Return of the Mount Hua Sect [EN]: Chapter 1572

The Black Dragon King’s eyes flashed a fierce blue.

“You…!”

The Black Dragon King looked old and tired. It was hard for him to speak. He forced out words and used all his strength to hit the hand holding the guandao. The weapon flew away.

Boom!

Hye-yeon, who was blocking the guandao, couldn’t stop the force and slid back.

“You whelps!”

Kraaaah!

The Black Dragon King’s blade, covered in dark ink, exploded towards Baek Cheon. The blade was dark and dangerous. It looked like a black snake filled with all bad things.

Baek Cheon’s face turned white.

“Aaaargh!”

Yoon Jong, a young swordsman from Mount Hua, jumped in front to block the blade.

Wham!

Red blood gushed from Yoon Jong’s mouth.

The swords of Mount Hua were light, quick, and sharp. But they weren’t strong for blocking.

“Die!”

The Black Dragon King roared and pushed down on his blade. Yoon Jong’s sword was about to be pushed away like a leaf in a storm when…

Boom!

Another sword, fast as lightning, blocked the Black Dragon King’s guandao next to Yoon Jong’s.

This sword was different from Yoon Jong’s. It was heavier and shorter. It looked strong and sturdy.

“Kuh!”

“Lee So-hyeop!”

Lee Song-baek’s lip was cut, and blood came out. But his sword, shaking, blocked the Black Dragon King’s guandao.

And!

Flap flap flap!

A dark shadow fell over the Black Dragon King’s head. It was Yoo Iseol, diving down like a hawk.

Whoosh!

A rain of red sword energy fell!

The Black Dragon King, Jeok Seok-gwang, twisted his face, pulled back his guandao, and jumped back.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sword energy missed him but hit the ground where he stood.

The sword energy that hit him tore a long cut in the Black Dragon King’s chest, and blood came out.

“How dare you!”

“What nonsense are you talking about, you bad guy?”

Before the Black Dragon King could finish, a cold voice came from behind him.

Fwoosh!

White sword energy covered the Black Dragon King. It was so fast and bright that his big guandao couldn’t block it all.

Thud!

The Black Dragon King used a simple move.

“Oooooooooh!”

The guandao swung in a wide circle.

Black energy poured from the long blade. It was like a black avalanche, covering the wild blizzard.

Kaaaaah!

The Black Dragon King blew away the bright sword energy and then stabbed the end of the spear into Jin Geum-ryong’s chest. Jin Geum-ryong’s face turned white.

Clang!

Jin Geum-ryong barely blocked the spear with his sword and was pushed back.

“…This bastard.”

Jin Geum-ryong’s cold eyes showed confusion. It was a scary power. It was a short fight, but his wrist hurt badly from holding the sword.

If he had been slower, his wrist would have broken, and the spear would have stabbed him.

‘This is… the Black Dragon King.’

Jin Geum-ryong’s face became serious. He knew who he was fighting.

The fight slowed down for a moment. The air felt a little calmer.

The Black Dragon King looked at the person next to him, not his enemy.

“You…”

“W-wait! Black Dragon King! No one knew what this man looked like…!”

“Shut up!”

Wham!

The Black Dragon King’s guandao swung. The head of the scared man was cut off. The blood fell on the ground.

“…Worthless bastard!”

It was a mistake to have someone from Ho Gamyeong with him.

He knew these people saw him, the Black Dragon King, as just something to use and throw away, like a game piece.

He gritted his teeth. He kicked the dead body away.

Thwack!

Now that he was rid of the problem, no one could stop him.

The Black Dragon King glared at everyone, looking crazy.

‘Mount Hua… and Jongnam.’

Just weaklings.

But the Black Dragon King knew. Even a weakling’s blade could hurt him. Only fools who hadn’t fought before thought the strong always died to someone stronger.

“So… you are going to take my head?”

“Amitabha.”

Hye-yeon put his hands together and said,

“You have done too many bad things. It’s time to pay for them.”

“Sins? You talk about sins? Hahahahahaha!”

The Black Dragon King laughed loudly.

“Yes, I am a sinner! It makes me angry to hear it from a monk covered in blood!”

Hye-yeon’s face became serious at the Black Dragon King’s words.

Because it was true that his hands were covered in the blood of bandits.

“But you weaklings! Sins only matter if someone can punish you. Do you know what people call someone who does bad things and gets away with it?”

The Black Dragon King slammed the end of his guandao into the ground and shouted.

“A king!”

