In the blink of an eye, the two sides had already exchanged nearly a hundred moves.
At this mont, Duan Yun realized that he had underestimated the Ghost Mother's underwater skills.
According to Rat Phase Wei Wuxing, her cultivation technique was originally derived from this underground Netherworld, and now in these waters, it was like a fish in water.
One must understand that now with Red Hair shimring on Duan Yun's body, he was at the peak of his strength, with each strike being extrely heavy.
Yet the Ghost Mother stood her ground.
In the water, the flow complented her Qigong, elevating her Qigong to a higher level.
For a mont, the water currents rged with her palm strikes in layer upon layer, seemingly endless.
Duan Yun paid no mind, with more and more Red Hair sprouting on his body, his fists becoming faster, and occasionally the Red Hair would stand erect, delivering a close-range strike to the opponent.
Even at this point, the Ghost Mother, subrged in water, couldn't take it anymore.
In fact, she wasn't as relaxed as she appeared on the surface.
At a glance, she was in a direct collision with Duan Yun, but in reality, those heads were constantly helping her resolve the forces she couldn't digest.
At this point, seven or eight heads were drooping, wilting like blooms past their pri.
If previously the heads behind her were dense, like a sunflower, now this sunflower was significantly bald.
Everyone heard the Ghost Mother let out a muffled grunt, and she imdiately swam away.
As she moved, her form was like a Flood Dragon, the waves she stirred forming waves of impact, constantly battering Duan Yun.
Duan Yun followed closely behind, feeling that each wave impact was like being ramd by a pillar.
In this short distance, it seed as though he had been ramd by a pillar hundreds of tis.
"Damn it, fire!"
As Duan Yun charged forward, the Red Hair on his body flared, once again launching a Heroic Spirit cannon.
The ominous red force bombarded the Ghost Mother, swiftly consud by a few heads.
Even though the Ghost Mother was injured, she used the recoil force to swim even faster, stirring up massive waves.
At this mont, the two had already exited "Ghost Gate".
Beyond the gate, the water beca even more expansive, allowing the Ghost Mother to swim more freely, and her movents beca increasingly unpredictable.
Her divine skill ca from this Netherworld, and martial arts were also honed in this Netherworld Water, truly a case of a Flood Dragon returning to the sea.
Even though Red Hair Duan Yun was imnsely powerful, his strength and speed in the water inevitably took a hit.
Duan Yun adjusted his breathing, still enduring the opponent's water attacks, tightly following.
Just as he was contemplating whether to launch a chain cannon, which, although it risked short-circuiting his brain temporarily, was still better than letting the opponent swim increasingly smoothly.
Yet at this mont, the Ghost Mother ahead suddenly paused, then moved again, but her movents were no longer as graceful as before.
Duan Yun imdiately realized, the other party was catching her breath.
The Ghost Mother's divine skill was derived from the Netherworld, practiced to mastery in the Netherworld, but ultimately, she was human.
Being human, she needed to catch her breath, to breathe.
Under normal circumstances, the Ghost Mother could stay in the water for months without issue.
But now, it was different; she was being chased, she was counterattacking, consuming a great deal of energy.
At such tis, she urgently needed to catch her breath.
But Duan Yun was different; he could breathe through the pores of his body, almost like a fish.
His martial arts performance in the water couldn't match the Ghost Mother, but in terms of breathing, the Ghost Mother was outmatched.
The Ghost Mother ahead was already feeling fear.
She believed that in the water, she was a Flood Dragon returning to the sea, able to unleash her Qigong power more fully, and she was well-adapted to the water from years of training in it.
She had tangled with Duan Yun for so long, assuming he would be out of breath beyond a hundred moves, which would be her great chance to counterattack.
The terrifying part was, after so long, even as she was running out of breath, the other party was still right on her tail, showing no signs of exhaustion.
Are you a water ghost in disguise?!
Her slowing down made her an easy target for Duan Yun!
