Volcanic Spirit

The archers who were deployed from the Blood Palace belong to the Yeolhwadae.

And only the main character had entered the main circle. He recognized that Lee Hwon's appearance had caused all his men to suffer. However, he looked back at Bugungju with a grave look and waited for the order. Bu Gung-ju was also not surprised by Lee Hwon's sudden intrusion.

"Is that him?"

The master of the secret law squared his eyes, stroked his beard and shook his head.

"If you've had an anti-Roh reaction, he's not."

At first glance, however, he looked like a master close to the zenith. Based on age and ignorance, the reasoning reminded me of the person whom the black man had said.

He's the one that the black guy wants?’

The master of secret law was seized with strange jealousy.

Both the four military officers, consisting of women, and the four musketeers, which include black and white, are men. Nevertheless, as long as he was encroached by Kangrim's wedding magic, he desperately needed attention.

'There's no blackness, so I'd love to kill him here.’

As soon as the life of the secret angel passed through his eyes, he threw his finger at the sword.

"Kill it."

The sword was pulled out as soon as the horse fell.

Like a man who had already confirmed Lee Hwon's death, Bu Gung-ju jagged at him.

"You'll have to take a closer look inside.

"Your name!"

Lee Hwon belatedly regained stability.

Wasn't Joo Won-kyung's truth broken and the entrance to the closed training center torn apart? So I thought something had happened to the charlatan. Listening to their conversation, however, it seemed that the manga has already closed its doors.

'Well, if you woke up from the outside, the shrapnel would've headed inwards.’

Lee Hwon smiled in vain.

It was only a few days ago when I saw a pot of meat boiling in the pot that I mistook as a side dish. However, he almost made a mistake again without even checking it properly. This meant that this place was precious enough to shake the composure created by blood.

"You're not the kind of guy who'll fall asleep."

Loosen the muscles that had been strained.

With both hands stretched, he naturally raised his blood vessels.

"Now that I have nothing to worry about, ····.""

Gwa Deuk

The moment I rolled up my fist, something amazing happened.

Isn't the bracelet that was wrapped around the wrist melting like sunlight? The bracelet was found in a secret training camp in the Palwangmuguk zone. It has the shape of a bracelet, but when a perforated helix is injected, the shape changes freely.

"or I'll have to test it out."

As soon as I clenched my fist, the bracelet wrapped the back of my hand, palm and finger. Thin, translucent, and light as a feather, like a cicada's wing. Most of all, it was natural as if I had been wearing it since I was born.

Lee Hwon smiled at the crouching hunch.

"You're not coming?"

However, a woman who was treated with special treatment at the General Assembly was like a veteran. They approached slowly, wary of the spirit and object of Yi Hwon.

Lee Hwon smiled at them, even showing his teeth. When discussing his relationship with the sword gun before his return, he would not have had enough alcohol. Sometimes I had to ask for help and live like a colleague, and sometimes I had to meet an enemy and cut my throat.

'They walk on swords, so their vigilance is unrivaled. So if you suppress it before you get used to it, there will be more trouble.’

The moment I finished my short thought, I popped out first.

There was one reason why people highly valued the masters of the sword. Because they complete their commission under any circumstances, and they think that they are like swords, not human beings, because of their constant practice. One man cannot be a sword, and to be a true sword, he had to achieve even the day of the new sword. Funny enough, however, a man who achieved the divine unity, the symbol of a super-high master, cannot live a romantic life.

"In the end, the vegetables are the rice!"

Lee Hwon jumped in front of his target woman.

Pod!

This was an act of disposing of benefits and bearing losses. Because those who float in the air have a narrow range of movements. Moreover, it was a mistake that could have been made because it did not take a step forward and could not convey its power properly.

"Block."

Hana is already wary of Lee Hwon.

That's why he chose to take the defensive even though he saw the gap, which meant that the streets would soon disappear. With his chest wide open, his elbows reclined as far back as his shoulders. And as soon as the fist was lowered like a beam of light, the allocation of herbivores or power did not matter.

Kwon Kang ()

The physiology of a strong lake is strong self-reliance.

If you were a strong man, you were right about anything.

Lee Hwon's fists were now strong.

Jeng!

Among the misdemeanors, a white sword located in the center scattered the prosecutors to try to resolve the offensive. Only at a similar level can a dispute be exchanged. A fist wrapped in a strong flag broke the sword of the white sword, and drove the momentum into the face of the white sword.

