Volcanic Spirit

The composure disappeared from the face of the fan, and anger replaced it. If it is a relic of a precious person, it is a natural reaction. There was only one reason why it was implemented even though it was known.

To Lee Hwon, they were not an end but a process.

It wasn't enough to draw out the princess from the imperial court.

The Dragon Sword Zone Namgoongcheonun.

The only way to end was to bring him out as a survivor of the masterpiece. And for that, I could do as much as I could.

"Don't cry with an ugly face. We'll see each other soon anyway.

Lee Hwon's mockery drove the fan out of reason.

He didn't lose it, but left himself to anger.

Since he has already entered the absolute limit, he has achieved harmony between his wife and his wife and son. Therefore, the internal strength will not be dry, and the body will be more energetic than the youth in its prime. Therefore, the offensive, which contained anger, would have even greater destructive power.

I thought so.

For Hana Lee Hwon, a very small difference was the best condition to decide the outcome. Now that we've made the difference, defeat has been erased from our minds. I thought to myself when I saw a man rushing at me with all kinds of curses.

'Wrong.'

Unlike his innermost thoughts, he raised the corners of his mouth.

Originally, the most important position for the examination was the location facing the target. So when they first got into position, there was an old school in front of Lee Hwon.

He was the strongest, so it was a natural arrangement.

However, the form of the examination changed as soon as the gust of wind rushed in. With the wind ahead, the old bridge moved to the seat of the fan. Just by looking at Taktapryeong's face, I could clearly feel the discomfort of the fight that began unexpectedly.

"Focus. The process is complicated, but at the end of it, it's as simple as it gets."

A humble word from the old school brought the Taktapryeong back to rest.

That's right.

Even the owner could not guarantee victory if the three men joined forces. So now, we could concentrate on the enemy in front of us and push it as we practiced.

There is one thing even the old school didn't know.

Yi Hwon's broken artifacts were more important to fans than expected, and the fans were not as cultured as old bridges. And the difference was not only to complicate the process, but to change the outcome. It was already large and wide enough for a man to squeeze in.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The current, which had been swirling around Lee Hwon, began to turn red from below. It's a grotesque sight, like pulling blood out of the ground.

The old school narrowed the middle of the forehead the moment she saw it.

'That kind of energy, ·····.'.''

Yi Hwon grinned and jumped up to the wind that was falling from the air. Then he lifted the left from the bottom up. At that moment, the current, which was wrapped around the entire body, swirled to the left.

Qua Qua Qua Kung!

There was even an explosion in the air that had passed through the gwongang River.

a blow from a master of absolute geography

This would have been more than three-character power when using Danjeon's inner workings.

So the old school gave up the checkup and flew away.

As soon as he performed a new technique comparable to that of Lee Hyung-hwan, he clung to the back of the fan. Then he hit the seat on the back of the fan and began to pour out his history.

"Preview disaster on the Hoepyeong windfall!"

He advised that the first thing to do is to clean up the web in front of one's eyes even if one gets caught up in the flat weather.

The fury of the fan still lingered.

However, the spirit remained to take the advice of the old school.

That is why he tried to offset the counter-elasticity by groping around the gwongang River with his sword stroke.

Tutter-tootter-tuttle-tootter-tutung

Certainly lost reason, but the greatest master of all time was different.

In addition, with the help of the old school, the gwongang River, which used to be the size of a jar, was cut like a piece of wood. The fighters, who had belatedly rushed to the scene of weakening the strong flag, rather than an explosion, were shocked about the flow of the flag.

"Prince Chilgong stepped forward, ··.".".".".""

"You're barely stopping it!"

The guards around the king's palace came in late, and the numbers reached the zenith, but they could not get a step closer. If he was caught up in the process of sharp confrontation between the sword and the sword, he would not be able to leave his body behind and be torn apart.

Hana Taktapryeong is an exception.

The moment he faced Kwon Kang, the sword of the fan moved brilliantly. Self-esteem can be said to be the strongest, so of course it is intervention, not back.

"You little punk!"

The name of Namgoongse is not known in Korea. However, it was impossible for the poor to hide the names of each other. So the guards knew roughly who Chilgong, the envoy, and Ogi were.

They just don't talk about it.

However, two of the Chilgong people, who said they were the strongest among the empty guests of the household, were in a tight race. It was natural for two Chilgong people to gather together to block it.

Taktapryeong hated it.

It was entrusted to the Southern Palace tax, but it did not give up its reputation.

He had a great deal of pride in his work-for-nothing work.

"Don't be ridiculous!"

The sword of the Taktapryeong was struck between the gwongang River and Geomgang River like lightning.

Zeng

Without a roar or explosion, there was a wave in my head.

It is a complete mixture of the strong flags created by the concentration of the energy of Mother Nature.

"Huck!"

"Wow wow!"

The moment the wave, which was almost an intangible instrument, spread out, the peak fighters collapsed, throwing up blood in the seven balls. Even if he was close to a super-peak, he would hang around holding his ears or vomiting in vain. The former would have had the five organs and the short arm, the latter would have had the whole brain ringing.

On the other hand, the four who were responsible for the incident were fine.

However, his expression was different.

The old school wiped out the laughter.

A tendon wriggled on the face of Taktapryeong, like dozens of earthworms.

The eye of the fan momentarily lost its focus.

What do you mean, a centipede?’

'Because you have the power of a few words!'

'Is it really the body of a human being?'

The three old men in Chilgong blatantly pushed the fight against Yi Hwon into an internal struggle. This is because Lee Hwon's identity was known as a comic strip and bizarre side through Namgoong Sega's information network. Therefore, I was confident that it would be a must-win if I went to a purely internal fight.

Then a startling event ensued.

"Are you surprised?"