"Fire for !"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three Red Hair cannon shots fired, and for a mont, Duan Yun's eyes were dazed and unfocused.
He felt his mind teeming with overlapping voices—no, this ti, it wasn't just voices; there were faces of people.
Faces overlapped, featuring a Red-skinned Taoist, a singing young man imitating a cow, and a woman with ill intentions.
Suddenly, it seed as if multiple hands appeared in the void, trying to pull him into an unknown, terrifying space.
"Get lost!"
"I don't have ti for this!"
With a furious roar, Duan Yun snapped back to reality.
And on that side, the Ghost Mother dodged one shot, and the remaining two struck her, one severing another leg, the other piercing her back, forming a large hole.
Duan Yun could even see the scene behind through the hole, reminiscent of a human-at window.
Yet even like this, the Ghost Mother kept swimming.
She swam wildly, her arms moving swiftly while those heads swayed in the water like a whip.
But she could no longer move like a Flood Dragon as she had before.
Duan Yun shot out like an arrow, nimbly avoiding the water currents she stirred, then suddenly moving above the Ghost Mother, thrusting his crotch downward with a powerful cannon!
"Ah!"
There was a scream, as the Ghost Mother was blasted spinning in the water.
Normally, she could leverage herself downward, but this ti she couldn't.
The Sword Qi representing pain extended like a red line from the famous sword, pulling her tight.
While pulling her up, Duan Yun followed down.
It was a fierce confrontation, with the eyes of the Ghost Mother now dominated by the ominously Red Hair-covered Duan Yun.
Instinctively, she cried out, "No, please don't."
Unfortunately, the more she resisted, the faster Duan Yun approached.
Young Hero Duan knew that the more the enemy didn't want sothing, the more opposed they were, the more correct it was!
He delivered a knee strike to the Ghost Mother's face, caving it in completely.
Now the Ghost Mother's beautiful face had truly turned into ghostly visage.
The White Impermanence heads on her body lunged forward, about to unleash a sound wave attack.
But this ti, Duan Yun was quicker, his knee striking upward into the Ghost Mother's face, while his right hand ford a vortex, creating a powerful suction.
"Co over here!"
Duan Yun's right palm activated the Beiming Divine Skill, drawing over half of the heads, his left hand's famous sword red line pulling the other half.
The heads sucked over began to spout countless mories, fragnted and chaotic, like a drunken dream—one mont in the sky, another underground, within a tallic egg, then a complete human, then a head again appearing on the Ghost Mother.
Young Hero Duan, in his career, had absorbed countless Evil Demons, if not ten thousand, at least a thousand or eight hundred, yet never encountered mories like these.
For the first ti, he felt that continuing to absorb like this might drive him insane.
He decisively ford a stream-hand with his palm strength, grabbing hold of the vine covering all the heads.
"Let yank it out for you!" Duan Yun snarled with a grin.
The Ghost Mother and the heads imdiately realized his intent, their expressions turning pale, shouting, "No!"
"Don't!"
"Father Yai!"
Among them, a voice even had a Fusang accent.
Though the Young Hero was compassionate, the hand was rciless!
The Red Hair surged on Duan Yun's body, True Qi aligning with his physique, kicking upwards.
Agonizing cries erupted suddenly.
Even the Rong brothers, pursuing in the water from a distance, were clutching their ears, rolling in the water, again bleeding from the seven orifices.
This could be considered him and Duan Yun working together to solve the Ghost Mother!
Those heads were forcibly extracted from the Ghost Mother's body along with the blood-colored vine.
The Ghost Mother's body was ripped asunder, or rather, her entire essence, spirit, and major tendons seed to have been torn away.
Her body went limp, never able to harden again.
Her mangled body sank downward; Duan Yun initially intended to pull her up to burn her, but before he could do so properly, the entire body floated up.
This rising form could only be that of a floating corpse.
A grand figure in the Martial World, a nightmare, just died like that!
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