Warrior Grandpa and Supreme Granddaughter

Episode 446: Bring back our grandpa (1)

Everyone fell into despair before Arhat’s formidable martial arts skills.

The Black and White Twin Cooperatives could not even stand together, and the temporary leader of the group, Yang Gui, also collapsed without even being able to properly resist.

The allied forces of the martial arts and government forces who witnessed the scene were embarrassed and did not know what to do.

“This can’t be right….”

“How can we deal with the author?”

The mere presence of Arhat completely changed the situation.

The warriors, whose will was broken, lost strength in their hands holding their swords, and began to feel a fear they had never felt before throughout their bodies.

And just as their despair was growing.

Beopjon, who was newly designated as the Lord of Heaven, stepped forward with his blue robes fluttering.

“The Arhat has commanded, so from now on we will wipe out all the enemies and march to the central plain!!”

Arhats were gods and objects of worship to the heavenly beings.

The mere fact that he was here drove the warriors of Heavenly Empire into a frenzy.

“Waaaa!!”

The battle, which had stopped for a while, resumed, and the sounds of weapons clashing began to erupt simultaneously from various places.

The aspect of the fight was completely different from before.

The martial people and officials in the central plains, whose will had been broken, were busy blocking the attack and seemed to be struggling in many places.

Even the elders of Cheonyuhoe in the middle of the battlefield looked no different.

‘Atimabul. ‘Why are you putting us through this ordeal?’

Director Jeonghye of Shaolin was frantically waving both hands while chanting the Buddha in her heart.

No matter how hard I tried to beat them, there was no end to the waves of enemies.

The only good thing was that Arhat was just watching from behind. He probably felt ashamed of being involved in this messy fight.

It was about a day and a half since the melee began.

“Quickly give the order to retreat!”

When Jeonghye glanced to the side, Hwang So-cheon, covered in the blood of his enemies, was approaching.

He was a provincial commander who personally led about 500 elite officials.

“…?”

As Jeong-hye hesitated, Hwang So-cheon shouted once again as he cut down the approaching enemies.

“There is no answer like this! “You have to survive first so you can plan for the future!”

Chief Jeonghye, one of the three elders of Cheonyuhoe, had the authority to issue retreat orders.

Jeonghye quickly glanced at the surrounding situation.

Only Gwidudae, who was fighting while maintaining his position, was holding out to some extent, but everyone else was being pushed back one-sidedly.

Geomhu and Gwangneung Jinin, who were seen nearby, also seemed in danger as numerous sticks were clinging to them.

If things continue like this, annihilation will be as obvious as fire. There was no time to hesitate.

Jeonghye last glanced at the direction where Yujinsan had fallen. My vision was so dizzy that I couldn’t even check if his body was intact.

‘I’m sorry. Forgive us.’

For Jeong-hye, Jin-san Yu was like her only friend.

How can you feel comfortable leaving without even being able to collect his body?

But there was no other way.

Jeonghye, who had made up her mind, gathered all her strength and unleashed the lion’s hooves.

“Everyone retreat immediately!!”

Even so, the warriors were just waiting for the order to retreat.

Afterwards, Hwang So-cheon’s cry echoed across the Nassau Plain.

“Everyone retreat!!”

The warriors and officials of Cheonyuhoe stopped fighting and immediately began retreating.

But getting out wasn’t that easy either. Because they were not heavenly masters who would let go obediently.

In the process of running away, countless casualties began to occur, including swords being stabbed in the back and legs being cut off by sword blades.

In the end, several martial arts elders stepped forward as a desperate corps to help the allies retreat.

“You guys go first!!”

The king of memorization who gained fame in the Gangho under the nickname Talmyeongcheonsu (奪命千收).

Tang Xiaotian, the best expert in Sichuan, began to cover his fleeing allies with a solemn expression.

Every time his hand moved, beads as small as sesame seeds were continuously shot out, piercing through the warriors of the heavenly axis.

Deep! Puppuppuk-!!

