Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor - Chapter 375

Episode 375

‘Jang Mun-in.’

Dojang, who was moving with the disciples of the sect, glanced back.

The direction of Mt. Wudang, which is now so far away that I can’t even see it.

‘You are entrusting a heavy burden to me.’

I felt like my heart was going to break.

But I couldn’t show it with my expression.

Because many disciples are following behind.

If he showed himself shaking here, his disciples would also be shaken.

So I had to show resoluteness.

I had to suppress the urge to cry and encourage and lead my students as usual.

‘This is not the time to be sentimental.’

Thanks to Jang Mun-in’s decision, he was able to go to the Zhuge family and plan his future.

The problem was that there was a high possibility that they would engage in combat with the pursuing demonic cultists before they reached their destination.

Although I finished preparations and descended the mountain as quickly as possible, there was still no sense of delay in starting.

If you wanted to reduce damage in the first place, you should have made the decision while the defense line was still in place.

‘We must run as far away as possible while Jang Mun-in buys us time.’

There were a lot of people, and there were a lot of ordinary people who had not learned martial arts.

So, of course, the moving speed had to be slow.

‘I hope you can reach Yongzhong Mountain safely.’

* * *

“It’s an attack!”

A resounding cry.

Shaman Chilgeom (武當七劍), who was leading the group from the front, left his position in an instant.

As they made their way through the crowd to the source of the noise, a terrible scene unfolded before their eyes.

Dozens of demon cultists were mercilessly slaughtering those on the outskirts of the procession.

The four disciples of the recluse were responding, but the difference in power was significant.

Sigh!

One of the students from Ewha University, who suffered a wound on his chest, stepped back with an embarrassed expression.

The injury itself was not that serious, but since he had little combat experience, he was scared and lost his will to fight.

“Hahaha!”

A demonic cultist who bursts into laughter and swings his long sword.

The third medley of Shaman Chilgeom, who urgently stood in front of the disciple of Lee Dae, used the Taecheong Sword Technique and pushed him away.

Whoops!

The magician, who was struggling with his upper body greatly tilted, eventually fell down without regaining his balance.

Reacting to the sound of the crash, the rest of the demonic cultists all rushed towards the medley gym.

“Where!”

The rest of the shaman Chilgeom, who came down to the clearing behind them, responded.

Kakakang!

A brief skirmish took place.

Each and every one of the Demonic Cultists were skilled enough to be called elite.

However, Shaman Chilgeom’s inaction, which is said to be comparable to the Plum Blossom Sword of the Hwasan Sect, greatly surpassed them.

“Tsk.”

“There is no need to overdo it. “I’m leaving at this point.”

The demonic cultists, who were on the defensive, turned their backs and began to run away.

Shaman Chilgeom only frowned and did not chase them.

Honyo Dojang, the first of the Shaman Seven Swords and renowned as the best swordsman of the Shaman, looked back and asked.

“Are you okay?”

“yes. But the masters…”

“Damn devil cult bastards.”

In my heart, I wanted to pursue him until the end and punish him.

With Shaman Chilgeom’s skills, it was entirely possible.

The problem was that there were people who had to protect their backs.

‘If we break ranks here, much greater damage could occur.’

This was the reason for obediently letting go of the demons who harmed the monk’s disciple.

Now was the time to prioritize rational judgment over emotions.

Quang!

An explosion rang out.

This time it was in the opposite direction.

The Shaman Chilgeom, who exchanged glances with each other, fired new weapons at the same time.

There was no time to retrieve the bodies of the dead soldiers.

“Ugh!”

“Execution in prison!”

The cries of those left behind melted into the air.

* * *

Boom!

“Where are you going? “You rat bastards.”

“…!”

The fifth spirit seal of Shaman Seven Swords held its breath.

Disaster fell before our eyes.

Bungcheon Demon Emperor, an absolute expert who holds the first place in the eight great demon armies.

It was a monster that it was impossible to know whether they would be able to defeat it even if the best of the Four Gates attacked it all at once.

‘It’s a big deal. ‘I’m the only one here right now.’

Other shamans and elders were scattered throughout the area to prepare for sporadic attacks.

It would take time to gather enough power to oppose the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

‘He’s even exhausted because he hasn’t been able to rest properly for the past few days.’

My mind became dizzy.

I was faced with a choice.

Do you abandon the executioners and run away to save the future, or do you face the eight great demon armies with the determination to imprison them?

Thinking rationally, I should have chosen the former.

If you fight here, there is a high chance that you will die.

It was an enemy he couldn’t handle.

Even if I tried my best, it wasn’t enough, and my current physical condition was beyond me.

‘Whoa.’

The conflict did not last long.

After catching his breath, Hongang Dojang kicked off the ground and rushed at Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

I knew I had made a stupid decision.

There was no reason to foolishly fight one-on-one with an absolute expert, even if his sacrifice led to saving the others.

But how could he run away, abandoning his family who had just eaten a pot of rice?

‘Please take care of the rest. Honyo’s execution.’

In the blink of an eye, the fist of the Bungcheon Demon Emperor invades the gap.

It was the moment when the Honkang Dojo was about to strike back with a blow containing all his might.

“Go away.”

Something flew in from the side and dug into the side of the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

It happened all of a sudden.

Everyone watching looked surprised.

‘What about that?’

The Hongang Dojo’s pupils were greatly dilated.

A sword flying freely through empty space.

Even a child would know what this meant.

‘Fighting swordsmanship (馭劍術)! A swordsman who has reached the absolute peak has come to assist!’

