Darkness fell.
Now was their ti.
Although there was not much they could do in the bright world, they could do anything in the world filled with darkness. In the darkness, they could even take the neck of the King of Hell.
"Let's go."
The leader's voice flowed softly in the darkness.
The twenty or so assassins of the Hundred Kill Group moved quietly without making a single sound.
The target was in the mansion that was visible dozens of feet ahead.
Yifeng Hall.
The order given by the leader was one.
To take all the lives remaining in Yifeng Hall.
The assassins of the Hundred Kill Group silently jumped over the wall of the Yifeng Hall mansion.
Although there were oil lamps hanging here and there, it did not matter.
Flick! Thud!
One throwing knife, one oil lamp.
The oil lamps went out one by one along the path of the assassins of the Hundred Kill Group.
"......!"
The leader suddenly stopped moving.
At the sa ti, the mbers of the group also stopped like a picture.
'A master... it can't be.'
A young boy who looked very young ca out. And he was coming straight towards them. It seed he was thinking of urinating in the corner of the yard.
The leader took out a throwing knife and threw it.
Flick!
The throwing knife that cut through the wind flew towards the boy's forehead.
He saw the brat tilt his head back and raise his hand to block it. It was a great reflex. It seed his martial arts skills were quite good.
But it was too late.
Because he was about to throw the second throwing knife.
"......!"
The leader could not throw the throwing knife and just widened his eyes. Because the scene that filled his two eyes had changed.
'Why...!'
Why was the brat who was far away now in front of him?
The leader's question plunged into the darkness.
Thwack!
Because a heavy fist had been embedded in his face.
And that was the beginning.
The second group of the Hundred Kill Group had all been knocked out without being able to take a single neck.
One punch, one person.
anwhile, Yu Bicheon was running frantically towards Yifeng Hall.
In his head, there was only the thought that he could not lose the righteous heroes of Yifeng Hall like this.
Although their martial arts were far inferior to those of the Divine Martial Stage of Tianlian, their righteous heart that wished for the peace of Guiyang was greater than anyone else's.
It was not as easy as it sounded to throw away one's life like grass according to the righteousness in one's heart. Because life was precious to everyone, and death was scary to everyone.
'Please!'
He ran until he was out of breath, hoping that nothing would happen.
But it was when he was about halfway to Yifeng Hall.
Suddenly, five people shot out from the darkness in front and launched a surprise attack.
"Get out of the way!"
Yu Bicheon, whose eyes widened, drew his sword and swung it.
Swoosh!
Only the empty air was cut.
Although they were brats with unusual movents, he did not mind and continued to run towards Yifeng Hall. But his heart was ahead of him, and he could not go a few steps and was blocked again. A number close to twenty shot out from the front again.
Flash!
Yu Bicheon swung his sword with an urgent heart.
Swoosh!
Again, only the empty air was cut.
The mont he was about to run towards Yifeng Hall without minding, a chilling feeling swept over him.
Yu Bicheon hurriedly stopped his body and swung his sword down.
Clang!
With a tallic sound that echoed in the darkness, the three swords that were aiming for Yu Bicheon's legs were deflected.
Although he did not see blood, he had stopped Yu Bicheon.
As if that were the purpose from the beginning, they did not rush in any more and were just wary.
"Where are you going in such a hurry. Since you're alone, it seems the Divine Martial Stage has gone to raid the Wolf Union or the Evil Family Fortress, right?"
A person with a leering voice smiled, revealing his white teeth in the darkness.
He was the third leader of the Hundred Kill Group.
***
"We will take care of these people."
Zhong Liguan, who had interviewed Eom Tak and the others, said with a face that had not yet recovered from the surprise.
Yifeng Hall was defenseless against the attack of the Hundred Kill Group.
If Cho Myung had not noticed, they would have suffered a great disaster.
When he heard that Cho Myung had taken care of the assassins and ran, about twenty people wearing deep black clothes were tied up in the yard.
It was the ronin who had tied them up after Cho Myung had knocked them out.
"I hope you don't kill them."
Cho Myung said.
"These people are the assassins of the Hundred Kill Group of the Heaven of Killing Emperors. The people who have died at their hands are not one or two."
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
At Zhong Liguan's words, Cho Myung turned his head.
"Do as you please."
Zhong Liguan gestured to the martial artists of Yifeng Hall to drag the assassins away and take care of them.
When the assassins of the Hundred Kill Group were dragged away like that, Zhong Liguan said to Cho Myung again.
"Thank you. If it weren't for the young hero, our sacrifice would have been great."
"We're on the sa side, aren't we?"
Was the word 'on the sa side' so good?
A smile automatically appeared on Zhong Liguan's lips.
"Shouldn't we go to the master?"
Soone among the martial artists of Yifeng Hall asked with concern.
"He's with the Divine Martial Stage, what could happen. They must have known that this place was empty and launched a surprise attack."
