episode_0351

It was when Cheong was pondering whether that face was the one I knew, or whether there were several Yangsanbakdae in Nokrim and Doosam was not actually a name but a title used by those daeju, etc.

“Sura Miner!” “Dowoosam!” “Sura Miner!”

Oh, was Do-Sam a famous person?

On the way, there was a person who shouted Do-sam, so I don’t know who Do-sam was, but I guess he called him by his name out of courtesy, right?

I know that feeling because I’ve done it a lot too.

Aside from that, you are a Sura miner.

It was only now that Cheong realized that Do-sam and Ae’s father, Hope-in, had quite cool nicknames.

Do-sam, don’t you think he’s pretty famous for being the leader of a gang of bandits?

Of course, if you are a master of flower techniques, you are famous or not?

I would say it is truly a thoughtless thought.

“Hehehe, everyone knows it well. Then there is no need to say anything else, right? Pay the toll tax.”

Last time, Do-Sam was a bastard with bad karma, but he was still a serious and serious person.

It is unknown whether his personality has changed due to his return from the underworld, or whether he is impersonating him and not paying much attention to his personality.

We will give you “. Well, how much should I give.”

“Well. Let’s see. Is it rumored that you received a lot of money in return? Hey, thousand years old, how much do you usually get? Still, Master Hwa-gyeong collects the toll tax, but you won’t be upset about it.”

However, Cheong dared to step forward and say, Master Pyo, that guy is fake, he is Do-sam! And I didn’t argue.

Because I learned at the cost of my body that I shouldn’t rush into someone even though I wasn’t feeling well and didn’t even know who I was.

You got hurt in Zhangjiajie too.

When Seomun Surin found out, she shed tears and said, “My disciple is finally doing what he thinks.” He had grown enough to hold a memorial service to the priestess Yohee for a month and cast Gratitude Scooping Ash.

Cheong quietly and quietly measures the size, number, and approximate level of the enemy.

Since my eyesight is poor, my hearing is sharp.

Countless breathing sounds from left and right of the road.

There were ambushes on both sides of the lady, and the number was like this, there were some kind of bandits spread out all over the place.

It was then.

“Ah, yes. The toll tax is one head per head.”

“Kkeuk, brother, if there is one head per head, don’t you count it as a head? Then shouldn’t it be said to be the entire body of the two?”

“It’s either that or that. ruler. If you give it to me obediently, I will spare your life.”

It was a line that Cheong would have said.

In fact, Cheongdo was also deeply impressed.

Give me your neck, if you give it up obediently, I will spare your life. Oh, that’s okay.

The bandits’ intentions were clear.

They’re saying they’re going to kill you all.

Jang Pyo-du was taken aback by that.

“How, how can you be like this?”

“Khaha! This body is Nokrim’s Yangsanbak’s Do-sam, no, it’s Do-sam! If you want to blame, blame me! Now, I’m above, no, brothers!”

It was the moment when members of the self-proclaimed Yangsan Battalion grabbed their weapons and tried to rush in.

“Wait! Ugh.”

madam. My body hurts and I scream.

Cheong, who had been watching the whole time, caught the perfect moment just before rushing in, so the bandits looked at him, wondering what was going on.

As Cheong moves forward limping, his lips tremble as he brushes against the head of the crane.

-Ambushes on the left and right. There are a lot of numbers.

Hak Jangpyodu’s expression hardens.

This guy can’t control his facial expressions… … .

So Cheong quickly opens his mouth.

“Wait a minute. I am currently on my way from Zhangjiajie, and Doo-sam, the head of Yangsan Bakdae, has died. But there is someone here who claims Do-Sam again? Who is that?”

“What do you mean!? Do-sam is dead?”

“The head was cut off. The parasol bar also failed.”

And Cheong boomed. I put my cane on the ground.

The bandits look at the Qing staff, which has a somewhat excessively heavy and ugly weight, and has a unique functional beauty that does not give up the convenience of both a hammer and a stick.

Everyone seems to be amazed by the new culture, as if they are experiencing culture shock.

Cheong got the estimate right.

