Swordless Demonic Path

Chapter 69

Thump-thump-thump!

Over a hundred warriors headed for Yichang from the wide-open main gate of the Nanchang branch.

Murong Bao was sitting in the carriage at the very back.

Around noon, a letter arrived from the Red Spider Sect Master. It said that he had come to Yichang and asked for his protection.

Knowing that he, who had disappeared from Guguang, had returned, Murong Bao hurriedly left the branch.

Jo Geom-ok and the warriors of the inspection pavilion were with him around the carriage.

Murong Bao's room was empty, and only the wind was flowing quietly.

Rustle!

The young man in plain clothes who had appeared there began to search the room.

It was Jin Sa-wol.

After searching Murong Bao's room, Jin Sa-wol searched the rooms, including Jo Geom-ok's and the guest hall, with ease.

At that time, many warriors from the Namgung family and Azure Sword Sect also went outside at once.

* * *

The main hall, located in the center of the old abandoned manor, had its door half open.

Gwak Sang was sitting tied to a chair inside.

Although he couldn't speak because he was gagged, his eyes and nose were alive.

Since he was tied up tightly, it was not easy to move.

Il-hu, who was standing behind Gwak Sang, grabbed his shoulder and said.

"If you wait, someone will come to save you. They will decide your life and death."

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Although it sounded like he was begging for his life, Il-hu was not interested. She retreated and then disappeared into the darkness of the main hall.

Gwak Sang was looking ahead with a complicated gaze.

Although not even a shadow of a person was seen for a while, when the sun went over the western mountain and turned red, the sound of footsteps was heard.

And warriors entered the abandoned manor. They were the warriors of the Namgung family.

Thump!

Namgung Wi, who had opened the door of the main hall wide and entered, saw Gwak Sang sitting in the center and showed a bright smile.

"Who is this? Isn't it Master Gwak? What were you doing alone in a place like this?"

Namgung Wi, who had approached with long strides at the fact that he was gagged, was about to untie the gag from his mouth.

But he soon stopped his hand.

"No. It's best to kill him like this. It doesn't suit us to talk about useless things."

Namgung Wi smiled and drew his sword.

Gwak Sang's eyes shook greatly. The worst situation he had thought of was a meeting with the Namgung family.

They had no reason to let him live. Killing to silence was the most certain way to shut a mouth.

'Damn it.'

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

As if begging for his life, Gwak Sang moved his body like crazy, but Namgung Wi shook his head.

"Why did you bother to stick to the Martial Alliance and make things troublesome. Tsk, tsk!"

Namgung Wi, who had raised his sword above his head, raised his hand and waved as if to say goodbye.

In that instant, Murong Bao jumped in, breaking through the side door of the main hall.

"Stop!"

Papapat!

Murong Bao, who had quickly come inside, held his sword in his hand and aimed it at Namgung Wi.

"If you kill the Red Spider Sect Master, you won't be safe either."

"Brother Murong. Are you saying we should see blood between us?"

"Is there a reason we can't?"

"Are you saying we'll become enemies from a relationship where we shared wine cups until a few days ago?"

"If it's for the Alliance, there's nothing I can't do."

Murong Bao, who had spoken coldly, smiled coldly.

Namgung Wi frowned and aimed the tip of his sword at Murong Bao.

Gwak Sang, as the two masters revealed their killing intent with him in between, cheered for Murong Bao.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"

Although he shouted 'Go Murong Bao', it was not heard.

"Do you think the members of the Nanchang branch will help Brother Murong?"

"Do you think a bunch of rabble will be a threat to me?"

"You have spirit."

Shwik!

Namgung Wi moved towards Murong Bao first. As his sword cut Murong Bao's chest and waist, Murong Bao did not retreat and fought back.

"Strike!"

"Waaaah!"

Clatter-clang-clang!

The warriors of the Namgung family and the Martial Alliance began to fight around the abandoned manor. The warriors of the Nanchang branch were hesitating between the two.

Fighting with the Namgung family was like fighting with their own family. But attacking Murong Bao was a situation where families were fighting.

"Waaaah!"

Just then, hundreds of warriors jumped over the gate and wall of the abandoned manor.

"Save the pavilion master!"

"Waaaah!"

They were the members of the Red Spider Sect.

Behind them, men in black and men in red also jumped in.

