Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Chapter 390

Episode 390

A person of the order of the leader could not easily wander outside the Murim Alliance.

Just being away from work paralyzes major tasks.

It wasn’t just that.

If the leader died on the battlefield, the entire Murim Alliance would be shaken.

Furthermore, the entire martial arts faction will fall into chaos.

‘The repercussions of just one person’s death would be enormous. There is no way the Demonic Cult would just sit by and take that opportunity.’

Basically, the leader had many enemies.

Both externally and internally.

Of course, that didn’t mean he stayed confined to the Murim Alliance throughout the war.

At least, from what I remember, Hua Baek didn’t have a heavier buttocks than the elders of Meng.

‘I just prefer to move quietly alone without making a big announcement to people around me.’

Fortunately, the Zhuge family was able to receive notification in advance thanks to the presence of Commander-in-Chief Zhuge Huan.

If it were Ernie, there would have been no way to hear the news of the leader’s joining.

Because I heard the story through Zhuge Hye, I was able to establish a more bold strategy.

It was thanks to that that Woo Ga-jin was assigned to the infiltration team and sent to the ruins.

‘ruler. Now all that’s left is.’

I rushed towards the Bungcheon Demon Emperor, who was observing the situation of the battle with a puzzled expression.

With the addition of Maengju, the interception force’s strength greatly exceeded that of the enemy.

From now on, all I had to do was bite the wounded beast as much as I wanted.

‘I will never miss this time.’

If you think about it, the bad relationship with the Bungcheon Demon Emperor was also quite strong.

Even though I faced him several times, I never had a proper showdown.

The true value of Bungcheon Demon Emperor lies in his tenacity and strong vitality.

Even the other Eight Demon Lords, who were one step ahead in terms of martial arts, were not as good as him in terms of survival ability.

‘I will put an end to it for sure.’

The 21st herbivorous month (敗月).

Dozens of strands of sword energy poured forward.

Ku-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

Before he could avoid it, he stood in place and held out his left hand, clenched into a fist, in close contact with the Bungcheon Demon Emperor, who had received the attack.

With the sound of a leather drum being struck, the new form of the Bungcheon Demon Emperor was suddenly broken.

“Keuuk...!”

After receiving a blow to the abdomen, his face was distorted like a vicious murderer.

* * *

“Huh.”

Woo Ga-jin, a bald-headed man, let out a soft exclamation.

In Southern Manchuria, the study of Jinbeop was not very developed.

The scene that unfolded before his eyes was something unfamiliar even to him, the Prince of the Beast Palace.

‘It must have been a cavity covered with gray walls.’

When I came to my senses, I found myself trapped in a complicated maze.

In the darkness where you can’t even see an inch ahead.

It was not easy to even determine the location of the obstacle, let alone the exit.

‘Is this possible?’

He calmly found his way, relying only on his senses.

I wanted to destroy the entire camp, but if I did something wrong, my group could get caught up in it.

‘I wonder if it can be broken by force in the first place. To be honest, I was looking at it with disdain, but I think there is a need to evaluate the study of Jinbeop differently.’

How far did you walk like that?

An unpleasant noise, like fingernails scratching porcelain, rang out, and then the dark space began to shatter.

As the vision became clearer, the group that was trapped in the formation was also visible.

Meanwhile, the demonic cultists were all mixed up and looking confused.

Sigh! Poop!

As soon as they realized each other’s presence, a stabbing broke out.

Seo Ho-seon and Sa Woo-yeon each took charge of one person and pierced the artery.

Zhuge Hye urgently crossed his arms to block the fist flying toward his face.

Namgung Se, Namgung Myeong-jin, leader of the Changgung Sword Team, grabbed the head of Ma-in, who was pushing Zhuge Hye, and broke it.

Hon Gang Dojang, the fifth of the Shaman Seven Swords, cut off the arm of Mine, who took the whistle from his chest.

And Wu Ga-jin, who lightly hit the ground, struck the temple of the demonic cultist who was attacking the Earth Dragon.

Wow!

The sound of skulls breaking echoed through the cavity.

At the same time as he managed to get his bearings and got down on the ground.

The thirteenth herbivorous month.

I unfolded the Wolyeonggeom’s Chosik and applied pressure.

The sword, which rose in a gentle curve, passed through the fist raised by the Bungcheon Demon Emperor and skimmed across his chest.

Because it was nothing more than an illusion without substance, it could not inflict a proper blow.

However, it was enough to temporarily slow down the opponent’s movements by putting psychological pressure on him.

The swordsmanship unfolds one after another.

The sixteenth herbivorous moon (明月).

Emperor Bungcheon, who responded one step late, managed to raise his left hand and block the sword path, but Myeongwol was a beginner, using his sword strike as bait to hit with his auxiliary martial arts attack.

The price of being deceived twice by false accusations was high.

I once again plunged my left fist into the defenseless abdomen of the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

Crump!

The sensation of my ribs breaking came through my fingertips.

The Pengcheon Demon Emperor, whose back was bent like a giant tiger, could not hold on any longer and knelt on the ground.

Wow!

I mercilessly kicked his stomach before his new form was even broken.

The inner energy that penetrated through the tip of his toes wreaked havoc on the internal organs of the Bungcheon Demon Emperor.

The dantian broke and the trapped energy poured out and flowed back.

The Bungcheon Demon Emperor’s skin turned red as if it had been burned.

“You...!”

Bungcheon Demon Emperor glares at me with venomous eyes.

Army Cheonak, who was struggling against Hwabaek Joo, let out a scream-like cry.

“no!”

Sigh!

The blade of the sword sliced through the Bungcheon Demon Emperor’s neck.

I was not so merciful as to listen to my enemy’s will.

The head, separated from the body, rolled around helplessly on the floor.

‘at las.’

I brushed off the blood from my sword and took a deep breath.

Finally, one of the enemy’s best forces was eliminated.

The scale, which had already been tilted toward the interceptor, sank completely.

“Ugh!”

Juhwabaek had a one-sided advantage over Cheonakgun.

Although Cheonakgun was exhausted due to the long fight, in the first place he was Mujon (武尊), the highest leader of the Baekdo martial arts army.

Even if it had been in perfect condition, the Cheonak army would have had no chance of victory.

‘Now if only I would join in and help.’

It was the moment when one step was taken to end the cornered Cheonak Army.

Kwaaaaaaaa!

Something fell from high in the sky.

The earth shook as if there had been an earthquake.

“Hwaun!”

And the fire sword let out a scream-like cry.

A cool sensation passed over my back.

Goosebumps appeared all over my body.

As I turned my head, I saw the image of Yeon Woon-geom, the head of the Suzaku Unit, with his chest wide open.

‘What is this?’

The martial arts expert could not even resist and was pierced through the heart, killing him instantly.

Yeonungeom, who coughed up blood, tore down the new figure.

The man glanced at his bloody hands and clicked his tongue.

Cheonak’s face, which had been greatly distorted, turned bright red.

“...!”

The moment I made eye contact with the man, I froze.

Saaaaa.

The demonic energy poured out and encroached on the area.

The ground turned black and the plants withered.

A fluttering black long cannon.

Blurry facial features.

A powerful energy that seems to dominate the entire battlefield.

It was the moment when Danmokgun, the supreme leader of the Demonic Cult, descended on the battlefield.