欧美亚洲自拍另类丝袜

Swaeaeaek!

Chung Myung’s sword split into dozens of pieces. Sword energy filled with intense murderous intent was fired all at once towards Jang Ilso.

“Ha!”

In an instant, Jang Ilso’s sneer was met with tremendous power.

Chwaaaak!

Jang Ilso’s hand swung in one go and tore apart the flying sword energy in one go. Simultaneously, it charged swiftly at Chung Myung.

There’s no turning back.

This place is not the ground where feet can touch. No matter how extraordinary one’s skills may be, maneuvering is not free while falling in this air.

Chung Myung’s boldness and the precise Light Body Art that is the basis of all that boldness are bound to halve its power here.

Yet, there wasn’t a moment of hesitation in Chung Myung’s eyes.

He thrust his sword toward Jang Ilso’s immense energy as if he was about to cut off his breath.

Kwadeudeuk!

The sword pierced through the energy with the sound of penetrating through the metal. However, this alone could not completely prevent the energy that has covered such a wide range.

Then, at that moment!!

Pareureureu!

Chung Myung’s sword began to quiver from the hilt. The small vibration grew bigger and soon the entire sword shook from side to side.

Paaaaat!

The sword, which was swung at once, tore apart Jang Ilso’s energy and ultimately ripped it to shreds.

Jang Ilso opened his eyes wide.

It’s something even the world-known Jang Ilso has never seen. Is it possible in reality that the energy is penetrated and shaken to eventually shatter it away?

But there was no time to be surprised.

The edge of Chung Myung’s sword, which shatters the energy, is drawing a small plum blossom even at this moment. As if time was fast-forwarded, the plum blossoms, which bloomed at a dazzling speed, rushed toward Jang Ilso’s face.

A small, humble flower.

But as deadly as ever. Jang Ilso did not dare to belittle this and waved his hand to block the plum blossoms.

Pasasak!

Jang Ilso’s hand grabbed the plum blossoms and crushed them. In the face of the overwhelming violence, flowers are so delicate and insignificant.

But at that moment, Jang Ilso saw three more flowers flying toward him.

Some were fast and swift, some were smooth and elegant, and one had enormous force.

It’s all the same, but it’s never the same flower.

“Such a trick!”

Jang Ilso tore all three flowers with a single swing of his hand. His blue flame-like energy burned them to ashes.

But that wasn’t all.

What he saw next was a dozen flowers flying towards him, followed by more and more flowers.

And after that, flowers, flowers, and flowers bloom again.

Dozens, hundreds, and finally, thousands.

In the air of this terrible valley where not a single blade of grass can be found, a sword energy like a red plum blossom blooms.

Plum Blossom Sword Finale (????(梅花劍結)). Plum Blossoms Scatter Throughout the Nine Provinces (?????(梅花亂九州)).

Plum blossoms created by Chung Myung spread disorderly throughout the world.

“Keuk!”

Even the world-known Jang Ilso had no choice but to spit out a bewildered voice in front of this terrifying sword technique. All he could see were plum blossoms.

Jang Ilso, who spewed brutal killing intent from both eyes, clenched his fists. Soon after, a black thunderstorm sprang out of both fists.

Endless chain (??(連環)) of fists, too fast to be seen.

Hundreds, thousands of punches rained down, covering the sky with black lightning.

Asura Slaughtering Fist (????(修羅殺拳)) Black Thunder Calamity Sky (????(墨雷劫天)).

“Haaaaaap!”

“Euaaaaaap!”

The distance is only five steps away.

A distance that can be reached by a sword thrust, a distance that can be shattered by a punch.

Over that distance, the cloud of sky-covering blossoms and the storm of lightning collided head-on.

Kwaaaaaaang!

Even those desperately climbing the cliff stopped in their tracks and opened their mouths in awe.

Those who were futilely shooting arrows from below, those intensely competing in battles; everyone paused.

The scene even stole the eyes of each gatekeeper who had been at odds with everything.

‘What the hell is that…?’