Quasik!

My whole head burst as I stayed. The blood spurted like a fountain late, and only after that did the body fall backwards. The surviving ladies were horrified for a moment.

They must have understood the other person's intentions just by their eyes as they prepared to pass the training course for 10 years. So, as soon as Baekgum chose defense, he predicted Lee Hwon's movements, tracked down efficient swords, and even chose a way to kill his opponent.

But it all became meaningless.

The common sense they knew in the first place was meaningless.

They had faced a super-high master before. They dragged on, they even killed him. One thing is that no super-peak master has ever been able to unleash such a strong flag without any preparation.

"Bichil! Idea! Ogyo!"

Lee Hwon dropped the noise between them.

Whether it's a checkup or anything, the easiest way to solve it is power. It was possible to suppress with force, break with force, and break through with force.

If only I had strength.

If you're an overwhelming force.

Lee Hwon was a real power to them with overwhelming power. As soon as his new model unfolded the Amcheon-gunnimbo, it was torn from side to side. Then the rear and the self-mortem bounced off simultaneously, throwing up blood. The moment the red phosphorus shook once, the face of the male sword was crushed, and the bounced back sword and the sword had holes in the Danjeon.

Ta-da!

Lee Hwon returned to his place as if he had jumped lightly and faced Gonggeom, the head of the Five Swordsmen.

"Because I hung out with the sword gun a few times in ten years. At that time, people like you were at the top of their class.”

Following the vain death of his colleague, the prosecutor bit his lower lip the moment he heard Lee Hwon's unknown words. He thought his opponent was degrading him.

"Hung! Do you think you can traverse the world simply with your inner workings? A man like you will certainly not last long, and will become an unnamed body in the field."

Lee Hwon snorted.

"Thank you for your advice. That's the end of the will?"

"Hey!"

The face of the public prosecutor's office turned red.

One still couldn't take a step back.

Lee Hwon grinned.

"I'll come again this time.”

Like a man who could not feel any emotion at all, Bu Gung-ju watched the defeat of Wu Deung-jak. On the contrary, the master of the secret law looked at Lee Hwon's strong performance with exclamations.

"I'll deal with it."

"That's a weirdo. It looks like a super-peak, but it doesn't seem so. It looks like a completely different species. But can you deal with it?"

The bugungju opened his eyes thinly.

"I've seen a lot of powerful people. I've played against him. Cheng."

The North Korean government stood there and responded as if it had come to its senses. Bu Gung-ju left a few words to the figure after a light breath.

"You too go in and look for it. When today's work is over, we have to go back to the big screen and rearrange it. So get ready to go back before the volcanic waves come."

"Yes, yes."

The secret agent applauded and admired Bu Gung-ju, who did not take defeat in mind. Hana gave a strange look to Lee Hwon as she looked at him from the back.

It's getting weird.’

He glanced around.

The black man and other leaders of the Cheollyongjeon Hall always enjoyed intervening in the course of things. Just as a white man disguised as a gatekeeper spent his time in an ant cave and operated Hwacheong Palace under the name of an obscure white hawk. So the black man would be watching from somewhere.

'Where's the tallest street here?’

Lee Hwon, on the other hand, gave a chin to Bu Gung-ju, who approached him.

"They're on the same side and they're acting differently."

Bugungju still had a calm look on his face.

Even with Lee Hwon in front of him, he cut off the leash of his wrist, not wary of surprise. Strange things happened as soon as the sleeves were cut off.

Isn't red sand flowing out of the sleeves?

"I'll kill you, go ask."

Lee Hwon opened his eyes thinly, looking at blood-related deaths, despite his father's provocation.

"You carry a strange one.”

"It's called a bloodbath. It's a homecoming."

"Ah! I've heard of it. A living moving sand, isn't it?"

Bugungju was not surprised even though Lee Hwon knew about the match of Seomcheongung Palace. It is because blood relations were like wind that could not be stopped even though one knew it.

"It's hard to see that white paper is unheard of. Try it."

The moment he shook off his sleeve, the bloodthirsty clung together like a living creature and moved like a whip.

"I've got something similar.”

Lee Hwon grinned and put his hands together.

As soon as the blood vessels were raised, the tukap, which was covering the hands, melted down and soon stretched out. He stretched out his hands like a taffy and became a long stick. The moment it was pressed with both hands, there were no handles, no protective gear, but the thinly spread tugap took the form of an apparent sword.

