Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 249: A decision of victory or defeat, and of life or death! (Request for subscription)
The headmaster's wife, Zhao Ling, sucked several men under her skirt with a look of satisfaction on her face.

When Chen Sanjue, the head of Huangshan Sword Sect, saw this scene, his expression became even more satisfied.

At this moment, the two were in high spirits, and even the intensity of the true qi they emitted became much stronger.

Such a result was beyond the expectations of Duan Yun and the Murong brothers.

You have to know that in the past, whoever was hit by the "endless hatred" of the Murong brothers, no matter if they were men or women, would be in great chaos and would suffer immensely whether their lover interfered or not.

But at this time, the crazy couple seemed to have found supreme pleasure from it, and even improved their skills through it.

"Keep going! Keep going!"

"More!"

"Give me three knives!"

Chen Sanjue looked at the Murong brothers fanatically and shouted.

At this moment, the Murong brothers felt horrified.

This is the first time I have encountered someone who actively asked for a knife.

"Eat shit, you!"

Brother Murong's jade knife made a humming sound and slashed forward!

Naturally, this knife does not carry the meaning of lingering hatred, so the knife energy is not green.

Chen Sanjue flicked the sword in his hand, and the golden sword energy instantly swallowed up the knife energy, and he shouted excitedly: "Green Knife Old Demon, your knife energy is not pure!"

"Can you do it?"

"If you don't, I'm going to kill you!"

Honestly speaking, not being able to freely use the green knife, which they are good at, is like cutting off an arm for the Murong brothers.

So, Brother Murong gritted his teeth and said, "Then I will give you a ride!"

In just a moment, his emerald green hair fluttered like green water plants in a lake, and the blade vibrated, forming a green blade energy.

Seeing the green light emanating from the blade, Chen San couldn't help but yelled, "Give it to me!"

As he spoke, he flashed and rushed over.

With a swish, the green blade energy turned into three circles and slashed out.

The sword energy was emerald green, which was very attractive to Chen Sanjue, but it was also mixed with a sharp edge.

Since the other party likes his green knife so much, he must bear the damage.

Seeing this, Chen Sanjue turned his waist seductively and used the Huihui Fengwu Willow Sword again.

The green sword energy of the Murong brothers was instantly weakened and bound by the willow-like sword energy.

When the green sword energy became a little dimmer, Chen Sanjue kicked out, and the sword energy stagnated and entered his legs.

Chen San couldn't help showing an expression of enjoyment. He licked his lips with his tongue and asked enthusiastically, "Anything else?"

"any left!"

As he said this, he turned around to look at his wife who was sucking the man while fighting with Duan Yun, and waves of energy surged around him.

Abnormal!

Even though Brother Murong had been considered one of the most perverted demons in the past decade for a long time, and he sometimes thought of himself as a pervert, at this moment he felt that Chen Sanjue was a pervert.

Before the Murong brothers could draw their swords, Chen Sanjue attacked with violent force.

There was a thud, like a war hammer hitting a muffled drum.

The Huangshan Golden Sword and the Jade Moon Knife collided, and sparks flew like rain.

The Murong brothers only felt a huge force coming at them, and they flew out like a cannonball and smashed through the wall.

He slid forward with his knife, steadied his body, and spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling something was not good.

This guy's martial arts skills were originally more powerful than his, but after being hit by his green knife, the injury had little impact on him. Instead, he became even stronger.

It was as if his green knife was the opponent's accelerator.

Seeing the smoke and dust flowing in the human-shaped hole that he had crashed into, it seemed that Chen Sanjue had come again.

Brother Murong then draws his sword!

For some reason, he still used the green knife this time!

With a clang sound, this time, after the emerald green blade energy was blocked by the Huangshan Golden Sword, it was actually caught in Chen Sanjue's hand.

The greenness in the sword energy was absorbed again. The greener Chen Sanjue's face turned, the stronger his fighting spirit became.

"Give you another tooth!"

Before Chen Sanjue could fully digest it, the Murong brothers attacked him again with their swords.

Chen Sanjue takes it again!
When the green sword energy entered his body, Chen Sanjue felt an explosive feeling of pleasure.

"Come again!"

The Murong brothers panted and swung their swords again.

This knife still carries a green color, turning into an arc like a bright moon.

Chen Sanjue used his old trick again, twisting his waist and launching the Huihui Huifeng Wuliu Sword to contain the sword energy of the Murong brothers, and then madly absorbed it.

In the eyes of the crowd of onlookers, the Murong brothers had been completely suppressed, and it could even be said that they had failed.

He is now just like his sword energy, completely becoming a plaything of Huangshan's head master Chen Sanjue.

I have to say that Chen Sanjue must be something to be Zhao Ling's man.

But this time, Chen Sanjue, who absorbed the sword energy, suddenly turned pale and showed a painful expression.

Yes, no one noticed that when the Murong brothers swung their swords, the endless hatred in their eyes suddenly turned into innocence, just like the spring rain outside the small building.

