novelraw Chapter 707 - 386: Final Battle atop the Black Tower! Who Else Wants Some?
Chapter 707 - 386: Final Battle atop the Black Tower! Who Else Wants Some?
Li Mofei cried out in pain, retreating repeatedly, causing the Mo Sect disciples and supporters of the Martial World’s righteous faction to hold their breath.
Old Demon Duan was truly shameless, using an evil magical scissors to cut people!
Now that Elder Li has fallen, if no one from the Mo Sect steps up, won’t this flourishing Wangchun City become a gambling and drug den?
No way at all!
Indeed, they couldn’t see that what Duan Yun held wasn’t really a magical scissors, but rather a crossing of swords, thanks to Duan Yun’s incredible hand speed.
The swords crossed at a high frequency, forming a phantom image with a terrifying deterrence.
With a swish, at this moment, the scissors actually emanated a scissors-shaped Sword Qi, poised to cut Li Mofei in half at the waist.
Even someone as incredibly strong in Body Cultivation as Li Mofei dared not be complacent after suffering a loss; he leaped into the air, executing a seamless aerial split to dodge it.
With a ripping sound, a clear opening was carved into the sturdy black wall behind him.
Li Mofei’s legs swung, bringing forth Qi Force, charging towards the tower’s top.
"Hmph! Trying to escape!"
Duan Yun saw this and sprang upward as well, releasing ten Flirtatious Toe Strength attacks midway.
Li Mofei’s right foot was hit by three toe strength attacks, his body straightened, and his crotch felt slightly damp, yet this didn’t deter him from charging onward.
Instead, he used this counterforce to speed up even more.
In the blink of an eye, he had vanished to the topmost level of the Black Tower.
Duan Yun chased him up, sword in hand.
The top level of the Black Tower was pitch black, even when Duan Yun focused, he couldn’t see very far.
It seemed that special black paint had been applied here, making it seem as if the sunlight from outside was being devoured.
Duan Yun continued to observe his surroundings while walking forward.
Everything at the top of the Black Tower was painted black, yet upon closer inspection, details could still be seen.
On the walls of this floor, there were carved faces.
These faces were intricately carved, including details like hair and eyelashes, looking very lifelike.
At a glance, it felt like looking at black-and-white photographs.
But it was exactly this detailed carving that enhanced the sensation of horror.
As if they were alive, watching you, and the more they watched, the less they seemed human, like man-eating ghosts.
But that’s not the main concern; Duan Yun wasn’t afraid of ghosts and had seen them before. If ghosts dared to hinder him, he’d kill their whole family too.
What he needed to do now was find that Bird Elder covered in feathers and kill his whole family.
Because this bastard blew up his villa last night!
Without killing this bastard, how could there be a new and better Yuzhu Manor? Without killing this bastard, how could Wangchun City have a new world?
Under Heaven, there’s nothing but Heroic Land!
This bastard dared to openly obstruct the birth of Heroic Land; he wanted the Martial World to see the consequences of hindering Heroic Land!
Ahead, a door appeared.
A vermilion door, as if smeared with blood, still engraved with a face.
An old woman’s face, clearly one of those with a bad temper.
Carved finely, the eyes inlaid with Cat’s Eye Stone, seemingly watching you schemingly.
Without a word, Duan Yun flexed his right arm muscles and swept with the gentle knife in his hand.
A bright Sword Qi sliced out!
With a bang, the heavy stone door was cut open with a gash, tearing the old lady’s face.
However, the door’s sturdiness exceeded Duan Yun’s expectations because this Jingzhe was executed with full power, and he believed even a thousand-pound door should be easily torn apart.
But now, it only produced a gash.
This showed the craftsmanship of the Mo Sect; the Black Tower was no shoddy work but made with quality materials.
Duan Yun walked through the gap.
As soon as he entered, he instinctively flicked his blade upward.
With an explosive sound, the blade encountered an Iron Egg, sparking a blossom of leaping flames.
What fell was unexpectedly a Fire Thunder.
Duan Yun glided his body, flicked away the fire with the blade, unharmed.
Such an explosion wouldn’t pose any trouble for him.
Looking at the room ahead, equipped with a shrine yet resembling a martial arts training room, Duan Yun held his sword and looked towards the shrine, saying, "Done peeing?"
After a moment, Li Mofei shook his body, pulled up his pants, and stepped out from behind the shrine.
Having been struck by several vicious Flirtatious Toe Strength attacks earlier, he nearly peed himself.
But as the Mo Sect’s Second Elder, he had to maintain dignity, so he waited until he got here to pee.
Duan Yun said with interest, "Your kidneys aren’t good, huh."
Li Mofei shook his body again, but casually replied, "Bad kidneys? No one in this world has better kidneys than mine! I deliberately left a gap for you, and you’d dare to come in."
"Old Demon Duan, do you know that here, I’m invincible!"
As he spoke, he became fierce, his muscles squirming, the black rune wriggling along.
Duan Yun could sense the change in this guy’s momentum.
Li Mofei extended his palm, and a flesh-colored phantom swiftly struck with a whoosh.
The phantom moved extremely fast, and Duan Yun raised his sword to block it.
With a clang, the blade trembled.
It was a pigeon-sized meatball, colliding with the blade and continuously rotating.
This guy’s meat egg appeared again?
Duan Yun flicked his wrist, the blade sending the meat egg flying. With a thud, it struck the wall and bounced back into Li Mofei’s palm.
Li Mofei leapt, flung his hands to the sides, his forehead veins bulging.