Quadddddd!

The Pungcheon Demon Emperor, who had been pushed away leaving long footprints on the ground, looked to the side with an annoyed expression.

I was not prepared for it and thought I had been hit directly, but it seemed to be more intact than I thought.

It seemed like he covered the impact point with his hand in that brief moment.

“Are you the Sword King?”

“Then you are the Bungcheon Demon Zero.”

An old man with his back to me was standing on top of a hill and looking in this direction.

I noticed that my breathing was slightly rough, perhaps because I had run a long distance.

It seems that he moved first, leaving his family’s warriors behind to help the shaman faction.

“Why are you hiding your hands? “Like someone trying to hide an injury.”

“I don’t think it’s a question I’m asking because I don’t know. As expected, the assailant who confronted me at the White Pine House was one of the Eight Demon Lords, right?”

“Do you think you can deal with me with that body?”

“You underestimate me too much. Don’t worry. “I’m not the type of person who would be intimidated by an injury like this.”

The air around the area became heavy due to the nervous battle between the two absolute masters.

The Honkang Dojo adjusted his sword with a serious expression.

The feeling of relief at the appearance of the Sword King suddenly disappeared and tension rose again.

Judging from the content of the conversation, it seemed that the Sword King was far from being in perfect condition.

‘We must join in.’

I myself couldn’t gauge the level of the two people.

But one thing was certain.

The Sword King’s side is at a disadvantage.

The Bungcheon Demon Emperor and the Sword King should not have been allowed to face off one-on-one like this.

“Good. “At this point, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to reduce the Ten Thousand Emperors by one.”

“I’m sorry, but that won’t happen.”

The sword and fist clashed, creating a loud noise.

From that point on, the two absolute masters began to clash in earnest.

Ku-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

* * *

“Big.”

The King of Swords lowered his head and looked at the affected area and sighed.

Somehow, he succeeded in defeating the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

To be precise, when Shaman Chilgeom, attracted by the noise, tried to join in, he retreated without hesitation.

“Are you okay?”

“Don’t worry about me. “It would be best to take care of the injured disciples first.”

“…….”

Hongang Dojo’s eyes narrowed.

The Sword King said it was okay, but no matter how you look at it, it was not an injury to be taken lightly.

The bruises inflicted by the Bungcheon Demon Emperor were not that serious.

The problem was his right hand, where the skin had almost completely peeled off.

It seemed like it would be difficult to even hold the sword in that state.

‘Because who the hell did you fight with?’

I wanted to ask about the circumstances, but now was the time to take care of the matters, as the Sword King said.

Honkang Dojang, who had wielded his power with great restraint, turned his back and left the place.

The Sword King glanced at his right hand again and muttered quietly.

‘It will take some time to fully recover.’

Mine, who had faced him at the guesthouse a few days ago, was without a doubt an absolute expert.

If I hadn’t noticed that he was disguised as a member of the Changgung Sword Team, he probably wouldn’t have ended up injured.

‘He was a master with such great skills.’

Even though they joined forces with the warriors of the family, they were unable to subdue them, so what more can I say?

Of course, the opponent was not safe either.

It was clear that he would have difficulty moving for a while as he persistently followed him and stabbed him in the side.

‘I never thought there would be such an expert in the Demonic Cult other than its leader.’

The force dispatched to Hubuk was more powerful than expected.

I thought it was going to be a difficult fight.

* * *

“It’s Bungcheon Demon Emperor!”

“Here is the Bungcheon Demon Emperor!”

There was a furrow between Zain Dojang’s eyebrows.

Demonic cultists led by the Bungcheon Demon Emperor attacked again.

This time, they boldly attacked from the front.

Even after the warriors of the Namgung family joined, the demonic cultists did not stop attacking.

Many people were killed or injured.

Among those sacrificed was Jagong Dojang, an elder of the Shaman sect and renowned as a top-level expert.

“You guys!”

“I won’t leave you alone!”

The disciples in the area confronted the demonic cultists as if they had been waiting for them.

Everyone was on high alert because of the demonic cultists who repeatedly hit and run as if they were on high alert.

Empty! Empty! Empty!

An old man holding a sword in his hand rushed through the air.

The Sword King, who was observing the situation in the center of the line, sensed something strange and came to join in.

“Let’s see the end soon. Sword King.”

“Do you know how many times you’ve run away after only making verbal threats?”

The Bungcheon Demon Emperor, laughing, tangled with the Sword King and engaged in a fierce battle.

The front of the line quickly became chaos.

Zain Dojang calmly looked around and slowly nodded.

In terms of power, our army had the advantage.

Although each enemy had outstanding skills, they were ultimately nothing more than a separate unit.

Although the disciples were injured and exhausted, they did not think that they would be unable to defeat them.

Teuong!

It was time to give instructions after completing the judgment.

An arrow flew with a crack and hit Ja-in Dojang’s shoulder.

“Tsk!”

“Elder!”

The shocked disciples tried to help her.

Jain Dojang pushed them away and shouted.

“Get back! Dangerous!”

Teuong!

An arrow flies again.

The moment the tangible energy surrounding the arrowhead came into view, Jain Dojang felt death.

‘Was it me who was targeting from the beginning?’

The next moment, something amazing happened.

Kwazizig!

Isn’t the arrow coming right in front of you hitting something invisible and shattering it into pieces?

Debris flew in all directions.

A familiar voice sounded in the ears of Zain Dojang, who did not understand the situation and had a blank expression on his face.

-Are you okay?