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Chapter 247: Two demons come out together, Huangshan dragon power. (Please subscribe)

Since the young master of the Iron Sword Sect had been injured by the kick just now, the leaders of the other five sects came to fight head-on.

The heads of these five sects are all masters of their respective sects. They move out at the same time, their true energy surges, and their momentum is naturally extraordinary.

“Fly together!”

Duan Yun punched with his left hand and drew his sword with his right hand.

After spending a long time with Duan Yun, the two naturally had a tacit understanding with him and knew what he was going to do right away.

He wants to "hug them left and right" and "fly together" with them to fight the enemy!
Although Shen Ying and Feng Ling'er were a little unhappy about the addition of one more person, their bodies seemed unable to reject him and moved on their own.

The power of the Sixteen Strange Fists roared like a cannonball, and the lotus Taoist robe on Shen Ying's body fluttered. The power of the Eight Extremes Collapsing Fist spun out and connected with Duan Yun's fist power. From here, the power of the Sixteen Strange Fists was like a rotating cannonball, and the power of the Eight Extremes Collapsing Fist was like a cannon barrel, which made the speed and strength of the fist power even more powerful!

On the other side, Duan Yun's Water Moon sword energy has been entangled with Feng Ling'er's Peach Blossom sword energy. The two sword energies are intertwined with each other like lovers, and their power surges like fire meeting wind.

At this moment, Duan Yun seemed to have a spiritual connection with the two female heroes and became one with them.

It seems that they are all their own wings!

Duan Yun and the two women attacked left and right, flying side by side. The terrifying fist and sword energy attacked, smashing and piercing through the walls of the hall.

If they were really divided by strength, Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying should be inferior to the five sect leaders, but now that they have become Duan Yun's "wings", the result is reversed.

Of the five chief masters who rushed over, one was knocked out by the force of the fist, with sparks rubbing against his butt on the ground, and the remaining three were forced back by the lingering sword energy.

But once Duan Yun's pair of hands took off, there was no sign of stopping.

Sword energy and fist power were unleashed as if they were free, and the air was filled with either brilliant sword light or violent fist marks.

The five chief sect leaders fought hard to resist, but the one who suffered the most was the young master of the Iron Sword Sect who originally wanted to avoid the battle.

Because this guy was the first one to shout when Duan Yun came in, Duan Yun remembered him very much.

The guard of the young master of the Iron Sword Sect was pierced through by the sword energy in an instant, and his face was covered with blood. He reacted quickly and wanted to escape, but the terrifying fist force hit him like a cannonball.

Bang bang bang!
In an instant, more than a dozen fist marks appeared on the young master's body. The fist marks broke his bones and sank into his flesh and blood. His whole body was flying in the air like a rag bag, unable to fall down.

When he fell to the ground, his body seemed to sink a lot and smoke was coming out of his body. It might not be easy for him to survive.

The leaders of the five sects were all shocked, it was obvious that they were being targeted.

Just because he had shouted at Old Demon Duan twice before, he was targeted like this. Old Demon Duan is indeed famous for being petty!

Seeing that Old Demon Duan was flying left and right with great power, the head of Dakong Mountain Sect suggested, "We have to cooperate as well."

The leader of the Qingling Sword Sect is a woman who is about forty or fifty years old, and in the eyes of everyone, she still has charm.

The leader of Dakong Mountain Sect seized the opportunity, jumped over and was ready to join forces with the opponent.

Unfortunately, there seemed to be no tacit understanding between the two sides. The Kongshan sword energy and the Qingling sword light could not become stronger like the combined power of Duan Yun and Feng Ling'er. Instead, they repelled each other.

"Sister, tighten it a little!" the head of Dakong Mountain shouted.

Having said that, he shamelessly pressed his sword forward, and followed suit, pressing very closely, as if he wanted to stick to it like taffy.

At this time, the female headmaster of the Qingling Sword Sect said, "Don't do this, my husband is watching from behind!"

"what?"

The head of Dakong Mountain Sect was shocked and his sword energy became a little chaotic.

As a result, at this moment, a bright and lingering sword energy attacked him. Even though he blocked most of it with his sword, he was still hit in the lower abdomen by the sword energy, and blood splattered.

Duan Yun stood facing the wind, and the air around him showed faint fluctuations, with a faint black color.

"Stop him quickly, he is absorbing the energy of the dead!"

Chen Sanjue, the head of Huangshan Sword Sect, saw this and warned loudly.

After Duan Yun's several rounds of endless electric sword, the ground was already a river of blood and urine, and many people died.

And Duan Yun was absorbing this fresh death energy.

The leaders of the five sects reacted and wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"Die!"

Duan Yun rubbed his hands together, and three sword pillars of deathly energy shot out with a bang.

Fresh death energy and terrifying penetrating power, the three sword pillars pierced through the bodies of the two head masters in an instant. The buttocks of one of the head masters, who was dressed as a Taoist priest, was still bleeding and smoking.

The abbot of the Qingfeng Taoist Temple was sent flying by a punch, his butt rubbing against the ground and burning.