“Tsk!”

“Ugh!”

It was an amazing cancer technique that was capable of penetrating only the vital points of the enemies pursuing its allies.

To block his attack, Tianchu’s masters surrounded him and approached him, but Tang Xiaotian paid him no mind.

At that time, Baek-gyu, who was nearby, clutching his twin swords and trying to escape like a demon, spotted him and urgently shouted.

“Hurry and avoid, Daehyeop!!”

Tang Xiaotian shook his head as if he had already made up his mind.

“Someone has to buy time, so leave quickly!”

Baek-gyu did not have the luxury of persuading him.

He also had to drill a escape route and allow the survivors of the Stormtroopers to escape.

Although his steps did not slow down, he eventually passed Tang Xiaotian and began swinging his twin swords again.

“We keep going!”

After the gale-force battle, there were no more allies left in front of Tang Xiaotian.

Instead, only countless enemies were faltering in fear of his dark skills.

But even for a moment.

Five absolute masters were slowly closing the distance towards Tang Xiaotian.

Tang Xiaotian, who had already prepared himself for death, was not afraid.

His eyes slowly sank.

‘Be sure to return alive and inform your family members. I, Tang Xiaotian, did not die in shame.’

Taaa-!

Tang Xiaotian, who jumped high into the sky, looked down and spread his arms like a crane.

At the same time, the hem of his coat swelled and fluttered.

It was a preparatory movement for Mancheonhwawoo (滿天花雨), the pride of Tangmun and the best cancer technique in martial arts.

As he shot out all his remaining memorization at once, the rain of death began to pour down on the ground.

Papapot-! Papa Papapot-!!

Man Tian Huawu annihilated as many as a hundred enemies at the same time, but Tang Xiaotian was not spared either.

As soon as the first meal was over, several absolute masters were jumping towards him from all directions.

Meanwhile, while Tang Xiaotian and several elders stayed behind to buy time, the warriors and officials of Tianyouhoe were running across the Naso Plain.

Their faces were all pitiful.

The overall number had decreased to less than half of the original number, and it was difficult to even find a healthy person.

“Once we reach the forest ahead, the enemy’s pursuit will slow down!”

“After everyone disperses in the forest, let’s gather again in Xiaotian City!”

But it didn’t take long for hopes to be dashed.

Along with the lion’s roar, there was something blocking their path like a thunderbolt.

Hehehehe-!!

A huge beast with a red mane of fur. The Red Lion, known as the strongest divine beast of Heaven, blocked the escape route.

A sigh of regret came out of the mouth of Jeonghye, who was leading the group.

‘Did Wongang also get hit?’

Even so, I thought it was strange that I could not see Monk Wongang, who was fighting the Red Lion alone. Now the reason has become clear.

Jeonghye said to Geomhu next to her with a sad expression.

“I think it is now the Hinayana’s turn to step forward. “Please lead everyone and retreat.”

“Bangjang-nim….”

I couldn’t waste even a moment.

Jeonghye, narrowing her eyebrows, shouted and shot forward.

“hurry!!”

Everyone at Cheonyuhoe looked at Jeonghye’s back as she approached the red lion, walking in the steps of Geongondaenai.

Ssssssseu-!

I wanted to cheer on Ambassador Bang Jang even a little, but it wasn’t the time to keep watching him.

At that time, Geomhu led the rest of the group and tried to change course.

Suddenly her eyes opened wide.

This is because there was a huge shadow somewhere approaching the red lion faster than Jeonghye.

It was a huge tiger with yellow spots and red eyes that appeared like lightning out of nowhere.

“…Tarongi?”

A tiger named Sangun came from the far-off eastern land and became the strongest god of the central plains.

After the examination, it was clear that Darong was what Soso remembered.

Wow-!!

The red lion, which was ambushed in the blink of an eye, rolled its huge body three times.

Darong didn’t stop there and started hitting the red lion’s head repeatedly with his clawed front paws.

Wow-!!!

