Chapter: 575
He was simultaneously analyzing, attacking and digging through his opponent.�
What Pyo-wol was doing was a crazy thing that normal warriors would not have even dared to do. However, Pyo-wol�s body, which was trained beyond the limits of human beings, made the impossible possible.
The opponent�s face was big. He was in his mid-forties, with a sturdy physique, a pure white long beard, and a long sword that was worn around his waist. His fingers were long and delicate, his steps were careful and his eyes were shaped like a tiger.
A series of information was transmitted into Pyo-wol�s head.�
His opponent is strong.�
This is the first powerhouse that Pyo-wol had to face after coming into the world.
If he can�t manage to kill him, he will surely die.
Schiak!
The Soul-Reaping Thread was stretched out from Pyo-wol�s hand. This technique had never failed him in taking the lives of others.
Paang!
But this time, the Soul-Reaping Thread completely betrayed his expectations.�
As the energy in front of the man exploded, the Soul-Reaping Threads were scattered in vain.
�You�re a weirdo.�
He raised his hand.
In an instant, Pyo-wol felt the air around him change.
Chwahahak!
The air that was swirling around the area had turned into hundreds and thousands of blades before attacking Pyo-wol.
It was as if a millstone with thousands of upside-down blades had interlocked with Pyo-wol in between.
Geugeugeung!
The landscape that had unfolded was as if the end of the world had come. It was a landscape Pyo-wol had never even imagined.
It was closer to the realm of the gods, not the realm of martial arts.
At least, that�s how he felt.
But Pyo-wol did not despair.
Even in a desperate situation, Pyo-wol managed to survive. He had even experienced raking moss and eating snakes alive just to stay alive.
Pyo-wol�s appearance resembled that of a hungry angler.
The wind like a blade tore his clothes, ripped his flesh, and splattered his blood, but he did not stop advancing.
The opponent could not help but admire the appearance of Pyo-wol.
�Huh! How long can you endure it?�
What he unfolded was a technique called the Sea Breeze Sword1, which contained his lifelong profound thoughts.�
The blade of the wind that blew toward Pyo-wol was actually the crystallization of the energy he radiated. It was a supreme technique that could not be unfolded without the support of a vast, near-infinite strength and experience. JrNovels.com
What Pyo-wol was doing was a crazy thing that normal warriors would not have even dared to do. However, Pyo-wol�s body, which was trained beyond the limits of human beings, made the impossible possible.
The opponent�s face was big. He was in his mid-forties, with a sturdy physique, a pure white long beard, and a long sword that was worn around his waist. His fingers were long and delicate, his steps were careful and his eyes were shaped like a tiger.
A series of information was transmitted into Pyo-wol�s head.�
His opponent is strong.�
This is the first powerhouse that Pyo-wol had to face after coming into the world.
If he can�t manage to kill him, he will surely die.
Schiak!
The Soul-Reaping Thread was stretched out from Pyo-wol�s hand. This technique had never failed him in taking the lives of others.
Paang!
But this time, the Soul-Reaping Thread completely betrayed his expectations.�
As the energy in front of the man exploded, the Soul-Reaping Threads were scattered in vain.
�You�re a weirdo.�
He raised his hand.
In an instant, Pyo-wol felt the air around him change.
Chwahahak!
The air that was swirling around the area had turned into hundreds and thousands of blades before attacking Pyo-wol.
It was as if a millstone with thousands of upside-down blades had interlocked with Pyo-wol in between.
Geugeugeung!
The landscape that had unfolded was as if the end of the world had come. It was a landscape Pyo-wol had never even imagined.
It was closer to the realm of the gods, not the realm of martial arts.
At least, that�s how he felt.
But Pyo-wol did not despair.
Even in a desperate situation, Pyo-wol managed to survive. He had even experienced raking moss and eating snakes alive just to stay alive.
Pyo-wol�s appearance resembled that of a hungry angler.
The wind like a blade tore his clothes, ripped his flesh, and splattered his blood, but he did not stop advancing.
The opponent could not help but admire the appearance of Pyo-wol.
�Huh! How long can you endure it?�
What he unfolded was a technique called the Sea Breeze Sword1, which contained his lifelong profound thoughts.�
The blade of the wind that blew toward Pyo-wol was actually the crystallization of the energy he radiated. It was a supreme technique that could not be unfolded without the support of a vast, near-infinite strength and experience. JrNovels.com
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