The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 265

Episode 265

In the first place, it was a battle where the opponent was no match.

Of course, it didn’t end before it started properly, or it didn’t press down quickly with a huge gap like adults and children.

Gwangdo was in a hurry and Jinmu was just relaxed.

“Heh heh…”

Gwangdo, breathing heavily, glared at Jinmu fiercely in the moment of stepping back.

Gwangdo, who had consumed half of his inner energy because he had penetrated the Jinbeop with force earlier, was struggling just to block Jinmu’s swordsman.

“what? Are you giving up?”

Jinmu twirls and smiles.

He is holding a sword made of blue steel in his hand.

The problem is a sword floating above his head as if he were alive.

The sword is not enough, so it’s called a sword? What do you mean there are all these guys?

I thought that kind of guy was just a shaman

sword.

Come to think of it, it looks similar, but it doesn’t make sense that the shaman’s sword is with Salmak.

“….”

I suddenly looked at myself and the state of Jinmu.

Aside from the cut hem, the whole body is full of scars, but the damn guy in front of me doesn’t even see a trace of the scars.

In the middle of it, I felt like my blood was gushing backwards as I scraped the insides even with that rude tone.

“What are you doing? I don’t have much time.”

“…”

Gwangdo wanted to crush Jinmu’s smiling face. But I have no idea how to fight.

The guy is stronger than himself.

There is no chance of winning by facing head-on.

win sword.

Although it is an excellent martial art that is called the last realization of the sword, it will not be able to drag on the fight for long.

It was because the consumption of internal energy was beyond imagination.

Fortunately, seeing that he couldn’t escape more than half of his body, he was at the level of a sign language sword.

Since he was even using a sword, his inner energy would soon run dry. No, the purity of the sword is already decreasing.

Judging from the situation, he didn’t seem to be aware of his change yet.

yes, hold on for now

His pride hurts, but he runs away and runs away again to create an opportunity. We need to aim for the moment when his history shows the bottom.

There’s a sledgehammer waiting in the back, but I don’t have the energy to care about that.

For now, I just do my best to kill him.

“I’ll see how long I can do it, etc.

Having made a decision, Gwangdo lowers the sword sword diagonally, and bloody light flashes in his eyes.

“Yeah, it’s fun when it comes out like that.”

The moment Jinmu laughed and spit it out, a new type of light came flying in like an explosion.

Aaaaang!

The two of them started fighting again with the harsh sound of metal.

“…”

But the energy of the sword of light suddenly changed.

Miscellaneous changes have disappeared from the snipe, which he swung like a wild boar cub. History and short and concise herbivores with only the necessary amount.

what?

Jinmu bounced off the yam sword and his eyes lit up.

if?

Taaang! Shuaak!

When Jinmu’s sword, which had pushed away Gwangdo with the sword sword, made a transverse attack with a darker blue light than before, a half-moon-shaped strong sword flew through space.

Gwangdo hurriedly ducked his back to avoid the strong wind, and a smile of repentance appeared on his lips.

Kwaaang!

While the strong air that touched the cliff wall left an explosion sound, the light was shot towards Jinmu again.

“….”

The same way of stealing. Now I get a rough feeling.

This bastard now knows what he’s aiming for.

He buys time by pretending to charge with menacing swords until his inner strength is exhausted. It is to wait for an ally and at the same time to lose strength.

A bastard with a bad head is rolling on a small head.

what good try it somewhere Let me play with your rhythm for a while.

Instead, I need to know what you guys want.

What are you doing, why are you trying to kill me?

grasp!

Jinmu, who suddenly stepped back, suddenly began to raise his inner energy.

Deuk Dede Deuk!

A blue seongi rose like a whirlwind from the two feet he stepped on and wrapped around Jinmu’s body, and the surrounding earth began to twist in response to the aftermath of the energy.

oh oh oh

The atmosphere couldn’t stand the energy of him who had risen to the level of the river and screamed.

* * *

“God!”

Soyakbyeok, who had been watching from behind at Jinmu’s sudden change, clenched his fists and called out.

why?

The present appearance was different from the appearance of Cheonju he had seen so far.

The Lord of Heaven never wastes his inner energy. He always used his inner energy as efficiently as he needed.