"Still, we don't know, so let's go."
The martial artists of Yifeng Hall whispered.
Zhong Liguan, who had been thinking for a mont, looked at Cho Myung.
"Will you go with us?"
"Of course."
Cho Myung nodded his head, saying that he would be happy to do so.
Zhong Liguan made a grateful face and shouted at the martial artists of Yifeng Hall and the ronin.
"Everyone, sortie!"
***
Although he had killed five, he had wasted an hour.
An hour was enough ti for either Yifeng Hall or the assassins who had gone to attack to be annihilated.
Yu Bicheon, who had judged that it was already too late, changed his mind to kill all the brats who had held him back.
Swoosh-thwack, thwack!
The sword of Yu Bicheon, who had been trying hard to get away, changed to an attack-oriented one, and in an instant, two of the assassins fell, bleeding.
"Retreat!"
The third leader of the Hundred Kill Group shouted.
The assassins who had been clinging to Yu Bicheon to hold him back retreated in all directions like a startled school of minnows.
"Do you think I'll let you go!"
Yu Bicheon cut the neck of one of the retreating assassins and shot towards the third leader.
At that mont, the third leader threw three throwing knives in succession.
The cutting sound that cut through the darkness was quite sharp.
In addition, since it was dark, it was impossible to identify the fast-flying throwing knives with the naked eye.
Yu Bicheon hurriedly stopped his body and swung his sword like a windmill to block them.
Clang!
It was the sound of the throwing knives being deflected.
"You should consider yourself lucky. The order I received was to stall for ti if you appeared alone."
The third leader said sneeringly from the darkness far away.
It was a confidence that if the order had been to kill, he would have definitely killed him even if there were more sacrifices.
"Shut up and co here!"
Yu Bicheon shouted.
But there was no answer, and he could not even feel any movent.
He had disappeared.
Yu Bicheon was so angry that he was out of breath.
Even though it was late, he had to check the situation of Yifeng Hall, so he could not chase after the assassins.
Yu Bicheon turned around with an angry face.
But it was at this ti that a sound of people rushing in was heard from the direction of Yifeng Hall.
"......!"
Yu Bicheon gripped his sword and glared at the front.
Several lights were visible.
Oil lamps.
If people ca rushing in with oil lamps, it would be a sight like that.
Yu Bicheon's thought was right.
A group of people ca rushing in with oil lamps in front.
"Master?"
Zhong Liguan's voice had never been so welco.
Yu Bicheon's eyes widened, and he approached in one go.
"That's right. I forgot you were here. If I had rembered you were here, I would have cut down more of the assassin brats who had blocked ."
Yu Bicheon, who had heard about the situation of Yifeng Hall, said with great relief.
He also felt anger and regret.
"Why are you alone, master?"
Zhong Liguan asked.
Yu Bicheon briefly explained what had happened at the inn and even told him his thought that Mu Yanchou had used Yifeng Hall as bait.
"What a good-for-nothing bastard! Are our lives the lives of flies! To use us as bait!"
"We must cut ties with Tianlian and the others!"
The martial artists of Yifeng Hall denounced Mu Yanchou.
Even the ronin said a word each.
Yu Bicheon, who had nodded his head and showed that he was also angry, looked over everyone and then said.
"There is a way to get revenge on them."
"What is it?"
"Just say the word."
"Thinking about what the brat who had blocked said, it seems the enemies were expecting the movent of the Divine Martial Stage. In other words, it is highly likely that the Divine Martial Stage that went to strike the Evil Family Fortress will fail."
At the words that the Divine Martial Stage would fail, everyone made a satisfied face.
"Then are we going to laugh at the Divine Martial Stage?"
"No. There is a more satisfying way than that."
"What is it?"
"It is for us to strike the Wolf Union as we are."
***
"There was no harvest at all, so there's no need to be so down."
Although Mu Yanchou tried to say so, the leaders of the four sects did not open their faces.
It was good until they went to strike the Evil Family Fortress.
Their montum was so great that it seed they would sweep away the land of Guiyang as they were.
But the mont they crossed the main gate of the Evil Family Fortress, the situation completely changed.
They could not co to their senses in the rain of hidden weapons that poured out from the darkness.
Even the Divine Martial Stage, which was said to have learned the martial arts of the heavens, was helpless.
The mont they left their positions to attack, the ordinary martial artists of the four sects who were located behind them fell, screaming, and they had no choice but to return to their positions.
Although Mu Yanchou tried to turn the tide of the battle, a master of the Heaven of Killing Emperors blocked his way.
The sa went for the leaders of the four sects.
The masters of the Evil Family Fortress, including the Evil Family Fortress Master, rushed in.
And so, they only received a one-sided attack.
In the anti, not a few of the martial artists of the four sects who had fallen.
If the mbers of the Divine Martial Stage had not blocked them with their outstanding martial prowess, it was clear that they would have received a blow close to annihilation.
