novelraw Chapter 846 449: I Will Cut Off Your Path to Survival!
Chapter 846 449: I Will Cut Off Your Path to Survival!
Feng Ling'er and her group hurried to the outside of the Wang Family Manor, precisely where Duan Yun had previously drilled a hole.
However, Feng Ling'er was visibly stunned because that hole had disappeared.
Such a big hole, how could it have vanished?
At this moment, Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue simultaneously closed their eyes, took a deep breath, like obsessed women sniffing the underwear of their beloved.
Then, they opened their eyes simultaneously and ran towards the poplar forest next to them.
This season, the poplar trees had not yet grown new leaves, bare and smooth like the irreversible bald heads of middle-aged men.
Yet, the fallen leaves piled on the ground were quite thick, like the hair that fell when middle-aged men with hair shampooed.
But at this moment, these "fallen hairs" were tumbling.
A pitch-black entrance was swaying there, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, with an unpredictable trajectory.
This entrance was the same one Duan Yun had drilled into earlier to chase Wei Wuxing, only now it was swaying mysteriously.
Seeing this entrance moving towards him, Lei Ying didn't hesitate and dove in with a motion of diving into waves.
But with a bang, only Lei Ying's large butt and long legs were left sticking out, struggling.
Because at that moment, the entrance had shifted again, so Lei Ying ended up diving into the ground.
Seeing the entrance swaying like a snake towards Little Yin's side.
Little Yin seized the opportunity from Lei Ying, rushing forward quickly and steadily, sliding into it with a smooth slide tackle motion.
As a result, once she went in, the entrance shook more violently, as if about to explode.
With a scream, Little Yin flew out trailing smoke.
When she hit the ground, everyone was startled, including Panda Dabai.
She was covered in at least dozens of fist and footprint marks, her head swollen like a pig's head, transforming from a blooming young girl to a pig-like ugly girl. If not for the clothing she wore, even the second sister and third sister observing the scene wouldn't have recognized her.
Lei Ying exclaimed, "What a vicious Wind God Leg."
Feng Ling'er added, "What a vicious Mantis Fist."
At this moment, Little Yin was severely injured. Although apparently hit by fists and feet, she looked as if stung by a swarm of venomous bees, swollen all over.
Even experienced individuals like Lei Ying and Feng Ling'er were at a loss for treating her injuries immediately.
All that could be said was that the things inside were extremely venomous.
Everyone looked again at that pitch-black entrance, and only fear remained.
This might be an existence even more terrifying than the Demon Cave.
Inside the cave, Duan Yun and Wei Wuxing were engaged in an intense battle.
Since Rat Phase emerged from the tomb, he hadn't met an opponent who could withstand more than ten moves from him. He even arrogantly thought of challenging Mingyu Palace, and Duan Yun, having greatly improved his power since the blood battle with the Thunder God and Mother, hadn't had a good fight in a long time either.
Inside the cave, after a series of exchanges, both felt they had encountered a worthy opponent, so their fighting spirit surged rapidly.
Undeniably, both were prodigies, with diverse knowledge and remarkable power.
On Duan Yun's side, wielding the Dual Masters of Sword and Saber, fists and kicks exchanged, even toes, fingers, and navel could emit Sword Qi. Meanwhile, Wei Wuxing, after years of grave robbing, "understood a bit of everything" and could integrate it all seamlessly.
From the beginning of the fierce exchanges until now, they had at least exchanged hundreds of moves without repeating even one.
"Invincible Scissors Leg!"
"Iron Mountain Iron Hammer!"
In this moment, both their Qi Forces exploded, causing the surrounding earth and stone in the cave to flow like water, accompanying their moves.
Duan Yun was above, sliding down swiftly, with his legs in a scissor shape, poised to slice Wei Wuxing in two.
Wei Wuxing was below, his hands spinning frantically like a large iron hammer forging iron, with power permeating his skin surface, forming a bronze color.
In the blink of an eye, they met.
Chirararara!
Clang clang clang clang!
Though their physical bodies were made of flesh and blood, it sounded like the collision of heavy metals, with sparks flying and electric light bursting in between.
At a glance, it wasn't merely two people battling; it was as if a frenzied large scissor and a rampant large iron hammer were waging war.
The scene was incredibly perilous; the two seemed to form a battlefield exclusively theirs, where anyone intruding would face strikes.
Little Yin was the best example.
If not for her innate divine strength and resilient physique, she would have become more than just a pretty girl turned into a pig.
However, despite reaching this level of battle, neither could outdo the other; not to mention defeating the other, not even a single injury appeared.
How was this different from dancing together?
"Heart-to-Heart Clasp!"
In that instant, the two who were initially engaged in a fierce collision suddenly slowed down, and even came to a halt.
Duan Yun had several close female friends and good sisters around him, and even top-quality maids for traveling, yet sometimes, he couldn't help but think of one person.
A woman.
Yu Zhenzhen of the Qiongling Sect.
She was the one who taught him the "Heart-to-Heart Clasp."
They hadn't been in contact for a long time, but Duan Yun still often thought of her.
It seemed that this Heart-to-Heart Clasp, besides the physical act of clamping, had another role, that is, telepathy with someone, unforgettable.
Thus, from time to time, Duan Yun would review the Heart-to-Heart Clasp, occasionally experiencing the illusion of him and Yu Zhenzhen clamping each other.
Because of this, after nearly two and a half years of practice and review, at this moment, Duan Yun executed the "Heart-to-Heart Clasp" as if it were the horns of an antelope, leaving no trace of a move.