The Descent Of The Demon God
Chapter 70: The Right Guard (2)

The expressions of Ko Wang-hyeon and Sub-hyung stiffen at Chun Ma's words.

That's what Baek Jong-so keeps talking about.

'Chun Ma? Her?'

As it happens all of a sudden, Sub-hyung can't immediately respond, but then he pulls out his sword.

Shh!

He immediately jumped towards Chun Yeowun, who was standing on the ceiling of the van.

His thin blade of light fluttered like a butterfly.

Shhh!

He uses the technique of subduing opponents with a series of agile and continuous techniques.

The most effective as well.

"To press it at once."

His opponent looks strong because he can stop a moving van, which means Sub-hyung has to rely on speed.

That was.

Sir!

“Huk?”

Sub-hyung surprised.

Strange things happened before his sword could even open completely.

'Cannot be…'

His sword was blocked by Chun Yeowun's finger.

Instead of cutting off a finger, the sword trembled, unable to move.

"I have to pull it out."

He tried to take back his sword.

At that moment, Chun Yeowun grabbed his blade at lightning speed and pulled it away.

Whey!

“Crazy Knife. It's been a long time since I've held this. ”

Chun Yeowun looked at the sword she caught with a smile.

Considering that this era was a thousand years later, a lot of time must have passed, but the blades were well-preserved even though the colors faded a little.

"Give me my sword!"

The greatest shame for a warrior is to lose their weapon.

It was an insult.

Sub-hyung tries to take back his sword.

Woong!

Sub-hyun moves and aims at Chun yeowun's wrist, but even before he can attack, the Mad Sword is pointed at his neck.

Kiak!

"Huh?"

The energy around the Mad Sword said that it was ready to slash at its own master. Sub-hyung fear.

Everything happened in front of him, but he could not really understand it.

"Slow! Your swordsmanship should be faster.”

“B-how?”

“What do you mean how? Like this."

Shhh!

The Mad Sword in Chun yeowun's hand began to cast shadows as it moved like a butterfly.

Behind the sunglasses, Sub-hyung's eyes widen.

'I-it!'

"However, you still need to pay."

"Pay?"

At that moment, the trembling Mad Sword touched Sub-hyung's wrist.

The clash!

A red line appears on the wrist.

Nah!

The wrist, which was cut, fell into the van.

The Sect members inside the van were shocked.

“Ahhh! Ku! My hands!"

The Right Guard, whose wrists were severed, shouted.

"How dare you!"

Ko Wang-hyeon, who saw that, raised his large body with an angry face and blasted like a cannon into the ceiling of the van.

The chachachachacha!

Every piece left of the ceiling was destroyed.

But.

"It didn't get to her."

Ko Wang-hyun frowned.

He thought that the young man would definitely be hit, but only his ceiling broke.

He could see that Chun Yeowun was still floating.

“Think you can avoid this!”

whaaat!

The whole van shook as he jumped.

Ko Wang-hyeon jumps into the air and releases 3 Second Strike against Chun yeowun.

Papa!

It concentrated on consecutive punches to knock the opponent down at once.

And its strength was strong enough to crush a rock over 5 meters tall.

"You can't avoid this!"

He was aiming when the opponent would have trouble moving.

However, his opponent was Chun Yeowun.

“You must be Ko Wanghur's descendant. You have the same body size as well. ”

"What?"

Sir!

“Eh?”

Chun Yeowun held her fist.

“Energy boxing with bare hands?”

The energy used on his fists was the strongest, but the hand that was attacked was fine, and the hand that was attacking trembled.

"A soft fist."

"What?"

Grab it!

Chun yeowun clenched his fists even harder.

Confused, Ko Wang-hyeon tries to withdraw, but.

The crack!

“Kuaaaak!”

The bones are broken.

Chun Yeowun throws Ko Wang-hyeon into the middle of the road.

Swish! Thump!

His body flew down and rolled several times.

When his body stopped, he tried to get up, only to cough up blood.

"Coughs!"

Despite using his full strength, the opponent did not seem to be distracted at all.

'What strength!'

The Right Guard and himself, who were in the top ten in the Heaven Demon order, were quickly subdued.

The strength of this man was beyond their imagination.

'Ko Wanghur's Descendants?'

The name he often heard.

That was.

Clangs!

The Cult members pulled out their swords and came out of the destroyed van.

A member who looked like a leader shouted.

"Devil Sword Formation!"