These guys aren’t green bastards.

I cleaned the iron rod of Nangabong well, and although I don’t know what it was carved with (since Cheong is a baby carpenter and not a baby iron rod), it revealed the appearance of a black dragon wrapping around the pole and ascending to heaven.

Since the head of the cat is facing towards the floor, it looks like it is about to sink to the ground.

It’s a weapon that stands out just by looking at it.

What if the bandit complainants of Nokrim, and those who claim to be the Yangsan Bakdae, the elite of Nokrim, don’t even recognize the weapons of those chaejus?

Cheong checked again just in case.

“Do you feel anything when you see this?”

“It’s a unique weapon. Is it a shape that is somewhere between a hammer and a nanga bong? Does it look heavy?”

“It’s not that heavy. About four pounds?”

Puzzling looks are directed at Cheong, as if asking whether he is sane.

“Mrs. You don’t know this. Come here for a moment and take a look. I really don’t know what this is?”

“What is that? speak up Say.”

“Is that so? Don’t you know? … … Don’t you know? Well then, yes, that’s right. Even after seeing this, you still can’t judge the fact or cause and effect. But, no. This story is, um. Yeah, it’s still too early for you. But you will find out when the time comes. Let’s stop talking about this.”

The veins on Do-sam Ho-soo-in’s forehead are bloated.

“What do you mean? Isn’t this crazy?”

“Have you never doubted the meaning of your existence? What exactly is Do-sam? Is he born with that name, or is he chosen by his own ego to become Do-sam? Hehe. Judging by the expression on his face, it seems like he doesn’t know. Then I’ll tell you… … No, let’s stop this story here. It’s too early for you.”

Do-sam felt like he had swallowed a sweet potato without chewing it out of inexplicable frustration.

“You’ve fallen so low that you can’t even see this. However, memories are not definitive. Now, can you take a look at this again? Can’t you see what’s written here and here? Now, look at this.”

Cheong pointed to a part of his staff.

“Dragon pattern? What’s wrong with the dragon pattern? Of course, it is extremely blasphemous.”

“Hmm. Is that so.”

“What is that? Fuck! Don’t just keep it to yourself, feel better inside-”

“Miss, I’m frustrated too. Ah-oh. You can tell just by looking at the text written here. Can’t you see it?”

“You can see and sleep and all you can see is the dragon.”

“Mrs. You can’t see it from far away! Then take a closer look.”

Do-sam, who had been walking about three steps without realizing it, suddenly came to his senses.

“You bitch! What a trick to catch people off guard! If you get close, I’ll attack you!”

Lady, this isn’t working.

However, Cheong gave up the joke.

“Then I’ll throw it to you, so you can take a look at it, right? If you don’t know ‘that’ even after seeing this, it really doesn’t make sense.”

Do-sam is so curious about the ‘that’ that Cheong spoke so strongly that he almost turns away.

What on earth is that? Speak up! Don’t just keep it to yourself, speak calmly! With a feeling like that.

“Oh, so what is that?”

“You know it when you see it. Throw it for me? Or would you like to come over and see it up close?”

Throw “. Gently. If you play tricks, you know that, right?”

“They said they would kill me anyway. Take it well. So as not to get scratched.”

Cheong threw Nangabong upward.

The moment Do-sam raises his arms at Nangabong falling in a parabolic curve –

Damn!!

The head of the blue extends towards Doosam’s lower abdomen, more precisely, further downward than the lower abdomen.

Tathagata God’s attack attack is just an extremely strong, intangible, long-distance palm attack.

Of course, the fist will hurt more than the palm, so there is some truth to Shaolin’s saying that he forgot the Tathagata Kidney while learning the Baekbo Sacred Fist.

Of course, the best multi-valued multiplication function is not installed in Baekbo Shinken.

A top-notch guy can explode his head with a merciful blow from a Buddha with a lot of bets, but at the peak of his life, even his skull becomes hard and he endures it all.

So, I’m a little sorry for the man-to-man argument, but we’re not in a relationship where we can even give that kind of consideration.

“Ugh!”

