Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 101



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Episode 101: Underwater War (5)

Why did the Safaines come here?

It can be explained in one sentence: the desire to reach the end of ignorance.

It may seem like each sect is floating along comfortably on the great river called Gangho, but underneath the water, they are constantly moving like ducks paddling.

Whether it’s Hanbin or them, they’re all moving in the same direction to see the end of Muhak.

It was like fighting an underwater war.

Now the only question remains: will you become prey or will you become the hunter?

Hanbin looked into the empty space and organized the Yongrin Sword Technique he had acquired so far.

A basic edition containing aerodynamics and basic physical strength.

An application of the Yongrin Sword Technique’s powerful techniques.

A fusion piece that can be obtained from someone who still has traces of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

What’s behind it?

First, we had to add a basic bookshelf.

Hanbin’s figure bathed in moonlight sparkled as sharply as Wol-ah’s sword.

After a moment of hesitation, Hanbin recalled Gugyeol in his mind.

As he simultaneously used the Begging 18 Steps and Lightning Strike, Hanbin’s figure disappeared from the spot.

Sasa Sak.

* * *

At the same time, at the entrance of Yeongdansan Mountain.

Several shadows appeared and disappeared between the bushes.

Even though the shapes of the clothes were different, the colors were all the same.

Everyone was wearing black nightgowns.

In addition, he was wearing a mask over his face.

There was a reason for this.

A rumor secretly spread among the Sapas.

It was said that Shanxi Sansal passed through here after stealing the Qingming Pill.

A master whose martial arts skills are superior to those of the Sanxi Three Sal.

A sewer with lower martial arts skills than that.

Everyone wanted the elixir.

However, even if they were lucky enough to steal the elixir, they did not have the power to protect it.

The unmanned beings at the top of the food chain were not there.

For that reason, they had no choice but to wear night clothes and masks to hide their identities.

However, there was someone who climbed the mountain alone without a mask or nightgown.

Thud thud.

While others were hiding their footsteps, he moved with his internal energy as if he was showing off his presence.

His white face, as if he had been powdered, stood out.

There are lips that look like they’ve been painted red.

Just by looking at the face, it was difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

He was Im Gil-tae, the Blood Demon Sword.

He was a man ranked in the top 20 of the Magic Ranks.

His nickname was ‘Janhyeolmado’ because his sword never ran dry of blood.

If you look closely at the blade of the blood-breaking sword he uses, you can see that there is a groove carved into the upper part.

Using this home to snatch the opponent’s sword and break it, Geumgeomildo (擒劍一刀) was his signature skill.

Gil-Tae Lim, the bloodthirsty horseman carrying the bloodletting sword on his back, climbed the mountain as if he was walking on flat ground.

At that moment, the sound of weapons clashing was heard from several places.

Buck! Buck!

Im Gil-tae turned his head briefly.

There, masked Sapa warriors were rushing to seize the chest containing the Qingming Pill.

Im Gil-tae smiled faintly at that sight.

Im Gil-tae slowly walked to the center of the chaos.

Buck! Buck!

Im Gil-tae shook his shoulders as if the sound of the swords clashing against each other sounded like the sound of a seven-stringed zither coming from the harp.

Is it because of Im Gil-tae’s momentum?

The resonating sound of the gun slowly stopped.

visor!

Finally, the Sapa warrior who had stopped his sword turned his head and looked at Im Gil-tae.

“Who the hell are you?”

“… … .”

Im Gil-tae just laughed at his question.

Anyone who saw him raise the corners of his lips in a pleasant manner would find it laughable.

Sapha Muin, with his eyebrows narrowed in an unpleasant smile, asked again.

“Who is he? This guy is the kind of guy who would shed tears if he saw the coffin.”

“Foot!”

“This is it, you dare laugh?”

“Isn’t there anyone among you who heard my nickname who has his neck completely cut off? Should I tell you this or not?”

