Misreading (3)

 

The old man of the Fortune Telling Sect was about to shout something.

"How dare the savages know who we are! The Thunder Naked Bastards of Shaolin right now..."

But he picked the wrong person.

"Urauraura!!"

As soon as the opponent's words became a little longer, the Beast Archer began to swing his fists.

"Yikes!! You bloody savage!!"

An old man with blood on his forehead tried to stop the beast archer's attack.

"Uhhh

They are often pushed back by the endless barrage of beast archers.

"Help the Elder!"

"Kill the despicable savages!!"

It was only then that the divination sect swordsmen rushed towards the Beast Archer.

"Kill !!"

"Kiyooooo!!oo

Similarly, the warriors of the Beast Palace, whose eyes had been turned away, also charged at the enemy.

Of course, their eyes were turned away, and they didn't dare to move just for the fortune tellers.

The Germans of the Five-Poison Gate and the Unmanned Men of the Divine Heaven were also their targets.

"Let's go, too..."

"Honor!"

It was followed by the Nine Yang Clans and the Red Tiger Brigade.

"It's time to punish you!"

"For the Lord of the Palace!!"

The Sun Signs also rushed forward like cultists.

It was the beginning of a dog fight.

As many factions gathered to fight a war, there were no proper strategies and tactics or orderly movements.

However, it is fortunate that there was a uniform outfit for each faction, so there were "less" disasters of attacks between allies.

In the course of fierce fighting, it was not uncommon for attacks at the enemy to miss and be hit by allies.

And the person who specialized the most in this kind of dog fight was, after all, Mujin.

"Aa

Mujin, who was moving with a golden ball in his hands, had no other slaughter tank.

What if your opponent tries hard to block your attack by swinging your sword?

Smash your sword and explode your head·

Even if the weapon is not a sword but a sword or a spear, the result is the same.

On the contrary, the martial artist who practiced the technique was even more miserable.

"Aaa

The man's legs bent at a strange angle as he collided with Mujin, and he stumbled across the floor with a scream.

Of course, it was not the enemy who was most dangerous in such a large-scale war.

Visor!

When a piece of a broken weapon flies from a collision between weapons.

"Smell?"

Or an attack from behind due to a friendly mistake was the most dangerous variable.

Visor!

These stories were meaningless to Mu Jin, who had stretched out the ball of gold ball and trained his skin with the ball of jade gold.

As long as it wasn't for a strong attack, he couldn't even hurt Mujin now.

Mujin's way of fighting seemed to mistake the location.

He was not a martial artist, but a knight in a full-plate mail of the Western Middle Ages.

However, even such an article had its weaknesses.

"Hold on!"

"Catch and attack!"

Instead of swinging their weapons, those who had taken all sides to catch Mujin as he rushed in ignorantly tried to hang down by his limbs or sides.

However, there were a few things they had overlooked.

Mujin was heavily armed and not sluggish, but most of all.

"Uhhhh!!h

It was impossible to stop Mujin's strength with a few people sticking to it.

Mujin lifted and swung the humans clinging to his limbs and body like sandbags.

"Arghh

And those who couldn't withstand the strength flew to and fro like laundry on a gale day.

Forced to fly, they collided with the nearby enemy and fell to the ground.

Mujin quickly cleared his surroundings and turned his head to look at the battlefield.

"The Beast Archer is still on a rampage..."

From time to time, such a cry could be heard from the fortune teller who was caught up in the rampage of the beast archer.

"You despicable Shaolin bastards! Get out of here!"

"Hiding behind the savages! Despicable bastards!"

Mujin couldn't figure out why the inspiration kept looking for him.

"The Beast Palace will take care of it, so you don't have to worry about it."

Mu Jin, who had lost his interest, turned his gaze to the side and saw that the Sun Palace Master was wielding a sword engulfed in flames, exterminating the poisonous people of the Wu Poison Gate.

"Get out of here!!"

It was the Beast Archer who responded to the Sun Palace's cry and was not the Misreading Gate, but the Beast Archer.