Come to think of it, why is it not Mukryonghonwongong but blue Seongi?

If you learned two conflicting martial arts, there would be a conflict of internal forces, so why is it okay?

Above all, if you use strong energy at random like that, you will run out of energy in an instant.

Worried that something might be wrong, Hwangshin tapped her shoulder as her face hardened.

“…?”

The emperor who smiles brightly.

“it’s okay. That stream… Hmmm, the great God must have an idea.”

“…?”

Gaecheon… What other martial art is that?

Soyakbyeok, who hadn’t heard about Yang’s Heart Gong from Jinmu, couldn’t understand at all.

However, Hwangshin seemed to know Jinmu’s goal.

It is obviously intended to use the same method as before. Even then, the shaman’s martial arts drained the opponent’s soul, and at the end he summoned the ink dragon and tore it apart.

When I suddenly remembered the bloody situation at that time, it felt like a chill welled up all over my body.

* * *

Shuaak! Quaang! Kwak!

All sides were filled with strong air.

Every time he swings his sword, the cliff collapses and the ground trampled by his feet screams and twists.

Seeing Jinmu rampaging as if he had only one goal: destruction, Gwangdo felt terrified and had to jump back and run away.

“Damn it!”

What do you mean there are all these babies? Was it an illusion to think I could win?

Even just avoiding it, my breath fills up to the bottom of my chin.

At some point, it was too much to even get out of the way, so I had to put all my energy into using light martial arts.

Jinmu’s strength far exceeded Gwangdo’s expectations.

I don’t think I’ll ever run out of strength. The monster in front of her is similar to Song Yeo-bang, the owner of the palace, or maybe even stronger.

It is said that that young fellow is equal to or stronger than one of the five leaders of the palace.

Whirik. widely.

In an instant, Jinmu scattered his sword and caught Ilhui floating in the air.

couw.

The weight is on the foot he stepped on, and at the same time as he is driven deep into the ground, Jinmu’s hand is quickly pulled.

Among the shaman’s swordsmiths, Jinmu’s favorite swordsmith’s courtship escape.

Originally, it was a martial art with different meanings and many herbivores, but Jinmu chose one herbivore he liked and turned it into a swordsmanship.

With only your own swordsmith.

Chua!

Ilhui, who escaped from the sheath with terrifying speed, stopped on the other side as if he had never drawn an arc.

“…!”

For an instant, the world in front of me draws a clear boundary as if it were split up and down.

A thread instructor of condensed strong spirit used by those who have transcended the realm of the river.

The instructor who divided the world in half follows the path of the sword and bends like a whip.

Gwangdo shot all his remaining inner energy into Yongcheon-hyeol and soared up.

Gwangdo, twisting his body and jumping over the instructor, landed on the ground and brushed his chest. If I was a little late, my leg would have been cut off.

“You fucking bastard. Avoiding that… Heh heh… Were you a rat in your previous life? Heck heck he’s so damn fast.”

“…!”

There is a difference in Gwangdo’s eyes as he watches Jinmu, who is breathing heavily.

exhausted Is it because of the final attack with terrifying power?

Come to think of it, I was holding a sword now. No, it is clear that he lacks the strength to use a sword and a sword.

Moreover, the storm of chi was significantly reduced. Even the blue light of the strong ki overlaid on the sword has faded.

It was clear that the internal energy was slowly showing the bottom. It is proof that his strategy worked.

Gwangdo suddenly glances at the welcome group. The illusion of the madly changing tactic is collapsing.

Well, since I received such a shock from the inside, there was no way I could bear it.

That’s it. When the camp is opened, the demon army and the Bima army will come and his pride will be hurt, but if he joins with him, he can not only catch this guy but also destroy the skin.

When Gwangdo’s eyes were filled with hope, Jinmu breathed heavily and asked.

“Ha ha ha…. What the hell are you guys really? How are you so strong?”

Gwangdo, who thought he had seized the victory, said with an arrogant expression unlike before to scratch his insides more.

“Hey kid. After running around like that, we ended up here. come let me know I am the unmanned light of the palace.”

“…palace?”

Hey, are you guys again?

