Kite (1)

 

"If we continue like this, even if we kill him, the damage on our side will be too great."

In the worst case, it would be annihilation, and even if they were spared annihilation, most of those who were holding off the demons in the rear would die.

– Give up! Let's start with the demons!

At Mu Jin's full voice, Mu Qing and Mu Gong looked at each other with a complicated expression of regret and relief, and then stepped back.

They both felt how dangerous that man was.

However, he sensed that the recluses were in danger from the rear, and his impatience made him feel a little dizzy.

When Mu Jin and Wu Jin suddenly stopped attacking and moved towards the demons, Xiao Tianzhu laughed inwardly.

'· Giving up on me to save those who are useless..."

He survived thanks to their recognition, but he was a minor lord who laughed at it.

But he didn't say it out loud.

It wasn't to avoid the other person's attention.

The moment you open your mouth· It was as if the chill was about to burst out again with the blood he had been forcibly swallowing.

He began to cautiously exit the battlefield, catching his breath just to survive.

On the other hand·

Despite the fact that Mu Jin and Mu Jin had given up on the man and joined the battle, the battle did not go very smoothly.

The difference in the number of people was a problem, but the biggest problem was the fight with the man.

His injuries were not so serious that he couldn't fight right away, but Mujin's body was full of residual wounds, and he was only about a third of the way away.

And Mu Gong and Wu Qing also only had about half of the interior attack left.

Meanwhile, Mujin pounced on his most threatening opponent.

Bang!!

Another elder of the Demon Sect blocked Mujin's right to work on his behalf.

"Ahem..."

The elder wielding the sword cleared his throat as if he was embarrassed to be one-sidedly pushed by a child of the political faction who was only a junior in age, and the elder who was helping him shouted, "Hey, I don't know what to do."

"He's not a reviewer! Let's deal with each other."

Mu Jin, who happened to be dealing with two elders of the Demon Cult at the same time, clicked his tongue inwardly.

It wasn't because he was dealing with two masters alone.

Rather, it was the composition that Mujin wanted, as the others would be more comfortable as he held the two of them.

Jar·

"If I had enough work, I would have finished it a long time ago..."

It was a pity that I had to waste my time being caught by those two.

While Mujin is having a flirt with two elders.

Wu Qing was pushing Gu Yangxuan, the Demon Qiao's Confucius.

Gu Yangxun was a man who inherited the blood of the Huan family, and the Huan family was a warrior who pursued the tricks of Huan and Byeon, living up to his name.

He was a man who had mastered the ever-changing art of swordsmanship and the art of striking a sword that was comparable to the Plum Twenty Shooters of the Volcanic Sect, which was called the Nine Pile Chambers.

“큭!”

Gu Yangxun was unilaterally pushed by Mu Qing.

Not only was it completely unpredictable because they were waiting for a completely different attack every time, but they also threw their golden allies from all directions at the same time as they performed their feats with their bodies, so it was difficult to defend against them, let alone counterattack.

“큭!”

Li Gong, who had been cut in the side by the sword of the martial arts wield, turned unusually red and exclaimed:

"What do you do!!"

At his cry, some of the demons who had been attacking Shaolin and the shaman's disciples moved to his aid.

However, even though Mu Qing had four more demons in addition to Yi Gongja, he used his uncanny movements and golden friends to push them back.

Finally, Mu Gong joined those who had been pushed back by the Demon Cults.

Thanks to Mu Jin and Wu Qing, the masters were gone, but there were still more than thirty demons left.

Therefore, Mu Gong coolly shot the Nyorai Xinjiang, attracting the attention of the demons at the forefront.

With the addition of the three, the disciples of Shaolin and the shaman, who had been holding out in the rear first, became much more comfortable, but everyone knew that.

The fact that things aren't always going in a positive direction.

The remaining inroads of the martial arts were a problem, but the biggest problem was that the battle was prolonged.

At present, in the southern part of the country, demons were gathering everywhere, looking for apostates.

The longer the battle dragged on, the more reinforcements from the Demon Cult would come back again and again.

Gu Yangxuan, Li Gongzi, also knew this, so even when he was pushed back by Mu Qing, he never considered the option of retreating.

And finally, the long-awaited sound came.

