Chapter - 376 Episode 376. You did such a great job. (1)

"… won?"

The eyes of Yun-Jong and other Hwasan disciples shook as if they were an earthquake.

Sometimes when Baek Cheon is pushed endlessly, his heart cringed to the point where he can't even open his eyes.

"Oh, my God……. Jokessado Yoppyong."

"Ha... ha ha. I can't believe it."

Everyone couldn't help the trembling heart.

Jokssado Yoppyong.

The great leader of the enemy's army and a well-known thief.

Such a man was defeated by Baek Cheon.

It's different from beating a latecomer like Jin Geum Ryong.

Of course, monsters like Chung-Myung and Hye Yeon should be considered out of the question, but even if they are the ones who usually make the most of the postscripts, they are not recognized as a master of the pack.

At this moment, however, Baek Cheon defeated Joksado Yoppyong to prove himself to be a powerful man beyond the review.

This is incredible, because his disciples, who jumped at him every time Baek Cheon won the arena, couldn't get off their feet.

"Huh……."

And Hyun Young felt the same way.

There was a moist moist around his eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha. Baek Cheon...… Baek Cheon이가 저 Jokssado Yoppyong을……."

While everyone was so moved, only one person was heartbroken.

"You did something great."

"It's not that great. I beat Jokessado Yoppyyong."

"That's how it is."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung shrugged.

"Just because it's a review doesn't mean it's a review until when. Famous people usually break a famous coriander to mark the beginning, right?"

"Well, doesn't that mean Baek Cheon's reputation now vibrates the world?"

Yes?

Is that how it works?

Chung-Myung looked at Baek Cheon with slightly shivering eyes.

Perhaps feeling the gaze, Baek Cheon slithers towards them. My stomach was a little twisted when I saw him putting a lot of pressure on his shoulders.

"I won."

"……."

I had a heart attack on Chung-Myung's cheek.

"Would you have been dead if I had lifted it?"

"But he didn't die."

"Break all the black and eat it?"

"It's just a black sword. You can use a new sword."

"…If he hadn't let his guard down, he wouldn't have won."

"Isn't that all a skill?"

Chung-Myung's cheeks trembled.

There was no more reproach.

To put it bluntly, Joksado Yoppyyong is at least a master above Baek Cheon. Baek Cheon caught such a master. What kind of scolding would he have?

Unguarded?

Funny sound.

Taking advantage of the opponent's carelessness is a skill, and being careless is also a skill. In any case, if the two of them had a life-or-death match, the loser has no excuse.

"Oh, yeah.

When Chung-Myung made a painful sound, Hyun Young smiled and tapped Baek Cheon on the shoulder.

"You've worked hard."

"No, Elder. I couldn't overcome my excitement and looked ugly. I'll reflect on myself."

"Yeah, yeah."

Hyun Young patted the shoulder of veteran Baek Cheon as if he was pretty.

But at that moment.

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love!

"Oh!"

Behind Baek Cheon's back, the province flew violently.

Baek Cheon, who felt the intense energy behind his back, looked back, freaked out.

"Anyway."

Whoosh!

The Daedo, which was flying with red pottery, was thrown into the floor weakly by Chung-Myung's sword.

The color quickly faded from Baek Cheon's face.He collapsed and lost consciousness. Yeoppyeong, which he had considered, suddenly came to his senses and threw a do toward his back.

'This is...'

If Baek Cheon were alone, that daedo might have been stuck in his back by now.

"Yes, yes. You finished it very neatly."

"……."

"Tsk."

Chung-Myung shook his head a couple of times as if he didn't like it. Then, holding a sword, I trudged toward Yuppyeong.

"Do you know why Sapa is Sapa?"

"……."

"It's Sapa because I don't care what I can do for my purpose."

Chung-Myung didn't look back, but Baek Cheon nodded as if he was watching.

