The mont Cho Myung moved actively, the battle ended as it was.
The ronin just stared, with faces of relief that they had survived and astonishnt at Cho Myung's martial prowess.
"Was there a traitor? Or was there soone with the insight to see the future? Either way, it's dangerous."
Gwak No turned his head towards the base of the Seven Kill Chamber and changed the mood.
"Our mission ends here."
The leader of the first group approached and said.
The other leaders and Mak Lip nodded their heads to let him know it was true.
"Who said anything? I was just worried about who we should get our wages from if the employers all die."
At Gwak No's words, the ronin whispered.
What was the point of coming to soone else's battlefield and doing this?
It was all because of money.
But if they did not receive a single penny even after going to the threshold of death, there would be nothing more unfair than this.
Of course, not everyone could think the sa.
"It's better than dying."
"Have you been in this business for a year or two? If you don't know when to retreat at the right ti, you won't last long."
It ant that they could not walk into a dead end for the sake of a half-month's wages. Most of them agreed and nodded their heads, saying a word each.
"What about that brat?"
Gwak No turned his gaze.
Everyone's gaze followed Gwak No and turned to Cho Myung.
But Cho Myung was only taking care of the injured and was not interested in this side.
"Myung!"
When Ilpyeong called loudly, Cho Myung looked back.
"Big brother, why?"
"Gwak No here has sothing to say."
Cho Myung hurriedly took care of the wound of the ronin whose side was deeply cut and then ran over.
"What is it?"
"They all knew."
"What?"
"That we were coming in a surprise attack."
"Did they?"
Cho Myung, who was asking back as if he did not know.
Gwak No imdiately realized that Cho Myung was not sharp in this area.
"You brat, you know too. If it weren't for you, we would have been completely defeated here. They had just deployed that much force on this side."
"Ah, yes."
This ti, he nodded his head.
Because Cho Myung had also seen it with his own eyes. If he had not been there, it would have been a certain defeat for the ronin side.
"If they are this prepared on this side, what about their base?"
"They must have prepared, right?"
"Yes. They must have prepared thoroughly. Enough to kill all the intruders."
"......!"
"Even at this mont, soone's neck might be falling..."
The mont Gwak No's words ended, Cho Myung moved.
"Hehehe! Action is better than words."
Gwak No laughed and followed Cho Myung.
Eom Tak, Gwak Gyeong, and Ilpyeong hesitated. Because if they went, they would only be a burden.
"Ah, we're brothers who decided to share life and death."
Suddenly, Ilpyeong gestured to one side and then ran after Cho Myung.
When Eom Tak and Gwak Gyeong looked back, the one-eyed Dongchu was shaking his head and coming to his senses. The two also ran after Ilpyeong as if they were running away.
"Today's mission ends here. The rest is up to each of you to choose."
Mak Lip said so to his group mbers and then followed Cho Myung.
The remaining people could not do this or that and just looked at the backs of those who were moving towards the base of the Seven Kill Chamber.
At this ti, the voice of Gwak No, who had caught up with Cho Myung in the front, was getting farther and farther away.
"There are two ways to turn a fight around. One is to send the strongest guy flying. Then everyone's spirit will be broken. The other is to break the main force of the enemy's main force. Then our side's montum will rise. Ah, of course, if you have that kind of skill..."
***
Seven Kill Chamber Master, Ga Bulyeom.
He was a person who was notorious for being called the Seven Kill Ghost Claw.
Once caught in his ghost claw, which was made of blackish iron, the body was often brutally torn, so even considerable masters were reluctant to face him.
"If you fight for a long ti, you tend to resemble each other. Hehehehe!"
The old man with a lot of liver spots smiled, revealing his black, rotten teeth.
He was Ga Bulyeom, who was over eighty years old.
"So you're saying you knew we were coming?"
The old man holding the sword at an angle shouted and asked.
The One Sword that Observes the Heavens, Yu Bicheon!
He was the master of Yifeng Hall.
Next to him, about ten masters were standing, but just as many were rolling on the ground.
They all had a miserable appearance, as if they had been torn by sothing.
"A person's thoughts are all so-so, so after watching what you brats were doing for seven or eight years, I could see right into your heads. If you hadn't co in like this, it wouldn't have been boring for a few more years. Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
Ga Bulyeom, who was clicking his tongue, was leaning back in his chair.
On both sides of him, the nine people called the Nine Villains of the Seven Kills were glaring at the martial artists of Yifeng Hall as if they were aiming for prey, their fierce lights flashing.
"Since it's co to this, we have to settle life and death in this place."
Gal Mundo said, grinding his teeth.
At that mont, Yu Bicheon sent a sound transmission to the martial artists of Yifeng Hall.
- I will face the old monster, so everyone, run away.
Since it was a sound transmission that was sent like a sound wave by putting it into the voice, others could not hear it.
"Everyone is dead, we can't be the only ones to survive!"
"It was an honor to be with you until now!"
The two swordsn in their forties, who were on the left and right of Yu Bicheon, ran to the front.
"Old monster! Stick out your neck!"
It was a sudden situation.
