Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 87: Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist; If I don’t enter hell, who will? (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist; If I don’t enter hell, who will? (Please Subscribe)

As Elder Hong Ying executed the "Star Shift Technique", the Breaking Body Sword Energy that had initially pierced through her abdomen unexpectedly reversed its course, launching a counterattack at Duan Yun.

Duan Yun clenched his teeth, tensed every muscle in his body, and extracted the Breaking Body Sword Energy from within him at the fastest speed.

The Sword Qi merged with the surrounding Death Energy, transforming into black Sword Qi that represented death, emitting a soul-stirring hum.

With a loud boom, two streams of black Breaking Body Sword Energy collided instantaneously, the humming sound abruptly intensified, as if two ferocious swarms of bees were tearing at each other.

For a moment, Hong Ying stood bare and wounded in her abdomen above, while Duan Yun stood determinedly below her, engaged in a standoff.

Boom! The ground where Duan Yun stood suddenly sank, and broken bones flew out from the heaps of earth in the graveyard.

The newly generated Breaking Body Sword Energy from Duan Yun was too hastily formed, and not as domineering as the Sword Qi that came through "Star Shift".

Therefore, a string of black Breaking Body Sword Energy bore down on him, piercing into his shoulder.

Duan Yun’s clothes were torn to shreds, and the flesh and blood of his skin were instantly struck by the black Sword Qi!

"Old Demon Duan has suffered!"

"Old Demon Duan is wounded!"

"The Star Shift Technique of the Red House is truly worthy of being called ’Immortal Law’, able to return the validation, turning the enemy’s attack back onto themselves!"

The crowd was thrilled, their eyes all blazing with excitement.

However, the very next moment, Elder Hong Ying, who had managed to counterattack, showed an expression of pain and surprise.

"This move is great, but sadly it is lacking in power!"

With a loud bang, the black Breaking Body Sword Energy that had initially reversed the Heavenly Gang once again reversed, blasting through Hong Ying’s chest.

Consequently, she drifted backward like a torn paper kite.

The "Star Shift Technique" may be miraculous, but it was only temporary; if Duan Yun could not be killed within that moment, Duan Yun, being the creator of the Breaking Body Sword Energy, would naturally regain control!

Duan Yun, having sustained an injury to his shoulder and pierced through by his own Sword Qi, blood flowed continuously.

Yet, he disregarded his wounds, his face filled with Heroic Spirit, persistently sending these injured fairies to hell one after another with his sword finger!

He, Duan Yun, was not one to hold grudges, but why did these Mad Women have to harm him twice?

I am quite fragile, even somewhat anemic, alright?

The rare times that Duan Yun bled seemed to be courtesy of these Red Building Women.

But as his final sword finger pierced through the neck of the last struggling Red Building Woman, silence fell.

The deathly black Sword Qi continued to hum around him, exuding a terrifying oppressive aura that was unique to a Young Hero’s Heroic Spirit.

Duan Yun stood there, breathing heavily, with the blood still flowing incessantly from his shoulder.

This was indeed the most severe injury he had received since he began his path in Swordsmanship.

Damn it, these wounds won’t heal for six or seven days, and they’re likely to itch when they scab over.

This was also the first time the participants of the Demon Slaying Conference had seen Old Demon Duan bleed from a wound.

But no one dared to take advantage of the situation, not even daring to speak.

Sisters Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue stood among the crowd, their complexions pale as paper.

From the corpse of the County Magistrate of Lishui City, they had already sensed the terror of this newly emerged Demon, but they hadn’t expected that it was just the beginning of his horror.

The fearsome sword finger that had once filled them with dread was merely a common skill for this young Demon.

Despite the large number of people here, many of whom had boasted about swarming up to tear Old Demon Duan to pieces, were now silent, frightened into stillness.

The so-called opportunity to "strike him while he is ill, take his life while he’s injured, surge with the intent to kill" did not arise.

Because how could Old Demon Duan look in any way ill?

He was indeed injured, with a piece of flesh gone, blood flowing.

Wait!

