Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 474

Swaeaek!

Chung Myung moved quickly forward.

The blizzard began to swirl again, blocking his view, but a dark dot in the distance was clearly visible.

‘Look at this?’

The gap was not easily bridged.

Even though he was using light footwork and his own internal strength, there was no discernible difference in speed. That means those who are fleeing right now have a high level of martial arts skill.

‘That rat…’

A killing intent that’s colder than winter seeps out of Chung Myung’s eyes.

Bam!

The piled-up snow burst out the moment he hit the ground. Chung Myung was shot like a ray of light, carried by the powerful recoil. The soaring snow had formed a wall in front of Chung Myung, but he did not hesitate to push through.

The gap between the black man and Chung Myung shrank in an instant.

The black man in front of him looked back at the energy he felt behind him.

Chung Myung was clearly seen running while holding his sword.

“…….”

The man’s indifferent eyes shook for a moment.

The moment he was about to put more strength into his legs.

Paaat!

A terrifying pounding sound pierced his ears. A half-moon-shaped (반월(半月)) sword energy that flew through the blizzard entered the eyes of the surprised black man.

At a glance, the sword, which harbors extraordinary momentum, flew in with a terrifying force as if it was going to cut his body in two.

“Keuk!”

The man, who couldn’t control the speed he was running, rolled on the ground and managed to escape the sword.

The first thing he saw when he lifted his head after rolling the ground over and over in the snow was the feet of his opponent who had stopped in front of him.

“…….”

“Get up.”

The man slowly raised his head at the cold voice. He then looked at Chung Myung’s cold face which looked as if it were covered with ice.

“…….”

“Now, explain why you eavesdropped on someone else’s story. No, before that… … .”

There was a chill in his eyes.

“Are you… Magyo?”

“Kuk.”

The man, who heard the word “Magyo,” laughed softly. Then he slowly rose up and faced Chung Myung.

There was a creepy feeling flowing from the eyes revealed through the mask covering the face.

“You’re Jungwon people.”

“…….”

“If you hadn’t followed me, you could have kept your life and be spared.”

Udeudeuk.

The man’s hands began to blacken under his sleeves. And then he made a strange noise.

Chung Myung’s eyes became darker when he saw the hand. A low murmur came out.

“Black Killing Demon Palm (흑살마장(黑殺魔掌))”

The black man flinched for a moment. Considering the calmness he had so far, it was a distinctly different response.

“How…?”

Chung Myung rolled the corners of his mouth up his question.

“You’re a Magyo.”

It was the moment when doubts turned into conviction. The black-robed man frowned and said cruelly.

“It’s not something to say with that dirty mouth.”

Then he rushed straight ahead and swung his black hands at Chung Myung’s face.

Whoosh!

But the hand was neatly blocked by the half-drawn Chung Myung’s sword.

“This guy!”

Kwadeuduk!

A hand that was harder than metal scratched the blade of the sword. Chung Myung twisted the corners of his mouth and infused the sword with internal strength. The red sword soared and cut off the black man’s hand.

As if he had never thought that his hand would be cut by the sword, the black-robed man quickly retreated. The blood from his hands dripped over his eyes.

The black man’s eyes were desperate.

But Chung Myung asked in a cool voice.

“What are the Magyo planning to do in this far north sea?”

“…….”

“Well…… all right. I never expected a proper answer from you guys anyway. You guys are naturally like that.”

Those with strong convictions do not break their path in the face of any pain. It goes without saying that they had a firm belief.

The black man slightly distorted his eyes.

“You sound like you know Magyo very well, don’t you?”

“…I know.”

Chung Myung raised one corner of his mouth.

Even though he tried not to laugh, he kept getting a weird smile. It was surprising to him when such twisted feelings had settled in his heart. Numerous emotions swirled and almost burst out.

Smiling widely enough to reveal his teeth, Chung Myung says as if to chew it out.

“I know so well that I’m sick and tired of it. Stick out your neck. I’ll kill you neatly as a gesture of welcome.”

The black man.

No, the Magyo’s eyes revealed between the masks lit up blue.