"The members of the Evil Blood Gang, save the Red Spider Sect Master!"

"The Great Hero Gang, step forward too! There's no need to be afraid of the Martial Alliance! Kill them all!"

The unorthodox sects in the vicinity of Poyang Lake also stepped forward. They were the sworn brothers of the Red Spider Sect Master.

They also flocked to the abandoned manor and fought.

Murong Bao and Namgung Wi, who were observing the outside of the main hall, nodded.

"For now, let's take care of them first."

"That would be good."

The two had no choice but to attack the unorthodox sect members who were rushing in.

* * *

"Hoho!"

Jo-rim stood on a high branch and laughed, covering her mouth with her sleeve. There was no mess like this.

Since Gwak Sang was the bait, the Namgung family did not stay still, and Murong Bao also came out.

On top of that, when she had informed the members of the Red Spider Sect, who lived around Poyang Lake, of the life and death of the Red Spider Sect Master, they had also jumped in.

"It's fun."

Jo-rim trembled her shoulders.

Many people had fallen into the trap she had made. It felt like watching bugs caught in a spider's web.

It was as if she had become the mastermind of the black curtain.

"The situation?"

Next to Jo-rim, Jin Sa-wol appeared as if by magic.

"It's just the beginning. I've never worked with you before, but it's so much fun now that I've tried. I'm going to get addicted."

Jo-rim handed the dried meat in her hand to Jin Sa-wol. Jin Sa-wol chewed on the dried meat and observed the abandoned manor.

Namgung Ji and Woo Jeong-bong were eating at a tavern in Yichang. He had told them to come to the abandoned manor for a walk after finishing their meal.

Whoosh!

Jo Geom-ok and her subordinates, who were coming out of the main hall, entered Jin Sa-wol's eyes.

Since they were holding Gwak Sang, it seemed they were trying to get out of this place.

* * *

"Kraak! Damn it!"

Slice! Thwack!

Namgung Wi, who had cut the arm of a Red Spider Sect member and cut his chest, frowned.

It was surprising that there were so many Red Spider Sect members, and they had flocked as if they had been waiting.

Suddenly, he thought it was a trap.

"Murong Bao, that bastard..."

He thought that the person who had made the trap was, of course, Murong Bao. As he thought that, he wondered if he had been played by Murong Bao's trick.

Namgung Wi, who had run into the main hall, realized that he had been had when he saw that Gwak Sang was not there.

"You sly bastard."

Whoosh!

A fire started in the main hall.

Namgung Wi hurriedly ran outside.

"Waaaah!"

Still, with a shout, the warriors of the Red Spider Sect and various other unorthodox sects were fighting with the warriors of the Namgung family.

Namgung Wi went up on the roof of the main hall and looked around once.

The sky was still full of a red sunset, and it seemed there was still about half an hour left before the sun set.

"It's Namgung Wi! Kill that bastard!"

The members of the Red Spider Sect, who had discovered Namgung Wi on the roof, jumped up.

The warriors of the Namgung family went up on the roof to protect Namgung Wi and killed the members of the Red Spider Sect.

"Hmph!"

Namgung Wi observed the dying unorthodox sect members with a gaze that looked at a bug and then moved to the building on the right.

* * *

The warriors of the inspection pavilion of the Martial Alliance, who had jumped over the wall that led to the garden, entered a three-story pavilion, holding Gwak Sang.

They, who had gone up to the third floor, put Gwak Sang down and untied his gag.

"Hmph! Hmph!"

Gwak Sang, who was sweating profusely, raised his voice towards Murong Bao and the warriors of the Martial Alliance.

"It's a trap made by the Hao Mun guys. It's the Hao Mun."

"The Hao Mun?"

"This is all a trick of the Hao Mun. The one who kidnapped me was also the Hao Mun. The master of that Honghwaru is the Hao Mun's..."

Papapat!

A dozen or so daggers flew in from the open window.

As Jo Geom-ok, who was behind Murong Bao, stepped forward and parried the daggers, this time, a dagger that had fallen from the ceiling dug into Gwak Sang's Baihui acupoint.

Thwack!

"Ugh!"

Gwak Sang stared at Murong Bao with wide eyes.

"Damn it!"

Murong Bao, with a face full of annoyance, held Gwak Sang, but it was not like the dagger embedded in his Baihui acupoint would disappear.

