Three Continents (3)

 

Frost began to creep over the clothes of the black-robed people exposed to the chill that Zhuge Jinxi had scattered, and their movements became noticeably sluggish.

Realizing that if they continued like this, they would all freeze to death, so they stepped back slightly and distanced themselves.

Looking at the enemies who had taken a step back, Zhuge Jinxi opened his mouth cautiously.

"Are you okay?"

“··· Thank you..."

The elder of the Zhongnan Sect, who had been placed under Zhuge Jinxi's protection, replied, catching his breath amid the pain caused by his injury.

With his eyes still focused on the enemies, Zhuge Jinxi listened to the Zhong Nanfa Elder's answer, and secretly took a deep breath from the enemies.

It was an effort not to get overwhelmed during the battle. It was the aftermath of a season of exhaustion in order to protect the elder Zhongnan Sect.

Thanks to the feast, he succeeded in saving the elder Zhongnan Sect right away, but he also had such regrets.

'If only I had been a little stronger...'

It wasn't a matter of pride or jealousy. There would not have been a great disciple of the shaman or an elder of Zhongnam who would have been injured while defending himself.

But now, in a life-threatening battle situation, there is a life-threatening situation.

When the black-robed people who had distanced themselves for a moment began to move, she made up her mind.

And the moment when the black-robes burrow into Zhuge Jinxi.

Spatula!

Suddenly, there was an unpleasant cutting sound coming from the leftmost black man.

A sack of cow swords protruded from the man's chest, revealing a whitish shadow that had been hidden in the darkness of the night.

Taken aback by the unexpected ambush, the black-robes belatedly swung their weapons at Mu Kyung, but he dodged the attack with minimal movement or swung his sword to parry it.

Whoops!

A golden drop of water that he had just created was blown away by Tan Zhigong's technique, striking the blood of a black man who approached him.

In an instant, Zhuge Jinxi bit his teeth at the skill of the martial arts who dealt with the two people in black clothes.

"Even if it's just as good as that monk..."

Thinking of such thoughts, Zhuge Jinxi moved quickly.

I wasn't in a position to watch the martial arts right now.

A few times when Sodo and Fan danced together.

Immediately after quickly clearing out the black people around him· Zhuge Jinxi cleared up her breath and calmly looked away to check the battlefield.

Bang!!

On one side, Mujin was clashing with the Yin Gong Masters, causing a series of explosions, and on the other side, the Special Agents were still battling the Black Coat Men.

Just like the elders and shamans of the Zhongnan Sect, they were all injured during the Yin Void, so it was not strange for them to fall down at any time.

Like Zhuge Jinxi, Mu Qing, who had been watching the battlefield with calm eyes, squinted at the members of the special forces and opened his mouth.

"Just get a little attention..."

There was not the slightest worry or doubt on his face. He seemed confident that Mujin would be victorious.

Zhuge Jinxi nodded lightly without saying a word to clear his breathing, and Mu Qing's body disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

"Phew..."

After catching his breath one last time, Zhuge Jinxi grabbed two fans and flew to save his comrades.

* * *

Squeaky

Invisible to the naked eye, the sound waves hit the ball of Mujin's gold ball, creating a creepy sound that resembles the scraping of iron.

The fluff on his body stood on end, and he frowned in displeasure, but Mujin ignored the noise and dug into his enemy.

However, instead of standing still and playing the pipa as if he were a master of yingong, he began to turn on the pipa while performing a light ball to keep the distance from Mujin.

I expected it from the time he opened the air, but his light attack skills were quite good.

Bang!!

The volatile bankruptcy bulletin boasted such extreme speed that it burst through the floor, leaving behind a shadow.

On the other hand, his Qingxin technique was not as fast as Mu Jin's Bankruptcy Divine Technique, but it was light and light, so he was much freer in changing directions and moving his body.

Even though he had followed him a few times, Mujin yelled at his opponent's skill in dodging the attack with a sharp change of direction just before he was able to grab it with his hand.

"You rat!!"