The warriors of Cheonyuhoe stared blankly at that scene, forgetting any thoughts of running away.

Everyone was familiar with the Darongi fighting with the Red Lion. Because I was tied up in Hoeju’s office for a while.

But why did Shinsu, who had left to guard the retreat at the closed hall in Hoeju, appear here?

While everyone was hesitating for a moment due to the unexpected situation.

There were shadows secretly approaching the heads of the two divine beasts in the sky.

Among the Four Great Buddhas, there were three of them, excluding the one who died by Yujinsan.

It was probably coming to help the Red Lion who was on the defensive.

As expected, one of them started falling like a thunderbolt towards Darongi’s back.

“no!”

Soso, who was the first to notice his surprise attack, rushed forward, but was too late.

She despaired for a moment, but it soon turned into joy.

This is because a ray of light came from somewhere at the speed of light and pierced the body of the Buddha that was trying to attack Darongi.

Kwasik-!!

“Ugh!”

As he tried to surprise Darong, he rolled around on the floor, clutching his abdomen.

How could a Buddha who was a master of Hyeon-gyeong be struck by a single blow without even knowing what was going on?

Everyone was confused and looked in the direction from which the light beam came.

“…?”

A familiar-looking girl was approaching here, her golden hair blowing in the wind.

In one hand, he appeared to be holding a club called a gold baton.

“Sashimi Lord!?”

It was clear that it was a conspiracy rumor that everyone knew about.

Except that his eyebrows and hair have turned golden.

When the martial arts leader whom everyone relied on appeared, some could not hold back and even burst into tears.

“Are you back!?”

“Why did you come now?”

“Hehehe…”

The enemies, who noticed something strange, also stopped fighting and observed the situation.

And when some more time passed.

The remaining two Buddhas who were looking down from the sky began to fall on Yingoi’s head. The intention was to launch a surprise joint attack.

“Joe, be careful!”

Geomhu, who was watching, sent a warning, but Yoo Seol did not even look at his enemies.

Even though they were firing blows from above their heads.

And just as the distance narrowed to less than two chapters.

Golden flames erupted from Yu Seol’s entire body in a circular shape, blasting them both away at once.

Kwakwang-!!

“Ugh!”

“Oops!”

The two Buddhas were flying like kites in a strong wind, with disbelieving looks in their eyes.

What on earth is this shocking martial arts?

Everyone was in shock and could not take any action. Except for Arhat, who watches quietly from a distance with an interested expression.

After a while there was a quiet silence.

Yu Seol slowly looked around and parted his lips.

“Where is my grandfather?”

“….”

It was a simple question, but no one could answer the truth.

As everyone fell silent, Yoo Seol asked again with an anxious expression.

“Where is my grandfather?”

“….”

As expected, there was no answer.

Unable to wait, Yoo Seol looked around and proceeded to harm the crowd.

Who would dare to block the way?

Regardless of whether they were allies or enemies, they silently widened the distance and cleared the way.

There were so many corpses scattered across the plain that anything you hit could be considered a corpse.

After a while, we moved forward for a long time.

Somewhere, Yu Seol’s feet suddenly stopped. Because I discovered something.

“…Why are you guys lying down like that?”

In the place where Yoo Seol’s gaze was directed, there were two martial people dressed in white and black lying around.

The two were Namgung Cheol-hu and King Munjong, to whom Yoo Seol gave them the nickname of Black and White Ssanghyeop.

“what are you doing. “Wake up quickly.”

“….”

As expected, there was no answer. Of course it has to be that way.

King Munjong and Namgung Cheolhu, whose bodies had already cooled down, were looking at each other without closing their eyes. They must have felt sorry for each other even as they died.

For a moment, Yoo Seol’s lips trembled.

Who on earth murdered these friendly charlatans?

But I couldn’t do anything yet. Because I couldn’t see the person I missed the most.

For some reason, Yoo Seol held back the tears that were threatening to burst out and continued to move forward, constantly looking around.

“Grandpa-ae-ae-ae!!!!”