Chapter - 819 Episode 819. My kids are a little rough. (4)

My feet don't touch the ground. The body is falling eeriely fast.

But neither of them paid attention to such a thing.

Love, love, love and sorrow!

Chung-Myung's sword split into dozens. Gumyeong, full of flesh, was shot at Jang Nilso in unison.

"Ha!"

Jang Nilso, who laughed at the moment, had a formidable history.

Whoosh! Whoops!

At one go, Jang Nilso's hand ripped open the swordstroke. At the same time, Chung-Myung was quickly flooded.

I can't back down.

This is not a ground where feet touch the ground. No matter how capable you are, you won't be able to move freely while you're falling from this Ho Gong.

Chung-Myung's boldness and the exact new law that is the basis of all that boldness are bound to halve its power here.

But there was no hesitation in Chung-Myung's eyes.

He stretched out his sword at the tension of Jang Nilso, who was about to take his breath away.

Crack!

The sword penetrated through the tension with the sound of penetrating through the metal. However, this alone could not completely prevent the tension that has reached that wide range.

But at that moment!

Fluttering!

Chung-Myung's sword began to twitch from the handle. The small vibration grew bigger and soon the entire sword shook from side to side.

Oh, my god!

The sword, which was swung at once, opened Jang Nilso's tension and eventually tore it apart.

Jang Nilso opened his eyes wide.

It's something even the world's Jang Nilso has never seen. Is it possible in reality that the tension is penetrated and shaken to eventually blow it away?

But there was no time to be surprised.

The tip of Chung-Myung's sword, which bounced off the tension, is drawing a small plum blossom at this moment. As if to turn the clock fast, the plum blossoms, which bloomed at a dazzling speed, rushed to Jang Nilso's face.

Small and simple flowers.

But the inside is as deadly as ever. Jang Nilso did not dare to belittle it and waved his hand to block the plum blossoms.

Crunch!

Jang Nilso's hand grabbed the plum blossoms and crushed them. In the face of the overwhelming violence, flowers are so tender and insignificant.

But at that moment, Jang Nilso saw three flowers flying again.

Some were fast and swift, some were soft and pliable, and the other was powerful.

It's all the same, but it's never the same flower.

"Fake it!"

Jang Nilso also waved his hand and tore all three flowers apart. His blue flame-like game burned the crushed flowers blue.

But that wasn't all.

Immediately after that, what Jang Nilso saw was a dozen flowers flying at him.

And flowers, flowers, and flowers that bloom again.

Dozens, hundreds. So, finally, thousands of them.

A red plum-like sword blooms in Ho Gong, in this terrible valley where there is no grass.

Plum screening. Maehwa Lan District.

Plum blossoms created by Chung-Myung spread all over the world.

"LOL!"

Even the world's Jang Nilso had no choice but to spit out a bewildered voice in front of this formidable swordmanship. All you can see is plum blossoms.Jang Nilso, who squirted brutal flesh from both eyes, clasped his fists. Soon after, a black thunderstorm sprang out of both fists.

Kwon's unobtrusive experience.

Hundreds of times, thousands of times, fists covered the sky with black thunder.

Surasal right Mukrogeomcheon Stream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!

"Aaaaah!

The distance is only five characters.

It's within reach of the sword. The distance you can break with your fist.

Over that distance, clouds of flowers covering the sky and thunderstorms collided head-on.

Whoosh!

Those who desperately climbed the cliff also stopped their hands and feet and opened their mouths.

Down below, those who desperately shot arrows that would never reach, and those who pushed each other fiercely.

The scene even stole the eyes of each gatekeeper who had been at odds with everything.

'What the hell is that...'?’

Namgung Wang's eyes trembled.

This is not a sight of royalty.

Where in the world would you see lightning and flowers crashing against each other?

"…Hwasan The Dragon?"

A groan-like voice leaked out of Namgung Wang's mouth.

Little wonder Jang Nilso's bravery is great. Because of Safa's physiology, those who are not strong cannot survive.

If Jang Nilso had been a little weak, the other Sapa would have already eaten the room, whether it was black-eared or haomun.

Jang Nilso was the one who created a room of all people in the gap of the monkfish and raised it as Shin Juopae.

That's why it's called a defeat.

If the power of the whole population was any stronger than it is now, no one could have denied that Jang Nilso was Safaje.

But the Hwasan Divine Dragon is different.

"How did he lose?"

It doesn't make sense to be equal.

But there was no denying what was visible. Now Chung-Myung was clearly on a par with Jang Nilso.

Those myriad flowers seemed to suck up Namgung Hwang's soul.

"What the hell is that sword...….’

How would he know?

This sword is Hwasan's plum-blossom sword, which has been reproduced in 100 years.

Whoosh!

The brain failure and flowers intertwined and a huge explosion broke out. Ripped thunderstorms and crushed flowers scattering all over the place, and Chung-Myung and Jang Nilso simultaneously bounced back.

"Blood, get away!"

"Dangerous!"

Screamed the disciples of the old school, at the shrapnel of the energy that came with it.

But in the meantime, some of them who still haven't taken their eyes off the battle saw clearly.

Chung-Myung and Jang Nilso, the two who bounced back, kicked Ho Gong like the ground and rushed toward each other faster than the speed at which they bounced back.

The back of Jang Nilso's hand, wielded by Chung-Myung's sword and a counterattack, clashed in Ho Gong.

Whoosh!

Gag, gag, gag, gag, gag, gag! I'm!

The sword and hands pushed each other away.

