Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 188: Girl, I'm going to smash your butt teeth! (Please subscribe and give me monthly tickets)
At night, Young Master Murong and Young Master Duan looked at each other, and a battle was about to break out.

Brother Murong's hair was dyed green and fluttering. He picked up a piece of wood from under the bed and made knife-like gestures.

Duan Yun was holding a rolling pin in his hand and making sword gestures.

At their level, a wooden board or a rolling pin can both be used as weapons, it’s just a matter of how convenient it is to use.

Under normal circumstances, the Murong brothers would definitely not compete with Duan Yun.

Because no one knows the horror of Old Demon Duan better than him.

The horror of Duan Lao Mo is that he can send you to heaven or hell without you realizing it.

His sister Feng Ling'er was affected by this guy's fists. She felt like she was in hell and wanted to die, but she was healed by his finger techniques and shivering. The process was like heaven.

A thought of gods and demons is the portrayal of Duan Yun.

Thinking of their sister's situation, the Murong brothers' hair turned even greener.

Yes, he usually doesn’t dare to compete with Duan Yun.

But dare now!
Because he suffered too many blows tonight and the pain in his heart was too intense, he became stronger!
His lingering sword intent and the sword power he realized when he was in pain all reached their peak at this moment.

This moment is when he and Old Demon Duan will have their final battle in the gatehouse's bedroom!

Thinking of this, the Murong brothers were filled with vigor and their sword intent surged like a tide.

He even thought of the legend of the decisive battle on the top of Bauhinia in the martial arts world!

Suddenly, he made a move!

The wooden board was chopped horizontally, the knife intent circled, and there was no wind in the room, but suddenly there was.

The wind was not strong, but at this moment it turned invisible into visible, like real fog, but Duan Yun could clearly feel the terrible malice.

Duan Yun raised the rolling pin in his hand, and sword energy overflowed from his body, like smoke and mist, meeting the terrifying knife wind.

With a click, almost at the same time, the rolling pin and the wooden board met.

The sword winds and sword energy of both sides intertwined, and even their thoughts met at this time.

The next moment, the Murong brothers’ hair fluttered like water plants in the water, and the wooden board was lifted up.

This strike carried with it the spinning sword intent of seven layers of spring rain.

Duan Yun floated upwards like a kite, clenched his left fist, and threw out twelve of the sixteen strange punches one after another.

The boxing technique was compared with the Seventh Layer Spring Rain, and as the boxing intention grew, it gradually gained the upper hand.

The next moment, the Murong brothers started twisting their buttocks.

He liked to swim while lying on the ground, and because of his habit of twisting his buttocks, he had long since mastered this "swimming technique".

Duan Yun moved his fists faster and faster, continuing to attack.

Duan Yun's room was quite narrow, and the two men were undercover after all, so they could not expose themselves, so both sides focused more on intention than force. Otherwise, with their Qi cultivation, not to mention Duan Yun's room, even the hillside next door would have exploded in an instant.

As a result, the situation in the house seemed a little weird for a while.

I saw two people, one holding a rolling pin, the other holding a broken wooden board, one twisting his hip quickly, and the other punching quickly. From a distance, it looked like they were dancing in a couple.

The key point is that the two men fought so fiercely, but there was no sound. Except for the flying smoke and dust around, nothing was affected. It was like a silent pantomime.

The scene even seems a little funny, but only the two people in it know the horror of it.

After all, an old demon with a green knife wants the other party to be stained with green for his endless hatred, and a young hero Duan with chivalrous spirit wants to make the other party lose his soul and become a hero.

During the process, the two even felt that the other's thoughts were about to penetrate into their bodies, but they were immediately forced out.

Especially Brother Murong, although he is now in the peak state of vitality, compared with Old Demon Duan's sword and fist skills, he is ultimately inferior to those who only rely on swordsmanship and body skills.

For a moment, he felt a lingering hatred and wanted to be a hero.

But he is a hero himself.

No, the most terrifying thing was that the gloomy and soul-stirring fist intent went straight into his heart, making his resentful mood even worse.

He felt that if he continued like this, he would be better off dead.

Anyway, no matter whether it is my sister or the female sword fairy, all they bring to me is sadness.

As miserable and sad as a clown under the bed.

He will never have a sweet love again in his life!
He pursued it all his life, but never got it.

For a moment, he felt so miserable that he even wanted to write a big word "miserable" on his thigh.

The Murong brothers realized that this was caused by Duan Yun's fist, but it was like a flood breaking through a dam, and it was too late to stop it.

Just when his mind was destroyed and he was about to carve something on his leg, with a loud crash, the wooden board in his hand and the rolling pin in Duan Yun's hand broke at the same time.

The Murong brothers suddenly woke up, gasping for breath.

What a risk, what a risk.

