Possessing Nothing Chapter 425
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It came as though it was breaking the flow of an attacking thought. I was astonished at the junkie who was running through the air.
He twisted his body and swung his one hand at the speed he was running.
Zheng!
The hand gesture and intangible window collided. Mushin was firm in expression of the heavy hand.
Lee Sung-min bent his knees as he glanced at the scattered intangible window. I always wanted to.
Whatever the reason, Mushin was the master ‘s enemy. Even if you are being used only by the spirit, the fact that the manseans have killed Jesus is unchanged.
And the martial insulted his death. I did not respect him. So, Lee tried to kill the martyr. Mushin, a puppet of the spirit, Mushin, the enemy of the master.
Lee Sung – min heard the heel. Their gaze was obvious.
The soldiers on the wall were hostile to Lee Seong – min because of the words he cried out to hear.
People gathered beyond the gate. I did not feel so good in the eyes of the spectators.
Mushin showed his appearance. In the empty space of nothing, he appeared like a ghost.
I know the footsteps of Mushin.
This is a stupid way of looking after the army.
The origin, Mushin, was better than 10 years ago when he fought against the Lord.
Lee Sung-min remembers that the memories of man-made carefulness made me feel good about the footwork of the martial arts.
And Lee Seong – min felt flesh.
Farababy!
At the moment of the moment dozens of workshops came on. There was only one arm of the Mushin, but his attack was so elaborate that it could not be thought of as a single arm.
Lee Sung-min looked down at the intangible window in his hand with his fancy face. The windows and windows were scattered in a mess.
Muthin fluttered his sleeve and opened his palms toward Lee Sung-min.
“Come on.”
Mushin said, staring at him.
“Though the teacher must correct the sin of his disciples, one teacher, your teacher, has already died ten years ago. My body, though, is the body that must dismiss you, the plague of the end. … Before I kill you, I will let you know how wrong the apostle you are walking on is. ”
“haha… … ”
Lee Sung – min heard a rebuke of the martyr and shed a sneer. By this time, it was ridiculous to be so serious. At the same time, I became annoyed.
Mushin was referring to the death of a man of war. Why do I keep mentioning a subject that I do not even dare?
Maybe this is how you want to distract me? If so, the martial arts would be like a snake, a sophisticated and sophisticated figure.
“Is not there a meeting?”
“This alone is enough for me.”
Mushin gave power and spit out. I was so confident. Honjin Shinki, which covered the body of Mushin, was so strong that he could not find any gaps and did not seem to be easily pierced.
One arm is not a big flaw to a high degree of a stamina even if it is a single arm.
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It was also due to the traits of spiritlessness, He is the culmination of the illusion.
Even if it is an illusion without reality, the story changes if the martyr writes. The hand of the martial art moved slowly.
The moving hands created dozens of afterimages, each of which took a different action and aimed at the same sex.
“For giving instruction to you.”
I wanted to beat it. Mushin was a fool to the perfect idiot. If I stay still, where will my nose be higher?
It would be fun to see it, but it did not feel good to me.
I was forgotten because of the heat, but it has not been for 30 minutes yet.
I feel like I’m sick of it, but the words of Mushin, who is calling for death, is like putting oil on a flaming fire.
So.
Lee Sung – min muttered with a small voice. The dozens of repercussions that the martial arts have created have proved to be powerful and unfolded.
Against dozens of laws, Lee Sung-min heard a newly created window. It is full of the mind of the old god of the window. The ball of the ball and the bronze ball of the river moved my hand.
phut.
I heard a small noise. It was the sound of poking the window once. Changgeo, who stretched far away, struck the fist of afterglow produced by Mushin.
The fingers of afterimage disappeared without power, as it should be. Feeling a bit of resistance, Lee stepped forward.
That window went further.
Furberbuck.
All the afterimages disappeared.
“Hut.”
Mushin made such a sound without knowing himself.
Fuck you!
I heard a banging sound coming late. At that moment, Mushin quickly twisted his upper body. A part of the Honjin River was destroyed.
Even though I did not touch it directly, the body of my mind was swollen. Mushin was a nuisance to him, and he frowned.
Lee Seong-min did not back off against the approaching dancer. The window that came down was moving leisurely.
Dismissed.
When the current sprang, the window was flying to the front.
What a shit!
A big roar shook the heavens. The intangible window disappeared and the body of the martyr was pushed back.
The formed Honjin River shook greatly. Mushin was surprised by the heavy feeling of hitting and saw Lee Seong-min with a hard look.
At that time, Lee Seong-min was holding onto a new intangible window and jumping toward the martial arts. It was not that fast, but I could not avoid it.
The attack of Lee Seong-min started before Mushin responded. Hundreds of rivers covered the space by swirling the window once.
“bloke… … ! ”
The eyes of the martyr rose. A wide open space swept the space. The space axis twisted with the power of the mindlessness.
Blah!
A sexy crack was caught between her and her body, and Lee ‘s attack disappeared through the gap. The hair of the marsh rose up.
“The power of that mighty Yoma!”
“Huh.”
Lee Sung – min muttered with a small voice in the words of the Mushun. It was a word that did not need to be denied or refuted.