Namgung Hwang’s eyes trembled.

This is not a sight of the human realm.

Where in the world would you see lightning and flowers clashing against each other?

“…Mount Hua Divine Dragon?”

A groan-like voice leaked out of Namgung Hwang’s mouth.

That Jang Ilso’s martial prowess is great is hardly surprising. In the law of the Evil Faction, those who are not strong cannot survive.

If Myriad Man Manor and Jang Ilso had been even a bit weaker, either Black Ghost Fortress Hao Sect or another Evil Sect would have long since swallowed up Myriad Man Manor.

The one who created Myriad Man Manor from among those ghosts and raised them as Five Great Evil Sect.

That is why he is called Paegun. (Tyrant, supreme ruler)

If the power of the Myriad Man Manor was any stronger than it is now, no one could have denied that Jang Ilso was the number one person in the Evil Faction.

But Mount Hua Divine Dragon is different.

‘How can that kid be on par with Paegun?’

It makes no sense to say they are equal.

But there was no denying what was visible. Right now, Chung Myung was definitely exchanging blows with Jang Ilso on an equal footing.

Those myriad flowers seemed to suck away Namgung Hwang’s soul.

‘What the heck is that sword…….’

How would he know?

This sword is the Plum Blossom Sword Finale of Mount Hua Sect that has been reproduced in Kangho for the first time in 100 years.

Kwaaaaaang!

Thunder and flowers intertwined, causing a massive explosion. Torn lightning and crushed flowers scattered in all directions as Chung Myung and Jang Ilso were both flung backward.

“Get, get away!”

“Dangerous!”

The disciples of the Ten Great Sect screamed at the fragments of dangerous energy that were rapidly approaching.

But even among them, some could not take their eyes off the intense battle between the two.

Chung Myung and Jang Ilso. Those two who were flung backward kicked the air as if it were ground and charged at each other even faster than they had been thrown back.

The slashed sword of Chung Myung and the back of Jang Ilso’s hand, which he swung in a reverse strike (??(逆打)), collided in the air.

Kwaaaang!

Gagak! Gagagagagagak! Gagak!

The sword and hand pushed each other back.

Trembling hands, and a sword that seemed about to break at any moment.

Amidst that heated collision, Jang Ilso and Chung Myung’s eyes collided more violently than the clash of weapons.

Pleasure and disgust. Instinct and reason.

A seething gaze that cannot be defined in a single way was shot aggressively at each other.

Their bodies touched and spun fiercely as they plummeted down.

“This punk….”

Jang Ilso muttered as if growling. The white face was distorted.

‘He’s getting stronger?’

Was the appearance he showed on the cliff not all there was?

Gagagagak!

Chung Myung’s sword firmly pushed Jang Ilso’s hand back.

The internal strength of Chung Myung, who utilized Violet Mist Divine Art to its extreme, was exploding in his body. A sensation he had never felt since being reborn in this body.

Eudeuduk.

Chung Myung’s teeth gritted fiercely. Blood surged backward, and the muscles throughout his body screamed.

“Keukeuk.”

Jang Ilso’s suppressed laughter came out of his mouth when he saw Chung Myung’s expression.

“You look like you’re having fun!”

Kwaaaaaang!

Jang Ilso pushed Chung Myung away at once.

“Haaaap!”

Kicking the air, he flew faster than Chung Myung, who was pushed away, closing the distance in an instant.

Tok!

Just then, Chung Myung, who landed on the cliff, unfolded Plum Blossom Footwork (???(梅花步)) and increased the distance to avoid the flying Jang Ilso.

Kwaaaaaang!

Right at that spot, Jang Ilso’s fist landed, making a dent inward into the cliff.

Ureureureung!

The cliff that took Jang Ilso’s punch shook as if hit by an earthquake. Broken rocks fell and crashed.

However, the speed at which Chung Myung and Jang Ilso ran along the cliff, throwing punches and swords at each other, was faster than the falling rocks.

