Chapter: 192
The chaos was a golden opportunity for Pyo-Wol.
He mingled silently among the Emei disciples.
Although his outfit was a little different, it was not a problem because the darkness covered it. There was an opponent right next to them, but the disciples of the Emei sect remained unaware of that fact.
They would not have imagined that Pyo-wol would dare to blend proudly among them. However, Pyo-wol�s audacity exceeded their imagination.
The Emei disciples could only see ahead by relying on torches, but it was different for Pyo-wol. Even in the dark, he could see like it was noon.
The difference decided their life and death.�
Puuc!
Pyo-wol wrapped his forearm around the neck of the warrior who was right next to him. The warrior who was startled by the sudden tightening of his breath, grabbed the sword in reverse and tried to stab it toward the back. But before the sword could hit him, Pyo-wol already twisted the man�s neck.
Touduk!
The man�s breath was cut off with an eerie sound of his bone fracturing.�
Pyo-wol was relentless.
He mingled among the Emei disciples and assassinated them to his heart�s content.
In an instant, more than 20 Emei sect�s disciples lost their lives to Pyo-wol.
Jeonghwa, who recognized the severity of the situation late, shouted.
�All of you, gather together! He�s hiding among us!�
The Emei disciples hurriedly gathered around Jeonghwa.
Pyo-wol followed them to the end and took two more by the throat.
�Kouck!�
�Greuk!�
The Emei sect�s disciples put on a fearful expression at the sight of the warriors who fell with foam on their mouths. A tremendous fear came crashing down like a tidal wave and engulfed their hearts.
�Kuagh! I can�t��
�H�How could this happen?!�
The faces of the Emei warriors were all white.
�This is not good.�
Yong Seol-ran said as she looked at the faces of the disciples.
Despite Jeonghwa�s encouragement, the disciples� morale was already running low.
As she had expected, this was the domain of Pyo-wol.�
He was using everything here to hunt the disciples of Emei to his heart�s content.
�If it goes on like this, there will definitely be more victims.�
Yong Seol-ran�s talent was real. Her martial arts had already reached a level comparable to that of the famous masters of Sichuan. Considering her age, it was an astonishing achievement. JrNovels.com
He mingled silently among the Emei disciples.
Although his outfit was a little different, it was not a problem because the darkness covered it. There was an opponent right next to them, but the disciples of the Emei sect remained unaware of that fact.
They would not have imagined that Pyo-wol would dare to blend proudly among them. However, Pyo-wol�s audacity exceeded their imagination.
The Emei disciples could only see ahead by relying on torches, but it was different for Pyo-wol. Even in the dark, he could see like it was noon.
The difference decided their life and death.�
Puuc!
Pyo-wol wrapped his forearm around the neck of the warrior who was right next to him. The warrior who was startled by the sudden tightening of his breath, grabbed the sword in reverse and tried to stab it toward the back. But before the sword could hit him, Pyo-wol already twisted the man�s neck.
Touduk!
The man�s breath was cut off with an eerie sound of his bone fracturing.�
Pyo-wol was relentless.
He mingled among the Emei disciples and assassinated them to his heart�s content.
In an instant, more than 20 Emei sect�s disciples lost their lives to Pyo-wol.
Jeonghwa, who recognized the severity of the situation late, shouted.
�All of you, gather together! He�s hiding among us!�
The Emei disciples hurriedly gathered around Jeonghwa.
Pyo-wol followed them to the end and took two more by the throat.
�Kouck!�
�Greuk!�
The Emei sect�s disciples put on a fearful expression at the sight of the warriors who fell with foam on their mouths. A tremendous fear came crashing down like a tidal wave and engulfed their hearts.
�Kuagh! I can�t��
�H�How could this happen?!�
The faces of the Emei warriors were all white.
�This is not good.�
Yong Seol-ran said as she looked at the faces of the disciples.
Despite Jeonghwa�s encouragement, the disciples� morale was already running low.
As she had expected, this was the domain of Pyo-wol.�
He was using everything here to hunt the disciples of Emei to his heart�s content.
�If it goes on like this, there will definitely be more victims.�
Yong Seol-ran�s talent was real. Her martial arts had already reached a level comparable to that of the famous masters of Sichuan. Considering her age, it was an astonishing achievement. JrNovels.com
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