Guilingsan (3)

 

The man who is the barracks of Salmak and is commonly called the King of Sal (殺王) in the Middle Plains.

The reason why he came to be called the Killing King was quite strange.

Unlike other absolute masters who gained the title of the Three Swords or the Seven Kings through the secret or life-and-death decisions between each other, he had never directly engaged in a life-and-death battle with the Three Swords or the Seven Kings.

In a way, it was a matter of course. He was a slaughterer.

However, in the process of Salmak gaining the prestige of being the number one killer group in the Middle Plains, countless masters in the world were killed by Salmakju.

That's why he was called the Murder King.

If the Killing King had been entrusted with the task of killing them, the thought that he would be able to kill even the so-called Seven Kings spread throughout the Middle Plains.

Recently, such a murderer has been receiving a series of unpleasant news.

Starting with the news that the home of Salmak was known to Mu Qing, one of the Shaolin Buddhist monks, and then the news that he failed to deal with the Anti-Demon Buddha and Mu Kyung.

On top of that, the worst news was that the raid that took place while the Shaolin monks were away had failed.

Then, a few days after receiving the terrible news, another unpleasant news came.

– Magju· It is said that those who appear to be Shaolin monks have begun to climb Guiling Mountain.

There was a possibility, but I didn't expect them to come here.

There is about to be a civil war between the political factions, and in the midst of that, I have sent my disciples here.

"You can't believe there are only that many people here..."

Seeing his opponent's arrogance as an opportunity, Salmakju gave the order.

– Rather than direct attacks, use true tactics to hinder their advance.

– Venerable Name·

They didn't have much time anyway.

Perhaps their purpose was to clear this place before a civil war broke out.

In that case, it would have been more advantageous to eat away at their physical strength and internal attack than to attack them forcibly.

Of course, it was possible to escape by taking other routes while they were climbing the mountain.

After all, they wouldn't have time to continue their pursuit as they had to prepare for the civil war that was about to begin.

But the killer judged coldly.

If that happens, the name of Salmak, which is said to be the best water group in the Central Plains, will be cracked.

It has become a group of people who have collapsed into a group of twenty or so Shaolin disciples.

In addition·

"I think it would be helpful for Yin Zhu to take this opportunity to deal with the Shaolin Divine Dragon."

He was a man who belonged to the Divine Heaven who was gnashing his teeth on the Shaolin Divine Dragon.

However, he was not one of the great lords like Wu Lin Mengju.

To put it bluntly, he did not belong to a specific clan, but was a direct subordinate of the lord of the people.

His main job was to run a group of killers called Salmak, assassinating those who stood in the way of the Shincheon's grand scheme and executing those who had betrayed the Shincheon.

Even within Shincheon, very few people knew that he belonged to Shincheon. Among the lords, the only one who knew about it was the Master of the Apostles, Hyuk Jin Kang.

As he was a direct subordinate of Yin Zhu, who organized and led the overall Divine Heaven Realm, he decided to take this opportunity to get rid of the Shaolin Divine Dragon.

And things were going according to his plan. The salmak's sprinklers faithfully carried out his instructions.

Of course, the Shaolin monks were not alone in the process.

In many cases, they succeeded in finding and killing the lurking killers.

But Salmakju didn't regret it.

After all, Salmak's regular sprinklers were nothing more than expendables to them.

Dolls made by kidnapping or buying children and subjected them to years of training and torture.

Of course, considering the cost and effort it took to make it, it would be a waste, but if you killed those who got in the way of the system, it would be a surplus business.

And after a while·

The Shaolin monks are constantly practicing true methods and traps.

They succeeded in breaking through the waters and coming to the manor where the barracks lived.

'Not bad...'

Hiding in the mist, he saw the Shaolin monks' whereabouts and calmly approached them.

There were a lot of wounded, and they all looked a little tired, so it seemed like this was enough to kill them.

"That manor is the center of the True Law! If you can smash the pieces in the Empress Manor to dispel the mist, it will be easier to deal with!"

Then· A middle-aged man holding a fan in the center of the Shaolin Buddhist monks shouted.

Salmakju recognized him at once as Zhuge Muhuan.

And with his cry there was a change in the camp of the monks.

He intuitively knew that now was his chance.

He focused on stealth and approached the Shaolin Divine Dragon without a trace.

When the people in the vicinity of the Shaolin Divine Dragon held a feast one by one, destroying the manor, and the Shaolin Divine Dragon held the last feast.

The Flesh Devil, who had already approached him, shouted at the Shaolin Divine Dragon's heart.

At that moment, a golden glow appeared on the Shaolin Divine Dragon's chest.

It was an amazing reaction time. He had succeeded in reacting immediately to the surprise attack that took place immediately after the feast was opened.

As Salmakju also receives information about Shincheon through Inju. I knew the Shaolin Divine Dragon very well.

It was a powerful armor that could only be penetrated by a strong attack.

On top of that, he knew that even if he were to pierce the armor, his skin would still be close to the level of a gold bull.

But Salmakju didn't care.

He did not believe in the almost invisible transparent sword qi that enveloped the cow sword he shouted.

But it wasn't like the assassin had mastered Gangi at will.

What he believed in was the cow he had shouted out.

Once Upon a Time·

The legendary Dragon Swords (龍殺劍) are said to have been bestowed upon the emperor who heard rumors that he could achieve immortality if he obtained the dragon's mistress, and ordered the best assassin on the continent to kill the dragon.