The small building listened to the spring rain all night!

Chen Sanjue, who was originally absorbing the green energy of the sword, was suddenly injected with the pure love of "Listening to the Spring Rain in the Small Building All Night". It was like the poles of yin and yang, and fire was burning in the ice, catching him off guard.

In just a moment, he remembered his first meeting with Zhao Ling.

They were all very young at that time, and all of them were young geniuses.

The first time he saw Zhao Ling, he fell in love with the figure holding a green sword and standing under the bright peach blossoms.

Afterwards, they traveled together, wearing fine clothes and riding horses, and seeing all kinds of flowers.

On that rainy night, they drank wine on a small boat in Daming Lake, using lotus leaves as wine glasses. They threw a leaf after each glass of wine until they were drunk and hugged each other in the boat.

At that time, he only had her in his eyes, and she only had herself in her eyes.

But what happened next?
Then it changed!
Since their lives gradually became dull, they began to look for excitement.

So, the scene of them hugging each other on the boat, just the lovers, and the scene of him standing outside the window watching his wife playing with others overlapped.

The more such images overlap, the more dazzling it becomes, just like ink mixed into white water.

why!
why!
It hurts, it hurts!

The clearer those loyal loves and memories were, the more the subsequent stimulation hurt his heart.

Why not be loyal!

Those who are not faithful are not worthy of love!

Unconsciously, Chen Sanjue had grasped that place tightly, using a force that seemed to crush it.

Suddenly, he reacted.

Oh no, this knife is poisonous!

If the green knife of the Murong brothers is honey to him, then the "Listening to the Spring Rain in the Small Building All Night" mixed in at this moment is like arsenic mixed in the honey.

When he reacted, the Murong brothers had already raised their swords to chop him!

The swirling spring rain blade cut through the air like the wind.

Even though Chen Sanjue was alert and moved, he was still half a beat slow.

An arm detached from the body and flew high into the air, the cut being as smooth as a mirror.

In just a moment, Chen Sanjue was left with only his left arm. On the other side, Brother Murong's buttocks began to twist again.

After a successful strike, he became coquettish again.

Even though one arm was broken, the piercing heartache still lingered in Chen Sanjue's heart.

At this moment, he was in a whirlpool of pure love and greenery.

Brother Murong would not give him a chance to breathe, and continued to gasp for breath and use the Jingzhe among the Twelve Spring Rains!
The switch between offense and defense was too fast, comparable to the switch between the Murong brothers' Green Knife and Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building at One Night. The onlookers could not keep up with the pace for a while.

How could the Green Knife Demon, who was originally treated as a toy, suddenly cut off one of Chen San's hands with a single strike?
At this point in the battle, the Murong brothers were also approaching their physical limits, gasping for breath, and felt that the hot air they exhaled was burning their lungs!

At the critical moment, Chen Sanjue concentrated his mind, dodged the swift knife, and kicked the Murong brothers away.

The next moment, there was a loud bang.

He crushed his brother to pieces, his hands covered in blood as he said, "Madam, no matter what, I will love you for ten thousand years!"

As he spoke, he raised the blood in his hand and his eyes became firm again.

"Old Demon Green Knife, this is true love!"

"You don't understand love at all!"

Chen Sanjue roared, and raised the Huangshan Golden Sword with his left hand, which was not good at holding the sword, and stabbed at the Murong brothers!

"fart!"

"I understand love best!"

The Murong brothers retorted and rushed forward with swords raised.

He had been through so many painful and tangled relationships, and finally found love, yet someone dared to question that he didn't understand love!
It’s unforgivable!
There was a loud bang, the swords collided, and the overflowing energy roared, knocking the nearby onlookers to the ground.

The clash of swords did not determine the winner, but the two bodies collided with each other.

With a bang, the moment the two grown men's bodies collided, there was a sound of broken flesh and bones.

The next moment, the two men who were shouting love fell down.

On the other side, the battle between Zhao Ling and Duan Yun has reached a white-hot stage.

It can be seen from the fact that the man who was sucked under Zhao Ling's skirt was emitting white smoke all over his body and foaming at the mouth when he fell to the ground, and he died suddenly soon after.

Especially after seeing her husband's body being crushed there and falling to the ground at the same time as the Green Knife Demon, Zhao Ling's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Endless Electric Sword!"

The black lightning once again rushed into the Huangshan Sword Sect disciples who thought they had escaped, and the ejected electric light also hit Zhao Ling.

But the endless electric swords that bound countless people only made her pause for a moment and could not stop her!
Boom!
The big stone pillar in Chengde Hall was kicked by her dragon foot and then smashed towards Duan Yun with a roar.

The hall already had several broken or collapsed pillars. When this large stone pillar was kicked off, the hall could not bear the weight and half of it collapsed.

Seeing the stone pillar coming at him, Duan Yun crossed the sword in his hands and pushed them forward like scissors, intending to clamp the stone pillar.

