God of Fight - Chapter 447
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Chapter 4 Steel frame construction 2
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Gumor, one of the eight elders of the Myogang Five Gates, rushed forward with all his might and turned his body.
In his hand, Miogang’s unique half-moon sword was spinning at a frightening speed, aiming at the black-clothed man’s back.
But it was no use.
Kakak-!
Gumor’s half-moon sword, which cut the black-clothed man’s back, bounced with a sound similar to that of scraping against an iron wall.
Meanwhile, the black-clothed man strongly tightened the neck of the person he was holding with both hands, and eventually broke it off and took off the head.
Like one of Wu Dok-mun’s disciples, he died in an absurdly ignorant and cruel way.
“this… … !”
Gumor felt his wrist ringing and the pain as if his grip were being torn apart, and he was disgusted.
The aftermath of hitting the man in black clothing on the back was like hitting an iron wall.
However, now was not the time for him to leisurely savor such pain.
“die!”
Two disciples, enraged by the death of their colleague, forgot his orders to act cautiously and attacked the man in black robes, brandishing their swords recklessly.
Gumor shouted urgently.
“no!”
But it was already too late.
The black-clothed man with empty eyes devoid of any emotion and an expressionless face leisurely turned around to face the two disciples of the Five Readings who were rushing in.
The swords wielded by the two disciples cut off his neck and stabbed him in the chest at that moment, but had no effect.
And what Gumor was worried about happened next.
The black-clothed man doubled down.
Pow!
An eerie noise erupted.
It was the sound of the two disciples’ heads exploding like watermelons as they panicked that their attacks were not working.
Red blood and white brain fluid splattered everywhere.
The black-clothed man paid no heed to that and moved to the side indifferently yet quickly, holding out both hands.
“Oops!”
Two other disciples, who were enraged at the meaningless death of their colleague, surrendered their necks to the black-clothed man’s hands.
And that was the end of it.
“Keuuuuu… … !”
Their eyes popped out at the same time, without anyone knowing who was first.
This happened while my neck was being tightened, twisted, and then broken by the black-clothed man’s formidable grip.
The man in black was not human.
It was a monster.
Not only the sword, but also none of the poisons and poisons that the Five Demons boasted about in the world worked at all.
‘Does this kind of jiangshi exist in the world?’
Gumor was furious.
I had already figured out that the man in black was a Jiangshi. This is because Odogmun also had Gangsi that they made in their own way.
However, the black-clothed man they were now facing was beyond all common sense and concepts he knew about Jiangshi. He was truly a monster that went beyond all conventional wisdom.
It had to be that way.
Although the Jiangshi had a strong body due to the effects of a special drug, it was not strong enough to withstand the sword of a martial arts expert.
Moreover, since jiangshi are basically creatures without ego, they move awkwardly and clunkily. Therefore, it was a well-known theory in the world that one could never move at high speed, but the man in black was not like that at all.
The black-clothed man moved faster than most experts, and even used weapons.
Moreover, Jiangxi is basically an entity that is impervious to poison, and today, Wu Du Wen has truly faced his worst enemy.
But now, what was tormenting Gumor even more cruelly were two other red guns.
They, the two men, were lounging leisurely in the distance, watching two black-clothed jiangshi who were obviously jiangshi fight against the disciples of the Wudukmun.
Gumor thought that maybe they were stronger than the black-faced jiangshi who felt like monsters.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t be having the black-eyed jiangshi fight while they leisurely watch with their arms crossed.
In fact, there were cases where people watched on the battlefield without participating in the fight.
This is the case when it puts pressure on the enemy as a reserve force and stands by to deal with unexpected variables.
But their attitude didn’t seem that way at all.
They could have ended the fight in one go at any time if they stepped forward, but it seemed like they would just watch.
Where on earth is there any need for that?
Gumor suddenly thought of such a thing, but soon came to his senses.
Three or four days had already passed since the enemy group passed through them and headed towards the headquarters of Odokmun.
When it is obvious that the headquarters is already under attack, this is not the time to waste time raising such meaningless questions.
The monster, a black-faced jiangshi, was looking around looking for new prey.
“profit!”
Gumor clenched his molars until they bled and rose into the air, aiming after him with all his might.
Kagak-!
The Banwoldo accurately cut the back of the neck of the black-faced Gangshi, but as expected, the Banwoldo slipped as if scraping an iron wall, leaving only a strong aftereffect.
At that time, his grip on the Banwoldo was unable to withstand the aftermath and was torn and blood splattered.
Cum!
The sound of the wind rang in Gumor’s ears.
‘He’s an expert!’
The wind produced by a drummer and a sewer are different from the sound, and he is an expert who can understand that much.
“urg!”
Gumor reflexively turned his body like a top and emerged, creating a whirlwind.
The blade of the half-moon sword that followed his body created a snail-like flash, and there was a collision.
Whip it!
A harsh metallic sound erupted and sparks flew. After that, one more wound appeared on Gumor’s chest.
Although he is only a low rank among the eight elders of the Five Commandments, he is a martial arts expert of the highest level in the entire Five Commandments. Even though he defended with all his might, he was unable to stop it.
However, he was more surprised by the other person’s identity than by the disappointment or the pain that came from the wound.
The other person was one of the two men who had just seen him standing in the distance.
Even though he was vomiting blood from the pain of his internal organs being chafed, he shouted urgently without hesitation any longer.
“Everyone retreat!”
* * *
“Now tell me why. “Why, why did I have to flee here?”
It was a valley about 300 ri west of the headquarters of Odokmun.
