Possessing Nothing

Sega's unaccounted for in a surprise attack.

Lee examined the status of the unmanned coming this way.

There is no master of the supernatural. Most of them were peaks, and some were worse.

Not all prominent tax collectors are masters. It is because good lineage and excellent craftsmanship do not make everyone a master.

Being a master requires talent first, and if you are a master, you need environment and support.

Only a select few are eligible to receive a variety of support, including elixir.

Sega's unaccompanied unauthorized people laughed at the climax.

Nevertheless, peak levels in this world with high class, high class, and high class levels are not unlikely to look ridiculous.

Of course, it was funny to Lee Sung-min.

The widely expanded costumer was an invisible consequence and an attack.

The foreigners of the Southern Imperial Sect rushed to Lee Sung-min while hurling blood and sitting down, injured internally in the realm of the vigilante.

“Who the hell are you? I know where I am...! ”

“The Southern Palace.”

I know where it is. Lee Sung-min passed by the man, answering the question he asked while vomiting blood.

Lee Sung-min's steps on the road to destruction stopped. Unlike those of the Southern Hemisphere who had stopped Lee Sung-min before, they were blocking the way.

Lee Sung-min grabbed the spear that was placed across his back.

There is a mixture of ultra-pure cilantro. It is faster to use a spear than just a vigilante.

“What brings you to the Southern Hemisphere? ”

“I'm not old enough to be called a deceased. ”

Lee Hyeong-min whispered as she breathed strength into the window. Looking at the dark purple strength of the window-wrapped man, the man asked a question, stiffening his glabella.

“Why are you acting like this? ”

I didn't answer. It was because I didn't think of any excuses.

Instead of answering, Lee Sung-min raised his spear forward, and the southern palace swords of the men drew their swords without asking any more questions.

The commotion that began at the front gate immediately passed on to Nam Palace Bag, the owner of the house.

Someone smashed through Sega's front door. In saying this, he asked with a ridiculous look on his face.

“Intruders? How many? ”

“Ha, there's one. ”

“One person…? ”

The answer was even quieter. I have to go catch the Nam-gyu Won who escaped us, but some guy broke into Nam-gu Senga by himself.

The bag spits out in an annoying voice.

“Capture him alive if you can, and kill him if you can't. ”

“Th-that's ………. ”

The man who reported the report made a face.

“The Clown of the Shadow Swordsman has already gone...... but they were overwhelmed. ”

“…… what? ”

The man's eyes widened. If you are a Changcheon Swordsman, you are one of the main force of the Southern Palace.

I can't believe the Swordsman was defeated by a super-absolute master. Nam-gung-baek looked at the elders and said,

“... I have to do something else before I go after my bad son." ”

“Of course I do. I don't know what the hell he's doing, but I know where this is... ”

One of the elders kicked his tongue.

Lee began walking again, leaving the fallen Spear Swordsman throwing up blood.

It was a mixture of ultra-pulse cilantro, and it was quite a hassle attacking them in harmony. It didn't take long to overwhelm them all.

[If I had killed them all without seeing reason, I wouldn't have bothered.]

Heju mutters. He's right. It is harder to defeat than to kill.

Overwhelming was as much less hurtful as possible, and I was more concerned about internal injuries.

‘You're so horny, you can even get a housekeeper. ’

It was as Lee Sung-min thought. Even the Southern Palace fighters who had just fought were outstanding, but their elites were approaching.

Lee stopped completely without walking anymore. It didn't take long for the Masters to be caught in sight.

The scenes of high quality walkers followed. Lee Sung-min gazed at the Southern Palace and the elders who landed not far away without a sound.

“…… Who the hell are you? ”

Nam-goong Baek asked. Starting from the front gate, I walked all the way here. With all the commotion, Sega's Unsullied must have fought back. By the way.

There were no wounds on the intruder's body. There was no blood on it, no fatigue.

The bag swallowed a gulp. Of course, I was able to do that. But…….

I feel different. Something strange and mysterious is catching up with the southern palace.

