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Chapter 332: Kill Gods When You Meet Them! I Want to Be a Hero! (Subscription Request)
The three fat women connected together and launched a triple attack, rushing down like a mountain of flesh.

When the attack came, the fat on their bodies seemed to come alive, surging like waves, looking evil and terrifying.

Duan Yun's body had been shrouded by their shadows, and even if he wanted to retreat now, it was too late.

At this time, he swiftly picked up the bench under his buttocks and raised his hand to say, "I'll hit you!"

In order to deal a terrifying blow from the meat mountain, Duan Yun used a simple and unpretentious stool strike.

In the underworld, stool hitting is a very common method of attack, which is widely spread among ruffians and hooligans who have not yet entered the underworld.

But at this moment, facing the terrible attack of the Flesh Bodhisattva, Duan Yun still used this ordinary move.

The bench hit the three mountains of meat three times in a row.

Compared with the prestige of the Flesh Bodhisattva, these three smashes were a bit like an ant trying to shake a tree, but the strange thing was that the three meat mountains of the Flesh Bodhisattva were smashed violently and flew out like a flesh bomb.

The entire floor of the teahouse sank, but it was not actually broken through.

It can be said that Duan Yun bore all the burden from these three tanks.

Everyone was stunned, as if the bench in Duan Yun's hand had some magical power that could easily dissolve the opponent's attack.

This is all because he added rotation.

The rotating spring rain knife force turned out from the bench. It did not have the sharpness of the blade, but it had a soft force.

This soft force was so powerful that it directly knocked the three flesh Buddhas away.

The rotating meat Bodhisattvas collided with each other, and the fat collided heavily, creating a wave-like sound.

With a loud bang, they crashed into the mountain wall on the side of the road, as if they had turned into a mountain of flesh.

Such a collision would certainly shatter bones and flesh for an ordinary person, but for a flesh-and-blood Bodhisattva, it would be no problem at all.

The fat is so thick that it is difficult to damage its roots.

Their heads were a little dizzy, but as their fat bodies twisted rhythmically, they managed to stand up.

However, this standing position only lasted for a moment, because Duan Yun came over again with the stool.

The flesh Buddha who had just stood up was knocked to the ground again in an instant.

This time, Duan Yun hit them on the head.

The fleshy Bodhisattvas are covered in fat, but their heads are relatively normal, yet they do not have bloody heads.

Because of this, the fat on their bodies had already surged onto their faces and heads, layer upon layer, quite thick, and able to resist the attack.

However, Duan Yun's stool with the power of a rotating knife still made them dizzy.

What was even more terrifying to the Three Flesh Bodhisattvas was that they soon felt pain.

In the air, Duan Yun's boots had already been thrown into Leng Yimeng's hands.

The moment Leng Yimeng put his boots against his chest, Duan Yun had already jumped up.

"Toe sword!"

"Liantian!"

Suddenly, dense sounds of breaking through the air were heard in the air. Duan Yun's feet turned into phantoms and brought out snow-white sword energy.

The toe swords broke through the air madly and were very dense.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream was heard.

The cry was frightening.

The two flesh-bodhisattva sisters were especially terrified.

Because they had recognized that this was Junior Sister's voice, it also meant that Junior Sister's solid fat had been broken!
You know, although the junior sister is not very skilled, her talent is far beyond theirs, which means that she is not much weaker than the two of them.

In the eyes of everyone, the shadows of Duan Yun's feet merged into one, and the sword energy kicked out by his toes was like a torrential rain.

Duan Yun knew that the flesh of this Meat Buddha was thick and strange, but everything was relative.

Ordinary people in the martial arts world cannot break their defense because they are not fast or sharp enough.

In the blink of an eye, Duan Yun had already thrown out more than twenty toe swords, and each toe sword hit the same position, which was the nose of the flesh Bodhisattva.

Under such a terrifying and continuous attack, even the thickest fat of the Meat Bodhisattva would be broken.

The toe sword smashed into the flesh bodhisattva's face like a nail, and white grease flew out, followed by blood, red, blue, and purple, just like a dyeing shop.

The other two fleshy Bodhisattvas had already climbed up flexibly. The fat on their fat hands squirmed, forming strips of meat like the roots of an old tree, and smashed towards Duan Yun's back.

The blow was powerful, but Qingni'an's martial arts was quite strange. It did not make any sound in the first and middle stages, until the last stage, when it hit Duan Yun's back like a whistling cannonball.

As a result, Duan Yun didn't even turn his head, as if he had eyes on his back, he spun around, and his body, stuck to the two whistling fists, crashed into the faces of the two flesh-and-blood Bodhisattvas!

"too slow."

As soon as the voice fell, Duan Yun's knees had already hit the fat faces of the two fleshy Bodhisattvas heavily.

The fat was shaking into waves, and three broken teeth flew out of it.

