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Cheong scans the surroundings fiercely.

Eon Yeon-young lying on the floor covered in blood. Women surrounding him as if to protect him.

As she was covered in blood, I wondered what she had done, and I realized that the gangshi who fell after a bloody fight were protecting that bitch.

And a weapon, something that could be a weapon.

As Cheong was looking around, a sword suddenly flew out and stood calmly in front of Cheong.

The blood and yellow oil slightly smeared on the sword, ugh, the blue suddenly reminds me of the pain in my chest.

It was the sword with which Ma Xi Yuliang stabbed Cheong.

It is a typical midfielder’s sword that is somewhat short and sleek for women, and has a thin blade that bends easily.

The soft blade may have also played a role in Yu Liang’s inability to pierce Cheong’s pectoralis major muscle.

However, this sword is not something that can move on its own and cut down enemies, so why would it float in front of you and stick out its handle?

That’s because there must be someone controlling the sword.

Cheong clenches his teeth and clenches his words.

I’ll give it to you so you can take care of it.

You’re such a bitch, I won’t leave you alone.

I will never leave you alone.

Cheong holds the sword in his hand.

Since Moonlight Sword No. 0 and Tiechuenwoldo are both severely ill, the infinitely light weight of the new sword does not appeal to me at all.

What makes it so light?

joy. You are not qualified to be the Moonlight Sword.

From now on, your name is Skewer, Skewer.

Of course, a heavy weapon has its own tricks for a heavy weapon, a light weapon has its own tricks for a light weapon, a strong sword has its own tricks for a strong sword, and a soft sword has its own tricks for a soft sword.

The appropriate line is different depending on one’s strength, but the sword of former Nieobsimmahee and the string skewer are not to Cheong’s liking.

Cheong storms out of the bathroom.

It’s clear that the situation will be tense for another half hour, but two, four, six, seven of these ruthless people have shamelessly stepped into someone else’s locker room!

Four people standing in a seat, three women crawling on the floor with their leashes on. Well, it’s an amazing hobby, no, you have to respect their tastes.

“Who-” “Yuryang!” “Krrr-!”

“Flow rate is not here! Instead! Strong water! Let’s go! Got it! Everything!”

Cheong screamed and grabbed the huge wooden water bucket in his hand!

“Aaagh!” “Aaaah!” “Aaaah!”

Blood cultists doused in hot water dance excitedly and start a competition.

The leash being released from the rope, the three women rushing towards Cheong at once? dog? Both of you bitches?

The moment Cheong holds his sword firmly, he immediately realizes why the bitches bother to crawl on all fours with a leash on.

Martial arts is a means of dealing with enemies standing on the ground with both legs, and does not assume monsters running towards you with both feet and arms on the ground.

Monsters rushing in from a low position!

A steep leap that cleverly targets the lower body.

It’s probably the role of holding one’s feet and stretching it out.

At that moment, Cheong’s right foot extends with exciting momentum.

Cheong’s paw hits the first dog woman’s cheek, and pieces of teeth pop out excitingly.

Cheong turned his body in response, and in an instant, his left leg was folded and pulled so close that his toes touched his buttocks, and his muscles swelled like a bow that had been pulled all the way.

bang! Just as a sound is heard, a leg that is unusually long compared to the body leaps out again and lands on the second dog woman’s cheek!!

Mandarin duck angle, left and right knee mace.

In fact, Mandarin Duck is definitely not a martial art that imitates Mandarin Duck, the bird that is the symbol of Geumseul. In the first place, how could one create martial arts after seeing a bird with short legs fluttering about? Wouldn’t it be great if it were a long, elegant crane leg?

Mandarin ducks are always a pair, two as one.

In martial arts, mandarin ducks kick twice in a row with their left and right feet extending out as a pair.

Dog women running away with their teeth flying left and right.

The last one, the woman at the back jumped out of the way!

However, Cheong’s right foot was already raised high toward the sky, with the sole of the foot level with the ceiling.

Standing on your left foot, leaning forward and extending your right foot straight, your legs seem to be supporting the sky in a precise straight line.