Duan Yun raised his left hand, and instantly, a bolt of electricity sparked from his palm, entering the wound.

Thus, the once bleeding wound stopped bleeding.

As an obstetrician, it made perfect sense to use inhaled lightning for hemostasis.

Damn it, even this bit of blood won’t flow out!

Duan Yun took two steps forward, and the people retreated two steps back.

Such was the oppressive force of Heroic Spirit!

Only one person was the exception.

That was a woman, seated lightly upon the bamboo.

The woman was clothed in green, her silhouette almost merging with the bamboo, yet her beautiful face was exceedingly proud, just like a victorious Peacock.

This was Duan Yun’s second, no, third time seeing the other party.

That woman in disguise.

The first time he encountered her was on a carriage in Yushi Town, the second should be the mysterious figure he saw when he dived into the lake, and now this was the third.

The dangerous individual had appeared, but unexpectedly it was a woman.

A woman who only liked other women.

Clap clap clap clap!

Crisp applause arose in this silent environment, extremely grating on the ears.

Peacock looked at Duan Yun, clapping her hands while sighing with admiration, "Brilliant! Truly brilliant!"

"All these Demons and Old Demons that have emerged these years are nothing but a bunch of worthless trash with inflated reputations, bringing down my own standards. But you, Old Demon Duan, not bad, you’ve got a bit of the flair I once had."

The other person’s demeanor was very proud, and her tone equally so.

Duan Yun looked at her and asked, "Who am I, some Old Demon?! Evil fiend and heretic, reveal your name!"

Everyone, including Peacock, knew of his habit of playing the part of the Young Hero, so Peacock did not refute but replied, "Peacock."

Upon hearing this, the crowd couldn’t help but take in a cold breath, expressing their shock.

"Peacock Demon!"

"No, the Patriarch."

"That one who even defiled the Imperial Concubine?"

"Who else but him?"

"He’s here too?"

...

If Duan Yun, this newly-emerged Old Demon, succeeded with his innovative ways, treating everyone equally, then Peacock Demon has long been famous, having taken indulgence to the extreme.

Now that these two great Demons have met in the graveyard, it’s hard to say who is more wicked, more terrifying.

Because one is an extremely vile newly emerged Demon Head, while the other is the long-renowned and notorious Peacock Demon.

It seems the two Old Demons don’t get along!

The man who had lost two toes due to the Sword Energy earlier, struggled to climb up so he could get a clearer view.

If these two Demons were to fight, even dying would be worth it!

Duan Yun could sense the terror of the "woman" before him through the tone of the gathered evildoers.

And he had finally understood; this character was not a woman, but a man!

Peacock was still seated on the bamboo, calm and composed.

"Some say I dare not provoke you, dare not defile you. Indeed, I never defile men, but you possess a ’fallen’ Cultivation Technique. If you, before everyone, degrade yourself, and let me violate you, then I shall spare your life."

"Hahaha..."

Upon hearing Peacock’s words, Duan Yun couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Does this damned thing have some sort of problem?

Peacock’s words seemed like a joke, yet they also represented his absolute confidence.

He looked at Duan Yun, saying, "You’ve defeated one enemy after another, appearing high-spirited, but what’s the reality? You’re panting, most of your True Qi is depleted, how many more times can you wield that rain-like Demon Blade? That dark Sword Qi of yours is rather domineering too, likely related to Death Energy, but how much more can you use?"

In a moment, his extremely beautiful eyes seemed as though they could see through the human heart.

With just a few words, he had thoroughly gauged Duan Yun’s condition, putting immense pressure on Duan Yun.

This fellow truly was a rare adversary.

However, Duan Yun did not retreat, declaring boldly, "You put it well, that is just who I am, the Young Hero. Since time immemorial, the righteous and the evil have never coexisted, so what are you, the Demon Head, waiting for?"

Peacock revealed a charming smile, and for a moment, she did not seem human, but more like a bird.

He looked at Duan Yun and leisurely said, "Then come at me."

"Come at me."

The two Demon Heads spoke and stepped towards each other.

For a time, silence fell all around, as if even the air had stilled.

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