Three Great Weeks (2)

 

It wasn't just the sound that was bizarre.

Nothing touched the ball, but for some reason, the ball was shaking and eating away at the inner air.

'Really?'

It was only then that Mujin realized the true nature of the sound, and just as he was about to shout something, reactions popped up all over the battlefield.

“컥····”

Some of the members of the special forces who had begun to attack the black-robed men began to bleed and moan, as if they had suffered internal injuries.

"Yin Gong!! Rule your bet!"

Realizing that his reasoning was correct, Mujin hurriedly exclaimed.

"Kill!"

But the commandos were in the middle of a battle.

No matter how much he realized that the sound was a sound hole and tried to deal with it, the small gap that appeared in the middle of the battle had no choice but to play a big role.

Spatula ·

Unpleasant noises echo throughout the battlefield as they are cut.

No one was killed in the neck or heart in a single blow, but the number of injured people quickly increased.

The reason why there were no fatalities is that most of the members of the task force are seasoned powerhouses.

In addition, the martial arts that succeeded in coping with the Yin Gong ·

And it was because Mu Jin, who had not suffered much damage from Yin Gong thanks to the Golden Ball Gong, had come forward to protect the members of the Special Forces.

The moment the black-robed man shouted a spear at the elder Zhongnam, who was bleeding from the Yin Gong.

“컥····”

A sword emerged from the darkness and pierced the heart of the black man.

And on the other side of it, Mu Jin, who had flown himself with a fierce bankruptcy bulletin, crushed the body of a man who was also in black.

However, the number of enemies was still more than twenty, and there were not enough hands to deal with them alone.

"Uhhh

Someone's breathing can be heard from all over the battlefield.

It wasn't easy to fight the black people around him, and at the same time to deal with Yin Gong and control his bets.

In the end, the members of the task force were only managed to hold on to their defenses even after deploying a triumvirate.

"It's dangerous as it is..."

It is such an unfavorable situation that it is not strange for anyone to die at any time.

Mujin closed his eyes to find the source of the sound, concentrating on his senses and hearing.

In any case, the calculation was that the attack of the black-robes would not be able to pierce his skin or the ball of gold.

For a moment, stand in the middle of a fast-paced battlefield with your eyes closed.

Mujin's eyes lit up, and he shouted at the other side.

Waves of gold erupted from his fist, illuminating the darkness and touching the unlit walls of the hall.

Bang!!!

The impermanence of the priesthood simply blew up the wall, pierced the wall, and blew it up on the other side of the wall.

In an instant, the whole tower was broken in half, and the rest of the pillars that could not bear the weight broke and the whole tower began to collapse.

Bang!

With another boom, a man burst through the roof of the crumbling hall.

The half-gray man, whose hair was graying in the moonlight, held a loquat in one hand.

Then, Mujin opened the bankruptcy bulletin and rushed at the guy to see what the man was doing.

'He must be the lord!'

He was a man with a different demeanor and face than the owner of the Feng Am Pavilion that Bai Ga Ling had told him about, but he quickly realized that this man was the best master among those here.

In particular, the fact that he was hiding in the front and attacking only the special forces members with a negative attack was enough to give an idea of the opponent's level.

It was not just a matter of putting the inner air on the sound and spreading it, but it was also possible to precisely manipulate the sound and the inner air so that it would fly only to the desired person.

Bang!

As Mujin stomped on the floor and soared into the air, the man who had soared into the sky through the roof of the hall opened his light technique as if he had a foothold in the air, and kept a distance from Mujin.

Belting~

All the while, the man was playing the pipa and unleashing a ball at the commando.

Mujin, who had raised his eyebrows as if his pride had been hurt, threw a punch in the air and sent a shot of the wind, and the man who was playing the pipa let out a tongue and struck the strings of the pipa hard.

When the way he played changed, the sound of the pipa he was playing changed, and a stunning film was created in front of him, canceling out the wind that Mujin had sent out.

"You can't do a lot of empty talking..."

Meanwhile, Mu Jin, who had analyzed his opponent's light attack, immediately touched the ground and rushed at him with a bankruptcy bulletin again.

The man frowned as he looked at Mu Jin pouncing on him like a wild boar with a fire in his tail.

‘··· I was planning to leave this place soon, but I didn't know that the title would already come."

The man who held the title of Three Great Masters in Shincheon knew that their identities had recently been exposed.

