Chapter 571

Episode 571 Those who protect, those who kill (5)“Huh! “Huh!”

Hang Gyeong-sa’s body was covered in blood.

Neither Heavenly Dragon’s magic nor Army’s martial arts worked. She was able to block all of Ungeuk’s devastating martial arts attacks, but even that was meaningless as another teenage expert level strongman took part.

The pantomime’s cheeks twitched.

“You spoiled brat! “Who dared to interfere in someone else’s game?”

Ma Dong-pil silenced him with one word.

“If you want to win, do it only after the Iron Blood Fortress falls.”

It meant not to take pride in war.

Ungeuk was also something I didn’t know about. But I am angry because my assistant is Ma Dong-pil.

He has not yet forgotten the humiliation in the East Sea. He was obviously weaker than himself, but he received a surprise blow and looked ugly.

Moreover, Ma Dong-pil remained on the front line until the end and blocked this side’s attack.

This was not possible simply because the martial arts were strong. It was a task that required unimaginable mental strength and excellent senses.

I can tolerate falling behind in martial arts. But I couldn’t bear to lose my mind.

Aside from everything else, Ma Dong-pil’s firm prayer and expressionless face strangely touched the heart of the drama.

“These!”

A terrible sign of death appeared in the eyes of Hang-gyeong Sa-tae.

Surprisingly, the brutality was so severe that it surprised Eongeuk and Ma Dong-pil.

“How dare you flirt with me, the master of wood power?!”

Quang! Quaaaang! Kwaaaaang!

It seemed like he was putting all his effort into it. Countless vines sprouted from the ground in an area of about twenty square meters in all directions.

Ma Dong-pil’s eyes sparkled.

“Avoid.”

“what?”

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Blood-red flames burned from the black blood demon sword.

Ungeuk’s face hardened. This is because the heat rising from the black long sword, which felt ominous just by looking at it, was truly enormous.

‘This guy is sure.’

The rising heat spread throughout Ma Dong-pil’s whole body, making it seem as if he was seeing a human being engulfed in flames.

‘I’m stronger than before.’

Ma Dong-pil opened his mouth.

“A wall of regional degradation.”

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Puff puff puff!

Hang-gyeongsang’s mouth dropped open in shock.

I pushed my Blood Tree Goddess to its limit and pulled out the toughest and strongest vines, but the flames spewed out by the strange devil who had suddenly entered the war were burning all the vines.

“this person!”

Wood fire.

Trees are vulnerable to fire. In fact, I came here to use the law of opposites to bury the Iron Blood Castle,

but I never expected that someone who had mastered the magic arts of extreme yang to this level would appear.

‘no.’

While making destructive plans, I thought about the anti-aircraft situation.

‘This guy is a master of extreme magic. I don’t even know what the limit is. If this guy wanders around all over Mokgeukdaejin, the whole work could go to waste.’

That shouldn’t have happened.

Hang Gyeong-sae was a person who learned the Celestial Dragon Art more deeply than anyone else solely for the great cause of eradicating the Sect.

Now that we were on the verge of achieving that dream, we couldn’t ruin the operation with just one variable like that.

“It’s bizarre.”

Hang-gyeong Sa-tae looked at Ma Dong-pil in surprise.

Ma Dong-pil’s mouth opened. Every time I exhaled and opened my mouth, blue flames poured out. Firepower is becoming more intense.

“If you think about it, it is natural for you to react this way. You don’t have enough real power to handle us.

Therefore, rather than increasing the total power of power, we have no choice but to choose the path of devastating the region with opposing forces.”

“What bullshit!”

“But what you do will hold you back.”

Crumbling!

The powerful firearm created a fire dragon on Ma Dong-pil’s head.

It was the flame-blooded fire dragon of the Old Demon Lord.

“You killed too many people who had nothing to do with this fight.”

Kwaaaaang!

The fire dragon roared and was launched towards Hang-gyeong-sa.

The anti-aircraft situation shouted.

“Activate Jin!”

Fuuuuuuu! Quang!

Countless vines and tree trunks sprouted up, blocking the fire dragon’s path.

But it was only a stopgap measure. The flame-blooded fire dragon is at the peak of its fire power, so there is no way it can withstand even a tough vine with dense wood energy.

