Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1154 - 595: I Only Want to Beat You All to Death, or Be Beaten to Death by You All_2

In the Martial World, the most evil and terrifying figure recently, Duan Yun, is an unavoidable topic.

The fact that the "Old Demon Survival Manual" once sold out shows some indication of this.

At this time, the Four Great Paths had to become serious.

They didn't expect that someone who should have been a side dish would be so troublesome.

Looking at the handsome and suave newcomer, the Four Great Paths' expressions grew colder.

Especially Little Foot Taoist, whose eyes were nearly shut, felt as though sharp needles were piercing his opponent, full of hatred.

He doesn't hold grudges, but he knows that it was this brat who hit him the hardest earlier.

The leading Little Moustache was the calmest, saying, "Old Demon Duan, we've heard of your name, but this is Heavenly People City, not Yun State, much less Yuzhu Manor. Even a strong dragon finds it hard to pressure a local snake."

By comparing himself to a local snake, it showed how much he respected Duan Yun.

"Besides, any grievances we have are with this little girl's father, not with you."

Saying this, he'd already given Duan Yun considerable respect, offering him a soft step down.

The Daoist Masters of Heavenly People City, especially the Great Daoist Masters, when have they shown this much respect to anyone?

In this display, he'd already equated Duan Yun with Shen Sanlang.

Duan Yun sneered, "Not related to me! How can the slaying of demons and devils not concern me, the Young Hero?"

"So what do you want?"

The Big-footed Female Taoist, already annoyed, fumed.

When had the Four Great Paths been this humiliated in the Inner City of Heavenly People?

"Today, I either want to kill you all or be killed by you." Duan Yun said seriously.

He thought his expression was full of Heroic Spirit, but in others' eyes, it looked perfectly wicked.

The Big-footed Female Taoist said, "Everyone, attack together! In my Inner City of Heavenly People, we don't allow Evil Demons to be arrogant!"

"The thing I, the Young Hero, hate the most is slander!"

Saying this, Duan Yun's figure flickered like lightning towards the Big-footed Female Taoist.

His whip hand was even faster than his form!

Duan Yun's palm crackled with electricity, delivering a rapid five-whip strike too swift for the eye to follow.

At this moment, the Big-footed Female Taoist and Little Foot Taoist both screamed "unite hands and feet!" and fused together, colliding with Duan Yun's five successive whips.

Duan Yun's Five Whip had reached the pinnacle of speed, but the two's united hands and feet surprisingly created an effect greater than the sum of its parts, making Duan Yun feel as if dozens of hands and feet were attacking him.

"Today, I'll let you, the arrogant Old Demon, taste our power of Dual Masters of Hand and Foot!"

For a moment, the scene was filled with palm and foot shadows.

They were like a dense net meant to trap Duan Yun.

Dual Masters of Hand and Foot were indeed extraordinary.

"So powerful!"

"I can even smell the sweat from Red Taoist Master's big feet!"

"It's truly fragrant!"

...

The crowd widened their eyes, watching intensely and praising, willing to endure the lash of Palm and Foot Wind tearing at their eyes without blinking.

Seeing Duan Yun besieged, Shen Ying was about to help, but that Little Moustache Taoist stopped her.

"Want to help? See if you aren't the Mud Bodhisattva crossing a river, unable to save yourself."

At this moment, suddenly two cries of pain echoed.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Little Moustache was startled, turning his head to see that the Dual Masters of Hands and Feet had staggered back, both hands and feet marred with clear cuts.

Duan Yun, sword in his left hand, saber in his right, spoke coldly, "Dual Masters of Hand and Foot, huh?"

Speaking, he had already launched the Dual Masters of Sword and Saber towards the two Taoists.

"Perfectly united, huh?"

"Hand Dao, Foot Dao, huh?"

Swish, swish, swish!

With Unparalleled Sword and famous sword in hand, Duan Yun danced out countless afterimages, like two rotating wheels, fiercely towards the two Taoists.

