Chapter: 1091
Pyo-wol confidently said he would run away.
It was a statement that warriors of a prestigious sect, who valued their face, would not dare to say.
In particular, the said act was even more unimaginable for the Wudang sect taoists. After all, they considered it a shame to show their backs to their enemies.
For that reason, the taoist looked ashamed at Pyo-wol�s words. What Pyo-wol said deviated from the common sense and principles of an ordinary warrior.�
However, as Pyo-wol�s words continued, their faces hardened.
�I�m quite good at hiding. I can endure and live for days like a dead person. So you�re going to have a hard time finding me, no, you will never find me. No matter how bright it is at the Wudang Mountain, even if I eat and hide, you will never find me. Soon, there will come a day when you will get tired of looking for me. I will then quietly come out of hiding and infiltrate into the Wudang sect. Then, I will kill all of you one by one.�
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�Kill, hide, kill again, hide again. You�ll have no choice but to diligently defend yourself. I�m good at persevering, so how long do you think you can stop me? As long as you don�t stop me, your hellish days will never end.�
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In an instant, the air around the area froze cold.
The Wudang sect taoists felt suffocated. They could not breathe.
It was the same with Sang-jin.
His shoulders trembled.
He wanted to swing his� sword right away and cut off that wicked tongue. But he couldn�t move in haste.
It was not difficult to attack Pyo-wol. However, if he misses him by any chance, there will be no end to the aftermath.
Indeed, even if the Wudang sect had only half of the information obtained, the Wudang sect�s disciples would never be able to find him.
Even though all of the Emei and Qingcheng sect warriors were mobilized, in the end, they sacrificed themselves and failed to find Pyo-wol.�
The Wudang sect�s masters were no better than them. Their martial arts might be better, but they have not been trained to find assassins.
No one could find Pyo-wol if he committed himself to hide.�
If so, Pyo-wol had to be suppressed at once so that he could not escape.
The problem is that he doesn�t have the confidence to subdue Pyo-wol at once.
Sang-jin is a taoist spiritual master who is confident that he would not lose to anyone in a head on confrontation match, but the problem was that Pyo-wol is an assassin.
He doesn�t feel ashamed of running away, nor does he shy away from ambush.
He could not even guess how big the damage would be if Pyo-wol carried out a sneak attack.
Sang-jin�s jaw muscles twitched.
He had to make a decision.
He either attacks or retreats.
He was afraid of the repercussions of attacking, but he didn�t want to lose face by stepping down.
The one who saved him from his dilemma was Woo Pyeong.
He blocked the front of Sang-jin and said, JrNovels.com
It was a statement that warriors of a prestigious sect, who valued their face, would not dare to say.
In particular, the said act was even more unimaginable for the Wudang sect taoists. After all, they considered it a shame to show their backs to their enemies.
For that reason, the taoist looked ashamed at Pyo-wol�s words. What Pyo-wol said deviated from the common sense and principles of an ordinary warrior.�
However, as Pyo-wol�s words continued, their faces hardened.
�I�m quite good at hiding. I can endure and live for days like a dead person. So you�re going to have a hard time finding me, no, you will never find me. No matter how bright it is at the Wudang Mountain, even if I eat and hide, you will never find me. Soon, there will come a day when you will get tired of looking for me. I will then quietly come out of hiding and infiltrate into the Wudang sect. Then, I will kill all of you one by one.�
������
�Kill, hide, kill again, hide again. You�ll have no choice but to diligently defend yourself. I�m good at persevering, so how long do you think you can stop me? As long as you don�t stop me, your hellish days will never end.�
������
In an instant, the air around the area froze cold.
The Wudang sect taoists felt suffocated. They could not breathe.
It was the same with Sang-jin.
His shoulders trembled.
He wanted to swing his� sword right away and cut off that wicked tongue. But he couldn�t move in haste.
It was not difficult to attack Pyo-wol. However, if he misses him by any chance, there will be no end to the aftermath.
Indeed, even if the Wudang sect had only half of the information obtained, the Wudang sect�s disciples would never be able to find him.
Even though all of the Emei and Qingcheng sect warriors were mobilized, in the end, they sacrificed themselves and failed to find Pyo-wol.�
The Wudang sect�s masters were no better than them. Their martial arts might be better, but they have not been trained to find assassins.
No one could find Pyo-wol if he committed himself to hide.�
If so, Pyo-wol had to be suppressed at once so that he could not escape.
The problem is that he doesn�t have the confidence to subdue Pyo-wol at once.
Sang-jin is a taoist spiritual master who is confident that he would not lose to anyone in a head on confrontation match, but the problem was that Pyo-wol is an assassin.
He doesn�t feel ashamed of running away, nor does he shy away from ambush.
He could not even guess how big the damage would be if Pyo-wol carried out a sneak attack.
Sang-jin�s jaw muscles twitched.
He had to make a decision.
He either attacks or retreats.
He was afraid of the repercussions of attacking, but he didn�t want to lose face by stepping down.
The one who saved him from his dilemma was Woo Pyeong.
He blocked the front of Sang-jin and said, JrNovels.com
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