Often, when powerful people think of the owner of a thousand-year-old castle, they think of a crazy, blood-drunk murderer.

Actually, it wasn’t that wrong.

However, it wasn’t the same, at least the thousand-year-old killers didn’t go berserk like mad dogs and bite at the sight of blood.

Even the appearance of a blood-crazed homicidal maniac is actually an illusion deliberately adopted by past masters of the past thousand years.

Since the rare angels who appear rarely ever meet each other, they decided that it would be okay for individuals to use it as a way to hide themselves, so they used it.

Rather, these killers are closer to meticulous murderers.

Thanks to this, Cheong also received the energy of a thousand years of life, and now his spirit has become clearer.

The first thought that came to mind was bitter reflection.

Why didn’t I think it was strange?

What kind of absolute magic shield is self-defense?

Is it possible to perfectly absorb all shocks without using a new superconducting shock dispersion material?

Cheong, who knew that superconductivity meant something like 1100%, looked at the superconductor with the thoughts of a social science major.

In the first place, it wasn’t a question of sword energy versus strength.

If he had been hit that hard, his flesh would have burst in one place, bruised, and even cracked in his bones.

The eyes that had lost their luster due to indifferent coldness quietly reflected Cho Gwak’s appearance.

It seems like he has completely lost his senses.

Well, it’s actually more convenient, right?

My heart is hot, my head is cold.

This is something that all teachers in the world say at least once, but it is actually difficult for even the person himself to keep it.

If you lose your mind and are caught with murderous intent, you become honest.

With your eyes only looking at the right place and your body following without any tricks, you end up like a fool obsessed only with slaughtering the enemy.

Cheong welcomed Cho Gwak with a much more relaxed mind.

The tip of the stabbing sword swings left and right and splits into three shapes, one aimed at the neck and heart, and one curved diagonally towards the waist.

As I step on the wrong foot, twist my pelvis, and pull my spine back, a fierce wind hits the front of my neck, and my chest tingles!

evil! Lady, you got cut again.

Still, with one attack remaining, the back of Cheong’s hand touched the side of the cutting blade and gently pushed it to change its direction.

Cho Gwak’s body was thrown outward along the blade.

As Cheong swung to the left and swung his sword, the club, made of steel, cut through the air behind his knees.

puck!

When you hit your knee, your knee bounces and flies forward.

Cho Gwak fell to his knees and then rolled over and fell.

Cheong did not follow, but quietly exhaled and followed Cho Gwak’s appearance with his eyes.

There was no damage at all just now.

weird. How can you not be shocked at all?

However, would a master of fireworks get hurt or break just by rolling around a little?

It rolls around, but as it recoils, it jumps up and runs into the ground again.

“kill! Four years! “I will kill you!”

joy. Who cares?

Cheong snorted and kicked the ground backwards.

Because the other person followed suit and lost his senses, it became much easier to deal with him.

Originally, the reason Cheong opened his mouth every time was because he was aiming for that.

Of course, it was also thanks to Cheong’s cold sense of reason.

However, it didn’t feel strange because he thought he was normal in his natural gray state.

I just thought that after being constantly beaten and getting cut twice, I was starting to get used to that sword technique.

Cheong pushed Boksinjeok straight and struck Cho Gwak’s blade rest.

As a twisting force acts at the starting point of the sword path, the herbivore loses its direction, shakes, and ends up caught.

Then, he blocks the clawing assistant with his forearm, and, ah! Fuck! It’s hot! After kicking his shin as hard as he could with his toe, his head was thrown forward.

Bokshinjeok draws an afterimage and stabs Chogwak in the back of the head!

Cho Gwak slipped on his face, drawing long strokes across the front yard of the party house.

And as Cheong watched Cho Gwak suddenly wake up, he continued to devise vicious schemes.

If I just tire myself out like this, it should be fine.

My strength is not infinite, so how much longer can I endure if I radiate strength like that and use strong self-defense techniques?

But what if you come to your senses?

‘Hehe. ‘I lost.’ If you declare defeat and take me out, can I catch you and kill you?

Then it won’t work.

What other tools are there that I can use?

Tathagata kidney? You die so comfortably. Put it on hold for now.

Black assassin? Even minor magic attacks don’t work.

Obligation to take off soup? I don’t think the guy with the rolled-up eyes will give a damn about taking off some clothes.

Checking what Cheong had, he stretched out his sword towards Cho Gwak, who rushed at him again.

Baekpalsura sword, Cheoneung Nakchae.

As the image of a hawk snatching a rabbit, the extended tip of the sword pushed Cho Gwak’s shoulder, the starting point of the sword was distorted and the sword’s path was drawn far away.

At that time, I tie my ankles and hit the ground with the anti-gravity principle of the Wolnyeo Walk.

The candle went down in a parabolic curve.

Meanwhile, Salseong, who had not stopped thinking, suddenly stretched the corners of his mouth.

The moment Cheong’s chest was severely cut, it was Choi Lyon who immediately took a stance and tried to jump out.

But that was all, he stopped after taking the stance to give Kang-hwan a punch.

This was because the aspect of life and death had completely changed.

Only Dannan, who had a poor sense of perspective, stamped his feet and clung to the head of Taesang.

“Wow, how can I help me, my grandfather, and Cheong-ah?”

“We’ll just have to wait and see. From the looks of it, it doesn’t seem like a major injury. Above all, huh. “I wish I could ask how the godmother raises her students.”

“What is it, it’s bleeding, it’s bleeding…” … !”

However, once again, it was Cho Gwak who fell apart after several close matches.

It got up and started running again, but it looked ugly to anyone looking at it because it was being thrown far away, rolled around, twisted and pushed around.

