Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 984 - 514: I, Mourning Hero Murong, Am the Strongest Pillar of the Yuzhu Group of Heroes!

The red lanterns on the graveyard lined up in a row, forming a scene of a night parade of a hundred ghosts.

The Murong brothers had no time to pay attention to this rather terrifying scene because the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost had returned.

"Do you really want to see what's between my legs?"

The Beautiful Ghost said as she leaped into the air, a flower basket appearing in her hands at some point.

The flower basket in her hands spun as it flew over, surprisingly similar to the Blood Dripper in the Martial World.

No, even more eerie and dangerous, coupled with her spread legs, it formed a pincer attack on the Murong brothers.

Yes, the skirt aimed to target his big head, while that flower basket, like a Blood Dripper, went for his little head, truly taking care of both big and small! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Meanwhile, the Head-Cutting Little Ghost swayed, looking like a drunkard, but the more "drunk" he appeared, the harder it was to predict his movements, as he approached with a curved blade to behead Duan Yun.

Which head did he want to cut, the big one or the small one?

Thinking about how both of his heads were being meticulously targeted, the Murong brothers couldn't help but angrily shout, "Thanks a lot!"

With that, his Blood Shadow Mad Blade whirled into a frenzy.

The blade shadows of the Blood Shadow Mad Blade moved incredibly fast, before the shadow of the first strike disappeared, the shadow of the second had already arrived.

His whole body suddenly turned blood-red, creating an illusion of a sealed, closed space, making him look like a man covered in blood.

Shhh! Shhh! Shhh!

The continuous clash of metal resounded incessantly, with sparks flying everywhere as the weapons of both sides collided wildly.

With a swish, as the Murong brothers delivered a fierce slash, the blood-colored blade shadows swiftly merged into a line, forming a five-zhang long blood blade, slashing forward.

The Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost wavered, their feet not touching the ground as they floated left and right.

With a boom, the Sword Qi swept through, carving a massive gorge on the ground.

The Murong brothers swung his saber, and the soil on both sides of the gorge surged like waves, crashing towards the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost!

This mud wave was wrapped in the Qi Force of the Murong brothers, incredibly fierce, enough to smash an old sow into a meat pie, but for the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost, it was nothing.

They flickered, breaking through the mud wave, closing in for another entanglement with the Murong brothers.

The Murong brothers casually threw out a Four-layered Spring Rain to force them back, but he couldn't charge his power before they approached again.

He realized clearly, these two had been using a series of entanglements and sneak attacks, not giving him any breathing space right from the start.

And the reasoning was simple!

Their moves were renowned for being bizarre and dangerous, aiming to defeat strength with cunning and risk. In essence, they lacked power unlike him; even if they couldn't defeat him with strange techniques, they had to entangle him to prevent him from charging power.

Though the Murong brothers saw through this, trying to break free from this entanglement was rather challenging.

Moreover, as the parade of a hundred ghosts drew nearer, he felt an increasing pressure.

"Dammit!"

He knew he needed to quickly resolve these two enemies, or he would be in trouble once the hundred ghost parade arrived.

Or rather, he hadn't fallen into deep trouble yet because the opponents arrogantly held back, the parade didn't intervene, just watching the show.

So, the Murong brothers lay down.

Yes, he lay down, like giving up resisting and lying flat.

Seeing this, the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost were momentarily stunned.

"Putting on a ghostly act!"

The Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost pounced again in a moment, still targeting both of the Murong brothers' heads.

Take good care!

In a blink, dozens of moves were exchanged, and the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost found it wasn't as easy to entangle the Murong brothers as before.

The Head-Cutting Little Ghost was fine as he's inherently agile; with the Murong brothers lying down, he merely adapted to the new position. But for the Beautiful Ghost, it was a bit awkward.

Many of her moves required bending over, and with the Murong brothers lying down, not only didn't his speed decrease, it became faster and more agile.

In her perception, it was like she wanted to clasp a man with her hip, but this man was slipperier than an eel, hard to grasp.

After a hundred moves, the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost seemed to have fallen into the rhythm of the Murong brothers.

What was supposed to be their aggressive attack ended up with the Murong brothers turning the tables on them, forcing them to retreat continuously.

Swoosh swoosh!

"Piercing Heart Kick!"

Seeing this, the Murong brothers flipped up vigorously with a carp jump, kicking out powerfully, generating a sound of slicing through the air.

These two kicks could pierce the heart of a thick-skinned elephant, but the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost weren't elephants.

They raised a basket and a blade respectively to block!

With two booming sounds, the force from the kicks numbed their arms, sliding them backward, though not enough to pierce their hearts.

As both ghosts paused in their steps, about to engage again, the sword in the Murong brothers' hand started to whirl.

After all this entanglement, he finally seized a chance to charge and strike!

"Seven-layered Spring Rain!"

The Sword Light swirled like rippling spring water, incredibly beautiful.

The faces of the Beautiful Ghost and the Head-Cutting Little Ghost changed, one leaping with legs to clamp down, and the other swinging the blade fiercely!

Rumble!

The sword qi, like spring water, collided with them, and the resulting vortex shattered the surrounding black bamboo into pieces.

The Head-Cutting Little Ghost and the Beautiful Ghost cried out in agony.

The hand of the Head-Cutting Little Ghost, along with the curved blade, was covered in cracks, with the deepest wound revealing bones, while flames sparked and flared in the Beautiful Ghost's crotch area, with jagged fragments slipping out as she tumbled heavily to the ground, like a big mouth with broken teeth!