Hearing that he had to stop Old Demon Duan from absorbing the death energy, he ignored his smoking and bleeding butt and rushed in with all his might along the wall he had crashed through. As a result, he was met with a sword pillar that pierced his belly and pushed him to the eaves, hanging there.

"Why, why am I so unlucky."

As soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted and he died.

After this round of rubbing the sword pillar with hands, the five sect leaders were either dead or injured, and only three were still able to maintain their fighting strength.

Suddenly, there was a bright golden light, so bright that it hurt people's eyes.

Duan Yun and "Shuang Yi" couldn't help but step back.

"The sword comes from Huangshan!"

A bright yellow giant sword energy rose from the ground with great momentum.

"Xiaoyu! Come out!"

The Netherworld sword energy flew out, forming the Netherworld Jade Sword Immortal's Dharma image. The jade arms behind Xiaoyu spread out like a peacock spreading its tail, shooting out countless black sword energy fingers.

For a moment, the jade sword energy released by "Lan Que Wei" hit the yellow giant sword's energy like a torrential rain, slowing down its shaking.

"Golden Sword Opens the Mountain!"

The yellow giant sword's energy split into three parts, stabbing towards Duan Yun, Feng Ling'er and Shen Ying respectively.

What he had to do was to separate the three demons and prevent the two female demons from serving as the wings of the old demon Duan.

"flash!"

Duan Yun knew that the real show had begun, and he, Shen Ying and Feng Ling'er were in sync with each other. They flew away in an instant and avoided the Huangshan sword energy.

The leaders of several sects were either dead or injured, and the two female heroes were enough to deal with these evil demons.

However, as veterans of the world, they knew that these were just side dishes. Their biggest enemies were the wife of the headmaster of Huangshan and Chen Sanjue who had just used the powerful yellow sword.

The next moment, there was a loud bang and the ground shook. Duan Yun raised his hand and black body-breaking sword energy gushed out wildly, forming a claw shape.

From here, it looked like he was holding the oncoming yellow giant sword energy with his bare hands.

As he exerted force with his hands, the black body-breaking sword energy spread wildly, and the sword energy of the yellow giant sword was suddenly covered with black cracks and became twisted and deformed.

Chen Sanjue slapped out with his left hand, and the bright yellow sword energy penetrated into the sword energy of the giant sword, turning like a stream of light.

There was a loud bang, and the black sword energy and the yellow sword energy exploded and collapsed at the same time. The ejected sword energy smashed the ground into dense holes.

Chen Sanjue waved his sleeves, and the image of a golden sword mountain appeared behind him. He said, "Old Demon Duan, Chen Sanjue, the head of the Huangshan Sword Sect, is here to learn from you!"

Duan Yun looked at the thicker golden sword in his hand and said, "So you are the Huangshan Demon Chief Chen Sanjue. When you saw the sword in my hand, did you think of your evil demon daughter?"

As he spoke, he raised the Huangshan Golden Sword in his hand.

Chen Sanjue narrowed his eyes slightly and remained calm.

Duan Yun continued, "This sword is easy to use, but it has a bit of a strong smell at first."

"Looking for death!" Chen Sanjue shook his right hand, and the Huangshan Golden Sword made a sharp buzzing sound.

Golden sword over the mountain!

The golden sword energy rolled, and the air flowed like water. In Duan Yun's eyes, the sword energy was like a mountain rolling down, majestic and powerful.

The most eye-catching person in this martial arts conference was naturally Zhao Ling, the wife of the headmaster of the Huangshan Sword School who was to become the leader of the martial arts world, but many people ignored Chen Sanjue behind her.

Chen Sanjue has been relatively low-key over the years and rarely takes action. In fact, he has always been hiding his abilities.

He had already practiced the Huangshan sword technique to the level of sword force as strong as a mountain. On the surface, he seemed not much different from the six sect leaders today. It was nothing more than that he benefited from his wife's influence. In fact, he had already secretly distanced himself from them.

If the heads of these six sects can only be considered average, weak or even below average among the masters of their sect, then he has already been among the top masters.

His wife's destiny's rise blocked his light, but he didn't care because he truly loved her.

Love everything about her, even love her entanglement with other men.

But at this moment, no one can stop his light!
The yellow sword energy rolled over like a mountain, and Duan Yun laughed out loud, "Well done!"

“Body-breaking sword energy is pillar, pillar, pillar, pillar, pillar, pillar!”

The sound sounded like a stuttering repetition and a strange rhythm, but it actually brought an amazing picture.

Duan Yun was seen pushing his body forward, and with every additional "柱" character, there would be an additional sword pillar in front of him.

He said the word "pillar" seven times like a rapper, and in an instant seven sword pillars shot out, blocking the rolling yellow sword energy.

Seeing this, Chen Sanjue said, "Are broken pillars qualified to block the mountain?"

"Mountains beyond mountains!"

As he spoke, the image of the golden sword piercing the mountain behind him suddenly grew larger, emitting a light like the sun shining on a golden mountain, and his entire aura became even more domineering.

"Unity!"

As a result, in just a moment, Duan Yun put his hands together, and the seven sword pillars suddenly merged into one, the color became darker and richer, and brought about a deafening buzzing sound.