“The mouth of the filthy unbeliever is alive well. I’ll see if you can talk like that after having that neck cut off!”

The Magyo rushed straight toward Chung Myung.

It was the same speed and momentum as before.

It was a stealth and swift attack as if a beast holding his breath under the water jumped out to the surface at once.

Seurung!

With the sword completely drawn out, Chung Myung lowered the sword lightly. The sword shined white in the sun.

Meanwhile, the hand swung by the Magyo created a palm shadow (장영(掌影)). The shadows of his hands, which had grown to dozens in an instant, quickly covered Chung Myung like a flock of black wolves drove sheep.

Chung Myung’s response to the numerous palm shadow was very simple. It is to cut off dozens of hand shadows one by one.

The sword swung at an invisible speed, and broke the Magyo’s palm shadow one by one as if it was slashing a flying bird.

“What…….”

The wide-open Magyo’s eyes trembled.

It’s impossible.

How could he be able to swing his sword like that?

But there was no time to be surprised or admired.

Chung Myung, who crushed the palm shadow, started flying straight toward him.

“Ugh!”

The Magyo clenched his teeth and swung his hands wildly. His hand, which turned as black as an ink, poured into Chung Myung’s front with fearsome energy.

Kaaang!

The moment the sword and hand collided, a metallic sound as if iron and iron had met resounded.

Kaaang! Kaaaang! Kaaang!

Swords and hands collided one after another in the air. However, while Chung Myung’s sword did not have a scratch on it, the Magyo’s black hands had a long scratched wound whenever it struck Chung Myung’s sword.

“Iik!”

Realizing that the sword was a Divine Sword (신병(神兵)), the Magyo clenched his teeth and tried to pull off his hand for a moment, but it was already too late.

“Euaaat!”

The Magyo shouted and swung at Chung Myung’s face. Black Killing Demon Palm’s tension, which had gone all out, gave off a terrifying aura that gave others goosebumps just by looking at it.

It was a terrifying attack that made flesh rot just by scratching against it.

But.

His hand was numbly blocked by the sword that was simply wielded by Chung Myung.

Gagagak!

Just as a snake climbed a tree, Chung Myung’s sword began to climb on Magyo’s arm.

Sogok. Sogok.

The forearm, which was not protected by the Black Killing Demon Palm’s energy was cut and the upper arm was split long.

“Keuk!”

Blood gushed out like a fountain from the deep cut.

However, instead of backing down, the Magyo stepped forward and tried to smash Chung Myung with his opposite hands.

Just as the hand was about to graze Chung Myung’s face.

Chung Myung’s body spun quickly and dug into the arms of the single-handed man.

Then.

Poook!

The end of the sword handle was stuck in the Magyo’s jaws. Blood gushed out of his mouth as he bounced off like a kicked ball.

Thump.

“Ughh …….”

The Magyo who fell on the ground stood up trembling. Looking at his struggling appearance, Chung Myung opened his mouth in an emotionless voice.

“Weak”.

“…….”

“Incomparable to the past.”

“… past?”

Chung Myung didn’t bother to answer him.

“It’s pitiful. You guys are the only beings that follow Heavenly Demon. In the end, you who do not have Heavenly Demons are followers who have lost their gods, and are servants who have lost their kings.”

The Magyo stared at Chung Myung with bloodshot eyes. Chung Myung then just grinned.

“Why do you, who have lost the god you worshiped, still remain in the world like ghosts?”

“Ugh… … .”

Then, a sigh that looked like a groan or a laugh leaked out of the Magyo’s mouth.

“I don’t know where you heard it from, but…….you don’t know anything.”

“…….”

“He is returning. No…….”

The Magyo’s eyes glistened with confidence and madness.

“We will bring Him back into the world!”

“Crazy bastard.”

“The Second Coming of Heavenly Demon, Myriad Demon’s Advance!” (천마재림(天摩再臨) 만마앙복(萬魔仰伏))

After shouting maniacally, he rushes again toward Chung Myung.

“Dieeee!”

And his hand, which had been dyed black all the way up to his elbow, was swung wildly. It was an attack that was so obvious that made Chung Myung’s eyes frown.