Dozens of sword energy poured like rain, and hundreds of fist energy blossomed like clouds. In every spot that the two passed by, scars appeared as if they had been scratched by a huge rake.

A sight like a giant earth dragon crawling along a cliff.

Sogok!

Then Chung Myung’s sword carved a scar on Jang Ilso’s shoulder.

Udeudeuk!

At the same time, Jang Ilso’s fist hit Chung Myung’s side.

The sword and fist fighting began to intensify.

Unknowingly, Chung Myung, whose entire face was covered in blood, was laughing, showing his equally red teeth. There was not the slightest trace of a Taoist on his face, which radiated murderous energy from his eyes.

The same goes for Jang Ilso.

The corners of his mouth were raised to the top. The young face was filled with excitement and a maniacal smile.

Pook!

Chung Myung, who was hit directly by Jang Ilso’s fist, fell through the cliff and was driven into the inside.

“Chung Myung-aaaaaaah!”

Baek Cheon screamed tearfully at the sight. However, Chung Myung, who burst out from the cliff before his scream was over, struck his sword at Jang Ilso with overwhelming momentum.

Kwaaaaang!

Jang Ilso crossed his hands to block the blow, but at that moment, Chung Myung’s feet, which moved like a ray of light, hit Jang Ilso’s jaw.

Pook!

Jang Ilso’s body was flung like a cannonball. Jang Ilso, who crashed onto a cliff and bounced back into the air, captured the sun rising in the middle of the sky in his eyes.

“Ha… haha!”

How long has it been?

Since the last time he inevitably saw the sun due to getting overwhelmed by someone else’s power.

Jang Ilso flipped over and kicked the air. No, he tried to. But Chung Myung flew at him much faster than he thought and struck him head-on.

Kwang.

Chung Myung, who had blown him into the center of the ground and lost his footing, roared loudly in an instant.

“Hye Yeoooon!”

As if he had been waiting, a golden energy erupted from below.

Chung Myung crouched and stepped on the rising energy, charging towards Jang Ilso. The tip of his Dark Fragrant Plum Blossom Sword soared as if piercing the sky.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, drawing numerous plum blossoms. The plum blossoms scattered as soon as they bloomed and soon turned into thousands of petals swirling in the sky.

“Euaaaaaat!”

All those petals poured down on Jang Ilso in unison.

Plum Blossom Sword Finale (????(梅花劍結)). Plum Blossom Torrential Rain (?????(梅花下暴雨))

A rain of flowers falls from the sky. It was a heavy rain that swept away everything and purified the world.

Madness soared from Jang Ilso’s eyes when he saw the rain of flying flowers. For the first time, composure completely disappeared from his face.

“You insolent brat!”

His energy swelled as if it would burst, and soon a blue light erupted from his eyes like lightning. At the same time, blue flames erupted from his entire body.

Slaughtering Blue Flame (????(蒼炎鬪殺)). Soul-Severing Strong Flame (????(斷魂炎剛)).

Blue flames that slithered like a snake’s tongue covered Jang Il-so’s entire body, blocking the flying plum blossom sword energy.

The plum blossom sword energy in turn continuously struck the blue strong energy created by Jang Ilso.

If ten times doesn’t work, then a hundred times.

If you can’t do it 100 times, 1000 times.

If a hundred times doesn’t work, then a thousand times.

Every river begins with a drop. Those gathered droplets form a stream, then a river, and eventually an ocean.

The poured rain became a river, and then a waterfall, pressing down on Jang Ilso.

Kuuung!

Jang Ilso’s body, which was pushed back into the cliff by the plum blossom sword energy, increasingly dug into the cliffside.

“Ku… Keuuu!”

Blood vessels bulge in Jang Ilso’s eyes, and the whites turned red.

“This… This puny brat…!”

“Jang Ilsooooooooo!”

Utilizing every last bit of his remaining internal strength, Chung Myung turned into a streaking meteor, flying toward Jang Ilso.

“Dieeeeeee!”

Kwaaaaang!

Chung Myung and Jang Ilso pierced through the cliff, going deeper and deeper inside.