Noh Gang Ho (4)

 

Namgoong Sega's Gaju Exhibition·

The head of the Namgoong family, who was quietly watching his office today, Nangong Changhui furrowed his brow and opened his mouth.

"What's going on?"

It was because I could feel the presence of someone other than the escort at the entrance of the main hall.

"Lord of the Family· I've come here to report something to you about the Lord Taisanga."

"Come in·"

Before the name of the Southern Emperor, the governor entered the main hall.

"My father is closed, and why did you come here?"

At the question of the family owner, the governor looked troubled and opened his mouth cautiously.

"That's . . . It seems that the Lord of the Tai Sang has come out of the closing of the building. It seems that the door of the closed training hall was open."

At his words, there was a puzzle on Nan Firmament's face.

"Where is your father now?"

“··· We hurriedly checked all the inside of Sega, but it didn't seem that Sega was still there."

At the governor's words, Nan Gong Changhui was worried.

When he had finished his closing training, he disappeared without telling anyone, let alone himself, the head of the family and his son.

Where did he go?

Naturally, he looked up and saw the saccharine hanging above the entrance.

Looking at the words "The Greatest Sword in the World", Nangong Changhui's mind naturally remembered the current situation of Kanghu.

"No way..."

It was not difficult for Nangong Changhui to deduce where the Southern Palace Martial Arts Drama was headed.

* * *

Located near Hunan Mountain, Sado Ryun·

In the center of the Sado Refinement, the Sado Refiner, Hyuk Jingang, was holding a meeting with the cadres of the Refinery.

"It is said that those who came forward as advance troops set up a temporary camp near Dawu County in Hubei Province. It would be better to first observe Zhuge and the shaman's movements, and then decide the route of advance according to their movements."

Zhuge Segawa Shaman was located in the northwest of Hubei Province.

Therefore, the advance force of the Sado League was evading it and taking the route to the northeast, crossing Hubei and creating a supply route to Henan.

Hyuk Jingang nodded at the man's words, and then another man spoke.

"We have issued a mobilization order for all factions belonging to the Apostles' Union, but the joining of the seven weeks has been slower than expected."

"Hmmm... Is the Dark Heaven Society watching again?"

"It's a more positive response than I thought. However, the response from Kowloon Bang and Haomun is not good. And since Kowloon Bang is not moving, it seems that the Guangdong Jin Street is also taking notice in many ways."

At Suha's explanation, Hyuk Jingang furrowed his brow.

The great power of the Safa, called the Sapa Seven Weeks, is divided into the Faken Pavilion, the Rock Heaven Society, the Green Forest, the Haomun Kowloonbang, and the Guangdong Jinjia, respectively. And it was made up of flesh membranes. Among them, Salmak was destroyed by Shaolin·

In the first place, the Faken Pavilion was as active as the Bang Kai that Hyukjin Kang had built, but the problem was the rest of the clans.

However, it seemed that Green Forest was actively participating in this war in order to avenge the defeat he had suffered from the Shaolin monk before.

And in the case of the Dark Heaven Society, a group of despicable assassins, I was worried that they would be noticed this time as well, but they were quite more aggressive than I expected.

This was because they had also been beaten by the Shaolin Monks, just like the Green Forest.

However, Kowloon Fang and Hao Mun had not been in favor of the Disciple Retreat for a long time.

In the case of the Guangdong Jin Street in Guangdong Province, the event was favorable, but the problem was the Kowloon Room.

The Guangdong Jin family, worried that Guangxi Province's Kowloon Bang would betray them, was in a difficult situation to actively send their warriors to the Liaison Academy.

"After this is over, I'm going to have to clean up my insides."

In the meantime, in the name of opposing the political faction, Haomun and Kowloon Bang had been left alone, but now there was no need for that.

After cleaning up Shaolin and other anti-Divine factions, there was no reason to keep Bangol alive.

The moment Hyukjin Kang, who had gathered his thoughts so far, was about to give some instructions.

“!!!”

The enormous air waves flowing from the entrance of the Sado River stimulated the energy of the Hyukjin River.

It wasn't just the Hyukjin River. The momentum was so intense that everyone in the room could feel it.

Sensing that someone hostile to the Sado Retreat had arrived, Hyuk Jingang and the cadres broke up the meeting and moved towards the entrance.