Im Gil-tae tapped his temple and gave a strange mocking laugh to those around him.

Lim Gil-tae, standing in the middle of a battlefield where a dozen people were fighting together, looked completely relaxed.

At this point, even the Sapa warriors began to become wary.

“Please tell me who it is.”

Now, the Sapa Muin is a bit more respectful.

Im Gil-tae’s smile grew even deeper.

“In the martial arts world, they also call him the Bloodthirsty Demon.”

Even his playful tone caused gasps to escape here and there.

“omg!”

“The Bloodthirsty Demon of the Thousand Mountains?”

Cheonsan refers to the Cheonsan Mountains, where the Demonic Cult’s stronghold is located.

There were few martial artists who did not know about the nickname, Bloodthirsty Demon.

Others joined in.

“A master of the Demonic Cult? That cruel… … No, that bloodthirsty demon is you?”

There was a loud noise here and there.

Someone asked again.

“What is a master of the new religion doing here?”

The reason it was called a new religion instead of a demonic religion was to please the Blood Demons.

At that sight, even Gil-Tae Lim, the bloodthirsty demon, snickered.

“Can’t you see? Why would I come? Do you think I came here to play?”

The Sapha warriors took a step back and shouted at the strange tone of speech that was neither male nor female.

“Why did the demon come all the way to Hanam?”

“I had some business in Gangbuk and was on my way there, and I heard there was some good stuff there, so I came to check it out.”

After finishing speaking, Gil-Tae Lim held out his right hand.

At that sight, Sapa Muin tilted his head.

“What does that mean?”

“You guys, I heard there’s something good called Cheongmyeonghwan. Hand it over to me, cuties.”

Anyone can see that it is a sarcastic tone.

At the same time, the Sapa warriors turned their gaze to the small bundle that had fallen on the ground.

A fleeting glance.

The swords of the Sapa warriors were pointed at Im Gil-tae.

The Sapha warriors who exchanged glances simultaneously ran towards Im Gil-tae.

Phew!

Blades flashing everywhere.

Im Gil-tae took his right hand away and pulled out the blood clot from his back.

stroke!

At the same time, it crossed their center.

As Im Gil-tae crossed the Sapa unmanned area, a strange sound rang out.

Tick! Tick!

After a couple of strange sounds, Im Gil-tae completely broke through the direction they came from.

Im Gil-tae turned around and gestured towards the Sapa soldiers.

The Sapa warriors tilted their heads as if they had no idea what that meant.

At that moment, Im Gil-tae snapped his fingers.

bang!

At the same time, their weapons began to break in half and fall down.

Knock! Knock!

The sword and sword blades were shattered in half and were stuck in the ground.

“Oh my god!”

“You are a real bloodthirsty demon!”

As everyone clenched their teeth, Im Gil-tae slowly walked over.

Thud thud.

As he completely released his inner energy, the scent of blood lingered around Im Gil-tae.

At that momentum, the Sapa warriors dropped their weapons that were torn in half.

Knock! Knock!

At the same time, the Sapa warrior at the very front shouted.

“I lost. So… … .”

He was speechless.

Swish!

Before he could finish his words, Im Gil-tae’s sword passed by naturally, drawing a line in the air.

In that moment, blood appeared on the neck of the Sapha warrior standing at the very front.

Im Gil-tae smiled and tapped the Sapa warrior’s head with his index finger.

At the same time, my neck fell off.

The remaining Sapha warriors staggered back as they were hit by the sudden fountain of blood.

Even to the Sapa warriors who were not afraid of fighting, the sight of Im Gil-tae was fear itself.

They trembled their shoulders in the face of overwhelming force.

One of them opened his mouth with difficulty.

“Why, why are you doing this, Bloodthirsty Demon? Didn’t you say you were surrendering?”

Im Gil-tae cleared out the bloodletting.

Pot!

“Surrender is something that only those who still have strength can do. Those who are powerless are not qualified to choose surrender… … Don’t you think so?”