That's why they sent their minions to kill those who had disinformation about them.

In addition, they were scrambling to remove any trace of their presence here.

He could have burned the entire manor to the ground and fled, but if he did, he would have to leave a trace.

As a lord, he was in charge of overseeing his subordinates in various parts of Shandong.

Therefore, all those who were disguising themselves as others had to be instructed to hide or leave Shandong and go somewhere.

They had been preparing to leave the trail in the middle of nowhere, so they were moving around the manor without sleeping.

The man looked at Mu Jin running from the front, but read the situation on the battlefield through his senses.

"I can only deal with one person..."

He tried his best to defy the authority and help his subordinates, but only one of them lost his life.

Of course, they were all on the defensive, and with a little more help, it was possible to exterminate them.

Wedge love!!

It was the Three Great Lords who decided that it would be impossible to help their subordinates in the face of the air-tearing power.

Already, several of his lords have been killed by him.

Even Wei Jihak, who was the leader of the Wulin League and became the next major lord after himself.

"Let's see how good it is."

The man stared at Mujin and scratched the strings of the pipa, and the sound waves that filled the air flew towards him.

So far, the Yin Ball that the man has unleashed has not been able to penetrate Mu Jin's Golden Ball Ball, but it is only to attack many people.

Above all, it was just a stealthy attack to intercept the enemy to avoid the allies.

The moment the sound waves sent by the man collided with Mujin.

Sharp sound waves, created to target only one person, began to pierce Mujin's golden balls.

* * *

Shortly after the unpleasant sound of the pipa penetrated my ears.

“큽····”

Zhuge Jinxi felt that his inner air was in turmoil, and he had to hurry to control it.

"Yin Gong!! Rule your bet!"

And as if to show that she was right, Mujin's cry rang into her ears.

However, even if he knew the cause of the confusion, it didn't make the situation any better.

Wedge love!

A sword wielded by a black man flies at her as she hurries to control the inner air.

"I can't..."

After making a quick decision, she tried to fly away, protecting only the vital points.

Visor!

A sword suddenly burst out from the side, parrying the sword wielded by the Black Coat.

It was a sword she was familiar with. It was the Song Gate Sword of the shaman who bisected Hubei Province with Zhuge Sega.

One of the companions who had suddenly formed the Trinity Circle, a disciple of the shaman, came to her protection.

'I've already ruled my bet...'

She looked at the shaman's disciple with a surprised look on her face, and realized that her judgment was wrong.

The shaman's chief disciple was bleeding from his mouth.

He had given up on ruling a wild bet and instead brandished his sword in an attempt to save her.

'Why...?'

In the midst of wondering· She hurriedly moved her body to control the inner air. Now wasn't the time to be confused.

But there was still an unpleasant sound of rain that haunted her hearing.

It wasn't easy to keep competing with Yin Gong and performing martial arts.

Instead of using the black-and-white line to defend herself, she was able to take the black-and-white attack.

However, she couldn't show her skills properly because of the Yin Ball, and her posture collapsed when she blocked the spear of the Black Coated.

The sword of another black-robed man who was aiming at her flew in.

"You just have to avoid the vital points."

Prepared to suffer a nagging injury, she gritted her teeth and tried to unleash the Six-Bone Brigade.

Visor!

This time, another companion of the Three Jae Jin, the elder of the Zhongnan Sect, flew himself to block the sword of the black man.

Spatula!

In return, the scar on Elder Zhongnanfa's side was formed.

Spatula!

In order not to waste the time that Elder Zhong Nanfa had given him, Zhuge Jinxi also hurriedly swung a fan and succeeded in cutting off the arm of the black man.

Zhuge Jinxi's face was confused as he cut off the black man's arm.

'Why the hell...'

After that, whenever Zhuge Jinxi was in danger at all, both the elders of the Zhongnan Sect and the great disciples of the Wu Tang Sect were willing to fly to protect her.

She couldn't understand their attitude.

"After the war with the gods is over, we will have to compete again...?"

Gupilbang and Odaesega· They were a group that was regarded as the pillars of the political faction and wanted to stand alone while keeping each other in check.

Although they are allied now, Zhuge Jinxi thought that if either side weakened, they would only be eaten after the war.

But now they were flying to help their future rivals.

It wasn't even a life-threatening crisis for her. I just had to take the risk.

