Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 57

Episode 57. At first, Hwayang Sangbang Shinui University Daeju Cheon Pung-do and Yang Mu-

gi felt like they had been scammed.

Contrary to rumors that they were ‘terrifying’, the thieves of Obongsanchae were just like that.

Seriously, ‘Did you pay a toll to these things?’ It was to the point of feeling weird.

Still, it was worth acknowledging the fighting spirit.

But don’t you know if it’s a children’s war game?

In the bloody battle between Sangbang and Greenrim, a single fighting spirit will not determine victory or defeat.

The fight ended with the victory of the upper side before even a minute (15 minutes) had passed.

Five bandits were killed and fifteen were taken prisoner.

Even though he won a huge victory that exceeded his expectations, he felt uncomfortable.

The thieves’ attitude was so brazen.

Mu Gong was still giving strength to his eyeballs even though the poor guys were taken prisoner. It was as if they were laughing, saying, ‘Do you think it will end like this?’

They are compared in many ways to Jeokpungchae, who ran away without looking back.

When I went up to the living room, a different world opened up.

It was a small village hidden in the mountains rather than a den of bandits.

I swear I never expected to see children playing brightly in the green forest.

Hwang Dong-yeop approached him as he stood there blankly.

“Did the thieves named Yang Daehyeop Obongsipgeol run away?”

“I bet it isn’t.”

So far, the number of Sangbang who challenged Obong Sanchae is five. But no one has ever ventured into the living room.

‘It can’t end this easily.’

Judging by the attitude of the prisoners, it is clear that five bong ten girls are living.

Then an old man appeared.

Judging from his pale face and unsteady gait, he was an old man with few days left to live.

Yang Wuqi and Luoyang Wuxia moved towards the old man.

Standing in front of the warriors from the upper quarters, the elderly Gumil Bok-geom Shim Yang-gak said with a poodle-poodle laugh.

“Heulheul, where are you from?”

Yang Mugi lightly frowned.

The old man seemed to be smiling to look kind, but he was annoyed for some reason.

“I am a person called Hwayang Sangbang Sinuidae Daeju Yangmo. And these are the disciples of a prestigious military officer who is on the way to Gangho in Luoyang. Where is Five Bon Ten Girl now?”

Yang Mu-gi emphasized ‘Kang Ho-haeng’ and ‘Luoyang’s prestigious military officer’ in case of emergency. I meant to take care of myself, but this grumpy old man managed to figure it out.

“ah! Kang Ho-haeng. May I ask you to introduce the children of which family?”

Yang Wuqi was relieved and introduced the Luoyang Wuxi.

“...Especially, Soja Lee is the daughter of Uicheonmun Munju Gunjagum Lee Yeonik Daehyeop, and Yeon Soja is the younger sister of Waryong Swordsman.”

So please take care of yourself and run away!

Did Yangmugi’s silent cry reach Shenyanggak?

Shim Yang-gak looked at Lee So-min with a surprised face.

“Is Yeo-hyeop’s father really a soldier swordsman?”

Lee So-min shot at him with a clear face.

“is it so. Who are you? Where is Five Bons and Ten Girls?”

“This old man... is called a radiotelegraph. Five Bon Ten Girls will come down soon.”

Shim Yang-gak couldn’t bear to give his real name and called it broadcasting.

“Are you coming down?”

“Yes, they went up to the first peak of Mt.

“joy! Do you like guests? Didn’t you run that way? Or are they digging a trap there and waiting for us to come?”

“No. There was a seventh brother on the first peak, so I went to take care of him.”

While the two were talking, the sheep weapon drove the merchants into a corner.

They were separated from each other because they were worried that they would be harmed during the melee.

When the battle preparations were roughly finished, ten men and women appeared at the entrance.

Ten people, no more, no less.

Yang Wuji and Luoyang Wu Xia knew that they were Five Feng Ten Girls.

Yang Wuqi couldn’t help but groan secretly.

Until now, when the speaker pulled out his sword, one by one fell.

They thought, ‘There’s no way a thief who hasn’t taken off his youthful form can withstand that sword’.

On the other hand, Yeonjeokha was also surprised.

It’s a very familiar look.

I never thought I would meet the old world law in this way!

In desperation, he stepped backwards and blocked the sword path of the flying dragon ascension with the sword he was holding.

car window.

In the blink of an eye, Yeon Jeok-ha, who had moved away from his opponent, shouted in a loud voice.

“Who the hell are you!”

“This body is Yeo Seonju, the female swordsman of Waryongjang and the Luoyang Five Hyeop! Are you a little scared now?”

“you!”

Yeonjeokha sharpened his teeth.

How can I forget that name!

The speaker is a half-sister.

If you look closely, the face from when you were a child was still there.

In an instant, the faces of Hyeonmu-baek Yeon Seung-baek, Baek Mi-joo, and Hyeon-moo-dok came to mind.

The forgotten past came like a tide.

Memories of being bullied by half-brothers and abuse of mother Baek Mi-joo.

The days of being locked up in a warehouse.

And even the warriors of Waryongjang, who complained that their lives were tough.

When I was angry, I was not even aware of it, but the history of the 9,000, 100, 100,000,000,000,000,000, came up from the Danjeon.

Wheein-.

In the windless weather, a gust of wind blew around Yeonjeokha.

The face of the high-spirited speaker turned white.

A storm of energy rages right in front of your eyes, and who wouldn’t be afraid!

Fire poured from the boy thief’s lantern-like eyes.

It feels like the lord of hell has descended in front of you.

The orator, seized with fear, gave up the thought of fighting back and stepped back.

At that moment, the figure of the boy thief suddenly disappeared.

As the speaker looked to the left and right with startled eyes, a dark mirror rained down from the sky. It was as if the sky was collapsing.

“Kyaaaagh!”

The tearing screams of the speaker echoed across Obong Mountain.

Soon after, the speaker fell helplessly.

Surprised, Lee So-min rushed to save the speaker.

However, they didn’t look at Lee So-min, who has already turned the top.

Following the dragon dance, the cloud dragon winds unfolded.

The nine-thousand-year-old law of the nine-thousandth century was different from that of Waryongjang. Wherever Bakdo passed, the air was distorted and a gust of wind rose.

Finally, by the time Bak Do drew an arc over Yeonjeokha’s head, the tornado wind had turned into a gigantic Yongkwon wind.

In the dragon fist wind, the shape of a blue dragon wriggled.

It is the same dragon type pottery that the merchants of heaven and earth once suffered.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa.

The dragon wind fell to the ground with Park Do.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Lee So-min covered his head with both arms.

Her screams were incomparably longer and sharper than those of the speaker.

The dragon’s pottery spiraled around Lee So-min’s torso as if caressing it.

Ssssss.

Finely shredded pieces of clothing and hair flew along in the wind.

Sinuidaeju Yangmugi, as well as the rest of the Luoyang Five Groups, could not lift a finger.

The will to fight was also lost in the face of overwhelming force.

Yang Mu-gi, in particular, couldn’t even breathe.

‘Is it ruined....’

Now it seemed to know why the merchants couldn’t subjugate Obongsanchae and why the rumors related to the merchants of heaven and earth disappeared.