Shaking hands, and a sword that is about to break.

With the heated clash between them, Jang Nilso and Chung-Myung's eyes clashed more violently than the weapon's.

Pleasure and disgust. Instinct and reason.

A seething gaze, which cannot be defined as anything, was fired aggressively at the opponent.

The two men's bodies fell in contact with each other, rotating violently.

"This guy…….

Jang Nilso murmured growlingly. The white face was distorted.

You're gonna be stronger?’

You're saying that wasn't everything you showed me on the cliff?Let's go, let's go!

Chung-Myung's sword pushed Jang Nilso's hand hard.

The history of Chung-Myung, who developed the ball of self-harm in a passionate manner, was exploding in his body. A sense that I have never felt since I was born again with this body.

Crunch.

Chung-Myung's teeth are roughly interlocked. Blood spiked upside down and the muscles of the whole body screamed.

"LOL."

Jang Nilso's suppressed laughter came out of his mouth when he saw Chung-Myung's expression.

"You look happy!"

Whoosh!

Jang Nilso pushed Chung-Myung away at once.

"Breathe!"

Then it flew faster than Chung-Myung, who was pushed away by kicking Ho Gong, narrowing the streets at once.

Snap!

At that time, Chung-Myung, who put his feet on the cliff, opened the street to avoid Jang Nilso, who flew away while exhibiting plum blossoms.

Whoo! Whoosh!

At that very spot, a volume of Jang Nilso was trapped and the cliff was dented inside.

Rumbling!

The cliff, which won Jang Nilso's rights, shook as if it had been hit by an earthquake. The broken rock fell and crashed.

However, it was faster for Chung-Myung and Jang Nilso to run on cliffs and throw power and swords at each other than at the speed at which the rock hit the ground.

Dozens of sword and mirrors poured like rain, and hundreds of power and mirrors bloomed like clouds. In every spot that the two passed by, scars that seemed to have been scratched with huge rags were engraved.

It's like a giant tortoise crawling on a cliff.

Crunch!

Then Chung-Myung's sword cut a scar on Jang Nilso's shoulder.

Ood, wood!

At the same time, Jang Nilso's Kwon was stuck in Chung-Myung's side.

The kendo authority has also begun to intensify.

Before I knew it, Chung-Myung, whose whole face was wet with blood, laughed, revealing his red teeth. There was no sign of a master in his face, which breathed life out of his eyes.

The same goes for Jang Nilso.

The corners of his mouth were also raised to the top. The deaf face was riddled with excitement and a frantic smile.

Bite!

Chung-Myung, who was directly hit by Jang Nilso's first shot, penetrated the cliff and went inside.

"Chung-Myungaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Baek Cheon screamed tearfully at the sight. However, Chung-Myung, who broke through the cliff before his scream was over, struck a sword at Jang Nilso with the momentum of both Ildo and Ildo.

Whoosh!

Jang Nilso crossed his hands to block the blow, but at that moment, Chung-Myung's feet, which moved like a ray of light, hit Jang Nilso's jaw.

Oh, my god!

Jang Nilso's body bounced off like a shell. Jang Nilso's eyes, which were stuck in a cliff and bounced back into Ho Gong, captured the sun rising in the sky.

"Ha... ha ha!"

How long has it been?

Looking at the sun leaning over with the power of others.

Jang Nilso flipped over and kicked Ho Gong. No, I tried to kick Ho Gong. But Chung-Myung flew in at a faster speed than he thought and crashed into it at once.

Bite.

Chung-Myung, who blew him to the center of the basin to remove the foothold, roared loudly for an instant.

"Oh, my God!"

As had been waited, golden power rose from below.

Chung-Myung curled up and stepped on the rising power, flooding Jang Nilso. The tip of the sword of the Amhyang Plum Blossom Sword soared through the sky.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly and painted a number of plum blossoms. The plum blossoms painted by Chung-Myung spread as soon as they bloomed and soon swung through the reconciliation sky with thousands of petals."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

All those petals poured out at Jang Nilso in unison.

Plum screening. Plum downpour ( 매

The rain of flowers falls from the sky. It was a downpour that cleans the world by sweeping everything.

Madness soared from Jang Nilso's eyes when he saw the rain of flying flowers. For the first time in his face, his composure was completely lost.

"You cocky bastard!"

His long armour swelled to burst, and soon blue eyeglasses sprang out of his eyes like a brain failure. At the same time, a blue flame soared from the whole body.

Spear flushing. Single-mixed steel.

A blue flame that flew like a snake's tongue covered Jang Nilso's whole body, blocking the flying plum sword.

The plum sword also constantly hit the blue strength created by Jang Nilso.

If you can't do it 10 times, 100 times.

If you can't do it 100 times, 1000 times.

If a thousand times is not enough, I will smash it even 10,000 times.

Every river begins with a drop. The drops of water that gather and gather form a stream, and eventually a sea.

The pouring rain became a river and a waterfall, crushing Jang Nilso.

Whoosh!

Jang Nilso's body, which was pushed back into the cliff by the Japanese apricot sword, dug more and more into the rock.

"Turn it off... Turn it off!"

The whites of Jang Nilso's eyes turned red with blood.

"This...... you little brat...…!”

"Jang Nilsooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Chung-Myung, who hit everything with the last piece left, became a meteor and flew toward Jang Nilso.

"Kill me!"

(sighs) (sighs) (sighs)

Chung-Myung and Jang Nilso cut through the cliff and dug in and out.