Swish!
He cut down another one.
That was the seventh.
Although he had lost an arm in the anti, it did not matter.
Since he had cut down seven of them, he would have the face to see his brothers of Yifeng Hall even after he died.
He swung his sword towards another assassin.
Thwack!
He only cut the empty air.
The brat had taken a step back. He was confident that he could follow the brat and split his heart if he took just one more step, but his legs would not listen.
'Damn it!'
A sword that had flown in from the side at so point had made a deep wound on his leg.
His body tilted.
When he lifted his head, he saw Cho Myung, who was sweeping away the assassins as if they were nothing.
'I wanted to live like that... he's so cool!'
The mont an exclamation was about to co out, an extre pain as if a lightning bolt was piercing him exploded from his back to his chest.
A scream that was about to co out on its own.
He bit his tongue and endured it.
And he held onto his flickering consciousness and filled his two eyes with the sight of Cho Myung.
'Yes, don't look back! Sweep them away like that until the end!'
Yu Yeosang cheered for Cho Myung like that and then fell to the cold ground.
Yi Zhongshan and Guan Pyo were lying on either side of him.
The last three of Yifeng Hall had died so heroically.
"......!"
Cho Myung recognized the last death. But he did not look back, as they had wished.
"I'll smash them all!"
Thwack!
A thunderous lightning bolt burst from Cho Myung's angry fist.
The bodies of the assassins who were blocking his way were sent flying one after another, and it even reached the old man with a sharp impression like a bamboo skewer who was sitting at the far end.
Thud!
The old man, Ga Mogong, planted his broadsword in front of him and blocked the sharply extending energy.
"You're a really unusual brat!"
The death of Zuo Zimu.
It was not that he, who was an assassin, had died because he was weak.
That brat was too strong.
Ga Mogong, who had realized that fact, reawakened his senses and got up from his seat.
"Retreat!"
Ga Mogong ordered.
The assassins who were blocking Cho Myung's way parted like a torrent of water to the left and right. But Cho Myung did not stop. He shot like a gale towards those who were retreating as if they were running away and poured out indiscriminate punches. One by one, they were sent flying, spewing blood from their faces and chests.
"You brat! Your opponent is this old man!"
"All of them! I'll smash all of them!"
Cho Myung chased after the fleeing assassins and smashed them with one punch.
Since the old man, who was the leader, would not run away anyway, he was thinking of sweeping away the assassins first.
"You brat!"
A roar of anger burst from Ga Mogong. And his broadsword split the space and flew towards Cho Myung, who was moving like a gale.
Thwack!
The hard stone floor was split wide, sending fragnts flying.
But there was no blood.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack, thwack!
"Ugh!"
"Gasp!"
The last words of the assassins burst out from a place a few feet away.
When Ga Mogong turned his head, he saw Cho Myung sending his underlings flying as if they were nothing.
His intention was obvious.
Ga Mogong, whose anger had reached the top of his head.
He raised his broadsword once again.
But he did not move. Instead, he tried to calm his anger by catching his breath.
Before he knew it, there were not many underlings left.
At this rate, there was no way to avoid the wrath of the Heavenly Lord.
'That brat! I must kill him!'
Ga Mogong, who had gritted his teeth, raised his internal energy and prepared himself fully. And he gave a low order.
"Prepare the Four Souls Formation!"
As Ga Mogong's order rang out softly, there were people moving in the darkness.
They were five top-class assassins.
Those whose movents could be felt but could not be seen.
The darkness was a powerful weapon for them.
Cho Myung, who had beaten down and sent all the assassins flying, approached Ga Mogong with a swagger.
Ga Mogong was waiting for Cho Myung with his broadsword lowered.
A murderous aura that was enough to make one's hair stand on end was flowing from his whole body.
Cho Myung approached Ga Mogong in a straight line.
With his two fists clenched.
Two lanterns hanging far behind Ga Mogong.
That was the only light that was facing the darkness.
The surroundings were crushed by darkness.
The front yard that Cho Myung was crossing in a straight line towards Ga Mogong was a space buried in darkness.
But Cho Myung's vision was extrely developed thanks to the Immortal Demonic Aura.
Thwack!
Cho Myung, who suddenly moved one step to the side and stretched out his fist.
A top-class assassin who had been assimilated into the darkness was sent flying, spewing blood.
Ga Mogong's eyebrows twitched once.
The ability of the Immortal Demonic Aura was not just that, and it had even made Cho Myung's sense of sll transcend human limits. And Cho Myung knew well that the sa sll ca from the assassins.
