Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1151 - 594: Without You, I’ll Destroy the World! Cangqiang Ascending Stairs

This blood-red Taoist called "Shui Wang," though a disciple of that dog-nosed Taoist, at this moment, the aura emitted from his body was much stronger than his master's.

Because he looked more deranged and crazed.

It seemed there was a hidden rule in this world: the more twisted, the more crazy, the more deranged a person was, the more powerful they became.

And Duan Yun considered himself to be a master of such noble character, like the rarest of phoenix feathers.

"Master, I'm in so much pain."

"What's real! What's fake!"

"Over there, I've already lost my mother, she's trapped under Huashan, no matter how I chop I can't free her, over here, I absolutely cannot lose Little White!"

The dog-nosed Taoist shuddered and said, "Disciple, Little White was killed by them!"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

In fact, so-called "Little White" was just a dried corpse covered in white hair that Li Shuwan dragged from who knows where, which he fancied as an object of affection.

In this Three Corpses Dao, they even held a wedding banquet for him and "Little White," and the master personally sent them to their bridal chamber.

Because it was fake, they could make up anything freely.

The dog-nosed Taoist howled directly, "All of Little White's hair has been knocked off."

At this moment, the already blood-red mad Taoist turned completely scarlet.

"Ah! Little White, you're gone, then I shall scorch this world."

"Great Thousand, Thousand Chapters!"

The mad Taoist twisted, shua shua shua, countless fine red threads drilled out from his body.

Duan Yun's Death Qi Breaking Body Sword Energy emerged, directly blocking, only to discover that these red threads were some kind of metal, incredibly sharp.

With a shua sound, he reached from his crotch, pulled out a famous sword to block, barely preventing the opponent's cut.

Then Shen Ying's Heavenly Silk followed and wrapped around, colliding with the blood-red threads.

This moment, even Shen Ying was surprised because her Heavenly Silk was originally the most resilient, yet under fierce collision, it did not lose out.

And she realized, these blood-red threads emerging from the other's body were some strange metallic wires.

She was aware that there were people in this world who buried wires in their bodies, typically assassins.

Beautiful female assassins.

Beautiful female assassins would embed golden threads in their bodies, waiting to lure enemies, especially during intimacy with enemies, the golden silk buried inside was a deadly weapon.

It's said many are embedded in the crotch area, aimed with precision.

These people were called "informants," but even such "golden silk informants," usually embedded just a few golden threads, like this mad Taoist having hundreds or thousands of threads in his body, was unheard of.

Actually, the most shocked was the dog-nosed Taoist.

Because at this time, several red metal threads had pierced him, leaving him suspended in midair, emitting a mournful scream.

"You, why did you even do this to your master?"

The red Taoist suddenly crimsoned, his eyes even emitted a red glimmer, frantically shouted: "Dead dog! I said I would destroy everything, you included."

With a boom, his eyes emitted thicker red threads, looking like two lasers, piercing through the dog Taoist's forehead and chest.

The dog-nosed Taoist shook his head in disbelief, not accepting that he was killed by his good disciple just like this.

So he died.

Died swiftly.

Because those two laser-like red threads not only pierced his forehead and chest but also frenziedly devoured his flesh, causing his initially supernatural vitality to vanish instantly.

"Without you, what will I do, who will dry my tears for me?

Who will hold an umbrella for me, soothe my troubled mind?

On sleepless nights, I fear being lonely the most.

Without you, what will I do, who else will understand my thoughts..."

Suddenly, this mad Taoist shook his head and started singing.

Immediately, the red metallic threads emerging from his body emitted an even thicker blood-red hue, his blood flowing on them.

Duan Yun, too, was enraged and said: "Fuck your mother, you think you're the only one with threads!"

Speaking, his blade released Bitter Pain Blade Qi, also red, with a swish heading towards the mad Taoist.

This mad Taoist did not dodge, meeting the attack head-on.

When pricked by the Bitter Pain Blade Qi, his face twisted, but without showing much pain, muttering: "What is this pain? The greatest pain is confusion!"

"Little White, without you what will I do!"

Duan Yun was surprised and said: "Still singing?"

"Copper Coin World!"

With a swish, he directly pulled out a Copper Coin Sword from his own thigh!

With a flick of the sword, the copper coins on the blade connected with the red threads, sweeping across.

As the copper coins scattered, the surroundings filled with the sound of cutting through the air.

Duan Yun and Shen Ying quickly performed their arts, their defense impenetrable.

Honestly, the mad Taoist's means indeed surpassed Duan Yun's expectations.

In these two years, Duan Yun had fought with numerous top masters, like the Great Heavenly Dog of Yuan Palace, the martial arts legend Ming Yue of Mingyu Palace, whose pressure during attacks was indeed overwhelming.

Yet he had not expected that a seemingly inconspicuous mad Taoist within the Three Corpses Dao could exert similar pressure.

The rotating Sword and Saber Energy and the entwining Heavenly Silk blocked the flying copper coins, but Duan Yun and Shen Ying were shaken back a few steps.

"Cangqiang Ascending Stairs!"

Soon after, even more dreadful howls echoed.

Especially when "Ascending Stairs" appeared, the sound from his throat was no longer human, rather like a creature from some dreadful abyss.

At this moment, Duan Yun and Shen Ying simultaneously sensed danger.

As their bodies moved like light and shadows rapidly retreating, both unleashed their most powerful defensive techniques.