However, in an emergency situation, that moment was enough.

Faaagh!

Even with a blood-covered body, he performs amazing magic. This was because the wounds sustained so far were rapidly healed with the Blood Demon God.

‘Okay, follow me.’

I couldn’t help but hope for an anti-aircraft situation.

‘I’m willing to be the bait. If only I could blow up the Iron Blood Fortress…!’

For a moment her eyes widened.

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Behind the vine that was swallowed up by the Flame-blooded Fire Dragon and turned to ashes.

Ma Dong-pil’s figure was moving away. Rather than being crushed by yourself, you are actually moving in the opposite direction.

hook.

Hang Gyeong-sana looked to the right.

Before she knew it, the pantomime was within a stone’s throw of her.

The panhandle grumbled softly.

“It looks like it’s about to swallow crushed prey.”

“this guy!!”

“noisy!”

Whoa!

The spear of the panhandle pierced the heart of Hang-gyeong Sa-tae.

Wow!

The anti-Gyeong incident took hold of the pandemonium.

Wooooow.

Ungeuk frowned. He saw the heart of the anti-Gyeong incident that he had pierced being restored at an alarming speed.

‘Bizarre things.’

Since you have mastered such a bizarre study, you do not know fear.

Since you don’t know fear, your judgment is leisurely and late. They resort to such strange tactics because they have forgotten the world of fierce competition where lives are at stake in a split second.

The anti-aircraft situation shouted.

“Even if you kill me, it’s over for you! Jin has already activated…!”

bang!

Ungeuk’s explosive kick blew off the head of Hang-gyeong Sa-tae.

“Recover this too, you damn bitch.”

* * *

“Keuung.”

The Neungjeokban frowned.

That wasn’t all. The other three experts also looked embarrassed.

“Is that all?”

Wooooow.

It’s different from the color of the flame, different from the color of blood.

The appearance of Song Zheng Baek, standing with a strange red energy spreading like fog, was truly like that of a martial god.

‘strong.’

Neungjeokban’s cheeks trembled.

‘Is the gap this big even though we are all teenagers at the same level?!’

Surajje remittance bag.

He was an absolute powerhouse, one of the Three Emperors of the Central Plains, and the leader of the Sapa martial arts faction.

It is enough to be worthy of the title of emperor.

However, that may be because his position or the achievements he achieved are great, not because there is a big difference in actual military power.

The Neungjeokban thought so. No, most of the top teenage players who are not the Central Three Emperors would think that way.

Wrong.

Song Sang-baek’s martial arts skills were so great that he was not far behind even against four teenage masters. If there were two, it was a sure defeat. Even if there were three, it was difficult to determine victory or defeat.

Fortunately, there were four of us, so we had the upper hand, but even that wasn’t easy.

Grumbling.

“Hmm.”

Song Ji-baek wiped away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

‘As expected, it’s a bit overwhelming.’

He has not yet reached as deep as Xiliang.

However, in the process of eliminating the Heavenly Dragon Flag, I realized the principle of shape controlling space. If I hadn’t realized that, I would have been defeated long ago.

Of course, now was not the time to relax.

‘But why am I so relaxed?’

The people of the castle and the warriors are dying in countless numbers.

As the leader of the Iron Blood Castle, I was filled with extreme anger. However, even though I was so angry, I had some composure.

Song Sang-baek couldn’t figure out why he was so relaxed.

Paaaaang!

King Gwon (拳王) Guk-gwang (菊狂) was defeated.

Buuuuung.

The power of ten thousand pounds was imbued in the fist that was thrown out.

‘It’s amazing power.’

Song Sang-baek could not help but be impressed by Guk-gwang’s power.

A power that comes tearing through the air. At first glance, it seems like an honest blow, but it is surrounded by a defense barrier to prevent the opponent from dodging.

It is impossible to tie an opponent with this kind of complex internal attack operation using an ordinary mind. He had the strength of a bear and the head of a fox.

Ugh!

Guk-gwang’s fist hit in vain. Zheng Zhongbaek’s hand pushed his forearm away.

It was a very natural move.