It was the sll of the Guhwa grass that they carried in a sachet to block the approach of dogs with a developed sense of sll in advance. It was to use the fact that dogs hated the sll of Guhwa grass terribly.
Thwack!
When Cho Myung's fist, which had moved again, struck the darkness, another top-class assassin was sent flying without even being able to attack.
At that mont, the remaining three top-class assassins attacked all at once.
Poisonous sand flew, and hidden weapons flew in a bunch. And the top-class assassins quickly circled around Cho Myung. Cho Myung, who had roughly deflected the hidden weapons, felt sothing sharp wrapping around his whole body.
It was like so kind of thread. A thread that did not break easily.
"It's the Shadowless Thread. If you move even a little, it will wound your body, and at that mont, you will lt into a pool of blood from the extre poison of the Shadowless Thread."
Ga Mogong said.
It was a look of 'what are you going to do now?'.
If you look back at the history of the martial world, new stars have always poured out. But among them, only a very small number survived to the end and led the next generation.
Because most of them were eliminated in competition or were eaten in a world of the law of the jungle. And the ones who firmly occupied a place among those who ate the young new stars were the assassins.
Now those assassins had caught another new star. That was Ga Mogong's gaze towards Cho Myung and the top-class assassins.
Cho Myung opened his fist. And he grabbed the strands of the Shadowless Thread that were wrapping around his body and then pulled with all his might.
"Kill him!"
At the sa ti as Ga Mogong's order, the top-class assassins flew their bodies.
It was to cut Cho Myung's body with the Shadowless Thread. Even if they could not cut him, they thought that since they could wound him, Cho Myung's death was inevitable.
But the two top-class assassins were dragged away instead.
Thwack, thwack!
One punch per person.
The top-class assassins who had been dragged were sent flying at the sa ti. And the last remaining top-class assassin. The mont he let go of the Shadowless Thread and turned to Cho Myung.
Grab!
Cho Myung grabbed his face.
Although the top-class assassin stabbed with a sword like an iron skewer, he could not even wound Cho Myung's body.
If you can't kill, you get hit.
Thud!
The secret technique of the Hundred Strikes Art, Heaven's Collapse.
The top-class assassin, whose head was broken on the hard stone floor, went limp.
Cho Myung stood up and turned to Ga Mogong. He untied the Shadowless Thread that was wrapping around his body and threw it away. And then, when he looked, his clothes were sharply cut here and there.
He was angry.
Because it was the martial arts clothes his master had left him.
"Are you immune to all poisons!"
When Cho Myung did not fall and turned to him, Ga Mogong shouted in surprise.
Cho Myung, who was looking at his clothes, lifted his head.
Ga Mogong, who was emitting a murderous aura, was visible.
Now he was the only one left.
As the last person left, he was giving off a stronger feeling than anyone Cho Myung had faced so far. But compared to the Six Orthodox Heavens, he was nothing.
When he had gone to Taean with Tang Xiulian, he had seen the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky from a distance. The presence he had felt from him at that ti was truly enormous. Compared to that, Ga Mogong's aura was really nothing.
"I'll ask you one thing."
"You answer first. What is your identity, and are you really immune to all poisons?"
"Just one thing."
"......!"
"Since you're not a good person, I don't want to be at a disadvantage."
"Your identity! Where on earth did you co from?"
"Fighting Demon Ban Nahan! He is my master. Is that enough? Now I'll ask. Is it fun? Since you're from the Demonic Faction, you do a lot of bad things. Is that fun?"
"Fighting Demon? Are you saying you ca from the Demonic Path?"
"I don't know what the Demonic Path is. Even if I did, I wouldn't answer. Is it fun?"
"Fighting Demon..., Fighting Demon Ban Nahan..."
"Is it fun!"
Cho Myung shouted, telling him to answer his question.
Ga Mogong, who had frowned, stared at Cho Myung with cold eyes.
Because he had never heard the na Fighting Demon Ban Nahan.
Although the appearance of the Fighting Demon had caused a great stir, when you look at the vast martial world, it was just a pebble thrown into a river, limited to a part.
"Did you kill my underlings because it was fun?"
"......!"
"Since they were in my way, I just moved them out of the way."
That's not wrong. In the end, that's what it was.
"Hmph! Seeing that you say you do a lot of bad things because you're from the Demonic Faction, it seems you're confused about the Orthodox and Demonic Factions, so wash your ears and listen well. If there's sothing in your way, the Demonic Faction just moves it out of the way and goes, and the Orthodox Faction compromises and detours because they are concerned about the eyes of others."
"......!"