At the same time, a huge power exploded. This power was even stronger than Hye-yeon’s. And Hye-yeon was known for his strong Shaolin inner power.

“I am a king! Who dares to punish me!”

It was a show of power fitting for the Master of the Yangtze River.

“You are just weaklings! Do you think you can catch me just because I lost an arm?”

Fierce blue light exploded with scary power.

“I’ll kill you all!”

Kaaaaah!

The Black Dragon King jumped and charged at Jin Geum-ryong.

He twisted his waist, and the guandao cut through the air with scary force. It looked like it would cut Jin Geum-ryong in half.

“Kuh!”

Jin Geum-ryong ran back as fast as he could.

But the Black Dragon King’s guandao was strong and fast. It was hard to believe he could use such a heavy weapon so quickly while being so sick.

Jin Geum-ryong thought he would be cut in half, so he used all his inner power and put it into his sword.

Kaaaaaang!

The guandao and Jin Geum-ryong’s sword hit each other, and Jin Geum-ryong was thrown back like a cannonball.

“Senior Brother!”

Lee Song-baek shouted, and Baek Cheon became angry.

“Don’t let your guard down! The opponent is…”

But Baek Cheon couldn’t finish.

The Black Dragon King sent Jin Geum-ryong flying, looked at them, and ran towards the open path.

He looked like he wanted to destroy everyone just a moment ago. But now, he was running away.

“Catch him!”

Baek Cheon was confused.

The Black Dragon King was still trying to escape. Or he didn’t want to fight when they surrounded him.

“What are you doing! You useless bastards!”

The Black Dragon King shouted, and the bandits ran forward. They blocked Yoon Jong, who was chasing the Black Dragon King.

“Protect the Black Dragon King!”

“You’re not going anywhere!”

“Haap!”

Yoon Jong’s sword flew through the air, cutting the bandits’ necks.

But then, Yoon Jong realized the Black Dragon King, who had been running away, was now in front of him.

‘What…?’

Fwoooosh!

The Black Dragon King’s guandao swung.

Yoon Jong tried to pull back his sword, but it was stuck in the bandit’s neck. He was too slow for a moment.

“Kuh!”

Crack!

The guandao cut through the bandits and hit Yoon Jong’s side.

Yoon Jong’s sword blocked it, but not with much force.

Bang!

Yoon Jong was thrown back.

“Senior Brotheeeeer!”

Jo Gul screamed and ran to Yoon Jong.

“You bastard… Don’t take your eyes off the enemy!”

Yoon Jong shouted at Jo Gul. But Jo Gul only saw Yoon Jong’s side, which was cut open and bleeding.

“Even when you are hurt, you are still talking!”

Jo Gul gritted his teeth and pressed on Yoon Jong’s side. He remembered what Tang Soso had taught him.

He took out bandages, but Yoon Jong pushed his hand away and stood up.

“Senior Brother!”

“Later!”

Jo Gul bit his lip.

He saw the Black Dragon King glaring at everyone. He was taller than the others and looked strong.

Yoon Jong cursed.

‘…Damn it.’

Yoon Jong wanted to call him a coward. He was angry that the Black Dragon King used his dead men like traps.

But he couldn’t. He knew that in a fight for their lives, there was no fairness or cowardice.

It was experience and cleverness.

The Black Dragon King chuckled. He looked like he hadn’t been angry at all.

Then he said,

“Attack! The target is…”

The Black Dragon King looked around. He stopped at Jo Gul, or at Namgung Dowi, who was on his back.

“That dying bastard.”

The bandits screamed and charged.

“Damn it!”

“Geol-ah!”

He had to carry Namgung Dowi with one hand. He couldn’t block all the bandits.

Baek Cheon and Yoo Iseol jumped to help Jo Gul.

“You fools!”

The Black Dragon King flew in front of Yoo Iseol.

“Sagoooo!”

Wham!

She was thrown back. But Yoo Iseol was strong. She swung her sword, and blood came from the Black Dragon King’s wrist.

“Sago!”

Yoo Iseol landed and turned her body. Blood ran down her chin. She was hurt inside.

“Hmph!”

The Black Dragon King looked at the blood on his wrist and shook it off.

“Did you think that just because you found me, it would be easy to kill me?”

“…”

“Did you think I, the Black Dragon King, was weak? Did you think you are famous because you are strong? You are wrong!”

He was mocking them.

Everyone knew the Black Dragon King wasn’t just a crazy demon. He was a fighter who had survived many battles.

“I’ll show you what happens to a fox cub who has lost the tiger behind it!”

The bandits raised their weapons and charged like a black wave.