The sound of a near-approaching crowd and the sound of a bush being smashed· Someone's Cry·

"Hit!!"

With his delight, Li Gongja smiled brightly and looked back and exclaimed, even as one of the demons who was helping him was pierced in the abdomen by the martial arts master's golden fortune horse.

"Why are you so late!!"

However, the expression was soon distorted.

This was because those who were supposed to be reinforcements were dressed in robes and robes.

Recognizing them, as did Prince Lee, Hyeonhyun shouted at the one at the forefront.

"Unfair liquor!!"

"Tang Zhu Monk! Sorry I'm late!"

As soon as she answered, she rushed at the demons who were attacking Shaolin and the shaman's disciples.

Beside him were Mu Yul and Ling Ling, the sons of Hye Girl.

The three of them began to push the demons around, mimicking the movements of various animals, and when the Shaolin and shaman's disciples joined them, the tide turned sharply.

The number of newcomers was only fourteen, but their presence on the battlefield was bound to have a profound impact.

In the midst of urgency· He couldn't help but think about it for a moment.

Will you hold on like this and wait for reinforcements? Will you retreat?

And the worries were short-lived.

– I will retreat!

He sent a message to the two elders who were holding Mu Jin in custody, and at the same time, he said something else.

"Fight like the martial arts of the Demon Cult!! Blood vengeance on the partisans!!"

"Heaven and Heaven!! Manmaangbok!!"

Hearing Li Confucius' cry, the demon cultists opened their eyes and rushed at the disciples of Shaolin and the shaman, ignoring their lives.

Pot!

While they were fighting for their lives, Li Gongja and the two elders began to flee.

* * *

On the other hand·

The Red Flame King, who was walking with his subordinates through the bushes of the southern bay, felt the presence of the crowd and turned his gaze towards the bushes.

Rustling·

And the one who emerged from the bushes was completely unexpected.

– Lesser God?

The man who had been hiding his appearance so that even he could not read it was not enough to show up openly, and he looked like he was about to die.

The only good thing was that he was dressed up in the uniform of a demon cult for camouflage.

"I'm going to make sure you find out what's going on, so you can scatter and watch your surroundings!"

The Red Flame King hurriedly ordered his subordinates and approached the wounded Xiao Tianju.

– I'm going to defend you. Let's start with the internal injuries.

Nodding lightly at the words of the Red Flame King, Xiao Tianju turned on the patriarchal seat and entered the ceremony of fortune.

Sometimes a great chill emanated from the body of the little heavenly lord, freezing the surroundings, and sometimes the scorching heat rose and produced steam.

It was a sight that would have been more bizarre if the minions had remained around.

It was ridiculous for a demon cult to see.

That's how I got this kind of luck ... The two things that had been surging like a runaway calmed down a little...

"Cool..."

Spitting out a bucket of red blood, Xiao Tianzhu opened his eyes.

His eyes were still red, but there wasn't a chill coming out of his body right now.

However, this did not mean that he had completely mastered the internal injuries. I just forced the twisted balance back for a moment.

Even if I overused the internal attack a little, the internal injury would immediately come back to a situation where I was in a bad situation.

However, Xiao Tianju had no intention of taking a leisurely retreat here until all his internal injuries were healed.

"Lead your men and follow me."

"Where are you going?"

The Red Flame King's attitude of disagreeing with his words made Xiao Tianzhu frown.

"You shall take the elixir that contains the Pole Keeper. Until then, you and your minions will stand guard."

The Red Flame King was able to grasp the situation without difficulty.

In the first place, Xiao Tianzhu had led eight of his subordinates to capture the Shaolin Divine Dragon.

However, the fact that he appeared in such a bad form would mean that he had been killed by the Shaolin Divine Dragon.

Meanwhile, when I saw him looking for the elixir, it was obvious that he was planning to take revenge on the Shaolin God Dragon after taking the elixir.

Knowing his true intentions, the Red Flame King spared no words of advice.

“··· Why don't you leave the work to the Demon Cult and concentrate on dealing with your internal injuries?"

After all, the two Confucius of the Demon Sect were also targeting the Shaolin Divine Dragon, so they thought it would be best to wait for them to kill the Shaolin Divine Dragon or relieve it of their power and settle down.

But·

"Shut up!!"