After finishing speaking, Im Gil-tae wiped away the remaining drops of blood on his sword with his left hand.

Swish.

Lim Gil-tae continued speaking after bringing the bloodstain on his left hand close to his face to check it.

“Your blood is too thin. I think you need a little more blood. Our baby is hungry.”

When he said baby, he was referring to his favorite disease, blood clots.

He approached the Sapa warrior, turning the bloodletting sword in his right hand.

Thud thud.

At that sight, one of the Sapa warriors quickly shouted.

“There it is, there it is!”

“What on earth is there?”

“It’s the Cheongmyeong-hwan you’re looking for. The chest containing the Cheongmyeong-hwan is over there!”

Someone unpacked a bundle on the floor.

A Hancheol track that reveals its appearance.

Im Gil-tae saw that and coughed in vain.

“hmm.”

Judging by the chill in the air, it really was a perfect time for Hancheol.

A box suitable for carrying elixirs.

Im Gil-tae was certain that the Qingminghuan, the spiritual tablet of Kunlun, was inside that Hancheol chest.

The problem was what to do with the remaining Sapa drones.

Im Gil-tae nodded.

At that sight, the Sapa warriors exchanged glances and sighed in relief.

At that moment, Im Gil-tae moved like lightning.

The place he headed to was among the Sapa unmanned people.

Swish! Swish!

Im Gil-tae’s sword split them apart.

Knock! Knock!

The necks of the Sapa warriors fell to the ground.

After eliminating everyone, Im Gil-tae picked up the iron railing and started walking slowly.

* * *

Meanwhile, at the same time, Hanbin was collecting the Gukjeol by running around among the Sapha warriors who were fighting in another place.

Hanbin’s Wol-ah danced in the grassy field of Yeongdansan Mountain.

Whoosh!

Sometimes the blade moved without any meaning, but sometimes new knots appeared.

[Check the knot with the dragon’s eye.]

[You have obtained the Void in the application of the Yongrin Sword Technique.]

Although it was not a human-level stipulation, it was an applied stipulation that would develop the Yongrin Gyeop method.

[Application – False]

[Yongyongpyeon level – Self, Self]

Whoosh! Whoosh!

But, there were times when it was in vain.

[… … Absorption is on hold due to insufficient bookshelves.]

The strokes break down into dots and disappear.

Hanbin swallowed hard at the sight.

“What a waste!”

Well, none of the Sapa warriors cared about Hanbin’s monologue.

He only swung his sword to take the one iron railing in front of him.

That doesn’t mean they pointed knives at each other’s throats.

There was a courtesy to retreat when one became incapacitated.

That was when.

Someone shouted.

“It’s the three ages of Shanxi!”

“Shanxi Samsal? Then you must have the real Qingminghuan!”

“So what we have is fake?”

“You saw another bundle earlier. So you don’t know which one is real. Maybe the one they have is the real one.”

A group of Sapa warriors whispered and ran somewhere.

At the same time, the Sapha warriors who had been fighting them also started running.

Of course, Hanbin ran too.

What Hanbin wanted was not a bundle containing Hancheol’s weapons, but a battlefield, so he could not miss this opportunity.

* * *

The Sanseo Samsal, who had been successfully escaping the Sapha unmanned encirclement, found their retreat route blocked halfway up the mountain.

He successfully threw the bundle at the Ice Blood Publisher So Kyung-woon and snatched the mask away and ran away, but the size of Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah was a problem.

In the case of Heuk-ui Salpung and Bing-hyeol Seo-saeng, they could not be distinguished from other Sapa warriors as long as they wore masks. However, even though Pyeon-yuk Lang-ah abandoned Nanga Peak and ran away, he was easily identified.

Binghyeol Seo-saeng So Kyung-woon was on the verge of tears.

It was so unfair.

He thought that all the iron rails loaded on the wagon were fake.

In reality, it was highly likely that it had never been brought in from the beginning.