Return of the Mount Hua Sect-Chapter 1060

Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1060

The dark blood-red glow pouring from both eyes is eerie. In addition, there is dark demonic energy that swirls around his whole body like a demon.

The sight of the bishop rushing towards him with a face half bereft of reason seemed to strike at the fundamental fear of humans.

A beast-like, or even more than a beast came out of the mouth that seemed to be torn open. Hearing the scream that pierced his eardrums, Jang Ilso raised the corners of his mouth.

They are truly fascinating creatures.

The so-called strong ones become conscious of their standing, whether they like it or not. In a good way, they have dignity, and in a bad way, they become a straight hypocrite.

But these cultists of Magyo show no such ‘class.’ What he can see in that bishop’s appearance is just raw savagery. It seemed to prove that humans, too, are nothing more than beasts.

No, maybe that is the true face of fanaticism. A true believer sees all as equal under their god. So there would be no need to assert oneself.

“But no matter what…”

The lips, which looked even redder because of the pale face, draw an eerie curve.

“Isn’t this just too ugly?”

Emitting goosebumps and killing intent, Jang Ilso accelerated further and rushed forward. The torn hem of his long sleeves fluttered wildly in the blowing wind.

“Kaaaaaaa!”

Demonic energy gathered in both hands of the bishop, who seemed to have lost all remaining reason. Every single strand of demonic energy gathering like smoke would be stronger and more destructive than the powerful energy unleashed by an absolute martial master. Even if just by touching it, bones will break and flesh will burst.

Dan Jagang rushed at incredible speed and swung his hand towards Jang Ilso’s head.

It was a reckless attack that was neither martial art nor anything else. However, the terrible demonic energy wrapped around his hand transforms the madman’s struggles into an unmatched martial prowess.

At that moment, Jang Ilso’s hand struck like lightning.

‘I’ve already seen enough, what could you do with this!’

Before Dan Jagang’s raised hand could reach his head, Jang Ilso’s palm hit Dan Jagang’s elbow first, breaking it. The swirling demonic barely grazed Jang Ilso’s head and he fell to the ground.

Jang Ilso jumped forward again without missing the slight opening that had appeared.

However, Dan Jagang seemed to have expected it in advance and naturally swung his other hand to attack Jang Ilso, who was charging in.

‘Yes!’

Jang Ilso twisted his body with the same momentum as his charge.

Jang Ilso’s long sleeves fluttered towards the flying hand. Jang Ilso rotated as if the bishop’s arm was ice. His robe billowed as he moved not towards the bishop’s arms but to his side.

‘Is it still there?’

Even if not, it will definitely remain like an afterimage in the bishop’s head. The image of a swordsman named Chung Myung holding a mid-range weapon called a sword and digging extremely into the opponent’s arms!

Once humans experience a crisis, they instinctively try to avoid the situation. Thus, when Jang Ilso rushes forward, the bishop will naturally try to block!

It was this reaction that Jang Ilso was aiming for in the first place.

Kwaaaaaang!

The demonic energy that was on the ground exploded, and the belated shock hit Jang Ilso’s back. It was a shock so great that his blood flowed back for a moment, but Jang Ilso embraced it rather than avoid it.

He then swiftly burrowed into the completely exposed side of the bishop.

“This is how it’s done.”

Jang Ilso’s hand, tinged with blue, immediately struck the bishop’s side.

Kwaang!

Before the bishop’s body could be pushed away by the impact, Jang Ilso’s fist struck the same spot one after another like a thunderbolt.

Jang Ilso, who had shoved more than a dozen punches into the side at once, tried to reach out again, but stopped and stomped the ground. And then he caught up with the bishop who was pushed away.

‘No! This isn’t!’

It’s not just about striking. The important thing is not even allow the enemy a moment to breathe!

Kwaaaa!

As the bishop was propelled into the air, he swung his arm. The rough and dark demonic energy flew sideways toward Jang Ilso. It was as if ink had been scattered in the air with a huge brush.

Jang Ilso narrowly avoided it by lowering his posture as if sticking to the ground. The gloomy energy passing right over his head sent a chill down his spine for an instant.

But the more dangerous it became, the more Jang Ilso’s face began to become colored with more and more eerie joy. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

“This, he’s crazier than I thought? Hahahahaha!”

Jang Ilso burst into laughter and sprinted towards the bishop a short distance away.

He understands after experiencing it himself. Why is that crazy Taoist fighting this way.

Jang Ilso had fought Chung Myung once at Black Dragon Water Fortress. At that time, didn’t he get angry at Chung Myung’s fighting style, where he fought as if throwing his life away?

At that time, he just thought that a rare crazy person had emerged from Righteous Sects. But now, watching this battle with the bishop and now engaging in the same manner, he understood.

‘That’s not how you fight!’

Chwaaaak!

The sleeves of his wide robe suddenly became as hard as steel. Filled with internal energy and sharpened like a blade, the sleeve mercilessly slashed at the bishop’s hand.

‘We have no choice but to fight like that!’

This guy is strong. Unbelievably strong.

In particular, his internal strength is so vast that even the world-renowned Jang Ilso only experienced this for the first time in one’s life. Before seeing this person, he had never imagined a human could handle such a level of internal strength.

Shaolin’s Bop Jeong, which is said to be unparalleled in the world in terms of internal strength, would be no more than an ordinary person if he were next to this man.

