Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1272

Broken pieces of the sword flew everywhere with great force.

It seemed impossible for anyone to survive without any injury.

But then, Chung Myung pulled his sword close and started spinning quickly. At the same time, red sword energy like flower petals burst from his sword, swirling around him.

Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique. Plum Blossom Rampart!

The Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique is usually very attacking. Some people say it’s more like a bad group’s fighting style than a good group’s. But the Plum Blossom Rampart is different. It’s a defensive move that surrounded Chung Myung with a bright wall of plum blossoms.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sword pieces flew with explosive force, hitting the plum blossom sword energy that protected Chung Myung like a strong wall, and bounced off.

“Haaah!”

Chung Myung breathed out hard, a short, sharp sound in the chaos. Then, the red sword energy around him exploded outwards. It wasn’t just a burst; it was like a flower blooming suddenly, but made of sharp, deadly petals.

Thwack!

The red energy cut through the Myriad Man Fang disciples. Their hands were already bleeding from the sword pieces, and now the plum blossoms tore into their bodies. Chung Myung saw holes appear in their clothes, and then blood.

Even with holes all over their bodies, the Myriad Man Fang disciples didn’t make a sound. Chung Myung knew these enemies were different from any he had fought before.

Chung Myung’s face became serious as he watched what they did next.

Flash!

Instead of backing away, the Myriad Man Fang disciples charged at him.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

It was a reckless charge.

The sharp plum blossom sword energy cut them without mercy, but they didn’t even blink. They just covered their heads and necks with their hands and kept running forward.

It was like they thought covering their heads would stop them from dying, even if the sword energy cut them dozens of times.

“Haaah!”

Finally, they shouted. They reached Chung Myung and wrapped their arms around him.

Anyone would be confused by such a crazy attack.

But Chung Myung didn’t get confused easily.

He leaned back a little and swung his sword quickly. They weren’t defending themselves, so he would use that weakness. He didn’t use any fancy moves, just speed and power.

Wham!

The people charging at him were cut in half from their chests.

But he couldn’t hit everyone with just one strike. The others kept coming at him. They pulled out black daggers that he hadn’t seen before.

It was a dangerous situation.

But Chung Myung’s eyes turned even colder.

Wham!

Chung Myung’s sword sent out curved sword energy in all directions. The red energy tore the attackers into pieces.

But the ones who lived didn’t even move. One of them got close to Chung Myung and swung a poisoned dagger.

Even as his friends died and he was about to die, the Myriad Man Fang disciple showed no emotion in his eyes.

He was more like a machine than a person.

Chung Myung gritted his teeth and swung his sword. The hand holding the poisoned dagger was cut off at the wrist and flew into the air.

Then, Chung Myung noticed something.

‘Poison?’

The blood from the wrist was black. That meant he was poisoned.

If that blood got on him, Chung Myung would be poisoned too. If he had time, he could burn the poison away with his special fire, but he didn’t have time during this fight.

‘Well, I just won’t get poisoned.’

Wham!

Chung Myung’s sword moved like a light, hitting the Myriad Man Fang disciple in the heart.

Thwack!

Chung Myung’s Plum Blossom Sword went through the warrior’s muscles like paper, going deep into his heart.

“Ugh…”

The Myriad Man Fang disciple grabbed the sword in his heart. He did it without thinking. Chung Myung watched without feeling sorry for him. He was about to pull the sword back and cut off his fingers.

Bulge! Bulge!

The Myriad Man Fang disciple’s stomach suddenly got big. Chung Myung knew something was going to happen. He was about to jump back, but the disciple’s stomach exploded, sending a powerful blast at Chung Myung.

KABOOM!

The explosion made a big cloud of dust on the coast.

“…What is this?”

Even Hoga-myung was surprised. He looked at Gweoryang, the leader of the Blood Sword Squad. The Blood Sword Squad members were the ones attacking Chung Myung. Only Gweoryang knew what they were doing.

“Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You’ve got a scratch there.” Gweoryang said, sounding pleased about the cut on Hoga-myung’s face.

“What did you do? Did you get Golden Dragon Hidden Weapons from the Tang family?”

“Golden Dragon Hidden Weapons?”

Gweoryang laughed a little.

“I don’t know why we’d need that. The result is the same anyway.”