It was not just the Nam-gwang Baek who was feeling it. The five elders who gathered around Namgongbae also felt strange energy from Lee Sung-min.

“You don't answer. I have a grudge against you... ”

“I have no grudge. ”

Lee Sung-min opened his mouth. Since then, Lee Sung-min has been silent for a while. I'm looking for a horse to surround me with.

“It is a prestigious collection of skilled artisans who are best regarded in the world as Southern Palace. I just wanted to feel for myself how great the Sword of the Southern Palace is. ”

“…… Is that what you call it now? ”

“Yes.”

Seong-min nodded his head. When I was in Shaolin, I heard Wijihoen's story through geography.

I want to see Shaolin. Only because of that, Wijihoyeon crossed the gates of Shaolin by herself and easily defeated the geography she had heard about as the future of Shaolin.

It reminds me of that time.

I came to see the Sword of the Southern Palace. However, the response was not good.

[Of course, son. If you look at it from their point of view, it's like some lunatic just barged into the house.]

“You came because you wanted to see the Sword of the Southern Palace...? ”

The voice of the Southern Palace is full of music.

The reaction was intense, but it seemed to have worked well for the surrounding.

The bag draws its affection from its waist. It was a terrifying life around the Southern Palace bag.

“What's your name? ”

“…… Jung Hyun-soo. ”

Sung-min replied with a name written on the Class C mercenary. I did not declare him as a nobleman by the name of Sungmin. His eyebrows twitched under the name Jeong Hyun-soo.

“Do you know who I am? ”

“Gaju?”

Lee Sung-min tilted his head and asked. The bag nodded its head. Blue self-reinforcement rises from the foothills of the Southern Palace.

“You seem confident in your skills, but you will have to pay for your arrogance with your life. ”

The bag of Nam-goong walks screaming.

Every time he walked, a vigorous kill struck Lee.

The Southern Hemisphere's unaccounted for.

I did not enter the transcendence, but the strength of the Nam-gwang Baek's feet was intense enough to make me tremble just to see it.

“You've made even more progress without the work of Gaju. ”

One of the elders mutters.

What the hell is he doing? Lee Sung-min was a little embarrassed when he saw the coming Southern Palace Bag. It was not overwhelmed by the power of the Southern Palace.

Too many gaps.

With the sword in hand, the approaching South Palace body was full of gaps.

I just came up and stabbed the spear once, and it seemed to end there. That's the South Palace?

Is that...... the Emperor of the Southern Palace, the Many-Sword King of Southern Palace? Lee Sung-min did not hold the rider's ceremony in Gucheon Muchang. I didn't feel the need at all.

‘Ah.'

Lee understood the embarrassment he felt. The Southern Palace is not weak. Nam-goong Baek's skill level was the highest among the super-absolute elites.

Once you cross the wall, you can enter the transcendental world at any time.

The idea is wrong. There were few gaps in the South Palace.

His self-defense was blocking most of the attacks completely, and any black attack placed in front of his chest could be struck or shed.

It's just that he was able to tear or pierce the Southern Palace's self-reinforcement like a signpost at any time, and it was only possible to kill the Southern Palace before the Sword moved.

So it looks hollow. In fact, even though Nam Goong Baek is not showing any gap, it seems to be a lot of gap for Lee Sung-min.

‘I've become too strong. ’

Can I feel proud of it? No, you can't.

Lee raised the spear. Lee Sung-min is the enemy of heaven and earth. A palanquin can be killed like a child.

“Do you think you can take my sword in that state? ”

The bag is buried in a ferocious voice. Just as Seong-min considered Nam-googbae to be empty, Nam-googbae also considered Seong-min to be empty.

The difference in skills...... was too severe. So I don't see it.

You're stronger than you are. He did not know that the seemingly gaping image and that old spear could pierce his own self-defenses and take his own life at any moment.

“Cocky bastard! ”

The South Palace backpack shouted and spread the law. The sword of the Southern Palace that had been accelerated so quickly fell to the head of Lee Sung-min, bearing the same strength as Taeson.