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As Mushun says, the power that Lee Sungmin uses is the power of Yoma. It is a violent force that is not a mere intellect, but the accomplishment of Lee Sung – min is not due to individual efforts, but to repeated favors, coincidences, and destiny.
I do not think it is ashamed. It is true that there was no talent.
It has come to power with its own talent, with a few layers of coexistence, coincidence, fate, and skill.
“But do not ignore me.”
A little uncomfortable is that the martial artist still ignores himself. Lee put a window in his hand.
“It is true that it is the power of Yoma … … It is not a lack of a warrior. ”
A purple current waved Lee’s body.
“Or have you forgotten 10 years?”
Maybe it ‘s just not thinking. Mushin does not know Lee Seong-min. If so, you will know.
Lee Sung – min ‘s foot flicked lightly. The rising body was wound around the purple current.
‘Ah… … . ‘
This… … The two eyes of the Mushin shook tremendously. He knows this. Suddenly, Mushin stood at the center of the storm.
All the scenery of the world was distorted. The storm was composed of countless lightning.
Mushin quickly turned his head and looked around. I was looking for the appearance of Lee Seongmin, but he was not seen.
It is only lightning that fills space.
“Lovely.”
I heard that voice from afar.
Pretty wig!
The lightning struck was struck by a masturbation. Mushin greatly swallowed up and raised the Honjin River to polarity.
A shivering light protected the body of the martyr. It’s just started now. The lightning struck in succession.
“Ah ah ah!”
Mushin shouted and lifted his right hand high. It happened 10 years ago.
It is the same as then. No, it is not the same.
That was not a buyer himself, and Mushin was not a tenacious ten years ago. After the humiliating victory, the closed minds raised the martial arts to a higher level.
Bury it!
The one where Mushin gave up collided with the lightning of torment. The loot was scattered. Mushin lit up his eyes and jumped into the storm.
In it, Lee smiled and laughed. He leaned forward with both hands as if to welcome a leaping stance.
A small sphere was created between Lee’s hands. The purple spheres grew its size while sucking the liquor.
The power that filled the sphere swiftly moved and whirled. Whenever I was squeezed, the current sprang. Lee Sung-min shot his sphere toward a martial arts fan with a fuzzy eye.
Pooh!
The greatly enlarged sphere filled the vision of Mushin.
“This is … … ! ”
Mushin punched his fist.
Quiche!
The beads of light burst. The body of the martial law was pushed to the great power. Lee Seung-min laughed as he watched it.
Guryeo Confidence Destruction.
Lee Sung-min’s body turned into a lightning bolt. Mushin was awkward, swallowing his breath and reconstructing Honjin River.
But Lee’s attack was faster than that.
Pretty!
An intangible window was photographed on the unfinished Honjin River. Mushin bit his lips tightly. I followed the body of the martial being pushed back, and the window of Lee Seong-min was shot forward.
‘It is different from then.’
Mushin thought of this by looking at the window. The taste of blood coming from the throat was reflected. The pungent taste awakened the spirit of Mushin sharply.
The hand of the Mushin headed toward the chest. The backlight glowed from behind his back, and intangible hands were made.
It was as if Chunsu-yara (千 手 如 來) was spreading all his arms.
Mushin believed in himself. It was impossible 10 years ago, but not now. Through a decade of closeness, Mushin escaped from the shadows of the bureaucratism that had tormented him and surpassed him.
For ten years, endlessly, continually, without rest. Ten years ago, I recalled and imagined the fight in the snowy field.
It was always blocked at the end. I tried to understand the trickery. Once again, I imagined that if I was in that situation, I could kill the owner.
I always answered.
The left arm that was cut by the owner. Throughout the decade, Mushin felt a pang of his left arm during the closing.
It was painful as if there were no arms. When we finished closing, we left rock. Muthin asked for the answer he was craving. I did not feel pain in my left arm.
So, it is different. It must be different. He answered, overcame, grew up.
really?
Perfume!
Thousand Sunrise is collapsing. Bleed the blood between tight lips. The masturbator shook hands as if it were drowning.
The space was split and the blue light was blown over the front. In the baptism of the bloody raid, Lee Seong – min did not back down.
The intangible window on which he held it extinguished the ravages of manshin by simple movement. The cheek muscles of the masturbator trembled like a spasm. There is no way.
He is not a buyer.
‘I answered, … … . ‘
My left arm hurt.
It was as if his left arm was burning. As if it were torn, it hurt like it was shattering. The pain shook the heart of the Martian. There was no such thing.
I do not know.
Was it the first time you bought it?
The question that I felt during the closing was suddenly disappeared. To the question of the psychic question whether he asked the answer, Mushin answered “in his own way”.
I had no choice but to answer that. I did not get the right answer.
He still did not understand the method of social work, and even in his imagination, he could not bring down the graveyard. Yes, I just ran away without an answer.
In the decade of closing, Mushin did not get much. It was true that I had achieved some achievement, but it is only this level.
Mushin swallowed his breath by looking at the purple currents that covered the four sides and the face of Lee Seongmin who laughed beyond him. What is in front of you is not a buyer.
That made the martyrs even more miserable.
“I, I … … ”
The face of Mushin was distorted.
The masks made with self-esteem were shattered.
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