Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1006 - 524: Heart and Lung Extraction
Even as a rare cultivation prodigy, he would have to pay a huge price, like feeling "dead tired, muscle soreness."
Also, as Young Hero Duan roamed the Martial World, he relied on extraordinary wisdom, on his intellect. This kind of finding the way around destruction seemed to lack technical content.
So unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn't use Plan B.
Suddenly, Murong jumped forward and said, "He touched my hook!"
Turning around, he saw a ghost standing there, seemingly not moving much.
But Murong was sure the other shamelessly touched his hook.
If it were a pretty girl, he might let it go, but this ugly ghost would not be forgiven.
Murong raised his hand, and with a swish, his Blood Shadow Mad Blade slashed down, chopping off half of the figure.
This is the punishment for being a creep!
At that moment, the ghost suddenly lifted its severed body and screamed, "My heart!"
The sound was piercing and carried a sort of manic desire.
"My heart!"
"My heart!"
....
In the next instant, all the ghosts on the cave walls screamed.
Suddenly, the sound of dirt breaking was heard, and all these ghosts started to move.
"My lung!"
"My lung!" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
....
They crazily burrowed out of the red earth, and in a moment, the entire cave was filled with frantically crawling ghosts.
Accompanied by their ghostly screams, suddenly several ghosts lunged toward Murong and Duan Yun, trying to rip their hearts and lungs.
Physically rip their hearts and lungs!
Yes, they came alive and moved at that moment because they had no hearts or lungs, but Duan Yun and Murong did.
Earlier, the ghost statues that ate the Stone God Mole aimed for the groin, these ghosts aimed for heart and lungs; clearly, they're all in cahoots.
Likewise, these ghosts were exceedingly vicious, their hands like drills, trying to bore into the flesh of Duan Yun and Murong.
Facing the malicious ghosts that ate the Stone God Mole, Duan Yun and Murong coped with ease because their numbers weren't many.
But here, there were just too many.
For a moment, it was like the two fell into a den of ghosts, hundreds of them charging at them, trying to rip their hearts and lungs.
Murong swung his blade, cutting down two vicious ghosts, standing upright, saying, "It's time to warm up a bit."
Duan Yun nodded and said, "Wanna play?"
"Play! As long as you don't chop twice as much as me, you'll lose!"
With that, Murong already charged into the ghost crowd with his blade.
He was just a bit behind Old Demon Duan, but as long as he proposed limiting conditions, he would win!
Murong's Blood Shadow Mad Blade had already turned into slices of red shadows.
His sword technique opened and closed, slashing recklessly.
With each slash, the blood shadow connected into a whole, and the charging ghosts were flipped everywhere by him.
Soon, Murong switched from slashing to patting with a flick of the wrist!
With one pat, terrifying force directly entered the stomach of the foremost ghost.
The ghost instantly flew backward like a cannonball, colliding with two other ghosts behind it, bones and flesh shattering.
Clearly, Murong found the trick, this "linkage" technique was the most efficient.
"Young Hero Duan won't be like this, but Murong certainly is a unique cultivation prodigy, even finds a method like this."
For a moment, he stood unmoved like a mountain, activating Iron Body Skill.
Indeed, the ghosts came from all sides; his blade swung in great arcs, inevitably having instances of insufficient defense.
But, it didn't matter!
Earlier, those ghosts aimed for his groin, and he endured the pain; he could completely take it.
Looking back on it now, there was even a hint of pleasure.
Now, he could endure it too.
Now they needed killing speed, sacrificing some defensive moves was necessary.
For a moment, Murong endured the pain of groin, back, and butt being aimed at, crazily swinging his Blood Shadow Mad Blade.
Each time he swung, one or two ghosts were fired like cannonballs, colliding with other ghosts, extremely lethal.
Looked like he was literally a human cannon, continuously firing.
Initially, Duan Yun was just playing with Murong; even with double conditions proposed by Murong, he felt strolling wouldn't lose.
After all, as long as he exerted just a bit more effort, the slight gap between him and Murong would show.
But at this moment, Duan Yun began to feel a bit uneasy.
He could only say Murong's relentless attack, all-out assault style had something unique.
So he knew he couldn't kill ghosts in the traditional way any longer, rotating Palm Thunder into a vortex, injecting it into the sword body.
"Endless Electric Sword!"
Buzz! Buzz buzz!
Buzz buzz buzz!
The Endless Electric Sword leapt out from the Unparalleled Sword, frenziedly bouncing among the ghost crowd.
You could say the Unparalleled Sword truly lived up to its name, the electric sword emerging was much smoother than the previous Huangshan Golden Sword.
Duan Yun even had an illusion that the sword would adapt to his shape based on his force exertion and frequency.
For a moment, bursts of electric and sword light illuminated the previously eerie cave in a white glow.
With every "Buzz!" of electric light bouncing, at least seven or eight shook all over and fell to the ground.
With a slap, Murong blocked the bouncing electric sword, cursing, "Old Demon Duan, how can you electrocute even me!"
Duan Yun shook his head, dodged the bouncing electric sword, explaining, "Blades and swords have no eyes!"
"Damn!"
Murong continued the frantic slapping.
This time, he had to intensify his strength as he stood upright with the blade, because now not only did he face ghost hands aiming at his groin, back, and butt, but also had to withstand Duan Yun's electric sword streams.
No choice, he wanted so badly to improve, wanted so badly to win.
For a moment, there were ghosts bouncing everywhere, and ghosts getting electrocuted everywhere.
After two incense sticks' time, what looked like countless ghosts initially now only had dozens left.
They gathered together, some flattened, some scorched by electricity, looking weak and small, pitiful.
Murong walked forward with water dripping from his groin, looking serious, "Who won?"
Duan Yun saw him leak urine and couldn't help saying, "You okay?"
"I'm fine, just got electrified too much, it numbed there, couldn't hold it. I just want to know, who won." Murong said seriously.
Earlier, the electric sword and mad blade flew simultaneously, some ghosts hit by Duan Yun's electric sword were also knocked by Murong's ghosts, it was hard to distinguish who killed whom.
Duan Yun looked at his demeanor, said, "You won."
"Yay!"
Murong jumped two zhang high, urine flying in a fierce arc; had Duan Yun not dodged quickly, he would've been splashed.
No doubt, winning made Murong extremely excited.
"I won!"
With that, he eagerly laid on the ground, heading towards the remaining ghost crowd.
At this moment, those ghosts saw this and couldn't help but run back, burrowing into the cave!
"Why are you running!"
"Come pull my hook!"
Murong grabbed and pulled hard at a ghost's two legs.
With a loud explosion, the two legs came off, and the ghost with only half of its body kept burrowing inside like it saw a ghost.
Seeing two ghosts about to escape by burrowing, Duan Yun kicked them over and stretched both hands, palms covering two holes.
"Beiming Divine Skill!"
A terrifying suction appeared, penetrating into the holes.
The two ghosts originally burrowing were sucked, ghost claws gripping nearby red earth, looking twisted.
Yet, their dry eyes soon revealed desperate expressions.
With two papas, their hands were pulled away from the cave wall, sucked out directly.
Duan Yun
Murong said, "Look at their posture, what does it resemble?"
Duan Yun said, "Like a… whatever."
Hundreds of ghosts peeked, incomplete.
No hearts.
My lung!
"My heart!"
One person has a heart.
My lung!
All come to rip hearts and lungs!
Absorb memories, where is the Ghost Mother?
There's something inside?
Punch through, it's an artificial ghost factory.
Having a meal!
You're here!
Floating in mid-air!