20 warriors, 12 of whom were at the Master level, formed a circle around Chun Yeowun.

Yummy!

"Devil Sword Formation ..."

Chun yeowun's eyes narrowed.

The Demon Sword Formation.

It was something created by the Demon Sword.

This was something created to deal with 101 warriors.

And all the checks are done to measure its efficiency.

All the Sect members were familiar with him.

As the number of soldiers increased from 12, to 36 to 108, their strength would increase, and they would even be able to handle Supreme Master warriors.

“Haa..”

The soldiers were all scared.

They had just witnessed the defeat of the two strongest people in their Sect, so they knew that Chun Yeowun was a great warrior.

But they can't back off.

So the leader shouted.

"The Three Arrey Sword Formation!"

The members who were spreading in circles at the same time tried to open the swordsmanship towards Chun Yeowun.

Chun Yeowun shook her head and.

"Kneeling…"

That was.

"Stop!"

Ko Wang-hyeon jumps to the middle.

"Huh? Manager Ko!”

"Stop everyone!"

All the members were shocked by his sudden intervention.

Ko Wang-hyeon asked in a cautious voice.

“Can I ask one question?”

Chun Yeowun did not say anything.

He politely raised his hand and then asked.

Grab it!

“How do you know Ko Wanghur's name?”

Ko Wanghul was the 17th head of the Demon Boxing Clan.

It was known as a high-ranking clan. The clan was reborn when he became one of the Six Swords of the 24th Lord Chun Yeowun, the Demon God.

However, it was impossible for anyone other than the clan to remember such an old name.

Chun Yeowun answered.

“He was the first of the Six Swords. He must be your ancestor, right?”

'Six Swords!'

There is no other title.

However, to the members of the Demon Fist Clan, it was a lifetime honor.

Hearing that, Ko Wang-hyeon's body trembled.

"Is that true?"

When Baek Jong-so talks about it, he's skeptical.

Due to the recent videos from Chun Woo Kyung's faction, they are all sensitive to Chun Ma's title.

“T-please show these Sect members some evidence, Mr. Chun Ma.”

"Currently, you only change depending on what you see."

Chun yeowun clicked her tongue.

But it seemed like he could not understand it, so he stretched out his right hand and.

The chachachacha!

A black wrist guard suddenly appeared and turned into a sword.

That shining black sword displayed the name of the Sky Demon Sword.

'The Sky Demon Sword! The original Sky Demon Sword!’

He was a descendant of Ko Wanghur, one of the Six Swords.

So Ko Wang-hyeon knows that the Sky Demon Sword is not just a sword.

When he saw her, he shouted.

"What are you all doing! Subject!"



Sir!

The Cult members kneeled down after the order fell.

Ko Wang-hyeon, the first one, shouted.

“Low cult members greet the great Demon God of the Order of the Sky Demon!”

“Tuan Chun Ma!”

The right guard, Sub-hyung, who is holding his severed wrist, cannot close his mouth.

'Is it really ...'

He did not believe those words until the end.

With trembling eyes, he looks at Baek jong-so. The man was sitting in the van smiling.

And then he remembered what he said a while ago.

[Truth? How funny! Do you think we would believe in the nonsense that the 24th Master from a thousand years ago was still alive? Chun Ma is coming? Ha ha ha!]

And he laughed proudly.

He also kills Baek Jong-so's comrades and kidnaps his mother, and even Huan Xia.

Being white, the Right Guard muttered.

"What have I done…"

On the eastern side of Baoding City.

Inside the tall building.

The name of the group was written on the wall.

President's room in the Chunshin building.

A middle-aged man with a moustache answered the phone with a serious face and looked out the window.

"Yes. So so."

The middle-aged man hung up the phone, and someone asked.

"President-no, chairman, is something wrong?"

"No, everything's fine."

The moustached middle-aged man was his chairman. He turned his head towards the sofa and smiled as he went to sit down.

On the other hand, sat a man with short hair and a tall appearance. He was wearing a mask that had a strange pattern on it.

"I'm sorry to the guest."

"Absolutely not."

“I'm happy to be able to do this with two Keeper.”

"It's for the unity of the Sect."

The masked man replied.

The leader, who looked at him, asked.

"Great Guardian, the date of the ceremony, I think it needs to be pushed closer."

"What do you mean?"

The chief smiled and said.

“It looks like a treasured guest will come to legalize the ceremony on behalf of my father in prison.”