This is Do-sam, who received a strong shock at the vital point below the danjeon.

The man had no choice but to bend his back due to his sadness, and the half of the hammer head of Nangabong, which had fallen, landed on the back of his head!

“Evil!”

If it really hurts, you won’t even scream.

So, when you see the scream that comes from a nanga bong hitting the back of the head, it means that the pain of being hit in the center of the man is much greater.

However, Cheong had already taken off, spewing out the Pacheon Demon Energy with his feet.

The five-pound super-heavy weapon, the Moonlight Greatsword, draws a half-moon with its yellow sword.

Tuk. Doosam’s head was separated again.

Although there are people who have died several times in history, Do-Sam is probably the first person to have his head cut off twice.

At that, sparks fly in Cheong’s head.

evil! my waist!

Pain is hate, hate is power!

You bastards who are talking about these bandits!

My side is hurting because of you guys!

If the bandit complainants had heard, they would have been beaten by a real bandit and shouted at the complainant for revenge.

However, if you want to be treated like a bandit, you have to share in the hardships as well.

It doesn’t fit the situation to be a bandit when stealing, and a bandit only when being subjugated.

It seemed as if Cheong’s new form was expanding all the time, but the bandit’s head was split lengthwise in the continued trajectory.

Cheong screamed at the same time.

“What are you doing! Hit it!”

The warriors each grab their weapons and rush in.

Cheong’s expression, which would normally be smiling brightly, is subtle.

Stop moving! If this happens, I will melt. If you are afraid of sepsis, please cherish the affected area. It is not because of your side that protests.

what? Why can’t I just split it down to the philtrum?

Did I relax without realizing it because my back hurt?

The guy who was holding an ax in surprise at the amazing sight of a blade sprouting from the back of his colleague’s head was struck vertically by the barbed wire of Nokrim Chongchaeju’s special cane, causing the top of his head to sink all the way down to his forehead.

Ah, good. Yes, it tastes like this.

But it tastes like this, but… …

What is it that makes me feel so confused?

Why doesn’t it explode? Was it particularly stone-headed?

“Wow! die! Bandits!”

Each of the warriors rushes in, raising their morale by shouting.

Cheong moves through them, cutting them with a knife, cutting them with a hammer, turning them around and cutting them with a barbed iron ball.

The reason I kept taking pictures was simple.

Because my side is sore, I have no choice but to hit the Taishan tack and borrow the power of gravity.

The bandits are embarrassed by the warriors’ struggle and retreat.

In fact, marksmen may be the profession with the most exposure to actual combat.

As three of them pair up and attack each other using an extremely cruel strategy, even though the bandits have the upper hand in terms of individual skills, they are repeatedly pushed back, hit with swords, stabbed by javelins, etc.

In addition, the Transcendental Transcendental Supernatural is ascending to heaven one by one, so it feels like he is hesitating and taking a step back, but then he quickly turns his back.

Cheong runs after him, but one of the dogs violently bends his back, looks back, and keeps waving his arms in a wide motion as if telling him to get out.

If I thought it would go away just because I told it to, I wouldn’t have chased after it.

It was a time when Cheong was about to take off again with a strong kick and a huge explosion using the Cheonma Jingi.

Empty! A loud sound resounds, as if something is being struck vigorously.

And the vicious screams of the bitter, split winds. Memorization! It’s not just memorization either, it’s fast!

Without any hesitation, Cheong jumped to the ground and slid down.

With the sound of pababak, several arrows hit the spot where Cheong was.

It contained so much power that it dug deep into the frozen ground in winter, leaving only the arrow’s feather sticking out.

Cheong barely gets up, trembling with his burning side.

“Big black… … ”

“Sa, save me… … ”

Cheong ran out to chase the enemy.

However, the delegates were not that active.

Because a signer is a person who protects a sign.

This is because you are not a hunter who chases down and kills a fleeing enemy until the end.

And arrows rained down on the warriors who had just defeated the enemy and were about to shout in victory.

It’s also a very powerful arrow.

So much so that even Cheong couldn’t dare to block or avoid it, and threw himself violently to the ground.