Rumble! Suddenly, the sky cries out.

Cheonmagunrimbo, Ilbo Gyeongcheon.

Just one step, but the sky trembles in fear.

Suddenly, a man’s back appears in Cheong’s mind.

Heavenly Demon, mental parasite, why is this bastard acting like this? Should I catch it after a long time and beat it up?

Cheong’s feet fall off.

With a crunch, the dog woman’s head was crushed like a crushed cookie, and then, with a step that scared even the sky, she trampled the floor of the guesthouse, and black demonic energy spread in all directions in a circle –

one. two. three.

The floor in a half radius turns over and explodes.

As the thick flooring shatters into pieces, the sparse framework of the guesthouse is exposed beneath a hole the size of a sheet.

Fortunately, the locker room appears to have been set up on the floor below, so Cheong jumps out, opens the door roughly, and runs down the hallway.

There were many twists and turns, but I thought I could just keep running like this all the way to Soju.

oh. Sii, my moonlight sword, my goldsmiths… … .

Even considering the cost of repairing Geumja’s guesthouse, I really liked this Moonlight Sword.

Suddenly, I feel bad about the things I left behind.

-You bitch, where are you!? -Mahee!!!! -Cheonhwa Sword! It’s a thousand fire sword! -My suction magic ball! Where are you!

Cheong suppresses his regret at the noise coming from behind him.

In the first place, weapons are not something you will hold onto for a thousand years or ten thousand years, so if you use them and wear them out, you have to buy a new one.

But what kind of bastard is my suction demon? Why did you leave the suction magic ball to me? Isn’t this Povidone’s voice?

Cheong holds on to the railing and jumps off again and again.

It is the most dangerous way to go down stairs, a regrettable method that seems to go against civilization.

However, if Cheong’s physical abilities are the best in the world, such as strength, flexibility, elasticity, sense of balance, etc., and are superior to humans, it would be okay to try.

So in an instant, Cheong went to the first floor.

He manages to make his way through the bustling tables, bounces off Joo-ryeom, and finally escapes!

-It’s a piece of cake.

I make eye contact with a series of warriors surrounding the front of the nine-story pavilion.

Cheong sighs, takes a breath and stretches.

“… … Ah, the night air is so nice. hmm. Is it still chilly because it’s fall? Shall we go back in?”

Cheong is slyly trying to turn around –

“It’s the Heavenly Fire Sword! catch! He said that if you fail, Yuryang will never leave you alone!”

madam. It doesn’t work.

Besides, they’re blood bastards.

Who else but Cheon Hwa-geom is a beautiful woman with three heads in front and behind?

Even his chest was soaked with blood and stuck to him, making it stand out even more.

Cheong completely gave up on re-entering the guesthouse.

It would be advantageous in a melee, but innocent people would get caught up.

That can’t be done, and it shouldn’t be done.

“Now, come!”

Cheong shouts excitedly.

A beautiful voice that resonates clearly under the night sky.

At that moment, when the blood cultists ran out and took about two steps, it was like that!!

The majestic sound of the temple bell vibrating, filling the entire room, followed by a bang, and a vibration that shakes the earth.

A thin beam of light bursts through the disheveled space, sprinkling a three-pronged, sunset-colored crescent moon.

What! He told me to come! Why is Ji coming!

Blood cultists may feel unfair.

However, all things in the world are always in motion, and even at this moment, they are moments of a great journey crossing the stars at an unimaginable speed, so there is no one in the world standing still.

From this perspective, the act of waiting and the act of running are simply the same phenomenon of narrowing the relative distance. This is proven in Qing’s hometown.

And since he was from the Qing Dynasty, it might be possible to say that the Qing Dynasty didn’t really cheat.

However, the violent swords drawn by Cheong’s skewer stop here and there and bounce off.

First of all, the weapon is too light.

The soft and fluffy sword, which looks like a mixture of the strong ones and the blood-maw monsters, cannot properly convey the powerful power of the blue sword.

And two, ugh, bitter, evil. I should have tied my chest to keep it from shaking.

When the huge mass shakes heavily and sloshes, the open affected area gets hit and causes pain.