“Foolish!”

Chung Myung’s sword hit the flying hand. However, the moment the sword touched the hand, the hand that was supposed to soar to the air suddenly grabbed his blade.

Gagagak!

The solemn sword cut his hand deep and deeper. However, the Magyo did not bat an eye as if he did not feel pain. Rather, he weighed down the sword and narrowed the distance between Chung Myung.

A moment of desperation.

But there was not even a little quiver in Chung Myung’s eyes. On the contrary, he has become colder and colder than he was at first.

Sogok!

The red sword energy emanating from the sword neatly cut his hand holding the blade. The severed hand shot up like a bounce. Black blood scattered over the snowfield.

However, as if he could not even feel his hands cut off, he rushed like an angry cow, aiming only for Chung Myung.

Swaeaek!

There was dark energy on his left hand that remained intact. The force that cut through the air was so great that it resembled a black beam of light.

Tok!

Chung Myung, who kicked the ground hard, swung his sword in the air.

Chwaaaak!

With the sound of cutting through the silk, the Magyo’s left arm was cut off from his shoulder.

“Dieeee!”

However, even after losing his hands and arms, the Magyo’s momentum did not fade. Rather, the madness and vitality in his eyes were increasing to the extent of giving others goosebumps. He didn’t have any leeway as he rushed toward Chung Myung.

He swung his half-remaining hand into the air fiercely.

It was a sight that clearly showed how far humans who do not feel the fear of death can go.

But.

Paaaat!

The gap between the palm shadow was penetrated by light.

“Kkeuk.”

The sword stuck in the center of his chest was retrieved faster than the flying speed, and stabbed the Magyo’s chest one after another.

Sogok! Sogok! Sogok!

Even in the midst of this, through the cracks of the palm shadow pouring down like a storm, the sword penetrated like a viper and strike the enemy.

There were dozens of holes in the chest, but the Magyo did not reduce his fighting spirit.

Rather.

Puuk!

As soon as Chung Myung’s sword penetrated his solar plexus, the Magyo flashed his eyes and rushed forward. He was trying to lodge the sword completely into his body and make Chung Myung immovable.

If one were a sane human being, one wouldn’t even think about it.

But the man Chung Myung was dealing with was not normal either. He has been through this many times.

Chung Myung stepped on the Magyo’s shin who rushed at him with indifferent eyes.

Udeudeuk!

The upper part of the ankle was broken as it is, and the man stumbled.

“Kkeuk…….”

Sogok.

When the sword that stuck on his solar plexus cut even the thigh, it was no longer possible to support the body with will alone.

Thump!

The Magyo knelt on the spot as if collapsing.

His swollen face, which can be seen even between the masks, trembles. One hand was cut in half and the other arm was cut off from the shoulder.

There were dozens of holes in his chest, and blood poured out every time he breathed.

It was a wound that wouldn’t be strange if he died ten times already, but the Magyo were still breathing. Losing strength all over his body, he kept muttering something with his head down.

“… Second Coming. Myriad Demons…….”

Chung Myung’s face is distorted.

“Heavenly…. Demon…. Second Coming. Myriad… Demons…….”

Kkuuk.

Holding the sword to the point where his hands turned white, Chung Myung looked down at the Magyo with wide eyes. In the past, he would have blown his head off at once, but now his sword was trembling as if hesitating.

“Heavenly Demon……Second Coming…….”

Finally, the Magyo’s heads fell down.

His breath stopped as he knelt down. A blizzard slowly began to cover his cooling body.

Chung Myung, who had been looking at the corpse for a while, swung his sword slightly awkwardly to shake off the blood and pushed the sword into the scabbard.

‘Damn it.’

Then a loud voice came from behind his back.

“Chung Myung-ah!”

Chung Myung looked back.

Baek Cheon and the group approached.

“Are you all right? You…….”

As soon as he approached, Baek Cheon, who was about to say more, shut up in an instant.

He was speechless at the sight of the miserable corpse in front of Chung Myung.

“……This person is?”

“Magyo.”

“…….”

Baek Cheon was able to grasp the situation at once.