The style he used wasn't particularly skillful, rather the simplest saber technique, "Spinning Saber Flower."

But after numerous duels with experts, Duan Yun had deeply understood the essence that "in the world of martial arts, speed breaks all.".

This saying is hyperbolic but truly elevates a common style to a different level.

Primarily, Duan Yun's sword and saber weren't just fast but also fierce.

Crackling and snapping!

Actually, the Little Foot Taoist and Big-footed Taoist's combined feet were pretty powerful, their force indestructible by blades or spears.

But they encountered the sharpest sword and the sharpest saber.

"Ah!"

The Big-footed Taoist screamed, nearly crashing to the ground.

Someone couldn't help but remind, "There are words on the sole!"

The Big-footed Female Taoist lifted a foot to reveal four large words on the sole: "Fat Lady Pig Feet."

"What Fat Lady Pig Feet! This one's called Heavenly Foot, Beautiful Legs!"

One can only say that women are creatures easily angered.

Especially when discussing what they care most about, they're often most easily enraged.

And this rage often unleashes far greater power than usual, as seen with the women of Yunyu Two States' "Shu Dao San", even if they've never practiced martial arts, they can produce the Poison Palm effect.

At this moment, the Big-footed Female Taoist was utterly livid.

Her two feet turned into flickering shadows, madly kicking at Duan Yun!

Even Duan Yun couldn't help but exclaim "Oh crap!" switching from attack to defense.

The Big-footed Female Taoist's feet were indeed quick, surprisingly so; one foot shadow hadn't disappeared before another charged again, layer upon layer.

And she kept kicking faster and faster, as if injecting all her Life Force into this pair of feet, her life's foot skills.

Thus these feet were no longer ordinary feet, but "Divine Foot."

When she kicked this fiercely, her pants shredded, pieces flying everywhere, snatched up by the bloodthirsty crowd.

"It's Red Taoist Master's fluttering pants!"

"Red Taoist Master's fluttering pants are mine!"

"Mine!"

...

In Heavenly People City, Daoists were revered, and the Four Great Paths even more so.

As the sole woman among the Four Great Paths, Red Taoist Master wasn't unattractive, and her legs were long and straight, making her a goddess among goddesses within and outside Heavenly People City, sparking a fierce scramble.

"Don't bring it over here, buddies!"

At this point, due to the wild exertion, the Red Taoist Master couldn't help but blurt out in her hometown dialect!

Her words abruptly calmed the previously fierce crowd, some even feeling a bit nauseous.

Were these words poisonous?

The crowd was momentarily bewildered.

At this moment, Duan Yun, unexpecting the sudden flare-up, was forced back ten steps.

But ten steps were the Red Taoist Master's limit.

She was kicking by burning life energy, but life always runs out.

At this moment, she was nearing depletion.

The previously airtight assault of Big-footed burst suddenly showed signs of decay.

And to a master like Duan Yun, any flaw was a chance to tear open.

Because he always rose to meet the strong; when the opponent was strong, he could withstand it, so when the opponent weakened, he remained at that intensity, meaning defeat was the other's fate.

With two explosive punches, carrying terrifying Heroic Fire.

The mighty feet of the Red Taoist Master were pierced by Fire Power, turning bright red, filling the air with a charcoal-grilled pig's trotter scent.

"Ah!"

The Red Taoist Master cried, flying, caught by Little Foot Taoist, who instantly felt a powerful twisting force, twisting his body along to avoid being twisted like a pretzel.

But Duan Yun wouldn't give them the chance to land safely, flickering to launch an even deadlier pursuit.

Suddenly, two blue-red flames burst forth, forcing him back with explosive bangs.

Then, Little Moustache Taoist suddenly thrust his chest forward, with two iron tubes protruding from his chest.

These tubes spouted searing flames, formidable in power.

More wondrously, the tubes not only emitted flames but also kept thrumming like two blades, advancing and stabbing at Duan Yun while spouting fire.

Even the fire-playing veteran Duan Yun couldn't help but exclaim, "This really works?"