At this moment, it seemed as if thousands of wronged souls were wailing in the black sword energy, or tens of thousands of poisonous bees were buzzing, which was extremely terrifying.

With a swish, the mountain-like yellow sword energy was instantly penetrated by the dense and vibrating black sword energy, so the domineering Chen San couldn't help but shout domineeringly: "Madam, help me!"

When he called out these four words, although he reacted extremely quickly and dodged to the side leaving a shadow, he was still hit on the shoulder by the black sword pillar.

In just a moment, the clothes on his shoulders along with his flesh and blood turned into rags, with black sword energy entangled in them.

Chen Sanjue raised his sword and slashed it directly on his shoulder to prevent the sword energy from spreading further.

At this moment, the sword energy column that passed by suddenly turned and attacked him again.

However, the black sword energy column only turned two inches before stopping, because Duan Yun suddenly felt a chill in his heart and sensed the danger, so he unsheathed his gentle knife.

"Sixfold Spring Rain!"

The bright sword light, as if it had been refined by the spring rain, just appeared and then turned dim and blurred in an instant.

Amidst the dense smoke and dust, a dragon-shaped claw mark quickly penetrated the air and collided with it.

This dragon-shaped claw mark was not as bright as the spring rain sword light, nor as majestic as the Huangshan sword energy, but it gave people a momentum that could destroy everything.

No, it's not just momentum!
The six layers of spring rain were defeated in an instant. Duan Yun raised his sword and used his strength to block and protect his side.

There was a loud bang, like a spring thunder.

The emerald green dragon claws struck the gentle blade with overwhelming force. Duan Yun flew out with the blade and rolled on the ground for several times before he could stabilize his body.

The wife of the headmaster of Huangshan Sword Sect stood there, stepping on the ground with her dragon feet. The ground cracked and the cracks spread like a spider web.

She stood there with a mocking look in her eyes, as if she hadn't moved.

When the dragon claw came out, it was truly extraordinary.

Duan Yun couldn't help but twist his left arm, only to feel extremely numb and sore.

"Madam, facing such evil heretics, we don't need to talk about the moral code of the martial world."

"Revenge for Ying'er!"

As soon as these five words came out, Zhao Ling's originally mocking eyes were instantly filled with needle-like malice.

The next moment, they moved and were ready to join forces to deal with Duan Yun.

As a result, Duan Yun moved before them.

He slid and like a stream of light, he slid into the depths of the hall.

The disciples of the six sects were either killed or injured by the electric shock. Those who were lucky had already run to a slightly outer position to watch the fight. The disciples of the Huangshan Sword Sect did not flee because their master and mistress were there, and they were the backbone of this martial arts conference, so they stood further inside.

As a result, at this moment, they could only watch Old Devil Duan slide over.

"Duan, Mr. Duan!"

“Run oh oh oh oh~~~~~”

Duan Yun was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Just as the Huangshan Sword Sect disciples in front of them were about to disperse, they were connected into one by black lightning, and their voices began to tremble violently.

At this time, Zhao Ling and Chen Sanjue had caught up.

As a result, almost at the same time, a sound of "Oh!" was heard.

The Huangshan Sword Sect disciples were shaking and urinating at the same time, like a volley of arrows.

Zhao Ling and Chen Sanjue paused, then quickly used their true energy to resist.

The flying urine was instantly bounced away by their powerful true qi and turned into urine mist.

Suddenly, a slightly yellowish mist appeared in the main hall of Juxianzhuang.

But this slowness turned into Duan Yun's speed!

The current Huangshan Sword Sect disciple was trembling and urinating due to the electric shock, while the Huangshan disciples behind were still retreating.

But no matter how fast they retreated, could they be as fast as the nameless young hero?

When Duan Yun jumped into the crowd, the black lightning had connected people together again.

Just as Zhao Ling and Chen Sanjue turned around and rushed over, another fierce rain of urine arrows attacked them.

At this moment, the onlookers realized that Old Demon Duan was bullying the weak to the extreme. It was as if if Zhao Ling kicked him once, he would shock a group of Huangshan disciples, and if Zhao Ling wanted to kick him a second time, he would do it again.

Thus, within a short period of time, nearly a hundred disciples of the Huangshan Sword Sect were electrocuted and rushed wildly, regardless of gender.

Duan Yun did this, of course, to delay.

You know, this Chen Sanjue belongs to the Murong brothers.

But at this time, the Murong brothers had not appeared yet!
It was because the Murong brothers were stuffing people in, or rather, they were being stuffed in.

If you want to be as hidden as possible, it's really not easy to squeeze in with your body alone.

With a loud bang, a terrifying dragon-shaped force swept out, and the Huangshan disciple who was peeing was shattered along with the urine.

Zhao Ling no longer cared whether he was a disciple or not. She was furious and wanted Old Demon Duan to die!
Duan Yun was indeed blocked as he did not expect the other party to be so cruel and ruthless.

As a result, at this moment, a bright knife light suddenly flew over, spinning and looking very sinister.

Brother Murong from Sai is here!

(End of this chapter)