Changchuan and Ice Blossom (2)

 

"Phew..."

He took a deep breath and clashed with the sword of the Southern Firmament Changhui, who rushed at him like a mad boar.

With one breather to spare, Hyukjin Kang pulled up the inner air that had been staying in the hall and unleashed another wave of sword force.

However, Sensing the slightest hint first, Nan Gung Changhui quickly stepped back, parrying or dodging the wave sword river that spread in all directions.

And before he could catch his breath again.

"Give me your neck!"

This time, the young boar pounced.

'Bloody hell'

Clearly, it was a battle that had been going a little bit in his favor before.

But now it was hard to find time to catch his breath, and his body was getting tired.

And I didn't even have to think about the biggest reason why the battle was so tiring.

"We need to catch that first."

He wasn't approaching him directly, but he was always assisting the young boar and making the battle tiring.

Previously, he mainly dealt with the Southern Firmament Changhui and only unleashed a moderately containment attack against the Southern Palace.

That alone was enough to tie up Nangong Jinchen, who was still not as good as Nangong Changhui.

But thanks to the's help, the young boar went on a rampage.

Hyukjin Gang made up his mind in his heart, but he didn't move quickly.

Little by little, he looks like he is on the defensive, and for a while, he is pushed back by the attack of the rich man of the Southern Palace.

Wedge love!

The moment the Southern Firmament Changhui came through the Sword Qiang again, and swung his sword.

'Now!'

Hyukjingang, who had been patient, made a bold move.

Visor!!!

Immediately after the clash of the spear sword and the fire robe, and the fierce sound of metal rang out. The sword-wielding Nan Firmament Hui's eyebrows raised.

It was because the Hyukjin River, which had been holding up well until now, had bounced off the side so easily that it was empty.

No, it didn't bounce off.

Riding on the power of the sword he wielded, he flew himself.

And in the direction of the Hyukjin River, Zhuge Jinxi was situated.

Of course, Zhuge Jinxi didn't approach the Hyukjin River in a hurry. The distance between the Hyukjin River and Zhuge Jinhui is about five zhang (15 m).

However, Hyukjin Kang took advantage of the power of the Southern Depression Hui's push to close the gap of about three chapters in one fell swoop.

"Sozer!"

Startled, Nangong Jinchen hurriedly flew to block the Hyukjin River.

As he had been fighting with Zhuge Jinxi's support, it was Nangong Jinchen, who was located at a distance close by.

However, the speed at which the Hyukjin River was advancing through the bottom was faster than the Namgung Jincheon River blocking the Hyukjin River.

Pot!

With just two steps, Hyuk Jingang penetrated into Zhuge Jinxi's closeness, and as if he wanted to see the end at once, he made a sword gang in the fire and was ready to swing it.

But why?

In the midst of a desperate crisis·

Zhuge Jinxi's eyes were so calm.

No, there was a scorching heat somewhere in the calm. The heat of the name of the spirit of victory·

Zhuge Jinhui admitted that he couldn't deal with absolute masters like Hyuk Jin Kang alone.

I didn't let go of my desire to improve.

Even though she was studying the art of passing, she never neglected her training in the moon and the outside world.

"Hmmm..."

From the moment Hyukjin Kang flew towards her, her fan, which had made up her mind and attracted Danzhen's inner air at will, began to dance.

Even in a moment of desperation, the fan dancing along her arm somehow looked elegant and relaxed.

Like the flapping of a butterfly's wings.

And where butterflies dance, there are flowers.

With the leisurely movement of the fan, ice flowers embroidered in the air.

Even though it was still daylight, a silver-gray space formed around her.

As she danced in the moonlight, the ice blossoms continued to form and dominate the space.

Then, a ruthless intruder appeared in the flower garden of the Ice Flower and the Fairy Flower of the Moon Flower.

Whoops!

The sword qi that spewed out of the fire of the Hyukjin River crushed and tore apart the ice flower created by Zhuge Jinxi.

Whirick·

Zhuge Jinxi just threw away all lust and immersed himself in Zen affairs, dancing endlessly and painting ice flowers.

Bang!!