'If it weren't for you, the Divine Martial Stage would have swept them away. Tsk, tsk!'
If the Divine Martial Stage had launched an attack, even if it was a little unreasonable, the result would have been completely different. But the Divine Martial Stage could not leave their positions because they were protecting the fallen.
So Mu Yanchou blad the weakness of the four sects for the defeat.
If there was anything he had gained, it was his faith in the Divine Martial Stage.
The assassins of the Heaven of Killing Emperors were by no ans a match for the mbers of the Divine Martial Stage.
He was confident that if there were no weak people to hold them back, they would have swept away the assassins in one go.
'I just have to make a new plan, and I'll sweep them away then.'
Mu Yanchou shook off his sense of defeat and crossed the main gate of Yifeng Hall.
But the Yifeng Hall mansion was as quiet as a dead mouse.
When he crossed the front yard and looked around, there was no sign of a fight.
'It seems they managed to escape.'
Mu Yanchou confird that there was no presence around and then went straight into the main hall and sat down on the large chair inside.
"Everyone has worked hard. Let's discuss the future tomorrow."
It was when Mu Yanchou had looked around at the leaders of the four sects and was about to order the mbers of the Divine Martial Stage to rest.
The martial artists of the four sects who were gathered in the front yard were murmuring.
"What's going on!"
When Mu Yanchou shouted, the martial artists of the four sects retreated to the left and right. Then, from between them, a group of people walked with a swagger.
The person in the lead was none other than the Yifeng Hall Master, Yu Bicheon.
Behind him, the martial artists of Yifeng Hall and the ronin group followed with a spirited appearance.
'Hmph! Pretending not to have run away!'
Mu Yanchou did not hide his pathetic face.
He deliberately sneered and said to Yu Bicheon, who had entered the main hall.
"Where have you been, leaving the house empty?"
He was laughing at him for running away, leaving the house empty.
But what Yu Bicheon said, looking at him intently, overturned Mu Yanchou's expectation.
"When we fight, we all beco one."
He was indirectly criticizing him for using Yifeng Hall as bait.
Mu Yanchou, who had understood that, sneered as if it were no big deal.
"Hmph! Are you saying you fought instead of running away?"
"That's right."
"Let's hear it. What battle did you fight?"
"We cut off the necks of all the assassin brats who had audaciously attacked this hall, and on that road, we ran to the Wolf Union and completely swept them away."
"......!"
Not only Mu Yanchou, but also the martial artists of the four sects made a face as if they had been hit.
The Wolf Union was a force that the ronin had gathered.
So of the ronin who had flocked to Guiyang had raised a force, thinking that they might be able to occupy a position if they did well. The number was so large that they had occupied a corner of the land of Guiyang in just one day after gathering.
"Is that true?"
"It's sothing that will be revealed when the day breaks."
That's right.
There was no reason to do a foolish thing like saying sothing in a public place like this that would be revealed clearly.
Mu Yanchou was so surprised that he even suspected that Tianlian's evaluation of Yu Bicheon and Yifeng Hall was wrong.
"By the way, what happened to the matter of going to strike the Evil Family Fortress?"
Yu Bicheon asked with his hands behind his back.
He asked, pretending not to know, even though he clearly knew that they had failed.
"Well, I've roughly let them know our intention."
"Intention? Weren't you going to sweep them away?"
"Do you think the Heaven of Killing Emperors is a bunch of nobodies like the Wolf Union?"
Mu Yanchou was offended.
At that, Yu Bicheon nodded his head.
In a way, it seed he was agreeing that it was the right thing to say, but in another way, it seed he was saying, 'yes, make an excuse like that'.
So Mu Yanchou's face turned red and blue. He was angry. But as if he did not know, Yu Bicheon even said sothing unexpected.
"Now get out of the way."
"What are you trying to say now!"
"That's my seat."
"......!"
Mu Yanchou's face turned red, and he got up from his seat.
Yu Bicheon sat down on the chair as if he had been waiting and leaned back. And in front of everyone, he said in a loud voice to the martial artists of Yifeng Hall.
"Everyone has worked hard. Put the spoils of war that we have swept from the Wolf Union in the warehouse, and since you must be hungry, bring the alcohol and at from the kitchen and fill your stomachs. Ah! Since the Evil Family Fortress is fine, don't drink to the point of getting drunk."
"Yes, sir!"
"And now that the ronin group is also a real family, there should be no discrimination."
"Of course!"
Zhong Liguan answered in a ringing voice and turned around. His face was full of a triumphant smile.
Not only him.
All the martial artists of Yifeng Hall and the ronin group smiled triumphantly.
It was the leisure, privilege, and pride of a victor.
On the other hand, the martial artists of the Divine Martial Stage and the other four sects bowed their heads in defeat.
A night of surprise attacks and sches.
Cho Myung was watching everyone.
(End of Chapter)
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