"Yes, man! I will take the throat of the misogynist!!"

He didn't know why he was harassing the Fortune Tellers by saying that he was going to catch the Mis-Reading Gate.

"Get out of the way, you bastards! I'm going to have to catch the misogynists!!"

"Kill that bloody barbarian!!"

Meanwhile, the swordsmen of the Fortune Telling Sect and the Beast Archer were having mixed conversations with each other.

However, Mu Jin and the two palace lords went on a rampage, but the situation on the battlefield did not always turn in their favor.

The swordsmen of the Fortune Spear Sect, as well as the martial artists who joined from the Divine Heaven, were all skilled people who could be called masters.

"Uhhh

The unmanned people of the Sun Palace and the Beast Palace were also forced to suffer damage during the melee.

Meanwhile, the most conspicuous enemy is the man who is suspected of being the lord of Shincheon. It was Huanggon·

"After all, the lord is the lord ...

Gu Yang, who was close by, stepped in to stop him, but he felt like he could only hold on.

'Are they doing well?'

Recalling the trio of Muja who had played a separate role, Mu Jin moved to help Gu Yang.

* * *

"Come out of here!"

"It's up to me!!"

The sight of the Sun Palace Lord and the Beast Archer shouting at each other that they were going to kill each other made Wu Dokmunju's face flush.

To believe that the poison that has been created over the years has been broken through in vain, and that savage and cult leader should be treated with such contempt.

Even the situation on the battlefield was turning against him, and it was hard for him to accept the current situation.

"Depoison it!"

"The Mundo continue to poison themselves. Doorman!"

"Unravel everything you're researching!!"

"Hana Moon· They are..."

"Are you still making fun of me?"

As he said with a twinkle in his eyebrow, the complexion of the newly chosen division leader turned white.

It had been less than ten days since the head of the squadron division had been found guilty of failing to invade the Beast Palace and had become a handful of poisonous beasts.

"I'll obey your commands..."

In the end, the division owner had no choice but to sneak to the rear with a few poisoners.

The place they headed to was the place where the myriad poisons they had studied lay to rest.

Some of these poisons were able to be handled to some extent by the Germans of the Misreading Gate, but there were still many poisons that could not be handled because of their dangers.

First of all, it was a fierce battle right now, and both enemies and allies were intertwined, so spraying this would mean that allies and allies would be involved.

He even threatened to exterminate the poisonous people of the Misread Gate.

But the division owner did not delay.

"At least as long as I'm with you, I'll be able to survive."

He also thought that if he survived, it would be enough.

And the division lord and his subordinates took the poison and moved somewhere. . .

"Considering the direction of the wind and the place where the battle is currently underway..."

If you spray poison from behind, your allies will melt into the poison before your enemies.

The division owner was also a man with a knack for poisoning, so he wanted to move to the best position to get to the enemy first.

And when you arrive at the place where you think it's the most perfect.

"After all... It's not out of my mind."

A young woman greeted them

"Who's your!"

"I'm sorry, but can you speak to me in Chinese?"

Earlier, at this place, Tang Somi smiled and said·

"Oh... You're going to die anyway, so we don't need to talk."

Before she could finish speaking, six more figures appeared and surrounded the poisoners of the Pentateuch.

They were the four poisons of the Sichuan Tang family who came to the south with Tang Xiomi and Wu Yule.

The German people of the Tang Somi and Tang families had a habit of finding a good place to read whenever and wherever they could, as if they had mastered the art of poisoning.

Therefore, when they entered the gate, they instinctively analyzed the most dangerous places.

Of course, in the midst of a battle in which Pia was mixed, he couldn't spray Tang family's poison, and he didn't bring much poison with him because he was on his way from an expedition.

"This is the home of the Misdog. And if the enemy invades your home, you'll surely release the poisons we've been hiding."

As someone who was also a poisoner, Tang So-mi, who knew what her opponent was going to do, asked Mujin for help.

And the people Mu Jin sent on his behalf were Mu Yul and Mu Gong.