"If the thing in the way is a person, the Demonic Faction just moves it out of the way and goes. But the Orthodox Faction, even though they want to move it out of the way, they detour because they are concerned about the eyes of those around them. So the inner thoughts of the Orthodox and Demonic Factions are the sa. It's just that they act on it or not. That's why they curse the people of the Orthodox Faction as hypocrites."
"Hypocrites..."
A person who pretends to be good.
When he heard those words, the Six Orthodox Heavens naturally ca to mind.
The world praises them as the sky of the Orthodox Faction. But what they had done to him was not good. It was a heinous act. So it was hypocrisy.
The Six Orthodox Heavens were hypocrites.
It was just to take revenge on them. It was okay to do so. But even if he could take revenge, it was a problem.
Because the world would point its finger at him as a bad person who had brought down the sky of the Orthodox Faction. Not only that, but everyone in the clinic who was with him would also be called bad people.
He could not let that happen.
He could not let his big brothers and sister and grandfather of the clinic be cursed because of him.
The problem was there.
'I'll find a way. I must!'
Cho Myung lifted his head.
Ga Mogong, who was glaring at him with sharp blue eyes, was visible.
"Did you ask if I was immune to all poisons?"
Since he had clearly told him that the Six Orthodox Heavens were hypocrites, he was thinking of answering one more thing.
But Ga Mogong cut him off.
"That's enough. Do you think I was just buying ti for no reason? Two extre poisons have been unleashed on your body. Nevertheless, since you are still fine after all this ti, you must be immune to all poisons or close to it. You monster."
The Shadowless Thread of the top-class assassins and the sword like an iron skewer had each been coated with a different extre poison. Nevertheless, since he was still fine after talking for so long, it was safe to say that he was immune to all poisons.
That ant that he could not be killed by the killing thods of the assassins of the Heaven of Killing Emperors. Just as Zuo Zimu had, the other guardians would also not be able to kill him.
Only he, who was from the Orthodox Faction and had learned orthodox martial arts, not poison and killing techniques, could kill him. In other words, if he killed him, his usefulness as a non-assassin would be properly proven.
"Because of you, I'm about to lose everything. But maybe, if I take your head, the Heavenly Lord might show rcy. So you must die."
Ga Mogong, who had grabbed his broadsword, raised his killing intent.
A murderous aura that began to be emitted explosively made the surrounding air tremble like a storm in the darkness. A killing intent that he would definitely kill was exploding like an active volcano.
Cho Myung, who was watching the scene, was seized by a strong sense of rebellion.
Seeing that he was so easily willing to kill to gain sothing, the image of the Six Orthodox Heavens, who had committed a terrible act on him three years ago, ca to his mind.
"If you're going to kill , I'll kill you too!"
Cho Myung, who shouted at the Six Orthodox Heavens who were not even here, and clenched his fist.
He moved three steps in an instant towards Ga Mogong, who had raised his broadsword high above his head, and then stretched out his clenched fist in a straight line.
Thwack!
The strong qi of the Immortal Demonic Aura was emitted through his fist, creating a thunderous lightning bolt.
At that mont, Ga Mogong swung down his reddishly shining broadsword with the montum of splitting heaven and earth.
Thwack!
In the roar that struck the eardrums, Ga Mogong was sent flying back with a huge shock and was thrown into the wall of the pavilion. But he imdiately broke through the wall and ca out, and once again unfolded the saber technique of splitting heaven and earth.
Thwack!
With a roar, Ga Mogong was sent flying once again.
The strong qi of the Immortal Demonic Aura was overflowing in Cho Myung's fist. The Immortal Demonic Aura was properly responding to his explosive anger.
A night with deep darkness.
The pavilions of the Evil Family Fortress, which had been located on one side of the land of Guiyang, collapsed.
When the fight that had lasted for an hour was over, a person ca out of the main gate of the Evil Family Fortress, walking with a swagger.
It was Cho Myung.
Cho Myung stopped in front of the corpses of Yi Zhongshan, Guan Pyo, and Yu Yeosang. And then, after standing blankly for a while, as the cold rain began to pour down even more fiercely, he said in an agitated voice.
"It's not cool at all. To die like this... it's really not right. I won't be like this. Why do my big brothers have to die? Why on earth! I don't like it. I won't die like this. I'll sohow beco stronger and kill them. If the whole world tries to kill , I'll kill the world. I'll beco that cruel. I won't be a good child anymore. Never, never again."
A cold rain that would make an ordinary person shiver fell endlessly on Cho Myung's head. It was a rain that was enough to fill the darkness.
(End of Chapter)
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