Jimin’s face turned into a grotesque frown.

이 새끼들 정말 지치지도 않네. How long are you going to disturb me?

“Are you guys really aiming for Sapaecheon?”

“Even if you noticed, it’s too late now. You will die with Salmak!”

Only the baby’s mouth is alive.

“Then why are you living?”

“Of course…”

Gwangdo, who had been talking well, suddenly felt puzzled.

Why do I feel like I’m being newspapered?

The luminous eyes narrowed. Can this guy?

“You bastard…”

“…”

Oh, did you notice the acting? I thought he was only strong, but I guess he’s less stupid than I thought?

“It was a waste…”

“You bastard! You bought me time to recover by talking to me!”

“…”

Oh, did you think that way?

I never thought there would be a bastard dumber than Chun Woo-myeong. The palace guys are also having a lot of trouble.

Well anyway, I don’t think there’s anything more to ask… But I knew one thing.

The fact that those bastards are always interfering with me.

no matter what you decorate The fact that you are aiming is enough.

While Jinmu quietly stood up, Gwangdo threw himself with all his might as if he couldn’t wait any longer.

“die!”

“…”

Gwangdo swung the yam sword with all his might as he swung and flew low, as if sweeping the ground.

To cut off his back.

Aaaaang!

A harsh hitting sound exploded… Huh? hit sound?

The luminous eyes were twisted.

Surely that bastard’s sword is still on the other side? So, did you catch the yam island? Overlaid with blackish strong energy…

“Black… hand?”

Mukryonghonwongong Black Beast.

Kwak.

Jinmu used Mukryonghonwongong at the same time as Danjeon emptied after using Guhontalbaek.

“Why are you surprised?”

“….”

“It’s okay to run amok because you play assholes.”

“…This is what it is.”

It looked like it had exhausted all of its internal energy, so why am I feeling such an enormous amount of energy? Moreover, what was that evil energy that was completely opposite to the previous one?

And those dark, glowing eyes… Smile?

“Are you ready?”

“…what?”

Wow!

The experience carried on the fist that was roughly dug into the abdomen passes through the five organs, breaks the spine, and makes the back soar.

“Fuck!”

A bizarre moan erupted from Gwangdo’s open mouth at a shock he had never felt in his life.

Shuak!

Before he had time to overcome the pain, he immediately crossed his arms to block the attack, but his fists, which had the strength of iron, did not care about any obstacles.

Boo deuk kwaang!

As if hit by a huge hammer, the arm bones are crushed, and the shock is transmitted to the jaw.

Jinmu’s attacks, which made the muscles of the whole body flexible by using projectiles in battle, were unpredictable and even fast.

Fuck! Babak! Bapak!

The fists pounding without a break run through Gwangdo’s body.

Gwangdo gave up his body helplessly like laundry on top of a trimmer, and Jinmu’s fist became a club, smoothing out his flesh and bones as if smoothing out the wrinkles in a cloth.

bang bang bang!

Even the yam, which was lifted up instinctively, fails to fulfill its role and falls to the floor with an ugly dent in the fist.

At the end of the black dragon brawl, a bac fighting technique that ignores defense itself, Gwangdo’s bones in Jinmu’s feet and hands were shattered and his flesh was tearing.

Quick!

Gwangdo’s body soared into the air at the punch raised.

“….”

Jinmu’s pupils followed Gwangdo’s body without holding a trace of emotion.

coo woo

A black orb condensed with the energy of the river rushed into his open hand.

“You must have prepared this much when you were aiming for mine.”

Wow!

A long tail of spheres followed the outstretched hand.

Gwangryong Cheon Gyo-yeol (天咬裂) is said to tear the sky apart.

The black orb that swallowed the luminosity reconciled with its sharp teeth and tore his body apart.

Let’s go!

Luminosity ceased to exist when a sound so horrifying as to make one want to cover one’s ears shook all around.

shoot it

Bloody rain poured down like a shower on a sunny day, along with shredded pieces of meat.

“….”

Serene silence.

The spirit of Jinmu who summoned Mukryong.

Unable to even exclaim at the sight of him who felt even awe beyond fear and fear, the warriors in the flesh just stared blankly at Jinmu.