Yu Bicheon's eyes widened, and he kicked the ground a step late.
It was at this ti that a gust of wind swept over the two swordsn in their forties.
Swoosh!
Yu Bicheon's eyes widened, and he stretched out his sword, but he was a step late.
The gust of wind returned to its place.
In the place where the gust of wind had disappeared, only two corpses were rolling miserably.
Screech! Screech!
It was the sound of Ga Bulyeom scraping the iron claws of his two hands together.
"Don't say I should have let them go. The first of the seven kills is that a brat who dares to defy must be killed, hehehehe!"
The reason why the seven kills were attached to Ga Bulyeom's infamous na was because of the seven killing rules.
A brat who dares to defy is killed.
A brat who curses is also killed.
If you block the way, you are killed.
If you act up because you are young, you are killed.
If you boast about having had a woman, you are killed.
A girl who wags her tail with a smiling eye is also killed.
And finally, if you are bored, you are killed.
"You will surely be punished by heaven."
Yu Bicheon, who had said so with a determined face, threw away his scabbard.
For a swordsman to throw away his scabbard ant that he would die in this place. It ant that he would bet everything without thinking about the future.
When Yu Bicheon ca out like that, Ga Bulyeom gestured to the Nine Villains of the Seven Kills.
It was an order to finish it now.
But it was at this ti.
"Who is it!"
"Block them!"
Thwack! Thwack, thwack, thwack!
The outside of the mansion was noisy.
As soon as the masters of Yifeng Hall entered the mansion, the one hundred of the Seven Kill Chamber blocked the outside.
But a commotion suddenly arose from that side.
It did not stop with a brief commotion, but the sound of heavy blows was heard without a break.
"Go and see."
When Ga Bulyeom ordered, one of the Nine Villains of the Seven Kills bypassed the martial artists of Yifeng Hall, ran along the wall, and jumped out of the main gate.
But he was soon sent flying back with a dull thud.
When the masters of Yifeng Hall looked back, he was rolling right behind them, and he had lost consciousness.
Thud!
One of the masters of Yifeng Hall, who was angry at the loss of his comrades, plunged his sword into his heart.
The person who had been unconscious died on the spot.
"You stupid brat. Two of you go."
When Ga Bulyeom ordered again, two of the Nine Villains of the Seven Kills jumped over the wall on the left and right. And soon their shouts were heard from outside the main gate.
"What are you brats!"
"You brats who deserve to be cut into six pieces!"
But that was all.
Thwack! Thwack!
With two blows, the two flew into the mansion.
When they rolled on the ground, the master of Yifeng Hall plunged his sword into the hearts of the two as if he had been waiting.
"What kind of brat is it! Co out!"
Ga Bulyeom shouted coldly like a frost.
Then, from the darkness outside the main gate, several people slowly walked in.
It was Cho Myung, who looked very young, Gwak No, who was constantly smiling, and the three, including Eom Tak, and Mak Lip.
At their appearance, the masters of Yifeng Hall could not hide their disappointnt.
Because they had thought that a great master had appeared, but they were the ronin they had hired.
On the other hand, a cruel sneer appeared on Ga Bulyeom's lips.
"You're still smiling after doing that to my underlings!"
Ga Bulyeom shot his killing intent at Gwak No.
"Ugh! How scary! It wasn't ."
"What!"
"It's him, him. This brat is the master, not ."
When Gwak No pointed at Cho Myung and joked, Ga Bulyeom's hideous gaze turned to Cho Myung.
"Is it really you?"
"Yes."
"......!"
Not only Ga Bulyeom, who had asked, but also the six Nine Villains of the Seven Kills who were glaring next to him, and the masters of Yifeng Hall, were lost in their own thoughts and calculations as they looked at Cho Myung.
"We were hired during the day."
Gwak No explained to the masters of Yifeng Hall, including Yu Bicheon.
Yu Bicheon and the others just watched blankly, not knowing whether to welco Cho Myung's appearance or to worry.
"I'm Ban Myung."
Cho Myung bowed to Yu Bicheon and the others.
At the action that was so out of place on the battlefield, Yu Bicheon and the others began to worry about Cho Myung, who looked to be in his teens.
"I just have to defeat that old man, right?"
Cho Myung asked.
It seed that Yu Bicheon was the master of Yifeng Hall, so he looked at him and asked.
But there was no answer.
Yu Bicheon was just looking at him with worried eyes.
Cho Myung looked back at Gwak No.
"I told you that if you defeat the strongest one, you can turn the fight around. That old man must be the master of the Seven Kill Chamber. So if you just defeat that old man, today's fight is our victory."
At Gwak No's explanation, Cho Myung nodded his head and walked forward.
Yu Bicheon, the master of Yifeng Hall, knew that Gwak No was very cunning due to his long ronin life. Since such a Gwak No would not do anything foolish, he just watched in a daze.
But it was when Cho Myung passed Yu Bicheon and was moving forward.
Swoosh!
A sword suddenly cut through the empty air.
The target was the neck of Cho Myung, who was moving forward.
Everyone was startled by this sudden situation.
"What are you doing!"
Yu Bicheon shouted.