"It's not just one or two people who mess with the Sapa and die in a clumsy discussion. So you don't get involved with the Safa at all, or...…."

Growl.

Chung-Myung's sword was pulled out of the sword.

"It's basic to take care of it completely so that it won't happen again."

It's creepy.

It wasn't a playful tone.

Chung-Myung sometimes showed this incomprehensible seriousness and coolness. Whenever that happened, Baek Cheon felt his fingertips cold.

"Hey, stop him!"

"Protect the Lord!"

Perhaps Chung-Myung's momentum was unusual, but the enemy soldiers, who had been at a loss all along, desperately blocked the gap between Chung-Myung and Yuppyeong.

However, Chung-Myung only looked at those enemy soldiers with cold eyes.

"Hey, you!"

"Get back!"

The enemy soldiers threatened Chung-Myung with a poisoned face.

However, the emotions hidden in it were more of a horror than hostility. It would be too obvious what kind of punishment he would face in a crowded room if he lost Daeju.

However, Chung-Myung's steps were not delayed at all, even though he pulled out all the stops and threatened. His posture as if he were taking a walk, and the enemy soldiers flinched back.

"Yikes!"

However, one of them, who was venomous, screamed and kicked forward.

"If you come any closer, cut your throat...…."

Crunch.

"……."

Soon a fountain of blood sprang up from his throat.

As he stared blankly at the blood from his half-cut throat, he freaked out and stuttered his hands to block the wound.

Flop.

He kneeled down and sat there, panting and holding his neck with both hands. He could tell by instinct. The moment you take this hand off, you die.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

I can't even feel the pain. No, to be exact, there is no time to feel pain. Now that he is separated between life and death.

That's right away.

Chung-Myung brushed past him without a trace of facial expression.

"If it were before……."

And said with a frown.

"You're all dead before you can talk."

"……."

"But, well, I can't live the way I used to. I'll give you a chance. The one who blocks it dies. He who retreats lives."

It was a very hard and lack of warmth.

"It's simple, right?

"……."

"So decide. Whether to die or live."

The eyes of the enemy soldiers trembled.

I've already proven that that's not bluffing.

I didn't even see it.'

None of them saw how Chung-Myung cut the first enemy's neck. I thought it was something gray, but blood fountain was already spouting out.

That means that no one here can get Chung-Myung's sword right.

In addition

They are proud to have lived in the line of death. The sword that Chung-Myung just showed us is a vicious number.Gulp.

I heard the sound of dry saliva coming from here and there.

Most people cannot swing the true sword toward a person's neck.

The neck is the part where a person dies when he or she shakes his or her head. However, wielding a sword sincerely over that area is something you can't even try if you don't have the mind to die.

So, most people, no matter how confident they are with their swords, do not bother to aim for their necks over numerous areas where they can be overwhelmed without too much pressure.

But that young man swung a sword at a man's neck without hesitation.

Which means...

'I'm used to murder.'

Such a man is a man who can kill everything without blinking.

I don't understand how a young man of the Wasan could have such a tendency, but isn't it time to argue logic?

"That……."

Chung-Myung personally urged enemy soldiers who could not make a decision because of the chaos.

Not a horse, of course, but a sword.

Crunch. Crunch.

"Giggles!"

"Giggles!"

While watching Chung-Myung approaching in an awkward manner, the leading enemy soldiers grabbed his neck and fell to the floor.

And

Eventually, the remaining enemy soldiers lost their will and power to resist.

"Gasp!"

"Oh, no."

Most of the people who were blocking the road faltered back and finally opened the road.

Of course, some of them still have self-esteem and remain at an awkward distance. However, even those people did not dare to block Chung-Myung properly.

That's right away.

It was a truly strange sight.

the enemy squad of the men who are threateningly raising their way Between the roads they open, a young, unclothed prosecutor walks nonchalantly.

Where in the world can you see this?

While Chung-Myung was nonchalant, Hwasan's disciples were stunned by the sight.