Yes, even though they tried their best and used their true energy to mobilize their fat to block the attack, they still couldn't stop it.

This guy's strength is really too strong.

Even some famous masters in the world find it difficult to have such strength.

Who is this guy?
Although Duan Yun succeeded in knocking out the opponent's teeth with his knee, he still felt that the effect was far worse than he had imagined.

It can only be said that having thick skin does have advantages. If it happened to someone else, it would have been a fatal injury, but for these three fleshy Bodhisattvas, it was just an injury.

but
"Fortunately, this young hero has both a sword and a sharp fang!"

Duan Yun jumped up and drew his sword!
"Sword! Blade!"

"wind!"

"Violent!"

As he fell from the sky, the sword in his hand had turned into a whirlwind and smashed straight towards the two flesh-bodhisattva sisters.

The two flesh-and-blood Bodhisattvas were just knocked dizzy by Duan Yun's knee strike, and before they could even react, they felt a biting cold.

What’s even more terrifying is that the chill instantly entered their bodies.

The blade of the sword had cut into their fat flesh and began to spin.

Because the fat was thicker, they didn't feel much pain at first, but the feeling of fear was like a maggot on the tarsus, sticking to their souls.

Because they could clearly feel their fat disappearing quickly, the cold edge of the sword had already penetrated the fat and reached their bodies.

If their fat is a piece of extremely thick armor, then the person in front of them is taking it off!

Surprisingly fast.

In the eyes of the bloodthirsty audience, the scene was simply bloody and terrifying.

Duan Yun turned into a storm of swords and blades that descended from the sky, turning the world upside down between the two flesh-and-blood Bodhisattvas.

But what he poured out was not sea water, but fat.

The fat on the Flesh Bodhisattva's body flew out like a violent rainstorm.

One of the most bloodthirsty and closest to the show was so shocked that he opened his mouth, and the moment he was knocked to the ground by the grease, his mouth full of grease, and he couldn't get up.

The white grease rushed against the mountain wall, making a dense sound, as if the mountain wall was covered with a layer of white lime.

But as soon as this layer of white was applied, red appeared.

See blood!
Duan Yun's sword storm swept down, not attacking the weak points, but instead hitting the opponent's belly and legs where the fat was the thickest.

Young Master Duan just likes to defeat the enemy at his strongest point!
The blood that flew out was extremely scarlet, and even the New Year pig slaughtered during the Chinese New Year could not possibly have so much blood.

The two flesh Bodhisattvas felt pain.

Severe pain!

The severe pain was accompanied by fear, huge fear.

People’s fear lies in the disappearance of life and the unknown.

But now the fattiest parts of the two flesh Buddhas have been cut into pieces, making them even more fragile than a clay Buddha crossing a river.

They had never encountered such a situation before, so they were terrified.

Yes, in the process of traveling around the world, few people dared to provoke them. Those who could provoke them were naturally capable. For example, occasionally some masters of a sect would teach them a lesson.

But as long as they defend themselves resolutely, the enemy will not be able to kill them even if they can defeat them.

In other words, even if a master-level figure wanted to kill them, it would take a lot of effort. Besides, with the reputation of Qingni Temple, no matter whether it is the righteous or evil path, their lives would not be in danger.

But this time, the situation is completely different.

The opponent's sword is too fast!

UI.

Their fat can withstand hundreds or even thousands of cuts, but can a person turn into a storm with swords?

In just a short period of time, they were cut into pieces, the fattest parts of their bodies were removed, and all that was left was their lives!

This person wouldn't really dare to kill them, would he?

They are the Bodhisattvas of Qingni Temple, who dares!
But when this thought came to mind, the two fleshy Bodhisattvas could already see their own fat legs.

They seldom see their legs because their bellies are too fat, forming wrinkles all over the body, making their legs invisible.

But now you can see it, not only because the fat on their bellies has been cut off and they have become thinner, but also because their upper bodies have been separated from their lower bodies.

The violent sword energy shot left and right, sweeping horizontally and cutting through the last bit of skin, flesh and fat.

Then the upper and lower bodies of the two flesh Bodhisattvas separated.

The upper body had fallen to the ground, but the lower body was still standing.

This time, it really looks similar to the dilapidated clay Buddha in the ruined temple.

Such a scene is undoubtedly terrifying.

Because the flesh Buddha is fat enough, it looks more oppressive than the clay sculptures of Buddha in the temple.

But who could have imagined that one man with just a sword and a knife could cut them in half.

The two flesh Bodhisattvas were cut into four pieces, and their blood, water, and grease mixed together, almost blocking the mountain path.

This is the price that the evil demons have to pay for not giving face to Young Master Duan!
This is the price that the evil demon has to pay for daring to attack the Murong brothers who he is protecting!
When the remaining Flesh Bodhisattva sister saw this scene, she no longer had any will to fight. With her legs trembling, her fat body jumped upwards and fled up the mountain wall as light as a swallow.

