The Northern Sword God
Third Curse...blood!!!
Sima Yong stared stiffly at the sky,
“Why are these ferocious monster creatures so many???”
“It looks like someone is controlling them, the monsters resemble iru dragons. Isn't it usual for this group of monsters to come out in the tens to a few hundred? Bagamana can thousands of monsters simultaneously then come attack us” Sima Yong curious.this is a monster according to him. His feelings turned unpleasant.
Yet he was seen stretching out his two hands, as if they were two hands that were wings. Acting as if his premonition was just an unreasonable thing. Then in an instruction through his mind ruled the seawater down there. Everyone heard the sound of water shuddering when they heard the rumbling of water from downwards, in the ocean. Rumbled and raged as if ordered something.
“Byurrrr.....” the roar of sea water that miraculously overflows up into space. Standing beside Sima Yong looked terrifying, thus making the shudder of everyone who saw it.
It was the Chakra Mul Technique that he had learned in the Great Eagles Imperial Library, after successfully combining several copies into a complete Chakra Technique.
With the level of martial comprehension Sima Yong was in, right now he no longer needed to mention Techniques out loud in order to awaken energy. He simply gave instructions through the mind.
This Mul Chakra is a strange chakra mastering technique. As discussed in advance, the practitioner must first master Jipsu to collect water elements and be controlled by the body. Next up is Ryusu, a technique needed to obtain power from water. And lastly is Chisu, a technique for the ability to control water.
After reaching the level of Chisu, a practitioner can utilize the water and then channel it into the sword technique named Tansu.
Sima Yong was currently operating the Tansu Sword Technique. He manipulated the overflowing seawater in the form of scrolls until it rose to the height of the spirit ship. Then he would then form a seal with the two fingers of his right hand. All eyes wide. The turbulent sea water made a terrible sound.
In the beautiful Movement, Sima Yong's body soared into the sky, following up to menagkal, the arrival of thousands of Ancient Monsters resembling the dragon.
“Wush..wush.
Everyone was once again taken aback, when they saw the seawater that rolled up to the height of the spirit ship, instantly turning into thousands of swords. The number might even be even more than a thousand crystal swords. The crystal sword made of water glittered in the sunlight, threatening evil to anyone who glanced at it.
In a wordless silence Sima Yong's body surged towards the sky, followed by thousands of crystal-shaped sharp swords in killing aura.
It was so majestic the sight of a swordsman like Sima Yong back then, to the point that everyone no longer felt interested in paying attention to the battle of the three SAINT experts against the imoogi. To all who were watching, the scene of the three SANIT battles against the imoogi, now they looked like a mere joke, compared to the skill of a Sword King who could turn water into thousands of crystal swords that were now straddling, ready to battle against thousands of monsters from the sky.
“Spectacular” is just that word worth giving seeing the King of Swords fly with thousands of such swords.
Then in everyone's view, the sky instantly became red. The thousands of swords ferociously pierced through and split through such a large number of monsters.
If more and more monsters arrived, the crystal sword was even more so. The seawater was so abundant down there, it was endless to support Sima Yong to borrow their strength and repeatedly slash, split and stab thousands of flying monsters.
So many corpses of flying monsters were falling from the sky, that the floor of the spirit ship's deck also became wet. Drenched in a pool of blood splattered from the sky…
“Clean off deck...!!” liao Quon's orders, followed by all the ship's officers in the army, helped the soldiers clean the deck from the blood splashes that fall nonstop.
But on the sidelines of their activities, everyone glanced silently towards the sky. Watching the massacre that Master Yong the Sword King committed.
Meanwhile. As everyone was busy watching the battle and slaughter in the sky, the other three SAINT experts were busy slaughtering imoogi, no one noticed in any other part of the sky, a shadow of a bird that flew away quickly.
It seemed like the bird was the descendant of that legendary Roc Monster Bird.
On the Roc's back, appearing in a robe fluttering in the wind, an old woman stood firm. In his hand he held a stick. It is not clear if the stick is a weapon.
“Tap...” barely heard a foot sound when the old woman set her foot on the deck of the ship.
All who were busy stealing glances, did not pay attention to the presence of the old woman. In a light step, barely drifting, knew he had been by Prince Ju Qin's side.
Prince Ju Qin was shocked when a thin and withered hand slapped on his shoulder,
“Who are you??? his daring ride to the imperial spirit ship of the Great Eagles” snapped Prince Ju Qin.
Hearing the prince's cry, Liao Quon who was always close to the prince followed in surprise. The reflex of his hand passed the sword at the waist, and in a killing stroke he slashed the old woman.
"Sreeetttt" the sound of the sword squeaking.
A snorting sound rang out from the old woman, as she bent and waved her hand. The sword in Laio Quon's hand bounced and broke in two.
Increasingly ferocious in anger, Laio Quon attacked the old woman with a clutching technique to bring her dead together. For him, as the Captain in charge of this flight, it was better for him to die, rather than the future prince of the Crown Prince of the Great Imperial Guard to suffer harm at the hands of the woman.
“Suiittt...” the grip containing the power to invite to die together it sounds threatening to the old woman.
But what a pity, once again in a Movement that looked like it was lazy, the old woman once again waved her hand.
“Duk...” Liao Quon's chest feels tight in pain. He vomited a mouthful of blood before falling unconscious. After that, he doesn't remember anything. Sleep in loss of consciousness…..
The old woman in a replay motion-once again waved her hand, then Prince Ju Qin was like in a drag floated by something without being. Prince Ju Qin floated onto the back of the giant Roc, sitting in the shackles of invisible power, right in front of the old woman who had been standing on top of the Roc.
The two of them then disappeared behind the clouds, flying towards the Eastern part of the God Filtering Continent…..
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