Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 961 - 503: You Achieve Sanctity Through the Flesh, I Wield Twin Blades, Twin Peerless Fangs! (Part 2)

Two explosive blasts sounded, almost simultaneously!

The moment their spinning bodies hit the ground, two pits appeared once more on the surface.

Their bodies differed in size, but the pits they created were nearly identical, even perfectly round. Because of the web-like cracks inside, viewed from above, they resembled lace bras.

The instant they landed, both paused momentarily.

That was the result of their Qi-Blood not rising immediately.

The next moment, both moved simultaneously again.

But the Great Heavenly Dog was visibly faster. She didn't upright her body, instead, she performed a lateral slice with her fallen body and clamped fiercely!

The next instant, Duan Yun felt as though two fleshy legs pressed upon him like mountain peaks.

His shoulder was pinned down, and the woman's fleshy legs were about to crush his head as they came together.

This woman was not only adept in Fist Technique but also excelled in grappling techniques.

Yet, just as her legs were about to crush down, they suddenly stopped. It was because, at almost the same time, Duan Yun's hands also clamped onto her two fleshy legs.

"Telepathy Clasp!"

In that instant, the previously vigorously moving two suddenly went still.

The surrounding dust was still swirling, and over there Ziyu was still fighting those cripples.

Ziyu quickly noticed their knees couldn't bend, but their rolling skills were top-notch.

Every time she thrust her sword, sure of hitting the opponent, they would roll and unexpectedly evade her lethal strike.

Their rolling was truly bizarre, seemingly mundane but always evading her fatal sword strike.

As Ziyu continued to kill, she glanced in Duan Yun's direction.

In that moment, she was left dumbfounded.

Because at that time, Duan Yun's head was buried between the Great Heavenly Dog's legs. As a professional writer of emotional action dramas, she couldn't help but let her mind wander under such circumstances.

What were they doing?

If someone didn't know better, they might have thought you were doing that!

In that instant, Ziyu's eyes turned green, and her Sword Light suddenly intensified!

It wasn't just the power of bitterness making her sword heart clearer, but also the realization that this seemingly improper position was extremely dangerous for Duan Yun.

Then, a passionate "Yamei!" voice rang out.

The two who had been still suddenly moved.

Naturally, Duan Yun was the first to move.

The Telepathy Clasp is a technique that can halt both qi flows simultaneously, meaning he had locked the Great Heavenly Dog, but it also meant she had locked him.

But since this "Telepathy Clasp" was his ultimate skill, even though it was a lock, the key was with him. He could unlock it anytime, catching his opponent off guard.

So, in the instant of "unlocking," his entire body suddenly halted, and Breaking Body Sword Energy surged upward towards his opponent's crotch.

With a boom, the Breaking Body Sword Energy transformed into a Body-breaking Sword Pillar, crashing into the Great Heavenly Dog and forcing her back.

This was why the Great Heavenly Dog suddenly let out a scream.

Because by this point, Duan Yun no longer intended to defeat his opponent with fists and kicks.

He had to admit that in terms of pure physical strength and martial arts, he was indeed no match for this flesh tank.

However, Young Hero Duan's skills in martial arts were not his strongest; what he excelled in was the Dual Masters of Sword and Saber. Suddenly releasing Sword Qi was no big deal!

Young Hero Duan never wasted his strength; he would rather skip training and sleep for a month if it meant he could decisively eliminate an Evil Demon!

Duan Yun's Breaking Body Sword Qi was incredibly fast and thick, pitch-black and carried an ominous Death Energy.

Yet the Great Heavenly Dog, suddenly facing such an attack, gripped with her legs and remarkably withstood it.

Sparks erupted from her crotch, clamping down on the Body-breaking Sword Pillar, halting its progress.

Duan Yun was shocked at the sight.

In the Martial World, there's an "Iron Crotch Skill," a form of hard Qigong, relatively common, but no one has truly trained their crotch to the consistency of iron. It's even legendary that in the highest realm of the Iron Crotch Skill, even one's testicles can become as hard as iron, urinating occasionally sprays not urine, but molten iron.