"Damn it... Keok!"

Gwak Sang, who could not finish his words, finally closed his eyes and collapsed powerlessly.

Murong Bao raised his head and looked at the ceiling. In the meantime, three warriors of the inspection pavilion went up to the ceiling.

Crash! Crash!

The moment they broke the ceiling and went up, as if they had been waiting, a sword light glittered and stabbed the chests and necks of the three.

Thwack-thwack-thwack!

"Keuk!"

"Ugh!"

Murong Bao, who saw the three subordinates who had fallen from the ceiling with a scream, went up himself. Jo Geom-ok followed him.

Whoosh!

As he landed on the roof, fluttering his clothes, he saw a young man standing at a distance of about two zhang.

"Jin Sa-wol."

Murong Bao maintained his composure as much as possible in the absurd situation.

"You kidnapped Gwak Sang. Why did you kill him?"

Although Murong Bao asked, Jin Sa-wol shook his head. It wasn't him who had killed him, but Il-hu.

Gwak Sang's role was up to here, and since he was no longer needed, he had been killed.

"Is a reason necessary?"

As Jin Sa-wol asked back, Murong Bao showed a strong killing intent and took a step forward.

"It seems I looked too ridiculous."

Whoosh!

Murong Bao stepped forward first and stabbed his sword. Since Murong Bao, who used a fast sword, was his sword, he narrowed the distance of two zhang in an instant.

Since Jin Sa-wol was also skilled in the fast sword, he extended his own sword towards Murong Bao's flying sword.

Clang!

Only one of the several sword shadows collided. Murong Bao, who had retreated with a strong echo, had a hardened expression.

Jin Sa-wol lowered his sword and was looking at Jo Geom-ok, not Murong Bao.

Just then, Namgung Wi ran to the pavilion and shouted.

"Murong Bao! You bastard! You were here!"

Whoosh!

As he jumped up, Murong Bao hurriedly spoke to Jo Geom-ok and flew his body.

"Kill him."

Whoosh!

Murong Bao's figure fell towards Namgung Wi. As the figures of the two crossed, a sharp sword light and a strong wind blew.

In front of Jin Sa-wol, who was looking at them, the tip of a sword appeared. It was Jo Geom-ok.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

From behind her, two warriors drew a semicircle to the left and right and pressed on Jin Sa-wol.

Jin Sa-wol, looking at Jo Geom-ok's sword, slid back and then stabbed his sword to the right.

Ping!

A silver sword qi, which had grown by one zhang, extended forward like an awl.

Thwack!

"Kraak!"

The warrior on the right, with his eyes wide open, had a large hole pierced in his chest and fell without even being able to scream properly.

Jin Sa-wol, who had left only an afterimage, passed the warrior on the left.

Thwack!

The warrior on the left stared blankly as Jin Sa-wol passed. It was as if a faint cloud had passed.

"Keuk!"

He, who had grabbed his chest, staggered and collapsed on the floor.

Clang-clang-clang!

It was then that a sharp metallic sound exploded. Jin Sa-wol, who had blocked Jo Geom-ok's sword, stabbed his sword towards her solar plexus and waist.

Ping! Ping!

A fantastic sword shadow and a flash that bloomed in the air descended upon Jo Geom-ok at the same time.

Jo Geom-ok stepped on the Flowing Cloud Steps and circled the roof widely.

A sound of cutting through the air was following her. It was the sword qi that Jin Sa-wol had created.

Shwaak!

Jo Geom-ok, who had appeared in front of Jin Sa-wol with the sound of wind, disappeared with a flash.

Jin Sa-wol's sword cut through the flash at a fast speed.

Thwack!

Jin Sa-wol's sword dug into Jo Geom-ok's left armpit.

Although a wound was made and blood flowed, Jo Geom-ok's expression showed no change.

She grabbed Jin Sa-wol's sword with her left hand. At the same time, her sword cut Jin Sa-wol's entire body.

Papapat!

Jo Geom-ok's sword cut through the air with a sharp sound of cutting through the air.

Jin Sa-wol, who had retreated, looked at Jo Geom-ok with an indifferent face.

"To think you would let go of your sword."

Jo Geom-ok muttered and raised her left arm. Jin Sa-wol's sword, which had been stuck in her armpit, fell on the roof tiles.

(End of Chapter)