By the time all the storms of the river that had swept through the flower garden had passed.

Sadly, there were no more ice flowers left in the garden.

And Zhuge Jinxi, who had been holding on to the ice flower, was also on one knee, with a pale stream of blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

For some reason, Zhuge Jinxi lifted the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was satisfied.

Understandably, one of Hyukjingang's attempts to convert himself was in vain.

In addition·

"How dare you ignore this body!"

Before he knew it, Nangong Jinchen had dug into the side of the Hyukjin River and was unleashing the Emperor's Sword Shape.

"Hmph!!"

Hyuk Jingang, who had already used up a lot of internal qi by unleashing a sword sword qi once, forced himself to take a breath and swung his sword at the Nangong Jinchen in front of him.

“!?”

As he swung his sword, he felt something uncomfortable.

He was once voted one of the top three players in the Central Plains, so it wasn't hard to see the nature of that uncomfortable sensation.

'Damn· Is it the aftermath of the ice attack?"

The ice ball had penetrated his internal organs, and he had not suffered any internal injuries, but his body was stiffened by the cold that had unknowingly covered his skin.

And this was also the reason why Zhuge Jinxi smiled faintly.

She could clearly see her clothes and skin frozen.

In the end, Hyuk Jingang, who was slumped, had no choice but to swing his sword one step late.

“큭····”

Instead of clashing with each other, he managed to block the sword of the Southern Palace Jinchen in front of his chest.

And when it came to crushing with force, the Southern Palace was the area he was most confident in.

"Give me your neck!"

With blood in his throat, Nangong Jinchen slammed his sword into the sword and made a sword gang to push Hyuk Jingang.

"Yikes!!"

He didn't even have time to catch his breath, so he couldn't speak, but Hyuk Jingang put on a face of evil and withstood the power of the Southern Palace.

Kiggek!!

Pinching Geek!

For a moment, the two men clashed and screamed incessantly.

쨍!!!

In vain, the sword that Nangong Jinchen wielded broke.

He didn't want to miss this opportunity, and when he was about to smash Namgong Jinchen's head with a fire sword.

An unpleasant voice rang into Hyukjingang's ears.

"It held up well. Sogaju·"

At the same time, Nangong Jinchen stepped aside, revealing his father.

Nangongchanghui·

The son of the Southern Palace Sword Emperor, who was once called the Three Swords of the World, and the current head of the Nangong Family.

No matter how unruly and arrogant the Namgong family was, he wasn't an idiot.

Even as he continued to be pushed by Hyukjin Kang, there was only one main reason why he single-handedly targeted Hyukjin Kang. He had prepared a way to kill Hyukjin Kang.

The way to do that is to be the father of the great swordsman who ended his life as the best in the world. It was the last thing that the Southern Palace Drama left behind.

If there was one problem, it was that Nangong Changhui, who was still not as good as his father, could not unleash his heart at once.

But now that Zhuge Sega's landlord and his son have bought him time.

Weeeeeeeing·

The Purest Flame of Qi· A flame that exists only for destruction was burning in the sword of the Southern Firmament...

Nangong Changhui, who had created a sword ring using the heart left by the Southern Palace Martial Drama, swung his sword at the Hyukjin River's Buddha's Righteousness.

Bang!!

"Cool..."

Hyuk Jingang's blood-stained cough burst out of his mouth as he clashed his sword with the Southern Firmament.

It was the aftereffect of Zhuge Jinhui and Nangong Jinchen who were already out of breath from mixing swords one after another, and forced themselves to create a sword force, colliding with Nangong Changhui.

However, even as his internal organs were twisted and his internal cavity was shaken, he had to force himself to keep pulling up.

The flaming sword pill on the spear of the Southern Firmament Heaven Sword was eating away at his sword steel.

Kagagaga!

No, his disobedience, which was thought to be beyond the sword and could never be broken, was emitting an unpleasant noise.

Just like when he was struck by the final blow of the Southern Palace Martial Arts.

"Rrrrrrrrrr

The blood gushing out from within, blocking his throat and spitting out bloody phlegm, but he forced himself to make a sword.