I wanted to ask her why she was doing her best to protect herself, but she couldn't.

He was fighting a battle in the midst of a concussion of a bet with a pitch, and it was too dangerous for him to open his mouth.

So instead of asking her mouth, she had to interpret the situation herself.

"I'm not a relative, or a recluse..."

I didn't have a close personal relationship.

In the first place, until they were selected as special agents this time, they only knew each other's names and faces, and only occasionally ran into each other a few times.

Ever since I was selected as a special agent, I haven't been able to have a special conversation with him because I've been moving around repeatedly.

The reason why they formed the trio together was just because they were the three who were closest to each other during the battle.

There was no reason for them to sacrifice themselves so much.

‘··· Because I'm young? Or are you saying that I'm a woman and that I have to protect you?'

For her, who considered herself to be a warrior rather than a woman, it was a story that hurt her pride.

The moment her face turned red because she thought so much.

Wedge love!

Without a doubt, the sword of the black man flew towards her.

Kwachik·

Once again, the shaman's apprentice, who had protected her, blocked the man's sword, but the situation was different from before.

"Gagging..."

The shaman's chief disciple who blocked the black man's sword with his body, not his sword, let out a deep moan.

The moment he saw the image of the great disciple with his stomach split in half and blood dripping from it, Zhuge Jinxi's face turned white.

In the meantime, she instinctively swung her fan and succeeded in cutting off the head of the black man who had been caught in the abdomen of the shaman's great disciple with a fan.

Shortly thereafter, she took a breather to control the bet that was about to be shaken up again.

For some reason, her inner attack quickly stabilized.

And Zhuge Jinxi was able to understand the reason without difficulty.

Bang!!

An intense explosion of sound from the side of the manor and a flurry of air waves·

She realized that Mu Jin had begun to battle the master of Yin Gong.

Maybe it's because one of the members of the triad team has collapsed.

"Kill him!!"

The black-robed people around her became more violent, but she managed to escape the aftermath of the Yin Gong, and she spun her body as if dancing, swinging the fan in her hands.

More than once, the sword or spear he swung at her as she danced softly as if they had been knitted together, striking her fan with exactness.

For some reason, the attacks of the black-robes who had been attacking her like they were pushing her slowed down a little.

It wasn't because I had a lack of strength or physical strength.

The faces of the black-robed men who had attacked her were turning white, and some of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

Every time she clashed with her fan, the more the chill hit the barrel of her weapon, the more damage was piling up.

Even with internal injuries that blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, he was able to continue swinging his weapon without moaning.

However, no matter how great their willpower was, if the chill spread, their bodies would stiffen and their internal operations would suffer.

'Gap!'

Seizing an opportunity among the black-robed people, who were slower than at first, she swung her fan by surprise.

Spatula!

A sharp wind blew through the throat of a man in black, but no blood spewed out.

This was because the wound had frozen at the same time as the cut.

“!!!”

The people in the black who had been pushing Zhuge Jinxi for a long time finally felt that the situation was not good, so they distanced themselves slightly.

The black-robed men were all deeply exposed to the cold, and now was their chance to kill them.

Pot!

Zhuge Jinxi threw himself to the side as if he didn't need to worry about it at all.

In the direction she flung in, the elder of the Zhongnan Sect, who had formed the Three Sons with her, was narrowly defying the attack as if he was about to die.

I wasn't still suffering from the aftermath of the Yin Void.

This was because he was already injured while trying to help Zhuge Jinxi and the shaman's great disciple while suffering from Yin Gong.

Wedge love!

The moment when a man in black swung his sword at the elder's throat in order to finish off the elder of the Zhongnan Sect.

Boom!!

Zhuge Jinxi's fan hurriedly threw himself away, blocking the man's sword.

The reason why she gave up the opportunity to kill her enemies and flew to save the elder of the Zhongnan Sect was simple.

I just realized.

No matter where you're from because you're a woman or because you're young.

That it doesn't matter.

"Life is more important than flesh."

A self-evident banner that should be given the highest priority by anyone who claims to be the leader of a political party.

So she lifted the fan.

Just as a great disciple of a shaman lost his life while trying to protect himself.

He said that he would save the elder of the Zhongnan Sect who had sacrificed himself for him.

The moment she swung her fan like a dance.

A white chill settled in the moonlight.