“Isn’t that our Cheong-ah winning? But what should I do, P? “I got hurt.”

“The child knows how to completely break down and use plant food, and his mind is clear enough to see and respond to attacks. “It’s not an achievement you can achieve at that age.”

Originally, herbivorous training was one thing, training continuously and learning that way.

In order for the martial arts learned in this way to have proper power, it was necessary to adopt the correct posture and form that was familiar to the body.

However, is it possible for it to work properly in actual combat, where even a single speck of dust acts as a variable?

However, once you gain experience and understand the principle itself through practice, you reach the stage where you can break out any part and use it freely.

However, in the case of Cheong, it was eaten completely raw.

It is not that they know how to break down herbivores and use them, but what was stuck in their heads in the first place were completely decomposed herbivores.

Moreover, their physical abilities are beyond their limits.

Strength, balance, flexibility, and even physical strength have already developed beyond humans, so the scene drawn in one’s mind using grass-fed techniques is realized in the most ideal form.

“But that guy is fine.”

“Isn’t it just a loud noise and not a gentle slap? “It seems to me that he is training with an expert in the flower world.”

The Taesang family was doing well, but then made a mistake.

If Cheong heard it, it was something that even Grandpa Dok would have questioned whether he had become senile.

In the meantime, I must say that Cho Gwak, who has already fallen more than ten times and still can’t come to his senses, is also amazing.

That’s because she was a girl around my daughter’s age and had been rolling around on the floor for a long time unable to do anything, so her anger would only grow and not decrease.

As a result, harsh thoughts, anxious eyes, and dirty whispers gradually spread among the subordinates of the Geumui Committee.

Honestly, it’s ugly.

It was in the meantime.

Suddenly, instead of running towards Cho Gwak, he stood tall and opened his eyes with a surprised expression.

“Princess Ha-ryeon? How come in a place like this… … .”

And every time he opened his mouth, it was a series of nonsense.

“No, how can you do it in a place like this?”

“You have to protect your body, your body.”

“No, no. Me too, me too.”

“Princess, no, Cheohye! “Hye-ah!”

Then, gasping sounds erupted here and there from the side where the government troops stood.

Princess Ha-ryeon is literally a princess.

And Princess Ha-ryeon’s name is not Ha-ryeon.

Ha-ryeon is not a name, but merely a nickname given by the emperor.

The royal family’s real name is something so noble that a person would commit a sin against heaven just by saying it.

So, since he could not dare to call her by her first name, it was the emperor’s solemn consideration to call her Ha-ryeon.

Nevertheless, the name of the royal family was uttered in broad daylight on a land filled with countless people, and it was a terrible sin that cannot be described as blasphemous.

Even the martial arts people, who knew the royal family like a local drum, did not dare to mention the royal family’s real name.

Cho Gwak’s travels did not stop here.

Suddenly, he throws away the knife, pulls his waist belt, unfastens his belt, and roughly pulls down his pants.

He stood upright, as if showing off to everyone, and put his hands in the air and waved his hips wildly.

“haha! Is it good? A bitch who is the princess of a country is truly lewd! Cheohye, you bitch!”

To exaggerate a bit, the sound of blood escaping seemed to resound as loudly as thunder.

The government officials all lost their blood, their faces were pale and white, and their eyes were trembling.

“You said you were a princess, but you turned out to be a very useless prostitute! Isn’t this hole very herbal! Even if you fuck in the air, you’ll feel better than this, you bitch!”

That’s because you’re actually fucking in the air.

Everyone just swallowed those thoughts inside.

“You can’t tighten it right now! You fucking bitch! How dare you mess around with this old man! What a princess! “Are you saying that Ha-ryeon was the master of prostitution?!”

As he continued to strike the air with one arm, it was such a catastrophe that he could not open his eyes and see.

He was even so engrossed that he was just busy shaking his hips while carefully approaching Cheong and picking up the thrown away sword.

Cheong pushed all of Jinki into his sword blade.

Once again, the multi-colored sword energy exploded with brilliant light.

The blue trampled the ground, creating a hollow hole.

Jin-gak, filled with incredible power, extended from the sole of the foot to the ankle, through the knee and waist, and a thrust like a flash of lightning penetrated Cho Gwak’s lower abdomen.

Although it may be an illusion, it seems that self-defense measures are invalid during a major mission.

Nevertheless, the sword blade, which could not withstand the resistance as if it were stabbing steel, snapped.

Is there any way a knife could go into a guy with a body like this and wearing self-defense equipment?

Is it some kind of special external attack?

Is this the Geumgang Buddha statue that I only heard about?

Cho Gwak, whose back and stomach were pierced by a broken blade, looked up at Cheong in disbelief.

“princess? why… … ”

Even if Danjeon becomes a skewer, the medicinal effect appears to still be the same.

After all, if it seems like poisoning can be cured by being stabbed, what good is the antidote?

Instead of a needle, I’ll give you one stab at a time.

Instead of answering, Cheong took in a breath and screamed.

“How dare you insult the princess!! I can’t stand it!! dare!! Who was it? Yes, Princess Sulyeon!!! No disrespect! I hate lese majeste! “Sinners should be eunuchs!”

At the same time, Cheong’s kick penetrated Cho Gwak’s crotch.

Boom! With a loud noise like a wall collapsing, Cho Gwak’s body rose up to a height of one and a half feet into the sky, then fell and rolled on the floor.

This time I definitely felt it.

It was the vivid sensation of the pubis on both sides of the pelvis in front and the base of the coccyx on the back being completely shattered into powder.

Above all, the feeling of the flesh being crushed and crushed between the pelvis and the top of the foot was satisfying, truly satisfying.