The Black Dragon King's distorted eyes flashed with a ghastly blue light.
“You……!”
As if even speaking was a struggle due to his rising anger, the Black Dragon King barely squeezed out his voice, forcing all his strength into the hand holding the Crescent Moon Blade and pushing back.
Kuuuuung!
Hye Yeon, who had been blocking the Crescent Moon Blade with both hands, could not withstand the force and was sent sliding back.
“You little brats!”
Kwaaaaaaaaaah!
Immediately after, the Black Dragon King's blade, heavily clad in Ink Qi, poured down on Baek Cheon with explosive force. It was a violent scene, like a black lesser dragon, filled with all the world's malice, swooping down. For a moment, the color drained from Baek Cheon’s face.
“Uwaaaaaaaaah!”
It was not Baek Cheon who blocked the blade, but a young swordsman of Mount Hua who had leaped forward towards the full force of the attack.
Kwaaaaang!
“Yun Jong!”
Crimson blood gushed from Yun Jong’s mouth. The sword of Mount Hua is incomparably light, swift, and sharp. However, this also meant it was not particularly suited for blocking attacks.
“Die!”
The Black Dragon King roared with malice and pressed down with his blade. Just as Yun Jong’s sword was about to be swept away and flung up like it was caught in a typhoon.
Kuuuuung!