Kang Sogun

"Hiyah!"

Wu Wonsong, seeing Cho Jihang at the center of the formation, let out a great battle cry and leaped from his horse, throwing himself forward.

Cho Jihang rushed towards Wu Wonsong.

Clang!

The crescent moon saber striking down from above and Cho Jihang's saber striking up from below clashed.

Wu Wonsong's saber contained immense power. Moreover, it carried the momentum of his flight. Nevertheless, to clash with it head-on was against common sense.

Indeed, the crescent moon saber, laden with immense force, pressed down on Cho Jihang's saber and continued its descent.

Screeeech!

In an instant, Cho Jihang's saber changed its course, sliding up the crescent moon saber.

The advantage of the Heaven Returning Twelve Sabers lay in such flexible saber movements.

Wu Wonsong raised his crescent moon saber to block Cho Jihang's ascending saber.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Clang! Clatter!

After several clashes, Cho Jihang was pushed back three or four steps.

"The young pup is quite something."

Wu Wonsong gave a sincere compliment and swung his crescent moon saber again.

Cho Jihang faced him and continuously unfolded the Heaven Returning Twelve Sabers.

Clang!

Sparks flew as the crescent moon saber and Cho Jihang's saber clashed.

While Cho Jihang was clashing with Wu Wonsong, the formation was disrupted.

The Heaven's Mandate Brigade swept past the Fire Heaven Brigade, and the Dark Heaven Brigade attacked again from behind.

"Ugh."

The Fire Heaven Brigade warriors could not handle the successive attacks of the Dark Heaven Brigade and fell.

Even without their leader's command, the Heaven's Mandate Brigade and the Dark Heaven Brigade worked together in perfect unison.

There was a reason why the Heavenly Martial Faction reigned as a hegemon of the martial world.

The Fire Heaven Brigade's formation was precarious, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Yeon Seongyeol pressed on the injured Heukgwi, but the Dark Heaven Brigade members threw themselves to block him, so he could not finish it at once.

More than ten Dark Heaven Brigade members had fallen around Yeon Seongyeol.

As expected, the master of a sect was different.

"Ugh. Yeon Seongyeol! If I cannot kill you, I will give up my position as the Amcheon First Team Leader."

Heukgwi attacked Yeon Seongyeol, swinging his meteor hammer like a madman.

Jungrang escorted Yeon Hwasim and blocked the Dark Heaven Brigade members.

The saying that the few are no match for the many was not wrong.

As the Heaven's Mandate Brigade and the Dark Heaven Brigade pushed with their numbers, the Fire Heaven Brigade was busy defending.

"Kill them all!"

Heukgwi, injured and filled with rage, shouted.

Just then.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Again, a group of men and horses appeared on the main road.

The one in the lead was Jang Mugang.

Two people were riding alongside him, Yeon Seongyeol's sworn brothers, the One Saber Three Slashes Cheok Muryang and the White Fan Scholar Hwang Uichae.

"Reinforcements!"

At someone's shout, the Fire Heaven Brigade members' spirits soared.

Jang Mugang, who had ridden through the night to the Three Blade Sect, had left his injured younger brothers and immediately rushed back with the masters of the Three Blade Sect and the remaining warriors.

Cheok Muryang, who was in the lead, shouted loudly.

"Brother! It's Cheok Muryang!"

"Sect Master Yeon! I'm here!"

Jang Mugang let out a thunderous roar and leaped from his horse's back.

Following him, about fifty Three Blade Sect disciples charged towards the enemy.

As the Three Blade Sect's reinforcements newly joined, the formations of both sides broke, and it led to a chaotic battle.

The Fire Heaven Brigade members, who had gained reinforcements, fought the Dark Heaven Brigade with all their might.

The Three Blade Sect disciples charged towards the Heaven's Mandate Brigade.

The Three Blade Sect disciples were weaker in martial arts compared to the Heavenly Martial Faction disciples, but they swung their swords with the determination to die, feeling the sense of crisis that the existence of their sect was at stake.

With masters like Jang Mugang, Cheok Muryang, and Hwang Uichae here, neither side could gain the upper hand and fought a chaotic battle.

As time passed, the number of falling warriors increased.

Boom!

Wu Wonsong's crescent moon saber finally sent Cho Jihang's saber flying.

"Ugh!"

As Cho Jihang staggered back, the Fire Heaven Brigade members stood in front and escorted him.

"The young pup is admirable. I'll kill you last!"

Wu Wonsong said a word to Cho Jihang, who was being supported by the Fire Heaven Brigade members, and then turned around.

Then he raised his crescent moon saber, looked around the battlefield, and shouted.

"Yeon Seongyeol! I am the Heaven's Mandate Brigade Commander, Wu Wonsong. Will you drive your subordinates to their deaths? Come out and let's settle this!"

Wu Wonsong's presence was like that of Guan Yu.

Hoooo!

A whistle sounded, and someone shot up into the air and landed in front of Wu Wonsong.

It was Yeon Seongyeol.

He too, unable to finish off Heukgwi who was being assisted by the Dark Heaven Brigade members, had flown over to settle things with Wu Wonsong.

Wu Wonsong said to Yeon Seongyeol.

"You are worthy of being the master of a sect!"

Yeon Seongyeol said calmly.

"That's not something a lackey of Gu Yeongang should say!"

"There is no sect that can hold its head high in front of the Heavenly Martial Faction's vanguard, the Heaven's Mandate Brigade!"

As soon as Wu Wonsong finished speaking, he swung his crescent moon saber widely.

Clang!

Yeon Seongyeol's saber flew.

Boom!

An explosion erupted as the two clashed. A fierce saber qi spread in all directions.

As the leaders fought, everyone took a step back and watched the clash between Yeon Seongyeol and Wu Wonsong.

Swish!

Wu Wonsong's crescent moon saber fiercely pressed on Yeon Seongyeol, but Yeon Seongyeol easily avoided it.

Wu Wonsong's crescent moon saber was strong, but Yeon Seongyeol's Heaven Returning Twelve Sabers was divine. It was incomparable to Cho Jihang's.

'Is this the same Heaven Returning Twelve Sabers?'

Wu Wonsong was inwardly surprised.

Heukgwi knew that Wu Wonsong would not be able to handle Yeon Seongyeol.

"What are you doing? Kill them all!"

Heukgwi suddenly shouted.

At Heukgwi's command, the Dark Heaven Brigade moved, and a chaotic battle broke out again.

"You bastards don't know the ways of the martial world!"

Jang Mugang, enraged, roared and struck down the charging Dark Heaven Brigade members.

Cheok Muryang and Hwang Uichae also killed the swarming Heavenly Martial Faction disciples.

At the killing moves of the masters, the Heavenly Martial Faction disciples fell like moths to a flame.

Nevertheless, Heukgwi shouted with bloodshot eyes.

"Kehehe. The ways of the martial world? In front of the Dark Heaven Brigade, there is only victory. The Dark Heaven Brigade is undefeated!"

Heukgwi swung his meteor hammer like a madman and killed the Three Blade Sect disciples.

"Die!"

As the Three Blade Sect disciples scattered and fled.

Swish!

A sword light like the stars in the sky poured down on Heukgwi.

Heukgwi hastily rotated his meteor hammer to block the pouring sword light.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

After a round of sword light had passed, a person was standing there.

"You again?"

Heukgwi gritted his teeth as he saw Jungrang.

Jungrang silently aimed his sword.

He was Jungrang, moving according to the sword path that continued in his mind after gaining an insight.

"Kuh, a mere escort dares..."

Heukgwi threw his meteor hammer.

Ting.

Jungrang's sword deflected the meteor hammer.

A chaotic battle broke out again.

Screams erupted from all over, and blood soaked the ground.

A white-haired old man walked into the scene of the massacre, which was like a picture of hell.

His steps were very leisurely.

The white-haired old man's gaze was directed at Kang Sogun.

As their eyes met, Kang Sogun let out a low sigh and got off the horse he was riding.

In the meantime, the white-haired old man stood ten feet away.

"Did you kill Gu Yangun?"

Unsal asked.

Kang Sogun nodded and said as if it were someone else's business.

"It seems so."

"Do you know that he was the third young master of the Heavenly Martial Faction?"

"Do I need to know?"

"In any case, you'll have to die. I was his escort, but I couldn't protect him because I was away for a moment. Won't I save face if I at least take your head?"

A leisurely smile bloomed on Unsal's face.

It was because he knew that he was a man who had been on the verge of death just the other day.

"If you can."

Kang Sogun said calmly.

Kang Sogun took out the red jade dagger that Yeon Hwasim had given him from his bosom and held it in his hand.

"You use a dagger?"

"Depending on the situation."

Kang Sogun's gaze turned to Unsal.

In an instant, the smile disappeared from Unsal's face.

'How?'

Unsal frowned. A martial artist has instincts. Those instincts warned him.

Unsal drew the sword on his back.

"You're making me draw my sword for the first time in a while."

Unsal was cautious even though he could not feel any particular internal energy from Kang Sogun.

'He probably hasn't recovered his internal energy yet. But he's definitely a man with a move.'

There was no harm in being cautious.

Unsal was confident that he would take Kang Sogun's head.

He was definitely a man on the verge of death. He had personally overheard the doctor shaking his head and giving up.

"If you move, you will die. Do you have any last words?"

Kang Sogun suddenly opened his mouth.

Unsal was dumbfounded.

"Khaha! How truly arrogant. Do you have any last words to leave?"

"The one who will die is you."

Kang Sogun finished speaking and closed his eyes.

Unsal frowned again.

He had heard of a blind sword, but a blind dagger was something he had never heard of.

'He's a man with a deep mind. Is he trying to buy time?'

Unsal could not understand Kang Sogun's actions. But for some reason, his sense of foreboding grew.

Unsal raised his internal energy to the maximum.

He was the one who had killed Gu Yangun and about twenty Heaven's Mandate Brigade members, so he must have a trump card.

'If I can just block the first move, he won't have the internal energy to make the next move!'

Kang Sogun did not move at all.

Unsal hesitated.

The conclusion was already as good as made, but for some reason, he was reluctant to make a move.

'What on earth is he believing in to act like that?'

The more he thought, the more complicated his mind became, and his body stiffened.

Cold sweat flowed down Unsal's back without him realizing it.

What broke the standoff was a gust of wind.

A wind blew from somewhere, and Kang Sogun's clothes fluttered.

Flutter.

In an instant, Unsal struck down with his sword like a thunderbolt. It was a supreme move that would split into three swords and cut the opponent into three pieces if the sword was blocked.

There was nothing to block the sword.

Thwack!

A dagger that had flown without a sound embedded itself in Unsal's forehead.

Unsal looked up and saw the dagger embedded in his head.

Because of the red jade embedded in the hilt, the sky looked as if it were dyed red.

Unsal held onto his fading consciousness and asked.

'How?'

But it could not come out as a sound. Unsal's consciousness scattered with the autumn wind that blew again.

The moment Unsal collapsed, a sword was also embedded in Heukgwi's chest.

Heukgwi also could not believe his own death.

He, the Amcheon First Team Leader who had roamed the world as if it were too small, had never thought that he would end his life at the sword of a nameless escort warrior.

"Ugh!"

The moment Jungrang's sword was pulled out, the last moments of the countless people he had killed flashed through Heukgwi's mind.

There were those who begged for their lives despicably, and there were those who accepted death silently.

Heukgwi did not kneel and looked at the Dark Heaven Brigade warriors.

He could not show a weak side to those with whom he had shared joys and sorrows.

Heukgwi met his death standing, holding his meteor hammer.

The moment his last breath left his lungs, Heukgwi collapsed.

Wu Wonsong, seeing Heukgwi collapse after Unsal, swung his crescent moon saber and pushed Yeon Seongyeol back.

"Sect Master Yeon. The casualties on both sides are not small, so let's stop here for today."

Unlike his large build, Wu Wonsong was flexible in his advance and retreat.

The reason the Heaven's Mandate Brigade had gained the rumor of being the undefeated vanguard of the Heavenly Martial Faction was because of Wu Wonsong's flexibility.

Yeon Seongyeol looked around.

About thirty disciples, including about ten from the Fire Heaven Brigade, were dead or seriously injured.

The damage to the Heaven's Mandate Brigade and the Dark Heaven Brigade, which numbered over a hundred, was even greater, with only about half of them standing.

In a chaotic battle, the presence of masters was a factor that determined victory or defeat.

Although the Three Blade Sect was numerically inferior, masters like Jang Mugang, Cheok Muryang, and Hwang Uichae had not spared themselves, and Jungrang had played an unexpectedly active role.

The gazes of the Three Blade Sect warriors turned to Yeon Seongyeol. They were eyes full of fighting spirit, willing to fight to the end.

'Hmm.'

Yeon Seongyeol was the master of a sect.

If they fought to the end, they might be able to wipe out all the enemies, but the disciples of the Three Blade Sect would also suffer great damage.

The Heavenly Martial Faction would only lose one military force, but the Three Blade Sect's main force would be hit.

The losses could not be compared.

Yeon Seongyeol sheathed his saber.

"Tell the Heavenly Martial Faction Master. If he wants to take over the Three Blade Sect, he should come himself."

(End of Chapter)