Torso (2)

 

Mu Jin, who had been keeping a close eye on the sword of Yun Xiangyuan, was about to move his body.

Pot!

Seasoned Yunhyang Wonju hit the player·

Before he knew it, the sword of Yun Xiang Yuanju flew into the air, and the sword cavity that wrapped around Yun Xiangyuan's sword flew at great speed, slicing through Mu Jin's golden ball like silken tofu.

Spatula!

Mujin hurriedly threw himself this time around, but there was no doubt that a sword wound appeared on his body.

'Ugh...'

I managed to clench my teeth and endure the pain, but the wound on my sword cavity came out of the sharp pain as if it had been burned.

"Thanks to the gold ball, you won't be hit all at once."

It was torn apart like silken tofu, but the ball was buying him a moment.

This saved him from narrowly missing his entire limb. Instead, a long sword wound was appearing on his body.

‘··· Should I just protect the vital points and dig in?"

When you are thinking of the number of the Six Bone Brigade in order to deal with the masters who are several levels above you.

Suddenly, a silvery trail flew from behind towards Yunhyang Yuan.

"Chisel · You seem to have a terrible hobby of bullying children."

It was the intervention of the Dark King.

Mu Jin knew what he had to do the moment the Dark King caught Yun Xiangyuan's gaze and moved.

That is, to catch the black man who ambushed the Tang Evil.

But the black man had once again concealed himself with his mysterious martial arts.

Even though I raised my qi to find the black man, I couldn't get caught by Mujin's qi.

If they couldn't find any trace of the Black Coat as they had done before, they might be ambushed again.

"Phew"

That's why Mujin focused his mind.

Forget the noise of the clash between the Dark King and Yunhyang Wonju nearby, forget the pain of the cut wound from Yunhyang Wenju's sword steel, and concentrate on finding the traces of the Black Righteous Man for a moment.

Mujin, who had been sitting like a scarecrow, suddenly flew in with a fierce bankruptcy bulletin towards somewhere.

It wasn't that he had found the location of the black man by his senses. I just found the slightest trace.

The traces are tiny bloodstains. Bloodstains that had not appeared a moment ago suddenly appeared.

"It's blood from the wounds inflicted by the Dark King!"

But even as he flew towards the bloodstain, there was nothing to be caught by Mujin's vision and senses.

Nonetheless, Mujin swung his hands violently at the place where the bloodstain had formed.

It wasn't an attack he swung in the hope of reaching his opponent, who was hiding in ignorance.

Fit!

No, the attack was just a waste of time in the first place. Wounds caused by the sword force of Yunhyang Column· It was a trick to sprinkle the blood that flowed from the wound.

And some of the blood that flew into the air was strangely obscured by the darkness and floated around...

"Gotcha!!"

As if there was no reason to delay, Mujin shouted his hand into the blood-stained darkness.

At the same time, a dagger with translucent sword qi burst out of the darkness, parrying Mujin's fist.

However, as soon as he threw out his dagger, perhaps his stealth was broken, and the figure of the black man finally began to be captured by Mujin's vision.

"Hide again!"

Saying so, Mujin pushed the black man violently, as if he would never let him hide.

An offensive that ignored defense as if it had put everything on the line. It was Mujin who rushed in without even using a magic shield to concentrate his bet only on light attacks and attacks.

The black-robed man swooped into Mujin's chest, which was completely defenseless, and let out a dagger.

Spatula!

And the moment the black man dug into Mujin's chest with a dagger.

"I got it..."

Mujin's superior, who offered his boobs, grabbed both cheeks of the black man.

Crack and Fall

The reason why he dared to stop the operation of the gold ball ball and chase the black man by exposing the gaps in his chest. It was to catch the black man off guard.

"I can't miss it again..."

It wasn't just about the black man hiding himself.

It was because of what I had been through through the Padobang and the Taeulmun Heavenly Stream.

Those insane black curtain forces were madmen who would kill themselves if they thought they were wrong.

That's why he wanted to catch his opponent off guard so that he wouldn't try to kill himself.

Mujin pressed the maw that grabbed the black man's cheeks, and the black man's mouth was forced open.

And Mu Jin wasted no time in stretching out his left hand and putting it in the black man's mouth. It was to extract the self-determination that must have been tucked away somewhere in his mouth.

He was covered in a black robe and his face was covered with a mask, so he was a little sad, but when he forced his cheeks to open his mouth, his face was revealed, and he finally realized that the man in black was a woman.

Come to think of it, the Dark King had described the Black Man as a from the time he was first ambushed, so it could be said that the old man had a lot of eyeballs.

Pot!

Immediately after Mu Jin pulled out the small poison pouch that had been stuck in his mouth in an instant.

"Where?"

The black man tried to kill himself with the dagger that stabbed Mujin in the chest, but his arms were grabbed by Mujin's hands.

"Sleep for a while..."

Puck!

With his arms blocked, he raised his knees and slashed the black man's abdomen, and then slammed the back of the black man's neck with the capital.

Further, just in case, he took the last point of the demon blood and completely captivated it, and only then did Mujin turn his gaze to the side.

There, the Dark King and Yunhyang Wonju were in a life-and-death battle.

"Damn..."

enough, the Dark King was being pushed back.

'Damn Inspiration· Whenever you step out with confidence..."

If the Dark King were defeated over there, his own life would be in danger.

Before that, I thought I'd rather get involved in the battle, but if I didn't get involved in a confrontation between masters of that size, I might end up being a self-inflicted enemy.

So take a moment to scrutinize the confrontation to find an opening.

It didn't take long for Mujin to realize why the Dark King was being pushed away.

'I've run out of memorization!'