The Sword Ring of the Southern Firmament Qi, melting away all the shards of its strength, only to move forward. Just be honest·

Of course, the sword ring of the Southern Palace Qiao has not yet boasted the same level of perfection as that of the Southern Palace Martial Drama.

But instead, in his hand was the Heavenly Sword, which symbolized the Great Southern Palace.

The will of the Southern Palace made up for his lack of realm.

Immediately after melting down all the Sword Gang, which was the last hurrah of the Hyukjin River.

"The sword of the Southern Palace is the best in the world!"

Spatula!!

In the end, the Heavenly Sword had reached its limit and had broken the Buddha in two. With the body of Hyuk Jin Kang, who was holding the Buddha robe·

It was the moment when the man who had once been called the best swordsman of the Safa was cut open from his head to his groin, and his life was lost in vain.

However, Nan Gong Changhui, who had achieved such a great feat, had a grave expression on his face.

As if it should have been this way in the first place.

In fact, that's what he thought.

In the first place, Hyuk Jin Kang was a man who should have been killed by his father, the best sword in the world, the Nangong Martial Drama.

Nangong Changhui looked down for a moment at the Buddha Sword in his right hand and the Heavenly Sword that had cut through the Hyukjin River together.

"If only my father had this sword..."

While Nangong Changhui was immersed in such thoughts for a while.

His son, Naemi, was not his father, but was approaching Zhuge Jinxi and talking to him.

"It's okay. Zhuge Sozer?"

She had suffered internal injuries that made blood flow from the corners of her mouth while trying to block the Hyukjin River feast by herself.

Nangong Jinchen, who had come close to her nose, paused for a moment, and then spoke again.

"Ahem· I apologize for ignoring Sozer at the Dragon Seal Branch the other day..."

With that, he held out his hand to her as she sat halfway on the floor.

However, Zhuge Jinhui couldn't understand Nangong Jinchen's sudden attitude, and his beautiful eyebrows raised once.

"It's okay..."

Instead of holding Nangong Jinchen's hand, he stood up on his own.

While Nangong Jinchen was making a cool face,

Bang!!!!

There was a violent wave that shook the entire battlefield.

“!!”

Zhuge Jinxi stood up and turned his gaze towards the epicenter of the qi wave.

And what she saw was the figure of Mu Jin vomiting blood after being struck by the Divine Banner.

"I don't think we can afford to have a leisurely chat."

She took a quick look at the Nangong Jinchen and immediately opened a light attack towards Mu Jin, as if she didn't care about the internal injuries.

Nangong Jinchen, who was ignored in an instant, nodded, "I see."

He had never thought of being rejected by a woman in the first place, so he interpreted her intentions a little differently.

"A woman who knows how to distinguish between public and private life."

Even the audacity to move in search of the most dangerous battlefields.

"Indeed, she is a fitting girl for our great Nangong family."

However, the woman who was to become Sega's eldest daughter-in-law and the hostess of the Sega family when she became the head of the family was set to the most dangerous battlefield.

In the meantime, he can't just sit here and wait.

"We will be with you!"

The moment Nangong Jinchen was about to follow her in the direction of Mujin.

"Sogaju!"

Suddenly, the Southern Firmament called him by name.

Puzzled, Nangong Jinchen turned his head and saw a sword flying at him.

Pot!

Stretching out his arm and grabbing the sword, Nangong Jinchen couldn't help but be surprised.

Because the sword that flew in was the Heavenly Sword, the heirloom of the Southern Palace Family.

"How could a swordsman go into battle without a sword?"

At Abi's kind words, Nangong Jinchen was thrilled and took the shot, and then turned around again to chase after Zhuge Jinxi.

Nan Firmament, who was watching the appearance of the two men and women, thought.

"From now on, it wouldn't be a bad idea for me to pass on the Heavenly Sword and devote myself to the sword like my father."

Knowing that there were so many masters in the powerhouse, he needed to devote himself to the sword in order to bring the title of the best sword in the world back to the Sega family.

"The Soga family is still a little lacking, but the two of them together will be trustworthy."

Zhuge Jinxi didn't even think about it, but she was already thinking of her as her eldest daughter-in-law.