The ultimate blow that could even shatter Mount Tai was missed by a single blow that was not imbued with great destructive power or mysterious logic, but was simply infinitely soft.

Papa papang!

With Guk-Kwang pushed out, the remaining three masters began to join forces.

Flash!

The sword of the Heavenly Dao King, Demon Geuk, cut down the shadow.

Kwarung!

King Neungjeokban’s kick caused a storm.

Whoa!

The Sea Dragon King Kwak Mu-tae’s scimitar sword shook heaven and earth.

It was a terrifying combination of the strongest masters in the world.

Regardless of the power of each individual’s martial arts, they formed a formation with no gaps and were pushing for money.

Paaang!

Song Sang-baek’s body moved like a dragon cutting through the water.

Fit! Yikes!

The gongryongpo was torn here and there. The experience of infiltration split my skin and shook my bones.

‘What a disaster.’

Indeed, if you become that expert, most of your tricks will be discovered quickly.

They attack from all directions at the same time to counter Zhong Zhen Baek’s incredible divine skill, which dominates space and renders all attacks ineffective.

The seasons of completely different martial arts, with different ranges and speeds of destructive power, work together exquisitely.

‘then.’

Zheng Zhongbaek’s eyes sparkled.

Burbubbubbuk!

“omg!”

“Oops!”

The Death Kings staggered and retreated all at once.

Neungjeokban growled.

“What a monster!”

The body of the retreating Death King was filled with the true energy of the Bloody Monster Dragon Lord here and there. I hurriedly used my internal energy to block the infiltrator, but that alone was enough to cause significant internal injuries.

It was the highest level of box fighting technique of dark ghost fighting. Instead of dealing with power with force, dig in with technique and use the double-multiple technique. It was a move that showed off Sang Geum-baek’s practical sense.

Rumbling.

Blood flowed from the corner of Zhong Zheng Baek’s mouth again. His complexion was pale, and his shimmering spirit was shaking uneasily.

He delivered one blow at a time with excellent practical sense, but he also had to endure considerable internal injuries.

Your master’s attack itself created an unimaginable amount of pressure, so just blocking it was enough to shake things up inside.

‘It doesn’t work either.’

I thought it would be a long game, so I tried to tie them down with minimal effort.

But now I realize. It can’t go on like this.

At that moment, Song Sang-baek realized that even if he had to endure extreme exhaustion of internal energy, he would have to fight against all odds.

Chaaaaang!

Taecheon, a giant sword, was finally held in the hands of Song Zheng Baek.

hook.

As soon as he pulled out his sword, the flowing essence became as hard as steel.

The Neungjeokban shouted.

“Be careful! “He drew his sword!”

Zheng Zhongbaek smiled faintly.

“Do you think knowing that would change the outcome?”

“Shut up!”

“You can never catch me.”

Crumbling!

An illusion of a black dragon arose above Taecheon Sword.

It was a dark dragon free sword. Finally, Song Zhongbaek brought out the strongest season.

bang!

Guk-kwang stepped forward.

Fuuuuuuu!

He raises his strength with all his might and unleashes explosive power. It was the most powerful season of the National Light, Pengcheongwangmagwon (崩天狂魔拳).

It was not only the remittances that did not bring out the real season. When he realized that his opponent had finally made up his mind, Death King also brought out his strongest martial arts attack.

Murderousness emanated from Song Zheng Baek’s eyes.

Quang!

With a single strike of the Dark Dragon Musang Sword, the wind of the Gwangma Fist exploded.

Flash!

Guk-kwang’s eyes widened.

Since he delivered the first blow, I thought he would naturally attack me first. But before we knew it, Song Zhengbaek had appeared in the rear room of the neungjeokban and was brandishing his sword.

“Avoid!!”

It was then.

Rumbling!

Suddenly, a huge earthquake occurred.

Fit!

Taecheongeom scratched Neungjeokban’s shoulder and passed by. Neungjeokban’s feet grazed the long cloth of the money transfer bag.

Googoo googung! Kugugoogung!

An earthquake struck without any sign, shaking the heavens and earth.

It was an incredibly strong earthquake. Even those who were teenage experts had a hard time keeping their balance.

Zhong Zhenbaek looked towards the west with startled eyes.

“This Magi?!”