After being attacked by an obscene attack by a guy who thought he was a grub, Xiao Tianju, who showed his ugly face, could not calmly make such a judgment.

"How dare you give me a command!!"

In the end, the Red Flame King had no choice but to give up his advice.

"I'm sorry..."

Seeing the Red Flame King bowing completely and apologizing, Xiao Tianzhu clicked his tongue once and said:

"Follow me with my minions."

"I will..."

Looking at the Red Flame King, who was now docile, Xiao Tianzhu thought.

"I'm going to have to deal with this one after this is over."

He was a petty lord who thought that a long-term horse with a tort on his own horse was useless.

* * *

Shortly after the arrival of reinforcements·

He saw that the two elders he had dealt with were fleeing with Li Gongzi, but Mu Jin did not pursue them.

– Don't chase them, just clean up the rest of the Demonists quickly!

Mujin, who had given the order to Mu Kyung, rushed towards the place where Mu Yul and Hye Girl were on a rampage.

When Muqing and Mujin began to attack the demons, the battlefield was quickly cleared.

"We need to move quickly! The Cultists may come again!"

This was the reason why he gave up chasing after the Confucius and the Elders.

The battle had dragged on for quite some time, so it was likely that the enemy reinforcements would have come again, and they would have fled to the side where they were likely to be.

Immediately after I moved my body in such a hurry and moved to a safe place.

Iron-foodeok·

Mujin slumped to the floor as if he were going to collapse.

The attack was already heading for the bottom, and his physical condition was not at all.

I wanted to go to sleep right away, but I had to figure out what was going on.

"Uncle Hye-gal· How did you get here?"

In response to Mujin's question, Hyegal briefly explained the situation.

In the first place, Hye-gal was also one of the members of the group who headed to Namman with Mujin's group.

And it is said that yesterday, while Mu Jin and his companions were on a rampage in the southern bay, Mu Yul and Red Tiger Danju found the remaining Shaolin and Shaman's disciples who had dispersed as they had intended.

The seriously wounded were sent to their hiding places, while the remaining thirteen had moved to join them.

"Thanks to Mu Yul and that guy, I was able to track him down without difficulty..."

Looking at the place where Hye Girl pointed to, she saw that not only Mu Yul but also Red Tiger Danju was with her.

"Hey... Don't you feel out of place at all?'

Was it because of the close-shaven bald head or because of the urgency of the situation? Mujin didn't even know that it was mixed with red tiger wine.

After a brief explanation of the situation, Hye-gal turned to Hyunhyun and said:

"First of all, we're going to make sure that we're in good shape. Why don't you all take a moment to get lucky?"

"Then I beg of you. Unjust liquor·"

"Yes· Tang Monk·"

Before Hye-gal's answer could fall, everyone turned on the patriarchal side, starting with Hyunhyun, and began to take a lucky stance.

Mu Jin also straightened his posture from the slumped position and entered the Yun Ceremony.

However, Mujin was not just concentrating on the deliberations, but was gathering his thoughts about the man he had just fought.

In the first place, Mu Jin was able to do this because he had halfway abandoned the Ascension Heart Method instead of learning the technique.

Judging that it was impossible for him to "understand" the Divine Discipline in his own mind, he had mastered a moderately difficult level of deliberation to the point where he was able to practice.

In other words, even if you didn't fully concentrate on the technique, you could still do it.

It will be slower than others, but it was possible to attack anyway, so there was no big problem.

"Someone who can manipulate both yin and yang energy and unleash a suction attack..."

He didn't even appear in the novel.

Even Mujin couldn't figure out why such a guy suddenly suffered internal injuries instead of fighting.

He didn't suffer any internal injuries from exchanging matches, he was doing a madness on his own.

However, the symptoms I showed immediately after that were worrisome in many ways.

"It was like seeing a hundred spirits..."

The pale face was a symptom of an internal injury, but he was a little different.

Cold smoke was coming out of his mouth, and he could feel the chill around him.

It didn't even perform a feat, but rather a hole in its belly, pumping out water as it could.

The moment when the thought went crazy to the white family.

'Really?'

Mujin had a hypothesis that he might have.

And if his hypothesis was correct, there was a good chance that he would soon target a child.

A child you have recently met.