�How surprising, for someone to mention that name again.�
The corners of Mok Hanseong�s eyes twitched.�
He was so surprised that he couldn�t deny Pyo-wol�s words.
Mok Hanseong�s reaction confirmed that what Jin Geum-woo was not an illusion, but something real.�
Pyo-wol�s gaze became determined.�
He finally caught the tail of Kowloon.
He had to subdue Mok Hanseong once and for all for him to approach the real Kowloon.�
Boom!
Pyo-wol charged at Mok Hanseong with terrifying speed.
Bang!
His Snake Steps was followed by an explosion.�
Mok Hanseong�s body flew backwards.
Even though he had blocked Pyo-wol�s attack with his sword, his body had still been sent flying by the tremendous impact.
Traces of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.�
His internal organs were shaken by the destructive force.
This one move made it clear.
He knew he could not defeat Pyo-wol with his own sword.
He didn�t know how he possessed such a power, but Pyo-wol�s strength was beyond common sense.
He, too, also possessed unimaginable strength, but compared to Pyo-wol, it was merely the blood of a bird�s feet.5�
Pyo-wol is a new kind of martial artist, one that had never existed in Jianghu before.
It was impossible to deal with such a person in a normal way.
After several hand-to-hand exchanges, Mok Hanseong felt desperate.
Without hesitation, Mok Hanseong pulled out a small wooden box from his bosom. Inside the wooden box was a dull-colored pill.
It was a horse dan that was manufactured at Snow Sword Manor Biji.
Mok Han-seong popped the Demon Transformation Pill into his mouth.
As the pill melted in his mouth, he felt a burning pain in his dantian.
In fact, the Demon Transformation Pill was burning the internal energy accumulated in his dantian. By igniting his internal energy,� he could draw out several times more power than usual.
�Cha-hat!�
Mok Hanseong unleashed the Flying Dragon Flash Sword.