I think Lee Hwon is talking with a casual look. There was one reason why the nature of the inner workings was called the regular god, and it was used according to the bloodline and the bloodline.

If you don't hold onto it like that, the inner workings will be scattered outside.

Daejeo airworthiness means the absorption of natural energy into the body in its own way. That's why you close your eyes and mouth when you're having a dry breakfast. However, his opponent talked to him even in the face of the confrontation.

It meant either.

The first means that he can afford to open his mouth.

Second, it means that the use of the body as a Mother Nature enables infinite operation of public power.

One Lee Hwon was both.

Now that you've mastered a perforated hematocyst, your blood vessels have grown on their own every breath. The goal was to train the mind and body to the limit and make it look like a natural base. That has nothing to do with Doga's ultimate goal, the lighthouse. The wind can cool off the sweat by becoming a breeze, or turn the world upside down by becoming a typhoon.

The perforated hemophilia was the latter.

Typhoon, earthquake, flood.

It is just another aspect of Mother Nature, which was named as a disaster for the sake of human convenience.

So Lee Hwon's free right hand took the form of a fist.

Blood was also gathered in the right wing.

In any case, the body is not created inside, but the natural branches that were dragged from outside are released as blood vessels. Therefore, the right fist was filled with as much energy as the blood in the left fist.

"You!"

The wind that was confronting us at the front line opened its eyes to an unbelievable scene. One unknowingly spewing of a word caused immeasurable harm.

Cuckoo!

The gale threw up a handful of dark red blood.

At the same time, Lee Hwon's right-wing hit a space mixed with four people's energy.

Jeng!

It was different from the first shock wave.

At that time, it was a hundred years old, so it spread all over the place, drawing concentric circles. Now that the balance of the Hana scale has been broken, the wave has been blown forward.

Qua Qua Qua Qua Qua Qua Qua Kung!

A beat late roared.

A beat later the space was distorted.

One beat later the world changed.

For a moment, it was colored with silence and a breeze blew as if nothing had happened. Only one or three people had to face a light wind in a completely different state from a little while ago.

"Hahahaha!"

Taktap-ryeong was thrown out in a spat of blood. The petting sword was shattered and could not even find any trace. The old school had a haggard look, but it soon escaped the aftermath of the wave. Unlike so far, however, he showed signs of anger.

He has changed from a benevolent grandfather to a cripple.

The condition of the fan was the worst.

He left his body like a master who set foot on the absolute horizon.

"Turn it off."

However, the arm that was holding the sword was crushed, and the right shoulder, chest, and side that had been swept away by the wavelength were shaking. At the moment of poking his mouth, he was scattered with a mixture of internal fragments and blood. And as soon as the wind blew back, the signboard of the King's War came into view.

Bugger! Bugging!

Lee Hwon went straight for the King's War and smacked his appetite.

'Oh! It reminds me of alcohol.

Come to think of it, it was the first time since his return. Although the decision was made at once, their joint work would not have been stopped easily by any of Gupao's.

That's why it was refreshing.

However, there were those who prevented them from taking a step by step.

It is the old school that expresses cold anger and the pale complexion of the table tower.

"You have sinned beyond washing."

"You can't wash away any sins. Crime is sin. Murder is murder, and stolen liquor is alcohol. Don't try to wrap it in doggy doctrines. I've never denied myself."

Yi Hwon stood in front of the old school and asked,

"Are you, too?"

The old school couldn't speak for a moment.

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

"I can't be true. It was Kang Ho who had a dream of good luck. You never thought about the future of being the dog of Namgoong Sega."

The clown and chin of old school began to wriggle.

He shuddered because he had nothing to say while gritting his teeth.

Yi Hwon stood in front of the king's court and shouted.

"How long will you stay on the liver?"

A gale of sunshine began to swirl as soon as the horse fell.

Tung! Tung! Tung! Tung!

The torches, which were filled around the vacant lot, were extinguished sequentially as if they were wrapped in darkness. And the gates of the imperial court began to open one by one.

After the four doors were opened, the Queen's henchmen appeared.

Only two whistleblows shook when the wind blew.

A sword was inserted in the center.

"It's the first time."

The sword speaks.

"You've moved my time forward."

Lee Hwon blinked.

In one breath, the blood vessels heated up, and the sword disappeared and the human figure was visible. Now it was not a sword, but a human figure.

Geomcheon Namgung Hyuk

I've never missed a high school in my teens.

It was a goal, an idol, and a pillar for all who held the sword.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the wall light shook.

The brain energy that I felt only when I saw bad news in the wall was handed down through the lyric of Namgoong Sega.

Hana Yi Hwon realized instinctively the moment she saw him.

'It's the same.'

His desire for alcohol was as strong as ever, and his opponent was full of desire for a sword. Just as Lee Hwon never gives up his drink to anyone, so would his opponent if it were about the sword.

The most vile greedy man in the world.

So Lee Hwon laughed.

"If such a man had acquired the heart and soul of the gods from Jeryong Sword Zone, he would never share it with others!"

Nam Gung-hyuk laughed so hard that his mouth was ringing in the ears.

"You're laughing. It's worth pushing my time forward."

It was as if only his time was the most important thing in the world. I don't know what it's like, but pride was going to be one of the best.

Then he said a word with pride.

"Welcome to Sega."

It's as if they think that only the Cesar is the Sega.

On top of that, he seemed to have omitted the expression "Only Kang Ho."

Lee Hwon grinned at the arrogant greeting of Nam Gung-hyuk.

Then he dug up the ground with his feet.

A small pouch was taken out of the sleeve, and the plum seed was planted.

After covering the soil, draw a circle around it.

After entering the circle, Yi Hwon uttered a word as if he were the strongest of pride.

"I, too, welcome to the volcano."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun