Swordless Demonic Path

Chapter 54 : The Mountains and Rivers Are Dead (4)

"There is."

Jin Sa-wol answered, wiping the blood flowing from his forehead.

"Your tone is insolent."

Mun-gang's eyes were smiling, drawing a crescent moon. He was still twisting his beard, and it seemed he was quite interested in Jin Sa-wol.

On the other hand, he seemed to have no feelings about Mi-chung's death.

Well, in the first place, Mun-gang had no such thing as camaraderie, and it was the same for Mi-chung.

They were that kind of relationship.

Anyway, Jin Sa-wol's body was not in a normal state. Jin Sa-wol himself knew that well.

"Ugh!"

Although he felt almost no pain, he couldn't stop his body's reaction. Jin Sa-wol, who had vomited a bowl of blood, staggered as he felt dizzy.

"If it were an ordinary person, they would have been dead by now, but you're holding on well. Is it not that your mental strength is strong, but that you can't feel it? That could be."

Mun-gang muttered and then examined Jin Sa-wol's entire body once more. It was basic to grasp the enemy's current state.

"Since Mi-chung's martial arts were low, he carried around various miscellaneous things. It seems he believed that they would protect him. But I'm different from that guy."

Mun-gang held one of the two twin sabers, a half-moon saber, in his left hand.

His plump belly jiggled, and his thick arms and legs looked clumsy.

Mun-gang, jiggling his large cheeks, spoke again.

"There's no need to go all out against a guy who's about to die. My left hand is enough."

Seeing Mun-gang, who was jiggling his cheeks, Jin Sa-wol nodded. Since the opponent was going easy on him, there was no need to provoke him.

Jin Sa-wol, rather than the pain, thought about how to kill Mun-gang first.

When he saw an enemy, what came to his mind was how to kill them. But in his current state, he couldn't think of a way to kill Mun-gang.

"You're planning to play with me and then kill me."

At Jin Sa-wol's words, Mun-gang grinned.

"You know well."

Thump! Whoosh!

Mun-gang, who had kicked the ground and lightly jumped forward, swung his saber, aiming for Jin Sa-wol's head and waist at the same time. It was a speed that was fast enough to be called swift.

"The most basic thing about killing is to kill quickly. And my specialty is to skin the flesh and bones."

Papapat!

The afterimages of the half-moon saber increased to a dozen or so.

Jin Sa-wol twisted his body and swung his flexible sword. The flexible sword, which was swaying like a reed, made a straight line and blocked Mun-gang's half-moon saber.

A loud metallic sound echoed.

Mun-gang smiled and swung his half-moon saber even faster.

"Slow! You're slow! Hahaha! Slow! You're slow!"

Pfft!

A drop of blood splattered from Jin Sa-wol's cheek. After that, blood splattered from his shoulder and legs, as well as his chest.

"Doesn't it hurt? It will hurt! Cry! It would be even better if you barked like a pig! Hahahaha!"

Mun-gang's expression, who was swinging his half-moon saber while talking loudly, was soaked in pleasure.

Jin Sa-wol retreated, blocking the saber of Mun-gang, who was shouting while splattering saliva.

If his body had been normal, he could have attacked Mun-gang's neck or glabella several times already.

There was enough space to attack Mun-gang through the gaps of the flying half-moon sabers.

But his hand did not move.

Although his eyes could see, his body did not follow, so this was also a strange feeling.

"I told you to bark like a dog!"

Mun-gang shouted again, as if he were annoyed by Jin Sa-wol, who didn't even groan.

As his half-moon saber was about to cut his neck, Jin Sa-wol retreated.

'I will definitely kill him.'

In that instant, the figure of Jin Sa-wol, who had jumped forward again, increased to four and then passed Mun-gang like an illusion.

Mun-gang stopped his movement with wide eyes.

"Hmph!"

Thwack-thwack!

Jin Sa-wol, who had cut Mun-gang and passed, had a hardened expression when he saw a drop of blood on the tip of his flexible sword.

As he operated the explosive burst of the True Blood Demonic Art, his body moved as if it were exploding.

At the same time, he unfolded the Ghostly Soul Sword Art's Heavenly Ghost Killing Sword and cut Mun-gang's neck four times in a row.

But there was no particular feeling in the hand that held the sword.

Whoosh!

With the wind, Mun-gang's figure shook and then disappeared.

Whoosh!

Mun-gang, who had fallen in front of Jin Sa-wol with the sound of wind, had become a completely different person from before.

His plump body had disappeared without a trace, and his arms and legs also looked like those of an ordinary person.

His face was also reddish, and his cheeks had all disappeared.

Rustle!

Mun-gang took off his upper garment.

Since his body had shrunk, the large clothes would only be a hindrance to his movement.

His sturdy upper body and muscular arms, with red and blue veins mixed, created a strange atmosphere.

Drip!

A long blood line was drawn on Mun-gang's left cheek, and a drop of blood flowed down. It was a wound that had been created when he had dodged Jin Sa-wol's Heavenly Ghost Killing Sword.

Jin Sa-wol recalled the sight he had seen when he had stabbed Mun-gang's Baihui acupoint at the iron tower for the first time.

At that time, he was even thinner than now. That meant that his body could change even more.

Mun-gang touched the drop of blood flowing from his cheek and asked.

"What was that just now?"

Jin Sa-wol held his sword with an indifferent face, without answering.

Mun-gang frowned. The movement just now was definitely enough to threaten him.

But the Jin Sa-wol in front of him looked like it was difficult to even move.

'A guy who looks like he's about to die...'

Mun-gang carefully observed Jin Sa-wol again with a cautious gaze.

He couldn't rush in recklessly.

Although the Iron Shadow Demonic Art changed the body, its internal energy consumption was high.

Since about an hour was the limit, he had to see the match before then. The sight of Jin Sa-wol cutting his cheek was not yet properly drawn.

As long as he couldn't follow the guy's movement with his own eyes, moving recklessly was an act of inviting danger.

Jin Sa-wol controlled his breath with his mouth tightly closed.

Since the opponent had not died even after operating the explosive burst, he had to think of the next move.

The reason he was saving his words as much as possible was to gather his scattered internal energy again.

'Once?'

It seemed he could operate the explosive burst about once. But that was just a thought, and he couldn't be sure if his body would follow.

Even now, he was just barely standing.

If Mun-gang rushed in now, he would operate the explosive burst and attack. But if even that attack was blocked, he had to assume there was no next.

Mun-gang, unlike his appearance, had a very cautious personality. Since he had a wound on his cheek, he should have been angry, but he acted even more calmly.

'Does he not even have the strength to answer? He's definitely tired.'

Swish!

Seeing Mun-gang take a step forward, Jin Sa-wol instinctively lowered his upper body and held his sword.

Mun-gang's expression hardened.

In that instant, with a crash! sound, the huge tower shook greatly.

With a crash! sound again, he saw a man falling from the seventh floor.

It was Woo Jeong-bong.

"Chase him!"

Behind Woo Jeong-bong, the warriors of the Blood Curtain were jumping down.

Woo Jeong-bong discovered Jin Sa-wol and jumped up again.

"This bastard is here!"

Papapat!

Woo Jeong-bong spun a few times in the air and then landed next to Jin Sa-wol.

"I've been looking for you for a while."

Woo Jeong-bong, who was grumbling, had a hardened expression when he saw that Jin Sa-wol's condition was not good, and he looked at Mun-gang.

"Did that guy do it?"

When Woo Jeong-bong asked, Jin Sa-wol nodded.

In that instant, Jin Sa-wol thought, 'Oops!'. He felt as if the master and the dog had been reversed.

Woo Jeong-bong let out a strong killing intent.

"How dare you touch my friend..."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A dozen or so warriors, with their red capes fluttering, landed behind Mun-gang. They were Mun-gang's disciples and the masters of the Blood Curtain.

"Couldn't you kill them on the first floor?"

When Mun-gang asked, Bu-nam, who was standing right behind him, bowed his head.

"I'm sorry."

"You useless bastard."

Mun-gang let out a word with a very angry expression and then turned his eyes to Woo Jeong-bong.

Woo Jeong-bong's appearance was also not normal. His clothes were torn here and there and stained with blood.

But he looked better than Jin Sa-wol.

Mun-gang raised his voice and asked.

"What kind of bastard are you?"

"A disciple of the Wudang Sect!"

At Woo Jeong-bong's answer that he was from the Wudang Sect, Mun-gang's eyes widened as if he were very surprised.

'Why is a Wudang Sect bastard here?' he thought, and then he asked Bu-nam, who was standing behind him.

"Is that right?"

"Yes, he is from the Wudang Sect. His sword art is strange and girlish, but also frightening."

"That's right."

At the words that it was girlish, Mun-gang nodded.

"An annoying guy has come along."

Hearing the word 'girlish', Woo Jeong-bong raised his sword and aimed it at Mun-gang with an angry expression.

"Girlish? You red monkey!"

At the words 'red monkey', Mun-gang burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha! You're an insolent bastard!"

Surprisingly, Mun-gang laughed loudly and did not get angry, and he withdrew his killing intent.

Dealing with one hunter and dealing with the Wudang Sect were problems of a completely different dimension.

If he was unlucky, he would have to go to war.

"Let's retreat at this point. You're lucky guys."

Mun-gang released the Iron Shadow Demonic Art. Then he returned to his original plump appearance.

At the sudden change, Woo Jeong-bong's eyes widened.

Mun-gang, looking at the surprised Woo Jeong-bong, stroked his goat beard and spoke again.

"It would be better not to get close to that guy. He's a guy who doesn't suit Wudang."

Mun-gang soon turned his body and then headed for the magnificent building with his subordinates.

Bu-nam approached and asked.

"Why did you just let them go?"

Bu-nam seemed to be bothered by the fact that he was sending Woo Jeong-bong and Jin Sa-wol back.

Mun-gang glanced at Jin Sa-wol, who was carrying Jin Sa-wol and unfolding his lightness skill, and looked at him.

"Do I have to build a grudge with Wudang for just one hunter? There's nothing good about it."

"It's certainly difficult to deal with the Wudang Sect."

Bu-nam had a face full of disappointment. More than ten of his subordinates had died at Woo Jeong-bong's hands, and he had also lost five low-grade corpse ghosts.

Mun-gang, who had frowned, looked at the retreating Woo Jeong-bong and Jin Sa-wol. His eyes turned to Jin Sa-wol.

"He might be related to the Cult."

The sight of Jin Sa-wol fighting with Mi-chung remained in his mind.

"Collect Mi-chung's body and send it to the Cult. We're leaving this place too."

There was no reason to be here anymore.

"Understood."

Bu-nam answered and then gave instructions to his subordinates.

* * *

A man was tied to a chair that was placed alone in a dark stone room. He was blindfolded and even had a gag in his mouth.

It was Ha Mae-sang, who had been in the Namgung family.

He had been led out by the warriors of the Namgung family while he was sleeping and had lost consciousness. After that, he had had to sit like this.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Although he twisted his whole body and put strength in his arms to get out of here, he did not move.

The rope that had tied him to the chair as if he were one body did not come loose no matter how much he struggled.

Clank!

Just then, with the sound of the door opening, Jo-rim appeared. She approached Ha Mae-sang with a languid face.

The two attendants who had followed her moved busily.

One placed a chair, and the other untied Ha Mae-sang's blindfold and gag.

"Ugh!"

Ha Mae-sang, who had opened his eyes, gasped when he saw Jo-rim sitting in a chair.

"Why are you so surprised? Do I look ugly?"

"No. You are so beautiful that I was surprised without realizing it."

Ha Mae-sang instinctively knew that the woman in front of him was the one who had captured him.

"Why did you run away?"

"What? Run away?"

"You ran away from the Hao Mun."

"It's a misunderstanding. I didn't run away from the Hao Mun, but just hid myself for a while."

Ha Mae-sang answered urgently and then asked.

"But who are you?"

"The new branch master."

"Ah... You are truly beautiful. Hehe!"

Ha Mae-sang laughed to flatter her.

Jo-rim, as if she didn't like that, shook her head and poked Ha Mae-sang's left eye with her finger.

Thwack