62 – EP.3 Crazy Girl VS Samma-2

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Neither the Jeongpa’s army behind the thunder sword nor the Heukcheongyo’s army behind Samma moved hastily.

They remained as still as a still life in a painting, but the occasional sound of swallowing or the sudden reeling of a gust of wind awakened them to a living human being.

The ones that show free movement are the noon sword and the samma.

And it was In-ho who was wandering between death and death.

“Schoolmaster…”

For some reason, seeing the young master’s energy decline, the young horse seemed to feel sorry for him.

“That’s the little schoolmaster.”

The Sword Demon, who was watching the reactions of the Young Demon and the Demon Demon, spoke quietly.

Is it because of the eyes of the enemy focusing on the young schoolmaster?

Namgung So-yeon raised In-ho, who was about to fall to the floor, and hugged him tightly.

“Because of you, Confucius Kang is having a hard time. How good it is. Sweat is pouring down like rain.”

“…….”

From malnutrition and dehydration to being caught and dragged into the battlefield at the hands of a brain sword.

The burden on Inho’s body was too great for ordinary people to bear.

“Is he sane now?”

“Are the eyes decorations?

Kwon Ma, dumbfounded by Thunder Sword’s words, asked Young Ma quietly, and Young Ma was annoyed.

Youngma clicked her tongue and observed Namgung Soyeon.

She was the one who often dealt with the brain sword.

The aura of the thunder sword was orderly, clear, and radiant.

But what happened in that short time, the aura changed to the exact opposite.

It’s turbid, it fluctuates, and it flows red.

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Did he touch the forbidden magic? The young horse was speechless at the drastic change.

“By the way…”

After breaking the long silence, the Sword Demon asked.

“The fact that he brought the young master is the story of an attack on the Black Heaven Church.”

Hearing the words of the Sword Demon, he realized that the Young Demon and the Demon Demon had forgotten, and looked at the brain sword in desperation.

“Stop, no way…”

“Jegal’s brother…?”

At their reaction, the brain sword still hugged In-ho and snorted.

“Ah~ yes, that’s right. He was very, very persistent.”

“I’m not… alive, right?”

When the Sword Demon asked slowly, the Thunder Sword smiled.

“It can’t be~”

“This dog b*tch!!!”

“Hey! You idiot!”

At the thunder sword’s provocation, the young horse drew a dagger and attacked.

Gwonma tried to catch her, but Youngma was not slow enough to be caught by him.

“die!!”

The young horse grabbed the back of the thunder sword and tried to strike the dagger.

Suddenly, the body of the brain sword became blurry.

Kang!

Suddenly, the Thunder Sword standing next to the Young Demon cut her waist with the sword, and the Sword Demon’s great sword intervened in its path.

“Hey… are you reacting to this?”

A thunder sword that praised the Sword Demon as if he was really proud of it. He was still wearing a seal on his left hand.

“You can’t fight me single-handed.”

A sword horse that stances and prepares for battle.

“Youngma, don’t lose your cool. Hui’s death is unfortunate. If you get eaten by your emotions, your sword will become dull.”

“…sorry.”

The young horse, whose posture collapsed, stood up and said.

[Don’t think of the previous brain sword. I don’t know why, but she got stronger.]

The Sword Demon’s transmission sound went to the Spirit Demon and the Demon Demon.

[We need to get rid of her as quickly as possible. Right now, the enemy’s troops are still, but if time drags on, they will attack our troops.]

[And… we must save the young master as quickly as possible.]

“Why do you want to come up like that?”

Namgung So-yeon, noticing their transmission, sneered.

With her left arm, she slightly loosened the waist of Inho, who was holding onto him tightly.

“Gongja-nim, be patient. I’ll bring you a very delicious meal.”

Namgung So-yeon, who had brought In-ho to a suitable place, took her posture.

A red aura began to slowly rise from her shoulders and back.

“It looks like you’ve been sucked in. The energy of the abnormal betting, as well as the short-time growth.”

The Sword Demon, who was observing closely, spoke.

“Yeah what. What’s that about? Everyone I meet. Inspiratory and bloody. I’m very sick of it.”

“Sad. I expected you to still talk with the sword.”

When Sword Demon said as if he was sincerely sorry, Namgung So-yeon laughed out loud.

“What’s impossible now? Or the loser’s saying that the skill gained by inspiration is not skill?”

“It’s only natural that a person who walks the path of the sword fell into an apostle. But, it’s not an excuse to make it because you’re likely to lose. Because I don’t think I’ll lose to you.”

Receiving the same response, the Sword Demon responded flexibly.

“Can you handle that…?”

“I’m a swordsman. I won’t lie. The only person I can’t win is the headmaster.”

The nervous warfare has come to an end, giving strength to the legs, and completing preparations to run at any time.

Hung!

As the greatsword slashed through the air, the sword wind ruffled her hair.

It wasn’t the sharp sword that cut the waist of the great army, but the wind created by the sword.

There was no lethal force, but provocation was sufficient.

“Your blood doesn’t look so appetizing. I’ll have to fill my stomach.”

Bending her neck, Soyeon Namgung gave off energy.

A dark bloody aura that makes the air tremble and those who see it terrified.

The Sword Demon counters this and raises his energy to push it away.

A collision of dark blue energy and dark red energy.

Energy and energy spread the occupation over space.

As a sign that the energy that had been repeated pushing and pushing was offset with a popping sound, the two swordsmen rushed towards each other.