"Run away, mother!"

The next moment, Duan Yun's body turned into a shadow and chased after him.

The mountain wall on one side of the road was straight and steep, and the top was soon covered by mountain clouds.

At this time, the two people's figures had already disappeared into the clouds and mist, and could not be seen clearly at all.

The clouds were calm at first and there wasn't much change.

The bloodthirsty spectators looked up and could only see white fog.

The next moment, the person in front suddenly let out a strange cry.

Because a piece of scarlet suddenly fell from above.

The scarlet blood mixed with the white fat looked like scattered snow.

Then, with two thuds, two huge fat legs fell from the clouds and mist, smashing the solid ground.

Each of these fat legs probably weighs hundreds of pounds.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Yun emerged from the clouds.

Horrible figure!

Because he grabbed the hair of the escaping flesh Bodhisattva, he slid down from above with the other's legless body.

Looking from here, it looks like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Even the bravest audience members were frightened after seeing this scene.

Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue clasped hands tightly, their bodies tense with nervousness.

This scene scared them even though Duan Yun was a teammate.

A thud.

Duan Yun smashed the fleeing flesh Buddha's body between his two senior sisters and sighed, "I am kind enough to let you go together today."

The three flesh Buddhas, with only half of their bodies left, lay there like mud, looking at the barefoot man who was an expert in both swordsmanship and knives.

The eldest sister saw the other party's handsome face and the sword that had become spotless again after killing the three of them, and she finally reacted.

"Duan, old devil Duan!"

When these words came out, Duan Yun raised his eyebrows.

Fuck your mother, can you speak?
With a bang, he kicked the opponent, and half of the opponent's body immediately smashed into the mountain wall next to it like a cannonball, with gravel flying everywhere.

At this time, the two remaining halves of the Flesh Bodhisattva saw this scene and trembled even more violently.

I have to say that the physical training of Qingni Temple is very magical. It not only makes them as fat as pigs, but also makes them have very strong vitality.

Even though only half of their bodies were left, they still did not die on the spot.

At this time, the junior sister Flesh Bodhisattva looked at him and said with a trembling voice: "You can't kill us. We are from Qingni Nunnery."

"Qingni Temple, then what?"

"Our master is the Lord of Meat, and I am her most beloved thirteenth sister. If you kill me, she will not let you go!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Duan Yun stabbed her chest, which was running low on fat, and said with a smile, "You can tell him in a dream that I am waiting for her! If she doesn't come, I will go find her myself!"

"If I hadn't met you, I would have forgotten that your fat women had offended me before."

Yes, recently I have been busy with things and practicing, and I haven’t looked through his little notebook often, so I have forgotten some people.

All I can say is, only by reviewing the past can we learn new things!
Duan Yun stabbed the three half bodies more than ten times in a flash, and only after stabbing them until they were dead did he light a fire and burn them.

Killing tanks is quite tiring.

Then he walked over to the teahouse owner who had already been petrified, and said, "Pack up and continue your business."

The teahouse owner stood up straight and said, "Duan Juxia is right!"

Duan Yun glanced at him and found him interesting. He said, "You are not afraid of losing your life for money. Why?"

"It's to collect the gift money for the marriage. I just want to find a wife and respect her well!" said the teahouse owner.

Duan Yun took a breath and said in shock: "Turtle, turtle man?"

"I hate turtle men!"

The teahouse owner's eyes narrowed and he said, "I will follow the instructions of the great hero and I will never give up again!"

"If you do that again, your whole family will be killed!"

"I want to be a hero!"

Finally, he was very creative and added this sentence himself, making Duan Yun think that he had accidentally sent out his supreme chivalrous spirit.

Duan Yun threw a silver ingot to the other party, both as money for tea and as compensation for breaking the chair.

He walked over to the two sisters who were still in a daze, snapped his fingers, and said, "Let's go."

The young man came so lightly and left so lightly, leaving behind only the lives of three flesh bodhisattvas.

The teahouse owner looked at the silver ingot in his hand thoughtfully, and suddenly shouted: "I want to be a hero!"

This time, it was not really for survival, but it was out of some sincerity.

Yes, he suddenly didn't want to marry a woman anymore.

I really don’t want to be the turtle man that Duan Juxia talks about.

On the contrary, he wanted to be a hero.

What the giant opposes is definitely wrong, and what the giant supports is definitely right!
If one can have half of the demeanor of Young Hero Duan just now, and kill gods when he meets gods, and chop up Buddhas when he meets Buddhas, how magnificent life would be!

Tea shop owner Li Xiaosan suddenly remembered that when he was wearing open-crotch pants, a beggar said he had a unique bone structure and wanted to sell him a secret book.

Although decades have passed, people's foundation will not change much.

I really have a unique bone structure, a one in a million genius in spiritual practice!
I want to be a hero!
(End of this chapter)