At that time, one of the enemy soldiers, who was staring at the back of Chung-Myung walking calmly, quietly made a quick surprise attack.

A large degree was about to split Chung-Myung's body in half.

One.

Can!

His swing hit Chung-Myung's sword and flew clean.

And

Crunch.

The neatly cut man fell down.

"……."

The enemy soldiers' eyes were now in fear.

Not once, but four times.

Four times a single sword cut the same part.

I couldn't even understand how big a difference was needed to make it possible. Even if it was Jokessado Yoppyyong, it would be hard to imitate.

"Any more?"

"……."

"Bring it on if you have one. I can still buy it now. I don't let anyone who's after my back live. Just like before."

"……."

The words defeated all the will of the enemy soldiers.

Half-dead eyes, they all bowed their heads to avoid Chung-Myung's eyes.

Chung-Myung glanced at the figure and fixed his eyes on Yeop-pyeong, who was lying down.

"Hoooooooooooooooops!"

Yeopyeong, who was lying on the floor unable to get up due to a back injury, trembled as she saw Chung-Myung approaching her.

You can tell just by looking at it.

This guy, Baek Cheon, is a political faction after all. You can't take people's lives easily.

If he had added a little more strength earlier, Yuppyeong's waist would have been completely crushed. Nevertheless, the attack was only recoverable. Can't you tell just by looking at it?But this guy is different.

"How can a political...….'

How does that young man feel like this unless he's the one who grows up to kill?

It's a lot of flesh that's seen blood...….

That buck.

Finally, Chung-Myung's feet stopped right in front of Yuppyeong's face.

"You…… How you gonna do me…"…."

"I'm thinking about it."

Chung-Myung moaned and swept his chin.

"I wouldn't have had much to worry about in the past, but now I have a lot to worry about. In the past, I used to have someone to take care of me if I did as I please, but now I'm in a position to take care of it."

Yeopyeong couldn't understand what Chung-Myung was saying.

There's no need to understand. There was only one thing he had to say.

"Sa, save me!"

"I'm thinking about it."

"I, if you let me live...…."

Oh, my god!

Chung-Myung's feet were stuck in Yeop-pyeong's mouth trying to jabber somehow.

"Argh!"

A scream came out. Broken teeth poured out of Yeoppyeong's mouth.

Chung-Myung said in a nonchalant way.

"Shut up. I'm thinking about it."

"……Turn it off……."

"Actually, you don't need to worry too much. You're the ones who tried to kill people here in the first place, and if we lost, you'd have cut off our hair and hung it up in front of the gate by now."

"……."

"What would you do if we asked for your help in that situation?"

"Gasp, grrrrr…."

Yuppyeong looked up at Chung-Myung with desperate eyes. Seeing the eyes, Chung-Myung nodded as if he had decided.

"Let's do this."

Chin!

Chung-Myung kicked the Yuppyeong and flipped it over. And he swung the sword without hesitation.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

With a creepy sound, Chung-Myung's sword broke the tendons of Yeoppyeong's wrists and ankles. And…….

Push!

Finally, he penetrated the Danjeon Hall of Yuppyeong.

"Men reap what they sow. If you've been a good person to someone, you can't use your arms and legs, and even if you lose your military prowess, you can live under the care of them. But if it's not...…."

Chung-Myung shrugs his shoulders.

"That's none of my business."

Whoosh.

Chung-Myung lightly swung the sword recovered, sprinkled blood on the floor, and pushed it into the sword.

And he turned away as if he had no regrets.

"Go back and tell your superiors."

"……."

No one in the enemy's line dared to make eye contact with him.

"Once you step into the island again, you'll have to deal with me and Hwasan."

Chung-Myung, who walked so leisurely among the enemy soldiers, said without looking back.

"Get out of here. Before I kill them all."

The cold voice closed the eyes of the enemy in unison.

It was the moment when the long incident in the short night came to an end.