The person who had swung the sword at Cho Myung's neck was none other than Gal Mundo, who belonged to Yifeng Hall.
"Ah, no, I...!"
Gal Mundo was very flustered.
And for good reason, because even though it was a sword that was swung suddenly, Cho Myung's neck did not fall. In fact, Cho Myung was holding the blade with his bare hands.
"Aren't we on the sa side?"
Cho Myung asked.
His face was one of not being able to understand why he had swung the sword.
'A r-real master!'
A master who had caught a sword that was swung like a thunderbolt with his bare hands.
In fact, not a single drop of blood was visible.
Gal Mundo's heart sank, and he did not know what to do.
"Oh-ho! This brat was the traitor!"
Gwak No shouted.
At those words, the whole situation was explained clearly.
Even the fact that the Seven Kill Chamber was waiting, despite the sudden surprise attack.
"Is that true! Did you betray us!"
"Betrayal? Brother Gal betrayed us?"
"Brother Gal!"
The masters of Yifeng Hall shouted in a daze.
Gal Mundo could not even answer, let alone do anything.
He had calculated that if only Cho Myung, who had defeated three of the Nine Villains of the Seven Kills, disappeared, Yifeng Hall would never be able to turn the situation around as originally planned, but he had been completely mistaken.
'I-I have to run away!'
If he wanted to live, he had to let go of the sword and run away, but perhaps because of the pride and self-respect of a swordsman who had been honing his skills for a long ti, he could not let go of the hilt.
"Betrayal is a bad thing."
Cho Myung said.
At that mont, a sword flew in and cut the neck of Gal Mundo, who could not even open his mouth.
Gal Mundo's head, which was spurting blood and floating in the air.
The startled Cho Myung hurriedly turned his head and looked away, but it was after it had filled his two eyes.
Even though it was a shocking scene that he would never forget, Cho Myung's heart did not beat fast.
The terrible sight of Dugu Wujung that he had seen on Mount Tai, the fear he had faced in the face of a death that could not even be explained in words, and the cruel deaths he had seen and felt in a half-dream state after obtaining the Immortal Demonic Aura.
Cho Myung was unknowingly becoming numb to such horrors.
"I'm sorry."
Yu Bicheon's voice was heard.
Cho Myung looked away from Gal Mundo's floating head and looked back at Yu Bicheon, who had swung the sword.
Yu Bicheon was greatly discouraged.
It seed that everything, including Gal Mundo's betrayal, was his own lack of virtue. Because both his martial arts and his virtue were lacking, such a thing had happened.
Cho Myung could not know such inner thoughts of Yu Bicheon.
Since it did not seem that Yu Bicheon should apologize for Gal Mundo attacking him, he just nodded his head and then turned to Ga Bulyeom.
At this ti, the masters of Yifeng Hall spat on Gal Mundo's corpse and shouted in anger at the unjust deaths of their fallen comrades.
Cho Myung moved his steps, trying to erase the severed head of Gal Mundo that kept appearing in his mind.
Towards Ga Bulyeom.
"He is a scary person. Let's fight together."
Yu Bicheon said, gripping his sword tightly.
"Yes."
Sohow, it seed he should not say that he was fine on his own.
Cho Myung answered, following that feeling.
At the conversation between the two, the masters of Yifeng Hall turned their anger that they had been pouring out at Gal Mundo towards the Seven Kill Chamber and prepared to rush in.
"You're trying to get out of this situation by putting a kid in front? How pathetic!"
Ga Bulyeom sneered.
But his two eyes did not leave Cho Myung.
Because just from seeing him send the Nine Villains of the Seven Kills flying, he could tell that he was a considerable master.
'A quick battle! Let's tear the brat apart first!'
The mont Ga Bulyeom made up his mind, a gust of wind swept in.
Towards Cho Myung in the lead.
It was what had happened because Ga Bulyeom had moved so quickly.
"......!"
"......!"
The masters of Yifeng Hall, who had been about to rush in, flinched.
Because they clearly rembered what the result of the gust of wind that Ga Bulyeom had created was. The miserable deaths of their comrades. No one had been able to avoid it. Those mories made them startled and flinch.
But the mont Ga Bulyeom moved, Cho Myung also moved.
'You young brat! Courage without strength is recklessness!'
When Cho Myung's small body was in front of him, Ga Bulyeom spread the iron claws on his ten fingers.
No matter how strong a martial art you learn, the body is ultimately made of flesh and bone. Not to ntion a young body that has not even been properly trained. If you just apply a little force, it will be torn and cut.
'I'll tear you to shreds!'
The mont Ga Bulyeom's iron claws, which were like the talons of a bird of prey, were about to scratch Cho Myung's body, Cho Myung's upper body bent and then shot up, and his fist stretched out in a straight line.
Thwack!
'Huh? ...I'm flying. I'm flying...!'
Ga Bulyeom had a strange experience.
With a heavy blow, his body was sent flying back.
It was not only Ga Bulyeom who was surprised.
For the masters of Yifeng Hall, who had been struggling because of Ga Bulyeom alone, it was a truly shocking scene.
(End of Chapter)
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