He thought that if he didn't have to go, it would be enough.

And Mu Yul and Mu Mu Mu met Mu Jin's expectations.

"Uki!"

"Poison is dangerous!"

Mu Yul, who had crawled on all fours and approached quickly, swung his fist like a wolf's claw at the man who was closest to him.

The poisoner managed to fend off the attack.

No, I thought I blocked it.

"Whoops..."

That is, until Lingling, who had been hiding in the shadows of Mu Yul, was struck by a punch from the floor.

"Don't let the bottle break!"

Seeing the man fall, Tang Somi hurriedly shouted, and Mu Yul twisted his body as if he were taking a brilliance, and took the man's body.

Then he gently laid it down on the ground, as if he were in the middle of a sickness.

It was like giving a bottle and giving medicine.

In the meantime, Mu Gong was also attacking the poison people with all his might.

The man responded with the same soliloquy, but the depth of the attack was completely different.

Chei Ik·

With the sound of the poison burning, the poison man began to push back little by little, his face turned red, and he fell to his knees, spewing out a handful of blood from his mouth.

The rest of the Germans tried to counterattack the two of them, but the Poisoners of the Sichuan Tang Family were not just idle.

All of them were middle-aged to old-aged, and had been working for more than forty years.

And the battle between those who had mastered the art of poison was quite strange.

"Cool..."

A few times they exchanged hands as if they were caressing each other's bodies. Some of the misogynists began to vomit blood out of their mouths.

“히이이익· 끄으으악·”

Others shivered as if they had chills and began to scratch themselves like madmen.

"Hmm..."

"It's a mysterious poison."

On the other hand, the poisonous people of the Tang family who had confronted them also looked at the hives and black spots that had begun to appear on their bodies, muttering with interest.

They clashed each other's poisons against each other to see whose poison was more unusual and strong.

And the result was a complete defeat of the misreading.

Meanwhile, Mu Yul and Mu Gong defeated one more poison man from Wu Dokmun.

It was hard for him to come to his senses as his subordinates were falling one after another.

"How did it come to this?"

Perhaps it was a defeat born of arrogance.

They didn't expect that poison experts as they did would join the Beast Palace.

But that doesn't mean you can't just let it happen.

Eight of the twelve men who had come with him collapsed in an instant, and the head of the division hurriedly cried out.

"Unpoison it!"

It was a dangerous poison that they were not immune to, so they had to be prepared and take it slowly, but they couldn't afford to do that now.

The head of the division who gave the order also wasted no time in opening the leather sack he had brought with him.

Tuk·

“!?”

For some reason, my body didn't move.

"What the hell!?"

Even those who had tried to poison him, like him, were as hard as rocks.

"Phew· It was close..."

Then, behind the mysterious divisionist, a figure emerged from the shadows.

He was a martial arts officer.

He had concealed himself in the shadow hole and the ghost beam, just in case.

As soon as the battle begins, sneak up on them.

Just as they were about to unleash their venom, he used the Golden Wu Divine Gong and Tan Zhigong to suppress the remaining five at once.

"Excellent· Monk without respect! I'd believe it if I told you it was a slap in the face!"

Tang Somi clapped her hands and rejoiced at his workmanship, and Mu Qing replied with a stunned expression.

"Is it a compliment?"

No matter how determined I was to walk Surado, I wondered if I could listen to such praise as a monk.

But whether or not Mu Qing thinks of such a thing...

With a childlike face as she had found the treasure, Tang Somi approached those who had been subdued by the blood sword.

"Seeing as what you tried to sprinkle here, what the authors brought with them is probably the extreme poisons that they treat with caution in the misreading, right?"

I had come to grips with such extreme poisons.

"Fufufu · You've got some pretty good loot, right?"

Her smug smile was met with a smile on the back of the Tang family's smiling satisfaction.

"All of this is the good fortune of the Tang family. Miss..."

"After studying the poison of the other man, the poison of our Tang family will be able to take a step forward. Hehehe..."