Unlike the first time, the Dark King took out the memorization from his sleeve or clothes and threw it away, but instead kicked the remnants of the hall he had destroyed and used it as memorization.

In the process, I picked up the memorization that had fallen to the floor and occasionally took out a few memorization items from my sleeve that I had left for emergencies, but it certainly didn't feel like it was enough compared to the first time I started memorizing it.

"I wondered where all that memorization had been from the time I wrote the Tianhua Rain, but..."

Even if I tried my best to hide it in my clothes, there seemed to be a limit to the number of it.

'Crazy Inspiration· If there is a limit to the number, I shouldn't have used it in the first place!"

It was a situation where there was a lot of swearing, but swearing doesn't solve the situation. In this case, it's better to move quickly and do something.

Mu Jin carried the black man lying on the ground on his shoulders and quickly swept through the Yunhyang Garden to avoid the duel Yunhyang Yuan and the Dark King.

Shun· Shun· Sreaw·

In the process, he picked up a series of small pieces of metal from the ruined ruins of the hall, as well as the memorization that the Dark King had thrown at him.

After rummaging through a few rubble and finding dozens of memorizations, Mujin gathered them all in one place and looked at the Dark King and Yunhyang Wenju, who were still in pursuit.

In the meantime, the Dark King's clothes were torn here and there, and blood stains were spreading.

I felt like I had to pass on the memorization as soon as possible, but the problem was how I could get involved in such a high-level battle.

"There's more to it than intimidation to get attention."

But the problem is that those crazy guys are the ones who are trying to kill themselves to destroy evidence. Killing a black man cannot be a threat. So·

"Dark King! Take your time! Now that I have captured this woman, I will return to the Tang family to interrogate her and find out the identity of the authors!"

On the other hand, it was enough to threaten to torture the black man alive.

– I hid them under the eaves of the rubble on the right.

At the same time as the threat, Mujin told the Dark King the location of the memorization with a telephonic sound, and then began to flee to the other side.

"Yes man!"

Perhaps Mujin's threat worked, Yunhyang Wenju, who had been pushing the Dark King for a long time, moved to chase Mujin.

휭!

Mu Jin hurriedly flew at the chill coming from behind him, and the sword qi from Yun Xiangyuan sliced past where Mu Jin had been.

If he had been alone, he would have believed in the efficacy of the Golden Ball and the Jade Ball and would have rushed forward ignoring them, but the problem was that he was a black man on his shoulders.

Yun Xiangyuan blatantly aimed at the black man and threw his sword qi at him, and Mu Jin had no choice but to fly his body around or smash the sword qi with his remaining hand.

Unfortunately, while there was a difference in the realm, he even dodged the attack, and Mujin was caught up by Yunhyang Yuan in an instant.

"Die!!"

Perhaps he was worried about the dark king who would chase him from behind, Yun Xiangyuan squirted his sword steel with all his might, swinging his sword at Mu Jin.

'Damn it...'

Even with his own body, it is difficult to avoid the sword force of Yunhyang Yuanju, and the burden of being a black man is carried on his shoulders.

Mu Jin squeezed his inner ball to the limit, strengthened the gold ball ball, and threw his body hard.

Anyway, it's a gold ball that grinds like silken tofu, but I thought that if I increased the thickness, I would be able to buy a little more time.

Thanks to this, Mujin and the black-robed man managed to avoid being cut in two by a dagger.

Spatula!

Wounds piled up on Mujin's body and the black man's body incessantly.

"That's it!!"

The moment Yunhyang Wenju was about to swing his sword again to finish off such a martial arts.

Pot!

A shower of silvery meteors swept into the flank of Yunhyang Column.

"You've survived me... Baby· Chimp and Down..."

While Mujin was stalling for time, Tang Ak, who had memorized the memorization, had chased him.

Tang Ak sent a shot at Yunhyang Wonju, who had dodged the memorization he threw at him, this time kicking up the wreckage on the floor.

"It would be dangerous if the Shaolin Divine Dragon escaped while being captured by the Dark King."

After lightly brushing off the debris sent by Tang Ak, Yun Xiang Wenju unleashed his divine technique and rushed at Tang Ak.

Anyway, he's almost out of memorization...

It was a bold move that was made because of such a calculation. Of course, I wasn't completely caught off guard.

'Old man· I'm sure I've left a few memorizations for the last move."

After blocking that one shot, he finishes off the Dark King and immediately chases after the Shaolin Divine Dragon. That was the original plan.

This was the handshake he chose because he didn't know that Mujin had collected the Dark King's memorizations.

The moment when Yunhyang Wonju approached Tang Ak within a long distance. The momentum of the party has completely changed.

At the same time, the Dark King thrust his hands into his robe and began to pull out the memorization and throw it away.

"What?!"

The number was far beyond Yunhyang's expectations.

Once again, dozens of memorization began to erupt from the Dark King's hands at the same time.

It's not just a one-time thing, it's continuously.

Feast of the Tang Family· It was the moment when the Tianhua Rain unfolded again. This time, it's only for one person, Yunhyang Wonju.

Looking at the scene, Mu Jin sobbed inwardly.

‘··· If I had done it, I would have been arranged for a real thing."

The first one was ridiculous, but the second one was even more amazing.

Perhaps it was because he aimed at a single person, but it wasn't like the first time that the memorization that was thrown in succession reached at the same time.

Instead, dozens of memorizations were all flying in different paths.

Some fly forward, some sideways.

Even though it wasn't exactly reflected in Mujin's eyes, there were times when it flew up into the sky under the cover of darkness, and then the dark qi spun and burrowed into Yun Xiangyuan's back.

Certainly, in terms of power, Wantianhua was a ridiculous feat.

The only problem is that after writing, there is no memorization left.