He almost carved the word "miserable" on his leg, and also the words "never as good as Young Master Duan", but fortunately it ended.

But at this time, Duan Yun was still eager to try and excited, and his boxing looked like he was dancing.

"Even without weapons, we can still continue." Duan Yun said excitedly.

At this moment, the Murong brothers turned around and faced Duan Yun with their backs.

"It's too late. I have to guard the gate tomorrow and I haven't brushed my teeth yet. I can only say that you are really not bad."

Having said that, he turned his back to Duan Yun and walked away.

Duan Yun looked at his back as he left gracefully and murmured, "He still pretended."

The moment they returned to their room, the Murong brothers closed the door in the blink of an eye and gasped for breath.

What a risk, what a risk!
I was too impulsive just now and actually took the initiative to provoke Old Devil Duan.

But then, thinking of what they had just experienced in the room, the Murong brothers' eyes suddenly lost focus.

What are you afraid of? The worst that can happen is death!
The way I am now, I might as well be dead.

He lay on the bed, recalling the tragic experience under the bed, recalling his sister Feng Ling'er's disgust for him and her infatuation with Duan Yun, recalling the shiver they had shared, the sword intent and the greenness on his head were growing again.

The Murong brothers had tears in their eyes.

He knew that as long as the sword intent continued to grow like this, he would be able to defeat the old demon Duan sooner or later!

Duan Yun, I have understood the true meaning of continuing to become stronger, what about you?

Can you continue to get stronger?

But he had to admit that Old Devil Duan was really perverted!

He almost fell for his sword energy and fist skills, and had words carved on his legs. The thought of it made him scared.

Well, he can only wait until his sword power reaches a higher level before challenging Old Demon Duan.

"This hatred is endless, give me a higher value!"

The Murong brothers continued to recall their miserable past and sharpened their swords in pain.
In the room, Duan Yun couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

He just clenched his right hand into a sword finger and shot out a green sword energy, which poked a hole in the ground.

The sword energy of the Murong brothers was indeed poisonous, and it actually affected his state of mind.

Fortunately, he knew the "forced poison" sword move, which allowed him to withstand the erosion of the green poison.

The old devil Murong is really too perverted!

If there is a next time, he will have to find a wide area and use his ultimate move directly, knocking this guy to the ground, pressing his acupoints hard, and not giving the opponent any chance to attack!

Young Master Duan summed up his experience and thought.

Afterwards, brothers Duan Yun and Murong gradually adapted to the life of doormen.

Duan Yun is sometimes very busy. After all, a doorman not only has to guard the door, but also has to sweep the floor, wash clothes, and treat the female practitioners of the Qiongling Sect.

Here, he even felt the time when he was a corporate slave and was exploited by his boss in his previous life.

And the Murong brothers are also very busy.

He was busy improving his emerald green sword power at night, and he had to hide the green power in his hair before dawn.

Of course, he would go outside Duan Lao Mo's door from time to time to eavesdrop on him treating the female sword fairy. It was understandable that he was busy. Becoming stronger ultimately requires a price.

At the Guanyin Temple, two female disciples of the Qiongling Sect kneel in front of the Guanyin statue.

Sect leader Gu Xue stood behind them wearing a mask and said calmly, "You can't control your lust because your mind is not at peace. If you are not at peace, your heart is not sincere. Repent to Bodhisattva Guanyin and you will find peace."

Two Qiongling sect disciples respectfully picked up the incense on the table, lit it, bowed and inserted it, then began to meditate and repent.

Smoke rose in the hall and everything became like a dream.

Two women from the Qiongling Sect sat there, looking at the statue of Guanyin with even more solemn expressions.

Because in the curling smoke, they even felt that the tall stone statue of Guanyin came alive and was looking at them with compassion.

Gradually, as their repentance deepened, their eyes began to lose focus.

Neither of them noticed that their master was currently placing his mouth on top of their heads, absorbing something.

The smell mixed with the smoke in the Zen temple, so that the faces of the three people became blurred for a moment.

Half an hour later, with the sound of a finger snap, the two female disciples suddenly opened their eyes.

They were pleasantly surprised to find that the lust that had been difficult to suppress before had actually eased a lot.

They hurriedly thanked the master. Gu Xue, still wearing the mask and looking mysterious, said, "The one you should thank is Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The two men thanked Bodhisattva Guanyin again before leaving.

After the two disciples left, the door of the hall was closed.

The Buddha lamp went out and everything became quiet and dark.

Gu Xue, who was sitting in front of the Buddha statue, suddenly shook and came to the head of the Guanyin statue.

Her whole body was lightly pressed on Guanyin's head, and strangely, her mouth was touching Guanyin's.

For a moment, the Guanyin statue seemed to come alive, and its lips slightly opened.

In this dim environment, the picture looks weird and scary for a moment.

