Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 930 - 489: Heavenly God’s Divine Might! Aurora Thousand-Kun Cloud-Shattering Slash!

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Duan Yun pointed forward with his right hand, and the complete Jade Sword Immortal also followed up with the Jade Sword Finger.

Then, the swirling black swords behind her transformed into black streaks of light, striking towards God Jue.

For a time, the air was filled with wind movements, forming black torrents where the swords passed.

The spectators were wide-eyed.

Controlling such dark, hellish swords, Old Demon Duan, do you still claim not to be the demonic inferno?

God Jue's figure shifted, dodging the swords with dance-like steps while continuing to pluck the strings of his strap.

The pitch-black swords collided with the invisible blood force of the Heavenly God, causing explosions in the air and shaking the earth, splitting the previously flat suburban land into countless cracks like spider webs.

At this moment, the Bloodthirsty Storyteller, who had been concealing himself among the Jiu Zhou audience, finally realized it and shouted, "Death Energy, Old Demon Duan is using the death energy from corpses!"

From the battle at the graveyard, the Bloodthirsty Storyteller has been at the forefront of spreading rumors and slandering Duan Yun, and their research on Duan Yun is also the most in-depth.

So at this time, this Bloodthirsty Storyteller saw the secret and unhesitatingly revealed the secret behind Duan Yun's Dharma Image suddenly becoming powerful enough to counterattack God Jue.

Only if God Jue knows this secret can he better kill Old Demon Duan!

Anyway, this surely seemed like the most hopeful time!

God Jue appeared truly stronger than the Heavenly Gods.

At this moment, someone from the Fusang side also spoke, "This is not a match; God Jue has also been using the qi and blood of his deceased children."

The Bloodthirsty Storyteller was shocked and couldn't help looking over.

The other person also looked at him.

Their gazes met for a moment, and they unexpectedly felt like peers.

The peer should be a local storyteller from Fusang, yet he could speak in broken Jiu Zhou language.

Just after revealing Duan Yun's background, the other dared to unveil God Jue's secrets.

As a Fusang storyteller, how dare you expose the background of the Fusang God Jue, don't you have any shame!

How are you fit to be a Fusang person!

The Bloodthirsty Storyteller, already outraged, didn't care about the fact that he was from Jiu Zhou, and Duan Yun was also from Jiu Zhou.

Actually, God Jue has a similar situation to Duan Yun.

That is, his rampant arrogance naturally earned him many enemies in Fusang, who usually didn't dare to provoke him or his children, at most making a few sarcastic remarks.

And now, finally, someone dared to challenge him, so how could there be no support?

Anyway, this seems the most hopeful time to drag God Jue down, they wouldn't care about those!

The Bloodthirsty Storyteller couldn't help but curse that Fusang storyteller as a "Fusang traitor", while the Fusang storyteller called the Bloodthirsty Storyteller a "Jiu Zhou traitor".

At this moment, the spectators continued to play along!

"What! Death Energy! Old Demon Duan, you're so shameless, using the aura of the dead to harm people!"

"Such shameless people exist in this world!"

"This will bring divine retribution!"

Upon hearing that God Jue was also using the blood energy of his deceased children, they couldn't help but continue, "What? God Jue is using the blood energy of his deceased children?"

"Even though his children have died, he still fights with them, slaying demons together, God Jue, you are truly gentle!"

"Moved to tears! Simply the gentlest person in the world!"

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After hearing the words of the spectators, the two arguing storytellers were momentarily stunned.

No, is there really such a bizarre double standard perspective?

...

This wasn't the first time Duan Yun activated Little Yu, in fact, he had done so many times.

But this time the feeling was unprecedentedly good.

He could feel that Little Yu was alive, enveloping him as if they were tightly embracing, the real feeling of the opponent's icy skin and jade-like bones, even the silky touch of the silk stockings was exceptionally clear. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

They were in spiritual communion, their minds uniting, as if trembling together at a higher level, it was quite thrilling!

Duan Yun manipulated the Dharma Image like a true Sword Immortal War God, aiming to slaughter the Fusang Demon in front of him.

Though others saw him controlling the eerie and ominous death energy, resembling a Netherworld Demon emerging, Duan the Young Hero considered himself a Sword Immortal War God, thus a holy Sword Immortal War God.

God Jue hadn't expected his lethal move not only failed to kill the opponent, but also led to a counterattack.

Within the blood array, he could continuously exhibit the blood force of the Heavenly God, yet at this time, the law sword formed by the opponent's Dharma Image could also be continuously wielded.

By now, his children were yelling to remind him: "Father, he's using Death Energy! The Aura of the Dead!"

Yes, when the Bloodthirsty Storyteller revealed the truth, though there were also those here who hated God Jue, they were far outnumbered and outmatched by those hating Duan Yun, so at this time, there were people everywhere reminding him.

Death Energy?

He can actually wield the breath of the dead just like me.

But darn it, these are my children!

God Jue suddenly felt aggrieved.

My children, why are you using them too!

Clang clang clang clang!

God Jue launched a barrage of Heavenly God blood force bursts, humming a string of soft notes.

All of a sudden, the battle between the two parties had reached a fever pitch.

And the exploitation of the energy within corpses reached its most intense moment too.

One needed blood energy, the other needed death energy, seemingly without conflict: you take yours, I take mine, like a plaything where you play your favorite part and I play mine, without interference.