back.

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung turned his head slightly and looked at the man who blocked him.

"Why? Private lodging."

Baek Cheon pulled Chung-Myung forward with a stiff face.

"I'm coming."

"……Huh?"

Baek Cheon's forehead was all distorted.

"That bastard, I'll catch him."

"……."

Chung-Myung looked at Baek Cheon with strange eyes.

"Let me do it."

"Why are you so upset?"

"…...do you see that saying?"

There was a lot of anger on Baek Cheon's face. I've seen Baek Cheon angry many times so far, but I've never seen him express his anger as clearly as he is now.

'Hagiya.'

Although Chung-Myung is said to be leading Hwasan's disciples, it is actually Baek Cheon who manages and educates them.

The role that Ungum played in the past is now almost over to Baek Cheon.

That's why it's even harder for Baek Cheon to put up with what's happening right now.This anger was fully understandable considering how Baek Cheon must have felt at the sight of Yuppyeong killing his subordinate.

"It's dangerous."

"It's no wonder it's dangerous now that we've caught a sword."

"…and a little strong."

"I know."

Baek Cheon looked straight at Chung-Myung with determined eyes.

"So, I'm no match for him right now?"

"Eh……."

It's a little subtle, but...….

"That's enough."

"Huh?"

"If you're worried, there's a possibility. I don't intend to fight only against the opponent who always wins. I do."

"……."

No, why is he so aggressive?

Is it puberty?

While Chung-Myung hesitated for a moment, Baek Cheon stepped forward without waiting for an answer. Then Chung-Myung quickly reached out and walked on his feet.

"Oh!"

Baek Cheon, who almost got stuck on the floor.

What are you doing here?'

He looked at Chung-Myung with a protesting face.

Chung-Myung said with a sly smile.

"Relax."

"……."

"You can't beat a man if he's so angry and he's got a lot of strength in his shoulders. What did you say to the kids?"

"…lower your posture."

"Yeah."

Baek Cheon nods slowly. And I took a couple of deep breaths on the spot.

Soon his expression relaxed more smoothly. Chung-Myung asked for one last time.

"I could really die."

"So?"

"It's better not to...…."

To say "maybe" means "you can doable."

"Oh, yeah.

Chung-Myung sighed deeply.

I'd rather have a go at it if I were you. As the head thickens, he brings logic and changes it into pieces by piece. I can't beat you up in front of the Sapa!

In the end, Chung-Myung raised both hands.

"…If you get hurt, I'll kill you.""

"Come on."

Baek Cheon sneaked a glimpse of him and stepped forward. Then, he faced Yeopyeong with a sword.

Meanwhile, Hawsan's disciples saw the scene in fright.

"What, what! Is Sasook fighting?"

"Watch, the death penalty will win."

Yoo-Esul clenched his fist slightly.

Her gaze was fixed on Baek Cheon, who pulled out the sword.

Baek Cheon, on the other hand, never noticed the disturbance behind his back. All his nerves were directed solely at Joksado Yoppyong.

'......strong.'

Frankly, it is terrifying.

When dealing with Jin Geum Ryong, his relationship forced him to shrink. But now, only the opponent's dance has tightened his heart.

Nevertheless, he murmured as he watched Baek Cheon, who held onto the sword and did not back down.

"You little boys don't know the world."

"……No. It's rather a matter of knowing too well."

"Hm?"

Baek Cheon picked up a sword and aimed at Yuppyeong.

"I'm afraid of you here and I'm going to follow someone behind my back for the rest of my life. I don't intend to do that."

He fixed his posture and turned slightly to look at Chung-Myung.

His face, which was heartbreaking, eased my nervousness.

I'm not following you.'

It's catching up.

Even if it's far enough and far enough to be close to a false dream, even if you give up, the possibility disappears.

Baek Cheon didn't mean to just follow the smooth path Chung-Myung had paved.

"If we have to open the road, we can open it together. If you have to get rained on, you have to get rained on together. That's the death penalty."

"……What are you saying, you son of a b*tc*.""I mean."

Baek Cheon showed his teeth.

"Bring it on. You have to jump and narrow the distance."

Yuppyeong felt anger soar to the top of his head.

"These Zara cubs...…."

I've dealt with a lot of people so far, but no one has ever ignored him this much.

They're not even masters who are making a name for themselves, and they don't dare to take him for granted after they've started to gain some fame.

"Oh, I'll see if you can talk like that even if your limbs are torn!"

Yeop-pyeong burst into a roar and rushed to Baek Cheon.

Whoosh!

Every step he took, the floor cracked like a web. The recoil on the whole body rushed at the speed of light.

And come on!

The speed-free province was struck at Baek Cheon with tremendous force.

It seemed impossible to stop that heavy shot with a thin sword.

One.

Baek Cheon's eyes were not shaken at all as he looked at Do falling over his head.

Rather, he stretched one foot forward and stabbed the sword forward.

Perfect posture.

Unshakable sword end.

On the falling road, he stabbed the sword toward the neck of Yeopyeong, who flew without even paying attention.

"Oh!"

At the moment, a bewildered comment gave out a shout.

If we hit him like this, we can break him in two, but his neck will also pierce the sword.

"You crazy man!"

He eventually twisted around in fright.

The striking province split Ho Gong, but thanks to it, the sword that had been stabbing his neck passed by.

The result itself is a tie.

However, one's posture is disturbed, and the other's posture is intact.

The difference produced another result.

The love of the blood pressure!

Baek Cheon, who recovered his sword at a speed of light, stabbed his body into the twisted foliage one after another. Gumyeong, who quickly rose to more than a dozen, attacked Yeopyeong's whole body.

"Pfft!"

Yeopyeong swept the island wide and struck out the swordstroke.

However, a shot from an incomplete position cannot exert its power.

Most of the screenings were cut off, but a sword that passed past the thigh was never stopped.

Crunch.

The outer thigh of Yeoppyeong split long with an eerie noise.

Drops of blood scattered on the floor like ink.

Crack!

Yeopyeong, who pulled his body out like flying back, made a full-fledged stance by hitting the floor.

"……."

Slowly raising his head, his eyes were distorted bloodstained like a thoracic.

"I'll kill you!"

The entire West Bank was a roaring star.

Soon after, Yeop-pyeong flew like a guard, emitting a terrifying spirit that Baek Cheon had never experienced before.