"You should experience it too."

The moment the sword shook, the red mist rose like a flame and hit the bloodline.

Zeng

For a moment the space seemed to fluctuate.

Even though it was not a collision of a strong flag, the operation of the flag reached its limit, which affected the surrounding space.

"Funny."

"I'll have to make it boring."

Lee Hwon chewed out a word and opened the stage. When his new model was divided into two to four, and soon into eight, the tip of his bloodline lost its grip.

Love, love, love!

It was as if eight swords were being thrown from all sides at once.

The expression of the bugungju was distorted for the first time.

He tried to patch up the bloodline and use it as a shield, scattering it in front of him. But the energy of the blood is not in line with the atmosphere of Mother Nature. As soon as the blood vessels permeated, the bloodline lost its cohesion, and it was scattered by the wind.

Argh!

The sword swept over his shoulder as soon as the bugungju bended his upper body with all his might. Blood ran down my shoulder with the hot heat.

Yi Hwon spoke to Bu Gung-ju after a light descent.

"I hate the bastards who only show one emotion. Now you look like a human being.”

The bugungju gathered his breath.

With such a Bu-Gong-Ju in front of him, Yi-Hwon took a look as he did. As soon as the blood vessels were released, the sword melted and took the form of a bracelet for a moment.

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

"Unlock it?"

"Oh, I'd rather not have it.”

The lips of the concubine wriggled.

Tu Gap was a rare object for anyone to see in royalty.

It hurts my pride to release such a thing and deal with it.

"You're arrogant."

As soon as Lee Hwon rolled up his fist, his blood vessels flared up again. I was sure after trying on the two packs. It is quite mysterious, a rare artifact in the world of royalty, but its utility was not great. The body itself had already become perfect due to blood vessels. Putting foreign substances on it will only backfire.

"I can do that."

There was a deep furrow in the forehead of the master of smuggling.

"It's over."

He had already predicted victory and defeat after seeing the confrontation between Lee Hwon and Bu Gung-ju. For Buk-ri-cheng, he would not have liked the word of the secret master.

"What does that mean?"

"Well, didn't you tell me to go inside and find something useful?"

"Please answer first what you mean."

The master of secret law smiled at Bukri-cheng, who talked to him without knowing the subject. He pointed his chin at the bugungju without even looking back at the Northern Richeng.

There is a limit to residual talent. The power levels were different in the first place, so the results were decided from the beginning."

Then came a sour note.

"What do you believe in and you're bragging about here?"

The master of the secret law turned his head slightly, narrowing the middle of his forehead.

There was a small old man leaning a bottle of liquor.

'I'm drinking so close and I can't smell it.’

He instinctively sensed that the old man was today's goal.

"You were the survivor of the volcano, ·······"

"Tell me my name and you'll die."

When the bottle was tilted, the manga did not come out, so he smacked his lips and looked around. And the moment he beckoned, instead of a bottle of liquor, a wooden sword flew in like a magnet.

"Come to think of it, I've tried to kill you."

"You."

The master of the secret law loosened his hands with his hind legs, and increased his inner strength. As soon as he stretched out his hands with golden rays, the palm of his hand, which became as big as a pot lid, pressed down the whole body of the conch.

"Uh."

The manga gazed at the gold medal that was pouring toward him.

"You're a big fish. Are you from the chief?"

"Give up your wits and die!"

As soon as the secret agent wriggled his twin bowels, a golden strong flag that was pouring into the front fell like thunder in the air.

The Manga Chug watched it with dreamy eyes and slipped out of its throat. At the same time, the moment I wrists my wrists, the Nodo-like history flashed on the wooden sword.

Argh!

The temple, "Miljongdaesuin," is split in half and scattered.

"Euch!"

The manga poked one foot forward and stabbed the wood sword. At that moment, a hole as big as a coin was punctured on the forehead of a secret master.

"Oh, plum blossoms."

The secret master's forehead flowed with a mixture of blood and thunder.

He couldn't get out of his last-minute vision of a plum falling on his forehead.

"Huh, it's a newly restored plumage test. As an honor,·····."·."

The colt proudly swept down the goat's beard and blurted the end of his words. He soon sighed and looked down carefully at the dead secret master.

"But who is this guy?"

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun