Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 1110 - 575

The two human skins had been shattered, but due to the strange force, their fragments continued spinning in the air, ghost-like.

Feng Ling had once told Duan Yun that there were actually two types of human skin masks circulating in the Martial World before.

One type was the kind she was skilled at, adhering human skin to the face to change a person's appearance for disguise. The other type was more thorough, involves enclosing one's entire body within a human skin.

That type, where the whole body is wrapped in a human skin, is known as the "Skin Suit Person," and it was once a great nightmare in the Martial World.

A generation ago, the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect, at the age of forty, married an exceptional beauty as a concubine. For eight years, he spent nights in revelry, leaving his body depleted and bedridden.

However, the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect lived up to his title. Despite his body's depletion, he diligently practiced in bed and gradually regained some mobility.

On the night he was able to move, he told no one, got out of bed, intending to relieve himself, only to suddenly hear a panting sound.

As an old riverside that had enjoyed eight years of revelry, the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect immediately knew what this sound was.

The sound was from his beloved concubine.

The Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect was instantly furious, stormed in, and indeed found his beautiful concubine along with his wife!

Both were unclothed, and his first thought was that the two women were together.

After all, among the Jianghu people, male and female, male and male, female and female relationships were not rare. But what shocked him was that his concubine was actually a man, with a slit below where the artistry lay.

It turned out that he had spent eight years of revelry with a man, depleting his body.

The Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect couldn't help but grow angrier. As an old riverside who loved fun, he didn't mind if his wife and concubine joined in. But everything had now changed.

Thus, in his heightened anger, the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect suffered a stroke and collapsed, never to rise from bed again.

The story of the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect was just one of the many tales of the "Skin Suit Person" from that year, and it was said that they were once everywhere in the Martial World.

This was undoubtedly a terrifying thing, as being a person of the Martial World, it was difficult to discern if your friends and family, or even your wife and children, were disguised in a skin suit, which was inherently dangerous.

Even the Sect Leader of the Huangshan Sword Sect could be deceived for eight years, so ordinary people naturally had worse judgment. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

However, compared to Feng Ling's kind of human skin mask, the skin suit had a disadvantage: once a flaw appeared, it was hard to remedy and was consumable.

Later, it was said that the creator of the human skin suit, the Ancestor of Human Skin, suddenly died, and the craftsmanship was lost. So gradually, the skin suit persons who terrified everyone in the Martial World disappeared.

No one expected to see them here again.

The opponent used two human skin suits to block them for an instant and took the opportunity to fall.

The falling speed of the opponent was extremely fast, like a shooting star.

Duan Yun and Ming Xing chased after them, and just then, the person below suddenly let out a "muffled groan" sound.

Immediately, a string of black flying needles flew back.

The opponent forcibly used Inner Strength to expel the "Immortal Crane Divine Needle" that Duan Yun had embedded in them, shooting it back at him.

Duan Yun struck out with a Cloud Clearing Palm while thrusting his waist forward, dispersing the incoming hair, and at the same time, new "Immortal Crane Divine Needles" emerged from his crotch.

The falling culprit discovered yet more hairs coming at them and didn't dare to be careless, flicking their sleeve with grace.

With a swishing sound, a vortex-like Qi Force surged from the sleeve, causing the newly shot Immortal Crane Divine Needle from Duan Yun to pause and then reflect outward.

Seeing his own hair attacking him again, Duan Yun launched a punch, forcefully smashing the hair back with wild Fist Power and a violent aura.

And the opponent flicked their sleeve again, sending the hair back once more.

Duan Yun struck again!

The attacks between both parties grew faster and faster, with Duan Yun's hairs moving back and forth between them at incredible speed.

If Duan Yun's hairs were living beings, they would be exhausted to death.

Some of the hairs couldn't withstand the speed of the repeated shuttling and directly burned to ashes.

And the movements of Duan Yun and the culprit became larger, as under the pressure of their terrifying forces, some hairs not only burned but also lost control. As they pushed the hairs back and forth, they had to dodge the erratically behaving uncontrollable hairs, so from a distance, the two in the air looked as if they were dancing in the air.

Just as the culprit had just deflected the incoming flying needles, Ming Xing made her move!

Because she saw a flaw in the opponent.

This person had exceptionally strong Inner Strength, and their cultivation technique was quite ingenious, making it seem as though they didn't need to breathe.

But they were human after all and needed to breathe, and this was the gap.

Ming Xing seized this fleeting flaw and struck with a Mingyu Palm.

The palm force was like bright moonlight, with starlight flickering within, displaying the Mingyu Skills' "Flash Force," capable of rebounding hundreds of times within a short time, with immense power.

The culprit's eyes caught this palm attack, and their body reacted by raising a hand to block.

But this block was ultimately hasty, and with a dull thud, his whole body smoked, crashing down.

With a rumble, a part of the lower hall was directly smashed down like a tofu project.

But Duan Yun knew this wasn't because the house was too fragile, but because the power of Ming Xing's palm just now was too fierce, and the extraneous force was enough to collapse this half of the hall.