However, despite their immense internal energy, their techniques are extremely simple. The nature of martial arts is to simply overpower their opponents with their vast internal strength.

So, how should someone without such internal strength confront these individuals?

Chung Myung had all the answers.

A minimum amount of time is required to raise the internal strength within Dantian and convert it into energy. And the more massive the amount of internal strength that needs to be raised, the longer it takes.

The key is not to give them that time.

If they face each other at a distance where they can unleash their internal strength, they will inevitably lose. The destructive power of their martial arts is so vast that it disregards the purity of techniques.

Therefore, without giving them a moment to gather their internal strength, they have no choice but to launch a series of attacks from a close distance and drag it into a vicious melee.

However!

Kwaaaaaaa!

Jang Ilso jerked his waist back. Before he knew it, the bishop’s black hand flew in and narrowly passed right over his nose.

‘It’s easier said than done!’

This is merely a methodology.

The enemy’s internal strength is immense. Even the hastily gathered energy, insufficiently prepared due to lack of time, is enough to reduce a human body to a mere pool of blood.

So what’s the difference between that method and the saying that in order to survive in the mountain where the fire spreads, one must penetrate in the direction where the fire spreads? It’s a method only a madman who does not value his life could choose.

But there is. It clearly exists. Someone who does such crazy things without any hesitation.

That’s why!

Kwaaaaaa!

With a chilling glare in his eyes, Jang Ilso hurled himself towards Dan Jagang’s arm that was aiming at him.

Inside! Inside! Even faster!

‘If I can’t do it!’

Jang Ilso’s elbow struck Dan Jagang’s forearm.

Udeudeuk!

However, the sound of bones crushing came from Jang Ilso’s shoulder, not Dan Jagang’s arm. The demonic energy that grazed his shoulder had easily shattered it.

His face was distorted in pain. But Jang Ilso gritted his teeth and moved his body again. Toward a place very close to Dan Jagang.

‘Wouldn’t it be embarrassing!’

Jang Ilso, who spun like a top right in front of Dan Jagang, immediately shoulder-charged into his chest. The rotational force added to the shoulder strike exploded against Dan Jagang’s chest.

Kwaaaang!

He then used the recoil to slightly lift his body slightly and hit Dan Jagang’s chin with his knee.

Kwang!

As soon as Jang Ilso spun his body around in the air, he delivered dozens of rapid kicks towards Dan Jagang’s head. The blue energy emanating from his feet shot toward Dan Jagang like a waterfall.

“Keueuk!”

In the blink of an eye, the endless strike chain literally poured down like torrential rain, and a groan escaped Dan Jagang’s mouth who had lost his reason.

Kwang!

Jang Ilso, who accelerated through the air like Chung Myung one after another, rushed towards Dan Jagang.

“Kaaaaaaa!”

In that moment, Dan Jagang let out a scream and hurled a punch as fast as lightning. It was a speed that was incomparably faster than what Dan Jagang has done so far.

While he had surrendered his body to the demonic energy, declaring himself a beast, it seemed a strand of reason still remained. It was the most perfect blow that could be delivered at that moment, reducing the internal strength and increasing the speed. It was a blow that Jang Ilso, who was accelerating in mid-air, could neither avoid nor block.

‘It looks like he still had some sense left!’

However, Jang Ilso did not slow down or change direction at all even when he saw Dan Jagang’s fist coming as if it were going to pierce his face at any moment.

It was a suicidal act. There was no other way to describe this madness.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Jang Ilso rushed forward and raised his internal strength in both hands as if Dan Jagang’s fist did not exist.

At that moment.

Kwaaaaang!

Chung Myung jumped like a beam of light onto Jang Ilso’s head and unfolded his sword. Not with the blade’s edge, but with the flat, he struck a smashing blow rather than a cut!

Dan Jagang’s fist, which was trying to pierce Jang Ilso’s face, was deflected. The trajectory of the fist twisted and grazed Jang Ilso’s cheek.

Udeudeuk!

In an instant, skin was torn and bones were crushed.

However, Jang Ilso did not even blink an eye and stretched out both hands like thunderbolts straight towards Dan Jagang. The energy flowing through his hands created irregular blue traces in the air. The blue lines engraved in the most intense places were strangely beautiful, unbecoming of this grueling battle.

Kwaaaaaaang!

Jang Ilso’s twin palms struck Dan Jagang in his abdomen. His hands, surrounded by blue flames, pierced Dan Jagang’s clothes as if tearing them apart, and planted two bright palm marks (??(掌印)) on his abdomen.

Blood spurting from Dan Jagang’s mouth covered Jang Ilso’s face. Jang Ilso, stained red with his own blood and that of his enemies, grinned, revealing his pure white teeth.

“In the end, it’s humans who kill beasts.”

Kwang!

Jang Ilso’s palm strike lifted Dan Jagang’s chin and struck him. Half-floating, Dan Jagang was propelled away, and Jang Ilso followed, his robe flailing wildly.

His face, filled with murderous intent, pleasure, and even fear, depicted a terrible expression that could not be compared to anything before.

‘This!’

An intense sensation that seemed to penetrate from the top of his head to the tips of his toes made his eyes continuously flash.

‘What an incredible feeling this is?’

Right now, he is on the edge of a sword.