Cheong grinds his teeth, and then suddenly, an intangible energy explodes and his vitality soars.

At that moment, Cheong’s pupil splits vertically.

A disturbing color that seems to split blue eyes in half. As wild as an animal. The things that are more dangerous because they are injured are animals, wild beasts.

Hundred Eight Sura Sword. First second. Ban blood and blood.

Do not corner a wounded wolf.

Blue’s fangs baring their teeth and snarling are somehow terrifying.

Qing’s swordsman draws a simpler line.

Fangs that persistently draw blood, grazing the nape of the neck, tearing the skin of the stomach, spilling out, grazing the limbs, cutting only large blood vessels.

Thanks to this, what is gushing up is blood and what is pouring is blood, gushing like a fountain, shooting like a kingfisher, falling in clumps and flowing thickly.

“Kill me!” “Damn, where-” “Here!”

At some point, Cheong lets go of his sword.

The two arms are spread out, with the blood cultist’s head between them! Blood dripping from every hole, eyeballs bulging, and a miserable scream.

The epicenter of the scream changed from left to right and right to left, so people grabbed their ankles and swung them around, causing people to crash into people! Quack! Boom!

It’s literally like a wolf digging into a flock of sheep, and before you know it, it’s covered in blood.

Is this what it’s like for a demon to run amok?

However, there is also a lot of blood in Cheong.

The image of a white-armed sword beast that uses strength to turn pain into gentle pleasure is accompanied by a serious side effect that makes one rush at him without any hesitation.

The point is that if you abuse it, it can open your eyes to certain tendencies. Anyway, it’s a personal hobby that doesn’t harm others, so as long as you don’t spread the word about it, it’s okay.

Still, Nishimmahee Yuryang did one thing.

Even if it were a thousand-jam thread that had no strength in front of the sword, it was like a mere thread, and wouldn’t a single piece of fabric be able to block a strong force that could cut through rock and steel?

Still, Cheonjamsa is the king of cloth.

It blocks out clumsy sword skills.

Even though there was a rush of sword energy that would have torn off several pieces of skin, it would have been like being hit with a whip, leaving only long bruises.

Stab wounds here and there are inevitable.

The original nature of the fabric is that it is powerless against the force of piercing and digging, so it is an item that has no choice but to open loosely and create holes.

It was that moment.

“Kyaoooo!”

Behind Cheong’s back, there is a blood angler that jumps at the height of his calf.

With a unique roar, he bites Cheong’s calf, then wraps his arms around his shins and hangs tightly, locking his arms.

As Cheong stumbles, a pseudo-geomgang flies towards the top of his head. Let’s block the sword with Cheong’s wrist, and this time, wow!

After running around on all fours, several blood maws flew in at once, making various animal cries like “Ahhh” as if they were completely out of their minds.

What kind of blood cult is this? Isn’t it the Beast Palace!?

One bitch with empty legs, one bitch hanging on my forearm, biting my wrist, one bitch biting my shoulder, and a sting!

Cheong is surprised!

Some bitch bites the ass!

I was so dazed, dizzy, so shocked, hehe, I lost my breath and got goosebumps!

He was so surprised that the image of the Hundred-Eight Sura Sword was released, the beast’s pupils shrunk, and even the uneasy life of the Thousand-Life Ancient City ran away.

As my strength suddenly disappears and my whole body goes into convulsions, I even lose my nerve, and the beast bitches’ teeth snap out!

“Kwaaak!”

Cheong stumbles from the burning pain, and then another group of animals rushes in.

The spatial perception of the awakening magician reads the flow of the air, and there are six rushing forward with their arms and legs stretched out. Five depict an elegant female body, one has a flat chest, ah, the hair is long and flowing, and the remaining one is also a woman. Wait a minute, imitating an animal. Why are there only women?

Is this the taste of the religious bastards? Dirty bastards!

Then, suddenly, the sight of a man wearing a leash like an animal flashed through my head.

ah. That’s right. Now that I think about it, it makes sense. It’s the right decision aesthetically.

And udangtang!

Cheong is crushed under the women.