The sword that was made to pierce the dragon's reverse rin in a single blow pierced the Shaolin Divine Dragon's Qiqiang with great lightness.

Spatula!

And then the moment when the sword digs into the Shaolin Divine Dragon's chest.

“!”

For a moment, there was a surprise in Salmak's eyes.

In an instant, the film is piercing. The Shaolin Divine Dragon threw himself backwards without any embarrassment.

At the same time, the Shaolin Divine Dragon's right angle shouted in the direction of the Shaolin Divine Dragon, and it felt like it had the power to shatter even the rocks.

The salmakju retrieved the sordo that had been thrown out and hurriedly threw himself backwards.

He failed to kill the Shaolin Divine Dragon with a single blow, but he had no regrets.

I just failed to pierce the heart once and for all. Black dead blood was dripping from its chest.

* * *

'Damn it...'

Mu Jin, who was stabbed in the chest, involuntarily frowned.

For some reason, he unfurled a golden ball and threw himself at the same time, so his heart didn't pierce in a single blow.

But I feel a tingling pain in my chest.

It wasn't just because he was stabbed by a cow.

"Is it poison after all?"

Seeing that the blackened blood was dripping down, Mu Jin hurriedly ran his hand around the wound and placed a blood canal around the wound.

All the while, his eyes were straight ahead, but to his dismay, he could only see Sodo disappear into thin air in front of him.

Even though he had seen with his own eyes what kind of stealth he had eaten, it had magically vanished completely.

Mujin used his inner air to fight the poison that was digging through his chest, but he kept his head and eyes moving, constantly scanning his surroundings.

He didn't know where it would ambush him.

In the meantime, The other monks also began to battle the killers in earnest.

The good news was that the fog was slowly lifting.

As the influence of the True Law faded and it became easier to find the traces of the killers, the monks took the initiative to search for them.

'I'll just have to deal with him...'

Mujin thought of such a thought as he recalled the killer who had ambushed him, but it was naïve.

Spatula ·

"Uhhh

The great disciple Hye-sol, who had been crushing the head of one of the killers for a long time, suddenly let out a frustrated moan.

He had been pierced in the side by a surprise attack that he had not felt at all.

While Hye-sol was severely injured and was sidelined. Before I knew it, the killer was swinging a sword at Hyesul's throat.

Visor!

What stopped the cow was the golden rain sent by the martial arts.

And while the martial arts bought me time, A nearby Hyegal moved quickly to dispose of the sprinkling.

But·

“컥····”

There were another victims, this time on the other side.

Again, it was his doing.

"Mu Kyung!"

Mujin shouted at Mu Qing, who was the best at finding the traces of the killers, but what he got back was a negative answer.

"I'm looking for you!"

He had already fought several battles with the killers of Salmak, and his qi was amazing, and even he couldn't find him.

So, in turn, Mujin was able to realize what it was.

"He's a murderer!"

From his stealth skills that are unparalleled to other slaughterers, to his ability to pierce through the balls and jade balls like a tofu.

It would have been impossible if it weren't for the Murder King, who was regarded as one of the Seven Kings.

But realizing his true identity didn't make things any better.

“컥····”

This time, one of the Great Disciples was ambushed.

Mujin was surveying the battlefield when Sodo popped out of thin air. I rushed towards it with all my might.

While fighting the poison, he used all his strength to attack the poison, so blood came out of his stomach, but Mu Jin didn't care.

However, by the time Mujin, who had closed the distance in an instant, shot a winding machine. It had gone hidden again.

It had retreated to avoid Mujin's attack, and miraculously saved the Great Disciple, but it was only a matter of saving his life.

"Cool..."

Mu Jin hurriedly shouted at the Great Disciple who spat out a bloody cough.

"Take the luck! Dormitory!"

Mu Jin stood by the disciple's side, as if he were standing guard.

In the meantime, the other Shaolin disciples also surrounded those who had been attacked by the bastards, and fought back against the killers in order to get lucky.

But Mujin knew.

That this is just a stopgap measure.

"I've already been beaten three times. Even if there are only two or three more people in the future, it's dangerous."

All three were seriously injured. He wasn't dead right away.

But Mujin, who was a former soldier, could see that it was worse when he looked at it coldly.

In addition to slander, poison · In order to treat and protect the wounded, several of the monks were forced to be stranded together.

'Are you seriously injuring him instead of killing him?'

If so, he was a clever hunter.

Then· Zhuge Muhuan's sound penetrated Mu Jin's ears.

– Shaolin Divine Dragon· Abandon the wounded· If you don't, you'll all die.

– Shut up·

Mu Jin violently replied to Zhuge Muhuan's heartless judgment, but he knew it in his heart.

If you keep going like this, you'll just be swayed by him.

Perhaps, as he said, abandoning the wounded and fighting is the way to save a few.

But even knowing this, Mujin couldn't easily choose that method.

When you feel like your head is about to explode wondering if there's any other way to do it.

– Mujina·

The sound of Mu Qing's voice penetrated Mujin's ears.

– The next time it attacks· I'll try to catch him somehow.

– Can you find him?

– I can't find it, but I think I can hold on to it somehow.

Mu Jin turned his head slightly to look in the direction of Mu Qing, as he stood up for the Great Disciple's Guardian.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he was looking at him with a determined face.

Mujin thought about it for a moment, and then nodded in agreement, thinking that it was the main battle at the bottom.

Immediately after receiving Mujin's confirmation·

Violent air waves began to flow from the center of the martial arts' body.