Before I knew it, Mujin had become a beggar.

Every time the ball shook under the constant sound of the ball, the sound waves that penetrated through the cracks of the ball tore through Mujin's clothes, sliced through his skin, and blood flowed out.

Mujin tugged at his rag-covered jacket in frustration, revealing a body like a ball of metal oozing blood from everywhere.

The sight of a being with a body more like a beast than a human being pounced on with a crumpled face like a scarlet almost looked more like a beast than a beggar.

However, the three great lords who were dealing with Mujin were not as comfortable as they seemed.

The Three Great Masters, who had already survived several rounds of tag with Mujin, did not even have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, turning on the pipa and playing with his feet.

He felt it instinctively, too. The moment he entered into a melee battle with the Emperor, his life was in danger.

So, every time he shook off Kwonje with a sharp change of direction, he felt a cold sweat run down his spine every time his fingers brushed past him.

But what bothered me the most wasn't the tightrope walking.

"I've heard about it, but it's a ridiculous body."

He had already penetrated the membrane several times and attacked his body, but he had not been able to land any real blows.

However, he is also a person who has risen to the position of lord of Yin Gong in a large group called Shincheon.

The moment he came up with his own solution. There was a change in performance.

As if playing a duet by himself, the sound he was playing began to mix with a strange sound.

And the moment when Mujin's gold ball shook again, and a gap appeared in the gold ball ball.

Mujin, who had come close to the Great Master's nose, swung his arm at it, but suddenly tripped and stumbled.

Mujin managed to regain his balance and rushed to chase after him again, but lost his balance the moment the ball shook without a doubt.

This time, Mu Jin lost his footing and fell, making a huge ditch on the floor due to the speed of the bankruptcy bulletin.

But it made me realize what my opponent had done.

Mujin hurriedly pulled himself up, covered his ears with both hands, and threw himself back at it.

He realized that the Yin Gong it was unleashing was not directly killing him, but was aiming for the ring tube through his ears.

I wonder if Mujin's prediction was correct, and the dizziness disappeared as if I was covering my ears.

On top of that, I felt a continuous sensation as if I was tapping the back of my hand that was covering my ears.

But there was still a problem.

'Damn· I've slowed down."

Running was not just an act of doing it with the legs.

I had to swing my arms back and forth to get the momentum to accelerate faster.

Of course, there was a difference between light technique and running, but with both hands fixed to my ears, my posture was awkward and my movements were sluggish.

In the end, Mujin gave up on covering his ears with his hands, and instead quickly tossed his arms and tugged at the hem of his pants, which were already half-rags.

Aa

Mu Jin shoved a piece of cloth that had been lightly torn apart by the strength of his grip into both of his ear canals in an instant.

"For the time being, my hearing has been dulled."

But I wasn't satisfied with that.

"Phew..."

Mu Jin paused for a moment, cleared his breath, and focused his mind.

Then, the ball of gold that had been wrapping around his entire body and fighting the sound waves it was sending out began to shrink little by little.

The ball continued to shrink in size, until it finally settled into a small spot around Mujin's face and neck.

The size of the ball has decreased, but the amount of hole that goes into the ball has not changed significantly.

Mujin did not reduce the internal hole used in the gold ball, but compressed it.

It was thought that if the sound waves carrying the internal cavity could penetrate the inside of the ear and shake the semicircular tube, it could also send the sound waves into the nose or attack the eyes.

After getting ready, Mujin rushed at it with a golden aura floating around his head.

The figure, with its golden aura floating on its head, almost looked like a picture of an enlightened Buddha in the Buddhist teachings.

Bang!!!!

Mujin's face as he rushed to the ground was more like an asura than a Buddha.

I ran away from the mujin and played the pipa a few times.

Realizing that it would not be easy to break through the thickened barrier, the Three Masters began to attack Mujin's body instead of aiming for Mujin's face.

Spatula!

Spatula!!

Naturally, the number of wounds accumulating on Mujin's body was bound to increase exponentially.

