Chapter: 1163
Pyo-wol smelled the scent of fear from him.
Like the other warriors who died first, Jang Muyeon also feels fear and gives off the scent of fear.
He might have pretended to be greater and superior to others, but in the end, he was no different from them.
Without his background as the young master of the Rain Mountain Manor, he would just be an ordinary person.
Jang Muyeon was not a strong person.
His nature was not so different from others.
He was similar to most people who died under Pyo-wol�s hands.
Before he knew it, on Pyo-wol�s hand was a phantom dagger.
Jang Muyeon exclaimed as if in a fit,
�If you kill me, the Rain Mountain Manor won�t stand still! It�s not too late! If you hand over the sword, Gongbu to me��
Fu-wook!
Jang Muyeon could not finish his words.
The phantom dagger had already pierced his chin and penetrated his brain.�
Like a worm stuck in a needle, Jang Muyeon�s body convulsed before collapsing.
Pyo-wol retrieved the phantom dagger stuck in Jang Muyeon�s chin.
Although he killed more than twenty people, not a single sweat flowed from Pyo-wol�s body.
As an assassin, Pyo-wol had already reached the highest level.
He has reached the peak both physically and mentally.
Of course, there was more room for improvement, but it was also true that he had stepped into the top ranks of Jianghu.
Pyo-wol had confidence in himself.
The fight against Jang Muyeon and the White Tiger Sword Corps was just a way for him to confirm his capabilities. It was not a fierce fight in which he risked his life.
Pyo-wol looked at Jang Muyeon�s body for a moment.
Jang Muyeon�s eyes were wide open, as if he still had a lot to say. But the dead could no longer say anything or have any influence on the world.
Once a person dies, everything is over.
So he had to survive.
Only those who survived to the end could make their voices heard.
Pyo-wol turned his head and looked the other way.
It was the place where Soma and the White Tiger Sword Corps were fighting.
The fight there was about to come to an end.
Pyo-wol believed in Soma. JrNovels.com
Like the other warriors who died first, Jang Muyeon also feels fear and gives off the scent of fear.
He might have pretended to be greater and superior to others, but in the end, he was no different from them.
Without his background as the young master of the Rain Mountain Manor, he would just be an ordinary person.
Jang Muyeon was not a strong person.
His nature was not so different from others.
He was similar to most people who died under Pyo-wol�s hands.
Before he knew it, on Pyo-wol�s hand was a phantom dagger.
Jang Muyeon exclaimed as if in a fit,
�If you kill me, the Rain Mountain Manor won�t stand still! It�s not too late! If you hand over the sword, Gongbu to me��
Fu-wook!
Jang Muyeon could not finish his words.
The phantom dagger had already pierced his chin and penetrated his brain.�
Like a worm stuck in a needle, Jang Muyeon�s body convulsed before collapsing.
Pyo-wol retrieved the phantom dagger stuck in Jang Muyeon�s chin.
Although he killed more than twenty people, not a single sweat flowed from Pyo-wol�s body.
As an assassin, Pyo-wol had already reached the highest level.
He has reached the peak both physically and mentally.
Of course, there was more room for improvement, but it was also true that he had stepped into the top ranks of Jianghu.
Pyo-wol had confidence in himself.
The fight against Jang Muyeon and the White Tiger Sword Corps was just a way for him to confirm his capabilities. It was not a fierce fight in which he risked his life.
Pyo-wol looked at Jang Muyeon�s body for a moment.
Jang Muyeon�s eyes were wide open, as if he still had a lot to say. But the dead could no longer say anything or have any influence on the world.
Once a person dies, everything is over.
So he had to survive.
Only those who survived to the end could make their voices heard.
Pyo-wol turned his head and looked the other way.
It was the place where Soma and the White Tiger Sword Corps were fighting.
The fight there was about to come to an end.
Pyo-wol believed in Soma. JrNovels.com
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