But the power of the stone pillar was so strong that the moment it made contact, tremendous force surged in.

For a moment, it seemed as if a huge wave of thunder and lightning was about to smash him to pieces.

Duan Yun endured the pain in his flesh and blood, his ears moved, and his eyes became extremely solemn.

He had already sensed that behind the broken pillar was an even more powerful dragon force.

Deadly dragon power!
Duan Yun's eyes suddenly flashed with lightning, or in other words, in the eyes of those onlookers, Duan Yun's body was suddenly covered with thick lightning, as if he was bathing in thunder!
"Turn!"

"Electromagnetic sword field of 100,000 horses!"

"Fuck it!"

Without any hesitation, Duan Yun released a trump card!
The electromagnetic sword field expanded in an instant, and the air condensed, as if becoming tangible and heavy.

The roaring stone pillars and the rubble that broke away from them froze in place in an instant, and behind them, the headmaster's wife Zhao Ling, who was surrounded by dragon energy and whose emerald dragon feet were as powerful as a hot knife through butter, also paused.

The thick lightning bolts were like flickering chains, trapping her body, and she seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

"Sword Field!"

"It's a sword arena!"

"A sword field composed of lightning and sword energy! Heaven is unfair! The old demon who has done so many evil things can actually practice sword skills."

With a snap, a crazy and indignant swordsman was struck by lightning from the sword field before he could even finish his words, and was instantly electrocuted into darkness.

He died quickly, his body was like coal, and so was his face.

Therefore, his coal-like face still retained an expression of madness and indignation, as if he was still complaining about the injustice of heaven, accusing the person who had trained to such a sword field was not a swordsman like him, but an old devil like Duan Yun who had committed so many evil things!

In the eyes of knowledgeable swordsmen, this sword field is already invincible, but there is an exception.

Zhao Ling, who has refined two dragon essences, is an exception.

Everything in the rotating sword field seemed to have been frozen, but Zhao Ling did not.

Although her speed dropped sharply, she was still able to move!
There was a series of explosions.

The lightning that bound her had been shattered. The green dragon feet were turning in the lightning, as if they were being refined. The dragon roar brought out by the energy was distorted through the sword field, and it sounded like a shrill ghost howl.

"Old Demon Duan, die!"

Still in this terrifying sword field, Zhao Ling's eyes still maintained absolute confidence and arrogance as if looking down on all living beings.

She is God!

Duan Yun's breath was as fast as an arrow, and just like the Murong brothers just now, he only felt the fire burning.

If you want to burn, just burn!
"Xiao Qing!"

"Come out!"

Xiaoyu's long flowing hair instantly turned into two fluttering ponytails, and her black dress exuded a combination of blue and white.

In just one breath, Xiaoyu and Xiaoqing's Dharma images completed the transformation, incredibly smoothly.

"Thousands of trees!"

"Xia Huo Lian!"

"Damn it! Damn it! Bloom!"

Duan Yun roared with veins bulging on his forehead.

In the electromagnetic sword field where thunder and lightning roared, he looked as if he was swallowing and spitting out thunder and lightning.

At the same time, an extremely bright fire lotus bloomed in the thunder and lightning.

The huge stone pillar that had just attacked was instantly shattered by the fire lotus, burned black, and scattered like ashes, and Zhao Ling's green dragon feet also turned red in an instant, as if they were burned.

"what!"

Zhao Ling let out an ear-piercing scream, circulated the Dragon Yuan Qi in her body to its maximum, and continued to attack forward.

Both sides know that victory or defeat depends on this!
The dragon's foot pierced through the lightning, pierced the fire lotus, and smashed towards Duan Yun without hesitation!

It seems like nothing in the world can stop it!
Many Huangshan Sword Sect disciples who had eaten dragon meat, Madam Zhao Ling's big bootlicker Zhuang Juxian and others, as well as many martial arts heroes who liked feet, saw this scene and reached some unspeakable state.

There are no more beautiful feet in the world!

But this is not without cost.

As she passed through the lightning and the Chivalrous Fire Lotus, her flawless dragon scales began to break and detach, and the dragon flesh inside turned black and peeled off into ash.

Thousands of fire lotuses bloomed, as if to burn everything.

But Zhao Ling's dragon foot still penetrated the sea of ​​fire. When it reached Duan Yun, although it was very slow, it still locked onto Duan Yun's aura with overwhelming force.

With a snap, Duan Yun's left hand was hit by the dragon's foot. The dragon's power rushed into it, and his entire arm was twisted and deformed.

But at this time, Duan Yun's right hand had already punched out!
The most violent punch!

A chivalrous fire lotus was attached to the fist, and the fist force penetrated into Zhao Ling's other leg, the other leg that was not a dragon foot. The flame directly ignited it, and at the same time water emerged from the fire.

That was the water coming out of Zhao Ling!

In this desperate punch, Young Master Duan added the Fengliu Finger Force!

(End of this chapter)