Chapter: 1317

Without even turning his head, Yeowun pretended to lower his left hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Kuak!”

“M-my body!”

The three people went face flat into the ground.

Even Yeon Young-in had trouble standing, and these people were far less skilled than the leaders of the Forces of Justice.

‘Mak Wijong is in danger.’

Gak-yeon, who was pushed away by the energy, couldn’t stand watching it. He unfolded the Seventy-Two Rites of the Shaolin Temple in order to save Mak Wijong.

“Lord Chun! Please forgive my rudeness one more time.”

Swoosh!

Golden energy aimed for the right hand of Chun Yeowun, which was holding the blade.

Because it was sword qi, avoiding it was tough, but Chun Yeowun’s reaction was calm.

“I was being so considerate because you’re a monk from the Shaolin Temple.”

“Huh?”

When Chun Yeowun slightly lifted his left hand as if he held a sword,

Psssh!

An invisible sword rose and passed through the shoulder of Gak-yeon.

“Kuak!”

Gak-yeon, who had his shoulder pierced, coughed up blood and bounced back.

He had no idea that such a devastating trick could be performed by a man who seemed like he was flipping his hand of cards.

“Kulak... invisible sword!”

It was an invisible sword, something that only Divine Masters could achieve.

The invisible sword that dug into him wasn’t something anyone could stop. Only the best could defend themselves.

‘He really is a Divine Master.’

‘Saint Gak-yeon of the Shaolin Temple looks like a third-rate warrior!’

Fear stood in the eyes of people who encountered Chun Yeowun for the first time.

The same feeling that they felt when facing the God of the East.

They were all wondering if they would ever feel the same emotions they felt when facing the God of the East, but it was happening again in just four days.

And when that happened, no one thought of stopping Chun Yeowun.

Srrrr! Crackle!