This place can only be reached by escaping from the jungle, the so-called ‘Forest of Poisonous Streams’, and crossing the Dead Lake, also known as the Swamp of Death, and the steep cliff of a thousand miles, called the ‘River of Destruction.’ The name of this valley is Dokryeongbo, which Iyanta, the elder and counselor of the Five Dogmuns, mentioned, and Yasununu was asking the question as soon as he led the disciples of the Five Dogmuns into the place.
Iyanta did not answer her question, but instead glanced at one of the students in the back and said,
“Bring it.”
The disciple of the Five Readings who received Iyanta’s instructions was Artan, the chief disciple of the first generation of disciples.
He quietly retreated to the back and soon returned, placing a small bundle in Jasnunu’s face and unfolding it.
“What is this?”
Yasununu frowned and asked as soon as he saw the item coming out of the bag.
I wasn’t asking because I didn’t know what it was. This is because what came out of the box was the severed arm of the person holding the knife.
Iyanta answered with a heavy expression.
“It was obtained in exchange for one of Elder Argan’s eyes and Elder Gorin’s life. Even when one of his arms fell off, he casually swung his other hand and decapitated the Gorin elder with his bare hands.”
Yasununu’s eyes suddenly opened wide. It was truly an expression of disbelief.
It was a natural reaction. This is because Elders Argan and Gorin are absolute masters of the Five Readings.
“Who on earth are they… … ?”
“We still don’t know the identity of our enemies, but there is something more important than that.”
“What is that… … ?”
Iyanta answered, pointing to the person’s arm on the floor.
“It’s not a person. “This is Jiang Shi.”
“What on earth is that…?” … ?”
Yasununu was distrustful.
“You’re holding a knife, right?”
Iyanta nodded in agreement and answered.
“Yes that’s right. Unlike the existing Gangshi, this is a Gangshi that uses weapons. Plus, the movements are different. “If the Gangshi had the same movements as the existing Gangshi, the situation where Elder Argan lost his eyes and Elder Gorin lost his life would never have happened.”
“… … !”
Yasununu looked quite shocked, but as befits the head of a clan, he quickly regained his composure.
“Have you looked into your history?”
Iyanta answered.
“We searched through all the related old books we have, and there was one similar content.”
“What is it?”
“There is a story that in the past the Demonic Cult produced a jiangshi similar to this. I’m not sure if this is the case as the detailed history isn’t written down, but it seems to be a jiangshi that was strengthened with iron energy using a specific method. If I had to give it a name, it would be Steel City (鐵疆屍) or Steel Structure Steel City (鐵骨疆屍).”
Yasununu nodded, was silent for a moment, and then asked.
“What do you think, Elder Iyanta? “Who or where do you think it is?”
Iyanta could not answer right away and hesitated with an embarrassed expression. His obsession is that he cannot easily say anything unless it is something he knows for certain.
Yasununu knew his personality well, so he tried to gently treat him.
“Take a guess.”
Iyanta answered with an air of effort as if there was no other way.
“It’s such common sense that it won’t be of much help, but if I had to answer, there aren’t more than ten places in the world that could even create a monster like this.”
“Where are they?”
“Those are the Four Worlds, the Sichuan Tangmun, the Mao Shan Sect, the Kangshi Party led by the Shanxi Red Family, and the Imperial Palace where anything is possible.”
“Who among them have a reason to attack us?”
“There are two places: the World Cup and the Imperial Palace.”
Yasununu said coldly.
“Let’s make sure we find out who it is. “I need to make you realize how wrong it was to mess with the misreading.”
“Yes, I will do my best.”
After hearing Iyanta’s answer, Yasununu seemed to have finally regained his peace of mind and walked across the valley, looking around.
“Have you delivered an evacuation order to nearby tribes?”
Iyanta answered.
“Yes, I delivered. “I told them to retreat beyond the ‘River of Destruction’ and not to go near the Forest of Dokcheon for the time being, so they won’t fall into their hands.”
“but… … .”
Yasununu agreed.
“If they hide in the jungle there, it will be difficult for even us to find them.”
“That’s true, but actually… … .”
Iyanta said, looking at her with an awkward smile on her lips.
“I told you to cut off the Zumang Bridge.”
“yes?”
Yasununu, who had remained calm throughout, looked quite embarrassed.
Jumangbak Bridge was the only bridge that connected the ‘River of Mangae’, a cliff of a thousand miles facing each other, over 300 miles away.
Of course, just because the Jumang Bridge is broken, it does not mean that the ‘River of Destruction’ cannot be crossed. However, the cliffs were so rough and the return route was quite long, so it would have taken the Yi people of this area about a dozen days.
“There’s no need to do that… … ?”
Iyanta spoke again, pointing to Gangsi’s arm on the floor.
“That guy was squirming even before he got here. The owner of that guy casually cut off Elder Gorin’s head with his bare hands even as the guy fell away. “It will take time to find a way to deal with him, that monster.”
Yasununu still couldn’t erase his regretful expression, but he tried to look away and hurried his steps.
Iyanta gave a hint to Yatanga, a bamboo-covered man who was following her like a shadow, tapping the shoulder of Yatanga, the greatest expert in the Five Readings and the greatest warrior of the Miao tribe.
Yatanga laughed quietly and stood close behind Yasununu, whispering in his ear.
“He has no worries. “He is not a ‘river of despair,’ but a person who can come if he wants to, even if heaven blocks him.”
Yasununu slowly turned his head and glared at Yatanga.
“Who says they’re worried about that now!”
“Oh, well, it’s just that.”
Yatanga was indifferent and looked the other way.
He didn’t notice that her steps had become much lighter despite her sharp response.