Chapter: 1160
They were actually the subordinates of his father, Jang Pyeongsan.
Losing all of them was tantamount to losing his father�s trust. If he goes back to their sect empty-handed, he will lose everything he has left.
Swoop!
At that moment, Pyo-wol appeared.
Since all of the White Tiger Sword Corps were dealt with, the fact that there was no need for Pyo-wol to execute a sneak attack anymore made Jang Muyeon angry.
�N�o!�
Jang Muyeon made a sound as if phlegm was stuck on his throat.
Even though he killed all members of the White Tiger Sword Corps, Pyo-wol�s body did not have even the slightest scratch.
His white skin, contrasted with the darkness, did not have a single drop of blood.�
Pyo-wol did not look tired nor untidy at all.�
It was because he killed the White Tiger Sword Corps in the most efficient way.
Jang Muyeon glared terribly into Pyo-wol�s eyes.
His eyes, which were like a beast, were enough to intimidate many people. Unfortunately, the white-faced man in front of him did not feel scared or intimidated at all.
�I admit that I looked down on you. But you should never have shown up.�
Jang Muyeon raised his sword and pointed it at Pyo-wol.
He thought that Pyo-wol had only won so far because he hid himself while attacking. Now that he openly shows himself like this, Jang Muyeon thought that he would soon have the upper hand.�
The formidable abilities that Pyo-wol had shown so far were all made possible because he had ambushed them. Jang Muyeon was confident that Pyo-wol�s methods and techniques would not work on him once they collided head-on.
Huuung!
His sword shone clearly in the dark.
An extraordinarily clear and dark sword.�
He might not have reached the highest sword realm, but he was not far from it. He only needed the right timing and enlightenment.�
Pyo-wol, who saw this, opened his mouth for the first time,
�I only showed up because you couldn�t make me nervous.�
�What a load of bull!�
Suac!
Jang Muyeon swung his sword.
In an instant, his sword split into seven and aimed for Pyo-wol.�
Seven Illusionary Killing Swords.1
It was the beginning of the Golden Dragon Emperor Sword2 he had mastered.
Only one of the seven swords was real, the rest were just illusions. JrNovels.com
Losing all of them was tantamount to losing his father�s trust. If he goes back to their sect empty-handed, he will lose everything he has left.
Swoop!
At that moment, Pyo-wol appeared.
Since all of the White Tiger Sword Corps were dealt with, the fact that there was no need for Pyo-wol to execute a sneak attack anymore made Jang Muyeon angry.
�N�o!�
Jang Muyeon made a sound as if phlegm was stuck on his throat.
Even though he killed all members of the White Tiger Sword Corps, Pyo-wol�s body did not have even the slightest scratch.
His white skin, contrasted with the darkness, did not have a single drop of blood.�
Pyo-wol did not look tired nor untidy at all.�
It was because he killed the White Tiger Sword Corps in the most efficient way.
Jang Muyeon glared terribly into Pyo-wol�s eyes.
His eyes, which were like a beast, were enough to intimidate many people. Unfortunately, the white-faced man in front of him did not feel scared or intimidated at all.
�I admit that I looked down on you. But you should never have shown up.�
Jang Muyeon raised his sword and pointed it at Pyo-wol.
He thought that Pyo-wol had only won so far because he hid himself while attacking. Now that he openly shows himself like this, Jang Muyeon thought that he would soon have the upper hand.�
The formidable abilities that Pyo-wol had shown so far were all made possible because he had ambushed them. Jang Muyeon was confident that Pyo-wol�s methods and techniques would not work on him once they collided head-on.
Huuung!
His sword shone clearly in the dark.
An extraordinarily clear and dark sword.�
He might not have reached the highest sword realm, but he was not far from it. He only needed the right timing and enlightenment.�
Pyo-wol, who saw this, opened his mouth for the first time,
�I only showed up because you couldn�t make me nervous.�
�What a load of bull!�
Suac!
Jang Muyeon swung his sword.
In an instant, his sword split into seven and aimed for Pyo-wol.�
Seven Illusionary Killing Swords.1
It was the beginning of the Golden Dragon Emperor Sword2 he had mastered.
Only one of the seven swords was real, the rest were just illusions. JrNovels.com
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