“Die!”
Baek Cheon's face contorted. The charge of frenzied river pirates? He had experienced that more than enough.
A gut-wrenching, powerful strike from an absolute master aiming for his life? He had experienced even worse than that. No matter how strong the Black Dragon King was, he was no match for the Bishop they had to face in Hangzhou.
But absurdly, this was the first time he had faced a situation where the two were combined.
“Damn it!”
Baek Cheon fiercely cut down the charging river pirates. At that moment, the Black Dragon King, who had been holding his breath among the river pirates, flew in like a flying tiger and struck down with his Crescent Moon Blade. Baek Cheon's eyes boiled.
‘Don't look down on me!’
Thanks to being prepared, he blocked the Crescent Moon Blade without difficulty. But it was not without taking damage.
Kwang!
“Keuk!”
The moment the blade collided with his sword, the impact shook his entire body. His insides were literally churned, and the coppery taste of blood surged up his throat. If Baek Cheon had been in perfect condition, he might have been able to withstand such a blow, but it was difficult now.
“You bastard!”