What happened at the entrance was that countless people who had been waiting all over the shrine were gathering there one after another.

When they spotted the appearance of the Yellow Lotus Cult, they paved the way.

Arriving at the entrance along the path paved by his subordinates, the Hyukjin River saw in his eyes.

Dozens of unmanned people kneeling under the pressure of the air waves, unable to even lift their heads.

It was the figure of an old swordsman standing alone in the center of it.

"Where is this place? Is it senile?"

In response to Hyuk Jin Kang's question, the Namgoong Martial Arts Drama replied in a confident tone.

"There is no place in the world where the main throne cannot go."

It was a ridiculous answer, but it was Hyuk Jin Kang who first thought that it was like a Namgoong martial drama.

In the first place, when he first established the Sado Ren here, the Southern Palace Martial Drama came to him alone and asked him to make a life-or-death decision.

At the time, the game ended in a draw after a half-day battle.

"So you're here to play a game that you didn't have at that time?"

"Yes..."

"Ridiculous· Didn't you say back then that martial arts that rely on weapons were no fun?"

"Even if it's not fun, shouldn't 'the best in the world' be covered up soon?"

In response to the Southern Palace's answer, arsenic appeared on the corner of Hyukjingang's mouth.

He was a ridiculous old man.

Hyukjin Kang himself was already over sixty years old, but an old man much older than him would say something naïve like "the best in the world."

"If the best in the world is so good, why don't you play with the Taiji Sword Sun?"

"Yunhe, he's gone into retirement, so you're the only one left..."

After finishing speaking, the Southern Palace Martial Artist drew his sword and exclaimed:

"We won't take any more conversations, so make your decision. If you don't come forward, I'm going to wipe this place off the map from now on."

Hyukjingang furrowed his brow.

The timing was bad· If that mad old man really wanted to, it was a matter of course that the Priesthood would be shattered.

Normally, I wouldn't know, but now half of the troops who were waiting in the Sado Ren as the vanguard had left for the Great Wu Prefecture.

Of course, the warriors of Sapa were flocking to the Sado Ren one after another, but unless they were the Sapa Seven Lords, they were inevitably inferior to those who resided in the Sado Ren.

I'd rather be glad that I didn't have any experience moving with them in the first place, so it was like a ragtag bunch.

But for a moment, I furrowed my brow.

"I'd rather see it as an opportunity."

Hyuk Jingang decided to take this opportunity to get rid of that crazy old man.

After all, Hyuk Jin Kang's skills were similar to those of the Southern Palace Martial Arts, so he dealt with them appropriately, and exhausted the Southern Palace Martial Arts' physical strength and internal strength.

He came up with the idea of finishing it through the remaining cadres of the Apostles' Union.

He could send his minions first, and then step in when the Southern Palace Drama was exhausted, but if he did, too many of his subordinates would die.

It would have been a good idea to attack him and his subordinates, but there was a big problem with that.

The problem is that the martial arts that Hyuk Jingang has mastered are too vicious to fight alongside his allies.

After making up his mind, Hyuk Jingang sent a message to his subordinates and said to Nangong Mujian.

"Isn't this too small for the two of us to fight?"

Perhaps Hyukjin Kang's words were right, Nangong Mu nodded once, and walked out of the entrance and into the open space.

And Hyuk Jin Kang also followed him with a dignified attitude.

The poisonous weapon that Hyuk Jin Kang, who was confronted in a wide clearing, always carried with him· When he pulled out the Buddha Dress, the Southern Palace Martial Drama frowned.

"It's still an ugly thing..."

It was too contradictory to be called a "sword."

It looked more like a wooden stick than a sword. A blunt and thick shape that doesn't feel like sharp words.

"If you're so dissatisfied with this disobedience, why don't you bring the Heavenly Sword?"

The Changcheon Sword was a famous sword that could be called an heirloom and a recruit of the Southern Palace Family, and it was a sword that was no less than a symbol of the family lord.

Naturally, Nangong Mugeok, who had given up his position as head of the family, handed over the sword to his son, Nangong Changhui.

However, instead of answering Hyukjingang's provocation, Namgoong Martial Drama aimed his sword at Hyukjingang.

And before he knew it, he had also raised his sword and aimed it at the Southern Palace Martial Theater.