And at this moment, the Great Heavenly Dog's crotch could arguably be tougher than iron; the sparks and lightning yet still stable was proof of that.

Gritting his teeth, Duan Yun unsheathed his famous sword.

The blade, ghostly blue, sliced out with an eerie blue Sword Light.

The Sword Light was like a crescent moon, carrying the unique spinning force of the Seven-layered Spring Rain.

As the Seven-layered Spring Rain flew out, Duan Yun's Demon Sword Gentle unsheathed as well, cutting out another Seven-layered Spring Rain.

There was a time when one Seven-layered Spring Rain from Duan Yun would leave him breathless. When he first practiced, he would nearly collapse after using it once.

But now, the Seven-layered Spring Rain was just his starting level, or perhaps slightly above basic attacks.

Even though the two Seven-layered Spring Rains were delivered one after another, they formed a pincering maneuver, like a pair of scissors, entrapping the Great Heavenly Dog.

Bang bang bang bang!

A series of muffled sounds erupted as the body of the Great Heavenly Dog, seemingly trained into an impregnable fortress, bounced chaotically within the intersecting Sword Qi, with an astonishing momentum.

Once the dual blades were unsheathed, Duan Yun returned to his comfort zone, his aura sharply rising.

Initially advantageous, it turned back into the Great Heavenly Dog being beaten, and that wretched woman suddenly felt utterly drained.

She was about to die, but why must the process be so turbulent, regardless of her heart could bear it or not.

If not for her unwavering loyalty, if not for wanting to see the Great Heavenly Dog ultimately victorious before her eyes, that woman would have likely died suddenly long ago.

She essentially clung to life through sheer force of will.

There was once a Martial Artist who contracted a terminal illness, the doctor informing him he couldn't even survive the day. He couldn't help but ask if sustaining his life with indomitable willpower could grant him an extra half month.

Because he wanted to wait for his son's return.

The doctor simply thought he was deluded, said nothing more, and left.

That night, the Martial Artist's illness completely erupted, coming to claim his life.

The family quickly noticed his body was cold, his gaze scattered, appearing dead but unyielding.

Yet whenever the family tried to close his eyes, he would grab their hand suddenly and say, "I'm still holding on."

Afterward came a series of miracles.

That Martial Artist indeed held on for half a month, persisted until his son returned, and only after settling affairs did he die.

During that time, according to his family, he "died" at least a hundred times.

Twice, he was about to be put in a coffin but suddenly grasped the coffin board and "came back to life."

This Martial Artist later became known as the "Undying Warrior." Although he did eventually die, he inspired the people of the Martial World that as long as one had supreme willpower, seemingly impossible miracles could be accomplished.

Now this wretched woman was in a similar situation.

She ought to have died while climbing this "Snow Mountain," but she endured with sheer will, likely should have "died suddenly" several times, but she's still watching with eyes wide open.

"Eight-layered Spring Rain! Rotate!"

"Nine-layered!"

"Ten-layered!"

"Little Yu is coming out!"

"Love Unlimited is ready!"

Previously, the Great Heavenly Dog took every chance to press the advantage and aimed to kill him. Now, Duan Yun wasn't going to give the opponent any opportunity either.

He wielded his dual blades like Princess Iron Fan waving the Palm Leaf Fan to fan Sun Wukong to death, continuously unleashing one more ferocious wave of Sword Qi after another.

Or, rather, Duan Yun's dual blades truly resembled the Palm Leaf Fan now, forming an unstoppable blade windstorm constantly slashing the Great Heavenly Dog trapped in the middle.

If each rotation of Sword Qi counts as one strike, the Great Heavenly Dog might have suffered hundreds of strikes within this short time.

But her body was incredibly resilient, previously crushed by the Fire Lotus, and currently the Sword Qi still couldn't tear her completely apart.

But it was only temporary!

With a ripping sound, a crack appeared on the Great Heavenly Dog's body, as solid as a fortress.

Then came a second crack, a third!

These cracks were all small but quickly accumulated, as if about to connect together.

It's like once a porcelain piece has been dropped, even if the surface damage isn't severe, it's already "internally wounded."

And by this time, Duan Yun and Little Yu had united their intent.

"Love Unlimited!"