“…”

“It’s simple. We cut open their stomachs and put Thunderclap Bombs inside, which we got from the Thunderclap Gate. Then we put poisoned needles all around it.”

“…You put Thunderclap Bombs inside a person’s stomach? And stuck poisoned needles in them?”

“That’s right.”

Hoga-myung stared at Gweoryang, not knowing what to say.

Hoga-myung was part of a bad group, so he thought anything was okay if it worked. But this was too much, even for him.

“Are you crazy? You put bombs *inside* them? They’re going to die anyway!”

“Don’t be silly. Of course, they’ll die even if the bomb doesn’t explode. If the poison wasn’t strong enough to kill them while they carried it, we wouldn’t have used it.”

“…”

“They’re so strong that normal weapons can’t even hurt them. If they can hurt a big shot like that with their lives, it’s a great honor. Don’t you think?”

Hoga-myung looked away without answering.

‘Vile.’

It was disgusting, but it was also very effective.

But Hoga-myung couldn’t say anything.

The Myriad Man Fang units were all separate. He could give orders to the unit, but how the Blood Sword Squad members were trained was up to their leader.

“…Did they get him?”

“Of course not.”

Gweoryang didn’t care.

“I told you, he’s a monster. You might think they’re all the same, but he’s much stronger.”

“…”

“At most, he’ll have a few holes. Or maybe just a scratch.”

Gweoryang watched the dust cloud disappear.

“But that’s enough. Those scratches will add up and become a big problem. We just have to keep hurting him until he can’t move.”

Hoga-myung looked at the dust cloud too. Soon, he saw someone.

It was Chung Myung, the Mount Hua Sword Master.

He didn’t seem badly hurt, but Hoga-myung saw the small holes in his clothes. The cloth around the holes was dark.

Chung Myung looked at his body.

Blood was coming from the holes. The poisoned needles hadn’t gone all the way into his body, so he didn’t explode, but he wasn’t sure if that was good.

It meant the poisoned needles were stuck in him.

“Ptooey!”

He spat out blood. It was mixed with black poison. The poison was spreading.

“…Not bad, are you?”

He didn’t expect this.

Chung Myung had fought in many battles. He had fought Demonic Cultists the most. They were very tough and crazy.

But even they didn’t attack like this.

They were like emotionless hunters, not just crazy beasts.

“This is more like it…”

Chung Myung smiled. His teeth were red with blood, which made him look scary.

“This is what the Myriad Man Fang is all about.”

Jang Il-so was in charge. He wouldn’t have let his people be normal.

Chung Myung turned. He had to leave now. If he waited, it would be too dangerous.

Wham!

He ran towards the coast. A group of people in red clothes with swords was waiting for him. They had already surrounded him. Chung Myung lowered his body, and they swung their swords.

They attacked very fast, like they were betting everything on speed. Chung Myung didn’t ignore them. He calmly blocked the swords.

Clang!

The Blood Sword Squad member’s sword hit Chung Myung’s Plum Blossom Sword, bent around it.

‘A flexible sword?’

No, that wasn’t it!

Even with a lot of energy, a flexible sword couldn’t block Chung Myung’s Plum Blossom Sword.

The sword twisted around Chung Myung’s sword like a snake, trying to bite him. It was like the bones of a snake without skin, with each piece moving separately.

Chung Myung’s eyes widened.

‘A Serpent-belly Sword!’

It was a strange weapon that was hard to find, even if you traveled all over the world. Now, it was aiming for Chung Myung’s face.

Chung Myung pulled back his sword. But the Serpent-belly Sword stayed wrapped around it and wouldn’t let go. It was grabbing, pulling, and stabbing all at the same time.

Only a strange weapon could do that.

Whoosh!

Chung Myung’s left hand moved so fast it looked like many hands.

It was like plum blossoms scattering their petals.

The best of the Plum Blossom Hand Technique!

Clang! Clang!

The hand shadows blocked the sword. The Serpent-belly Sword was strange but not strong enough to break through the Plum Blossom Hand Technique.

But there was more than one sword.

Swish!

More Serpent-belly Swords wrapped around Chung Myung’s Plum Blossom Sword.

Soon, the Serpent-belly Swords held Chung Myung’s sword tightly. They wouldn’t let go!

Other Blood Sword Squad members jumped up and stabbed their swords. The swords stretched and bent, coming at Chung Myung from all directions like snakes attacking a deer.