Woowoou

At some point, his sword was vibrating violently.

Heavenly Sword Emperor Hyukjingang·

Before he was given the nickname of Emperor of Heaven Sword due to the life-and-death battle with the Southern Palace Martial Theater, his nickname was Sword Emperor (破劍子).

It wasn't because he had broken the enemy's sword.

He also broke the enemy's sword several times, but why did he get that nickname? It was because he had broken his sword countless times.

His poisonous martial arts were called the sword sword qi (破劍技), which was a martial art that infused a huge amount of internal force into the sword and detonated it at once.

A terrifying skill that sweeps across the entire area with a huge storm of sword qi that condenses and bursts out all at once.

The problem was that swords that couldn't withstand the force of the explosion were often shattered.

The shattered shards of the sword were also useful as a memorization tool to attack the enemy, but the loss of the sword was problematic in many ways.

As such, he had always wielded several swords, but things had changed since he had attained the Immortal Righteousness.

A mysterious metal that is said to have come from a fragment of a meteorite that fell in the Yunnan region long ago.

Over the years, countless field masters have tried to turn the metal into weapons, but have been thwarted by its outrageous strength.

This blunt form of the present was the embodiment of the frustration of countless field masters.

Unable to be processed into the desired form by any means, the sword of the Hyukjin River, which had earned the name of Unbreakable Will, let the fierce sword cry out for a moment.

The moment when the inner attack of the Hyukjin River, which has been condensed to the limit, cracks·

The strength of his blunt sword had splintered into hundreds of shards.

Wedge love!

Flew towards the Southern Palace Martial Theater·

* * *

Looking at the countless shards of river qi flying in all directions, the Southern Palace Martial Drama swung his sword with a calm face.

Bang!!

Every time the Gangi from the sword of the Southern Palace Martial Arts and the shards of the Gangi from the Hyukjin River collide with each other, the sound of the explosion reverberates one after the other as if it were a wall bomb.

In spite of its strong repulsive force, the Southern Palace Martial Arts Drama moved its sword steadfastly without any wavering.

Bang!!

Immediately after he picked out the shards that were flying towards him out of the countless shards that blocked his vision and knocked them all out.

The Nangong Martial Drama unleashed a light attack and instantly penetrated towards the Hyukjin River.

Bang!!

The sword of the Southern Palace Martial Drama and the fire of the Hyukjin River collided, causing another explosion.

Then the two swords that met screamed in unison.

But the type of scream was completely different.

If the sword of the Southern Palace Martial Drama struck by the absurd intensity of the fire, it screamed in pain as if it would break at any moment.

Weeeeeeeing·

The fire screamed again because it had a huge amount of internal power.

At close range, the Southern Palace Martial Drama unleashed the spear palace martial arts sword technique, trying to crush the opponent.

Bang!

Hyuk Jingang took advantage of the fierceness of the Buddha and easily defeated all the spear bow martial sword techniques.

And immediately after being attacked by the Southern Palace Drama a total of three times.

Zeng !!

Once again, the river that had accumulated in the fire cracked and split into countless fragments that flew at the Southern Palace Martial Theater.

"It's still a dirty trick!"

He stepped back, swinging his sword and smashing away the shards.

It was troublesome to deal with a sword from afar, but a fight at close range was even more difficult.

It wasn't easy to fend off the hundreds of river shards that came at him while he was sword-to-sword with the enemy.

But why?

Competing with a troubled opponent, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Southern Palace Martial Artist.

Fighting a strong enemy is the joy of being unmanned.

I felt like my whole body, which had been lethargic lately, was being rejuvenated. It wasn't just the body that was energized.

His head, which was cloudy, was constantly thinking about how to defeat that powerful enemy.

"Hahahahaha!!"

The old swordsman, who was frustrated as he thought of the power of the light every day while holding the closed building, swung his sword with a hearty smile.

Maybe you didn't even realize it. Maybe Simma had grown in his heart.

The frustration of not being able to keep up with the light for the rest of my life.

Or maybe it was the vanity that came from realizing that he didn't have much time left.

There was not much time left, and impatience was growing in Lu Kang-ho's heart.

But at this moment, when I was clashing with a powerful enemy and a sword, I didn't indulge in such useless thoughts.

I could feel that I was still the best in the world.