Lee looked up at it and slightly moved the spear in his hand.

Blah!

The sword of the Southern Palace bounces back. The eyes of Nam-gwang Baek, who was sure of the whole team, opened wide.

My wrist hurts like it's broken. No, don't panic. Nam-goong Baek chewed on his lower lip, reminiscent of his composure. The bag grabs the protruding sword with both hands and swings its entire torso.

Slow. Light. It's obvious. Compared to the Sword of the Sword, the Sword of the Southern Palace is worthless.

Is this the Sword of the Southern Palace? Lee Seong-min moved the window again, feeling like she was devastated.

I didn't even have to open the Nine Heavens Theatre. Even without opening it, Lee Sung-min's spear was faster and heavier than the South Palace Bag.

The Sword of the Southern Palace has fallen into collision with the spear. His face turned white.

Lee Sung-min stretched his feet and narrowed the distance to the South Palace. Turn the spear against the sword outward using Lan's technique. Then, his body became empty.

Lee Sung-min's hand grabbed the back of his chest.

“Cough!”

Blood gushed from the mouth of the Southern Palace. Internal injuries.

The blood is distorted and the internal air flow twists. The southern palace's feet were slow. Sungmin grabbed the shoulder of the bag with the hand that hit the chest of the bag. Then, I pushed it straight down and knocked the back of the bag.

Kwadang, the Southern Palace Bag fell to the ground and looked up at the sky with unbelievable eyes.

It was ridiculous. Across Eria...... Are you saying that there are people who can easily deal with the Celestial Sword King, the house of the Southern Imperial Family?

‘Ah.'

The bag reminded me of someone. Long time ago. When he had just become a superhero, a man who called himself "The Sword" came to visit the South Palace.

The fight...... is still memorable. Such overwhelming defeat was the first time I had been born.

“Th-that's a lot of money? ”

I asked with a trembling voice. Lee Seong-min was surprised.

“Do you know the fabric of heaven? ”

“Everyone knows...! ”

Nam-goong Baek tried to get up, deforming his face. I had internal injuries, but I couldn't move my body.

“Why is the exorcism...? I met the Sword 30 years ago. Why are you coming back now...! ”

“…… I'm not a thousand thousand dollars. ”

Through the words spoken by Nam-Gung-baek, Lee could understand roughly. The extraterrestrial sky meets unmanned people with the possibility of transcendence.

Fight and kill if there's no chance of transcendence.

If there is a chance, let it live and wait for it to transcend. Afterwards, they are admitted to the kingdom of heaven.

“Didn't I tell you? I just wanted to see the Sword of the Southern Palace. ”

Look at the southern palace. The Swordsman met with the Southern Palace 30 years ago.

Perhaps, the Swordsman saw the possibility of transcendence in the Southern Palace.

That was thirty years ago…… The Southern Palace has not yet transcended.

“Then... who are you...?! ”

The bag distorted his face and asked.

“You are transcendent...... I'm sure of it. But it's not heavenly...? ”

“No.”

“Really...... You came all this way to see the Sword of the Southern Palace?" ”

“Yes."

Lee Sung-min replied like that, and put his hand on the chest of Nam-Gung-baek.

I opened my eyes wide because I was embarrassed. As soon as he tries to say something, the internal air that was pushed into the palm of his hand strikes inside the bag. A black blood gushed from the mouth of the Southern Palace.

“I was disappointed. ”

Lee Sung-min left the fallen bag of the Nam-goong and looked at the elders. You've sustained some serious internal injuries, so you won't be able to move for a while.

Without the order of the Lord, the Southern Imperial Court would probably not move. Especially now that the Mainlanders have been attacked and become like this.

At that time, the Southern Palace will be able to leave Belador and move to a position where the pursuit of the Southern Palace will not follow.

But it's not enough. Lee Sung-min saw the elders of the Southern Palace standing stiff.

“This is what the owner looks like, and you're just going to watch? ”

Lee Seong-min asked the question and approached the elders.

First of all, I was going to keep the people who were supposed to be the masters of the Southern Palace from moving.