Desire

It was a little late for everyone to understand the situation. In front of their eyes, they saw the face of the elite of the sect named 'Wangsam’ change. When I found out who that face with the golden eyes was,

“Blood..! ”

The spiritual ambassador jumped up and down. He opens his mouth, not joining the words to the end. Azin grins at everyone's gaze that pierces him.

“It's a pity to meet such distinguished scholars. ”

The darkness that spread around Azin completely engulfed the Shaolin Cathedral. In other words, the whole space was taken over by the Jinn Shrine.

“Hematoma..! ”

Qingxia exclaimed with a frightening face. Azin turned his gaze and looked down at Qingxia. Qingxia, who was still sitting on the floor, looked up at the azin and couldn't connect the words anymore. What's he thinking right now? Azin simply suppressed the small urge to read his mind.

“A little sorry for you. ”

Ajin was naturally backed up. King Sam's name and face were discarded. It was not the king who performed the work in the mountains, but the king of Sapa bloodlines and the first of the Muslims. Azin smiles at Qingxia.

“The script likes to play games. Especially bad jokes. It was quite amusing to see you impressed and reassured by what the scripture said. ”

I was ridiculed, and his face turned white. Only then did everyone understand the situation.

“You cheated!”

Dozens who stood up on their seats shouted. Immediately after the shout, he drew his sword tied to his waist. The time it took to associate stabbing from the beginning was insufficient.

Dozenship. The crest of the divination wave. The Star Tiger Sword is a Silk Sword. Silk Sword, a feast boasted by the divination wave, is a stabbing method that contains extreme pleasure. The dodo attack was a frontal attack, but it contained surprising pleasures. Azin glances down at the blade of dodo flying to his neck.

It stopped right in front of the black azin's nipples of dodo. Dozens looked at him with a white, dull face, and Azin smiled heavily.

“That was quick.”

First, I acknowledged what I had to admit. The Black of Dodge is fast. Silk Sword, a fresh sword worthy of its name. Ajin slowly pushes back the sword of dodo, which was blocking it with one finger.

“But isn't it too light? ”

“W-what...! ”

As Azin's hand pushes the sword, the steps of dodo stagger and push back. With one finger? Dodge studies twisted their wrists chewing on their lips.

The sword of dodo was fragmented. A few dozen stabs flew into Azin's body. Ajin kicks his tongue and spreads out his palm. Phew! A dodger's sword shatters from the air, and red blood spits from his mouth.

“Cough!”

The body of the screaming dodo flew backwards. Azin shakes his hand and looks at the other disciplinary leaders.

“How long are you going to sit there?” “Umm…! ”

The spiritual ambassador groaned and glanced at the other leaders. No one expected this to happen, but we had to respond somehow.

“No, it was rather good. ”

I stood up with a firm look on my face. He draws his sword and stares at Azin.

“The Blood Horse who should be at the top of the bloodline is here, too! If you kill the hematoma here... if you kill... if you kill. I don't think the death of the main locus will cause haemolysis in the air. Have hope like that. ”

Ajin smiles in relief, and looks down at Camila, who is still sitting next to him. With only thirteen, Camila was more important than anyone else here. It was because he sat still without changing his face even though the sword was about to swing and fight in front of him.

“.. are you going to keep doing that? ”

“So, what do I do? Is he out there? ”

Camila looks up at Azin and asks, and in saying that, she goes forward, reliving her taste. Ajin, who is naturally in front of Camila, said as he looked around at the masters looking this way.

“Well, it wouldn't be too dangerous to just sit there.” "Him! ”

Recruitment shouted and rushed. A sword covered in swords pierces Azin like an old man. What was the sword of a tax collector? Azin raised his hand thinking like that. Phew! The swing of the sword pushes you back a lot.

“Oh, my...”

“I insist!”

The Jongnam swimming pool was interrupted. I know what this is. Azin smiles as he looks at the whirling method of the meteor sword. Like a cloud, big, slow, soft. Liu Yu Sword is such a sword.

With the sword at his waist, Ajin pulls it out. A light swinging azin sword and a meteorite sword collided. Without any finesse, it's just a side swing sword. However, the power contained in it pushes the whole method of the meteorite sword.

“Ugh!"

A short groan appeared from Jang Young-soo's mouth. He twists his face in pain, as if his wrist joints were crumbling. Azin spins his swinging sword and stabs it straight next to him. Kaew! The sword Qingxia wielded is blocked by Ajin's sword.

“Oh, I see. ”

Azin struggles by pushing out his sword.

“At that time, I showed you my sword in front of the angles of swords. It was just a whirlwind. Thinking about the swords I know. And yet you admire the sword I wielded. That was pretty fun.” “You bastard! ”

Asin shouted at the humiliation he had suffered. A Plum Sword was unfolded with all its strength. Hundreds of Plums have been swept away by the flaming sword.

“Look.”

Azin's sword moves. The sword is roughly wielded by a black force. If Qingxia carries extreme stools and scars in her sword, the sword she wields contains infinite power. Kuaaang! A loud bang sounds like an explosion. There was nothing to worry about. Already, Azin has finished preventing the sound of the main house from leaking out.

“Knng!”

Black blood gushed from the mouth of the Qingxia in front of him. The volcano was turned black and smashed, and his body rolled to the ground. Ajin glances down at the sword he was holding. Did Ajin not overcome the power that he exerted at the moment? There are cracks that seem to be shattered even as black as he holds them.

“I don't think it's very durable because it's a sword I bought roughly from the market. ”

Or is it wrong to swing the sword so it doesn't fit? Azin throws his sword roughly on one side and turns around.

A massive tension strikes the pain. The golden glint was the long stretch of the Ghost Ambassador of Shaolin. Paang! Ajin's work struck the kidney.

Other attacks come in without a second thought. The drawdown screams and shakes both hands loudly. Dozens of different kinds of memories were shot at Azin. Seeing it, Ajin grinned.

It's because he knew one of the cancer techniques. The guards who were hidden in Azin's clothes lifted their heads together. During the beta test, this scale scale of Basrodel was still being used.

The mysterious secrets learned by polarity unfolded. Azin's fiends are shot in unison and collide with the memorials he throws. The pullback pulls out the disc that was wrapped around the sleeve as it retreats back to its frightening face.

"I never thought you'd be that good with cancer skills." ’

The Dance of Songs deals with memorization and poison. Of course, the owner of the house is better at memorizing and reading than anyone else in the party. Against such a draw, Ajin is equally spreading cancer skills.

He chewed his lips and threw the disc. A sharp blade protrudes from the spinning disc. An extremely poisonous blade that cuts even the strongest of the masters.

He looks down at the disc in his hand and says,

“It's poisonous.”

Ajin puts down the disc he was holding onto the floor. Azin, who saw the pulling hand halfway open his lips, slightly twisted his torso to the side.

“Flaming Sword Avalanche. Wasn't it because you didn't kill your opponent? ”

Azin stares at the mudslide with his sword. The Jeonghae situation only chewed the lips well and did not answer. Azin looks around. He was barely able to get up and gasp, and the dojo, Jang Young-soo, the draw and the spiritual ambassador were frozen and looking at the pain.

“Those who are the masters of Sega and the Governor of Sega cooperate in no way. ”

There was no answer. Dodo, Young-soo Jang, Jung, Phantom Ambassador, Recruitment, Pulse Loss. They are all masters of the faction. Even with six such masters in front of my eyes, I didn't feel the slightest crisis.

Of course, the difference in power was too great. Azin raises his hand as if to look.

“Pulling and spirits are kept alive. ”

“What arrogance..! ”

He shouted, and he kicked his tongue and looked at him.

“Can't you see the situation? ”

Azin's body is covered in black strength. He began to use a genuine jeweler. The heavenly black threads emanate from Azin's body. When I saw it, the faces of the elite disciples, including recruiters, became white.

I have heard rumors of a deity who appeared to be sick on Mt. Muang 'an. None of these people don't know what that black thread means.

“Blackened flesh.”

Azin shrunk in a small voice. Starting with that, the black threads shoot. He shouted and swung his sword. I thought that I would try to stop it somehow.

It's useless. Once shot, the Black Male flesh is as good as dead. The black river that was wielded was pierced by black magic, and the black thread made the body into a beehive without dying even a little.

The situation of the other masters was the same. I didn't even resist asking for internal injuries. It was faster for the Black Male Flesh to kill him than for the Silk Blade of Advance, and the cloud caused by the Meteor Blade to be torn apart. The Flaming Sword Avalanche collapses with blood before it even finds Buddha.

The Pulse and Ghost Ambassadors stood tall with nothing to say. It's because others died too soon. The Black Threads of Black Maltese Flesh that have sprung out return to Ajin.

“How did you just do that? ”

Camila raises her eyes wide and raises her pain. It seemed that he was more curious about his shameless deeds than his cruel hands. Ajin grins bitterly and lays his hands on Camila's head.

“I'll tell you later. I don't know if you can.” “You promised?” “Yes. ”

Listening to the quiet conversation between the women, the draw hand sat down. Overwhelming strength, that difference. Fear and despair created there made his body tremble. The spiritual ambassador shakes his hand at the rosary and chants blasphemy.

“Well, of course. ”

Azin looks at the spiritual ambassador and the drawdown with a smile.

“Let's not talk standing up, let's sit down. ”

Azin sits on his feet.

“I have so many questions. ”

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