A faint breath, like smoke or fog, entered Guanyin's lips.

It lasted for a whole incense stick of time before the lonely snow slowly fell down.

Even though she was wearing a mask on her face, you could see that her neck, ears and neck were red, as if this Guanyin statue could really satisfy her desires.

After a while, the Guanyin statue let out a sigh.

"Today I feel a little happy and Zen. Why didn't your disciples' Qi have any flavor a few days ago?"

Gu Xue sat there, staring at the Guanyin statue with burning eyes, and said, "I have checked, and those disciples have not slacked off in their cultivation."

“It’s time for one of your three disciples who went out to receive guests to come back. Only they are pure enough.” The Guanyin statue continued.

Gu Xue said faintly: "I will let them come back."

"Three consecutive disciples have no Zen spirit. Are you not good at disciplining them?"

Gu Xue seemed a little aggrieved and said, "I have specifically investigated those people and they have not slacked off in their practice. However, according to my confidant, their temperaments have changed."

"What is the change?" asked the Guanyin statue.

"Becoming aloof and arrogant, or in other words, humble."

"Down?"

"Yes, down."

"Is there a disciple under your tutelage who has this kind of personality?"

"That's really true."

"I remember she didn't eat fish."

"Yes."

"This kid is so unteachable, could it be her doing?"

Gu Xue said, "She doesn't have that ability."

At this moment, Gu Xue's tone was no longer condescending, but instead contained some of the jealousy of a woman.

"She is useless to me. You should get rid of her."

“However, Yu Zhenzhen is the only one in the sect who has the chance to comprehend the great skill of the founder. I have yet to see the true power of that skill.”

"As the leader of a sect, what kind of skills are you lacking?" asked the Guanyin statue.

Gu Xue remained silent.

"I understand. But no matter what, we must not ruin our plan."

"You know, I can only rely on you."

After hearing what the Guanyin statue said, Gu Xue's eyes in the mask became even more fiery, and she said, "I know. I will find out about the change in my disciple's temperament."

After that, the Guanyin statue stopped speaking.

At night, Duan Yun lay on the bed to rest.

The hard work these days made him feel a little tired.

This woman from the Qiongling Sect is really hard to subdue. No, it should be said that she is hard to cure.

There were a few in particular who looked like they wanted to bite him, and the true energy in their bodies also seemed to be biting people.

However, the doctor has a kind heart. Seeing the female sword fairies who were trapped in the fog and desire become pure again because of him, he has a strong sense of accomplishment.

The so-called sense of accomplishment of "persuading a prostitute to become a good woman" is probably just this.

It was already midnight tonight, and still no female cultivator from the Qiongling Sect had come to see him, which showed that he could now take a rest.

As a result, at this moment, he suddenly found someone coming.

No way, it’s so late, is he really stealing someone?
Da da
There was a gentle knock on the door. Before Duan Yun could respond, the bolt jiggled and the person outside came in on his own initiative.

The person who came had a high ponytail, was beautiful and domineering, it was Yu Zhenzhen.

Duan Yun saw this and complained, "Senior Sister Yu, are you being so rude now? You are breaking into the concierge's bedroom at night."

Yu Zhenzhen looked at him and complained, "Do you think I'm willing to come to your shabby place in the middle of the night?"

"Master is checking on you. You need to leave as soon as possible."

"Investigate me? I'm Xu Xian, a doorman. I sweep the floor, wash clothes and save people. If you investigate me, you have to give me a raise." Duan Yun said confidently.

Yu Zhenzhen sighed and said, "Your medical skills are really good. You can handle diseases that even miracle doctors can't cure. But the Qiongling Sect is not that simple. It might be dangerous for you to stay here."

"I'm not afraid." Duan Yun responded.

Yu Zhenzhen looked at Duan Yun with her beautiful eyes that were slightly shortsighted and said, "Why do you have to be so reckless? Even if you are interested in me, you don't have to risk your life.

Besides, no matter how much you admire me, I will not agree to your request. I am a natural born female swordsman. I will love swords all my life and will not have those thoughts about a doctor."

Duan Yun: “I”

"No matter what you say, it's useless. I advise you to give up as soon as possible." Yu Zhenzhen interrupted him and said.

Hearing this, Duan Yun clenched his fists.

What a lowly girl! I am just obsessed with saving your fellow disciples who are sick.

"By the way, pack up quickly. You have to leave even if you don't want to. Don't force me or I will knock you out and take you away by force." Yu Zhenzhen said domineeringly.

At this time, Duan Yun simply acted like a rogue and said, "I won't leave. If you want to take me away by force, you can try."

Yu Zhenzhen sighed and said, "I just said a few words to you, why did you fall so deeply into it?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Yun's forehead veins throbbed.

Even if you don't take me away by force today, I'm still going to spank you, a lowly woman!
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