For some reason, Mujin felt a strange exhilaration instead of a pang.

What can I say? My throat was tight and tight, and I felt like I was breathing open, as if my skin had been suffocated, and countless shallow scratches appeared on my skin.

'Damn· Have you been beaten up so much lately that you've lost your senses?'

Starting with the battle with the fierce lord Wei Zhi, to the little Tianju and the guy you're dealing with now...

Recently, I had been getting a full-body massage every time I had a battle, so I was worried that the pain would now be a pleasure.

Mujin chased after him like a villain even as he thought about it.

The moment Mujin reached out his arm as he approached his reach again.

Pot!

With an unmistakable and light movement, it turned in an instant and escaped Mujin's grasp.

Wedge love!

At that moment, something red erupted from Mujin's outstretched hand.

It was blood·

Blood dripped down his shoulders and forearms, deposited in his palms, and was scowled out of the incessant scratches.

The Three Great Masters, who had not expected to shoot blood, hurriedly twisted their upper bodies to avoid the blood with a look of great dismay.

That fleeting movement gave Mujin time to reconnect with him.

Mu Jin approached in an instant, swinging his right angle as if he was about to crush his leg, and the Three Masters had no choice but to throw themselves into the air.

Mujin unfolded his priesthood at the one who threw himself into the air as if he had been waiting.

The golden energy radiating from Mujin's dominance lit up the darkness and flew at it, and it swerved with its feet in the air.

“!!!”

Mujin was rushing in the direction he had flown into.

It was because Mu Jin, who already knew that he could open the void, immediately opened the bankruptcy bulletin immediately after he opened the free priesthood.

As if to make a last ditch effort, it beat the pipa incessantly in the air, shooting sound waves at Mujin.

Mujin then approached it through the sound waves, as if he were facing a fierce typhoon.

Mujin, who had endured all the Yin Attack, approached the one falling out of thin air and held out his right arm.

Chop ·

"I finally got it... You rat bastard..."

A deep smile appeared on Mujin's lips.

His face was strangely clean, even though his whole body was covered in blood, and his smile gave off a creepy air.

* * *

Spatula!

"Phew..."

Zhuge Jinxi, who had sliced the last black man's throat with a fan, took a deep breath.

It wasn't a long battle, but I was crawling to the bottom, and my arms were shaking just by lifting the fan.

However, thanks to his hard work, he was able to succeed in saving the commando members.

In fact, all she did was draw the attention of her enemies and slow them down with the ice air.

Most of the finishing work for the Black Coat was done by the hands of the martial arts.

In any case, thanks to her and Mu Kyung's presence, there were no additional casualties among the special forces.

There was a regret on her face.

He saved everyone else, but in the end, one of the shaman's disciples lost his life. Trying to help her·

I couldn't just think about such negative things after winning a battle for my life.

As she shakes her head to shake off her negative emotions.

Whoops!

There was an unpleasant, bone-shattering noise.

Catching her breath, she looked in the direction of the noise and saw that the limbs of the man who had appeared to be a master of Yin Gong were misshapenly twisted.

And standing beside the man stood Mujin, who had shattered the man's limbs.

Zhuge Jinxi, who spotted Mu Jin's appearance, hurriedly turned his head.

At that time, the martial arts officer told her what she was thinking.

"Mujin-ah· Why are you taking off all your clothes again?"

Mujin's voice then penetrated her ears.

"I'm not a pervert, why don't I take off my clothes instead of fighting? It's not naked, it's torn. Because of this rat!"

Mujin replied annoyedly, and then gave instructions.

"Everyone, please take care of your injuries first and take care of your luck."

"What are you going to do Mujin?"

Mu Jin replied to Mu Qing's question, lifting up the man he was holding.

"We're going to interrogate him. It seems that he is the lord of the Divine Heaven, so why don't you get any information?"

Mujin, who was covered in blood and stripped of his clothes, replied, and Mu Qing replied in a trembling tone.

“··· Was it alive?"

His limbs were disfigured and he looked like a corpse.