That was when Duan Yun joined the Breaking Body Sword Qi Column behind the Red Hair Cannon, effectively using the cannon as a head to form sothing akin to a rocket, which allowed it to penetrate so deeply and pierce through Ming Yue.
"Cough, cough!"
Ming Yue had already started coughing blood, the blood was a scarlet, rotten color, tinged with purple.
But in the next mont, her expression changed, becoming ferocious.
"Let out!"
"Let out!"
"Break for !"
Ming Xing spoke, and though it was one person speaking, it sounded like the voices of many people at once.
Even though the words were human, once overlapped, the voice no longer sounded human but more like so terrifying monster.
At this mont, veins appeared all over Ming Yue's body, and she beca crazed.
"Ah!"
She gripped the Breaking Body Sword Energy Column that pierced through her with both hands and twisted!
Crack, crack, crack!
The pitch-black, hard Breaking Body Sword Energy Column instantly cracked, with cracks spreading out like a spider web.
With a loud explosion, resembling the sound of a glacier shattering, the Breaking Body Sword Energy Column broke apart imdiately.
Ming Yue fell to the ground, her hair disheveled.
Ming Xing, enduring severe pain, flew up and was shocked to see her sister's appearance.
At this mont, Ming Yue not only kept muttering curses, sounding inhuman, but even her face beca blurred, as if many faces were twisting together.
Even though being a Martial Arts legend, Ming Xing couldn't understand the situation and could only describe it with words like "possessed".
"Hahaha!"
Then Ming Yue saw Ming Xing, gripping the Breaking Body Sword Energy Column that wouldn't dissipate; she pulled it out!
With a swish, she pulled the sword energy column out of her body, holding it in her hand, looking like she was wielding a long sword over ten feet long.
The next mont, she ignored the massive bloody hole in her belly and charged straight at Ming Xing.
In that instant, Ming Xing was in a daze.
Because the scene was so terrifyingly grotesque, as if it was not her sister rushing at her, but so indescribable monster.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a man's roar sounded, a large hole opened in the ground, and then a pitch-black sword pillar collided with the one in Ming Yue's hand.
No need to think, it was undoubtedly Duan Yun.
Quickly, a man and a woman engaged in a fight, each wielding a sword pillar.
In the blink of an eye, they exchanged dozens of moves, surrounded by the humming sound from the collision of sword energy columns, shaping the air into waves.
Seeing Duan Yun so fierce, not losing to her crazed sister, Ming Xing barely had ti to feel happy before she was startled again.
Because at that mont, she also saw Duan Yun's face.
At this point, Duan Yun's entire body was covered with ominous red hair, even the handso face had it, looking like a handso red-haired monkey.
The key was that Duan Yun was also madly muttering.
It was clearly his mouth speaking, yet like his sister, it sounded like many people.
"Hahahaha! Daoist, I have beco almighty!"
"Above is the Celestial Khan! Moo moo moo!"
"Even if I lift the Prival Imperial City with one hand and bear the abyss, I am still invincible in the world!"
"What! The whole city flew away! I'll push you back!"
When he spoke these words, Duan Yun's eyes also turned scarlet, even glimring with a stream of light.
Seeing the two entangle, Ming Xing only felt madness.
Everyone went mad!
Her sister went mad! Duan Yun went mad! The whole world went mad!
Rumbling!
In front, two palaces were blasted into flight by the two.
Looking at their flying stance, it really seed like they were going to beco heavenly palaces.
Ming Xing suddenly flew up, almost at the sa ti, the ground beneath her exploded, creating a massive crack.
Subsequently, more cracks appeared, resembling so catastrophic earthquake.
That impact was caused by Duan Yun and Ming Yue's battle.
For a mont, Ming Xing felt that if the two continued to fight like this, the entire Mingyu Palace area might be wiped out.
Initially, their battle had so semblance of technique, at least using Swordsmanship and Hand Technique, but by now, there was none of that, more like primitive hand-to-hand combat.
For example, the pair was intertwined, looking like two entangled snakes.
Crack, crack, crack!
That was the sound of their bones vibrating, reminiscent of beans exploding.
Rustle, rustle!
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
Those are the sounds of joints twisting and flesh colliding.
There was no singing around, yet at this mont, Ming Xing seed to hear soone singing.
Ancient warrior songs!
Incessant battle songs!
Their flesh colliding sounds like war drums.
Pop pop pop pop!
Thud thud thud thud!
The drumming felt endless, increasingly rapid.
In Ming Xing's eyes, Duan Yun and sister Ming Yue embraced, their bodies shimring into phantoms.
"Ah!"
Ming Yue suddenly scread because at that mont, Duan Yun was holding her and bit fiercely into her shoulder, tearing away!
A piece of flesh was torn away, blood dripping.
As a Martial Arts legend, Ming Xing was never soone sitting idle. She is well-versed in various martial arts and often engages in combat, even if few can match her.
She considered herself to be all-embracing, able to grasp all martial arts and combat.
Yet at this mont, seeing such a barbaric way of fighting, she was dazed.
What kind of move is this!
On this side, Duan Yun bit a piece from Ming Yue's shoulder, while over there, Ming Yue reached out, clawing directly at Duan Yun's crotch.
"Mad Woman, let go of !"
This ti, it was Duan Yun's turn to scream in pain!
With a bang!
They shifted each other and slamd onto the ground together.
The earth surged like a dragon, flipping a palace over.
With every move, they wielded such terrifying power.
Fallen onto the ground, rolling like on a bed, the ground kept sinking and exploding.
At that mont, they seed like it wasn't just one-on-one fighting, but like a group of immortal monsters battling.
No, still like crazy immortal monsters!
Under such power, except for Ming Xing, no one could even get near them.
Ming Xing used her movent technique, always tracking their traces.
At this point, they had stopped "rolling," trapped in so pit.
Ming Xing jumped down.
The next mont, Qi Force wrapped around her, crushing the scarlet rot constantly erging.
There was countless scarlet rot here, extrely active, with branches stabbing around like swords.
Suddenly, Ming Xing stopped.
Because at this mont, she finally saw Duan Yun and her sister.
The two were still entwined, surrounded by scarlet rotten branches, completely still, as if they had died entwined within the branches.
Yes, at this mont, Ming Xing couldn't feel any aura from either of them.
A mont later, imnse fear struck Ming Xing's heart.
Ming Xing had never felt this afraid.
As the Second Palace Master of Mingyu Palace, she was naturally cold-hearted, believing she wouldn't be bound by any emotions.
Yet at this mont, she feared their deaths.
Because one was her sister, her only relative from childhood to adulthood.
The other, although the last interaction was a fight and a debt of gratitude, in this short ti, they had "married," and fundantally, if not for her, Duan Yun wouldn't have died.
He was there to help, and in this short ti, they were comrades through life and death, but if he died like this, how could she face herself?
It's fair to say these are perhaps the only two people who truly hold weight in her heart.
Those branches stood there, scarlet and rotten, yet exceedingly beautiful. But at a glance, those beautifully wicked flowers seed to grow on them, like those who perished.
Ming Xing cautiously approached, stumbling, never daring to truly part those branches.
As if afraid to face the reality of them perishing together.
Just then, a voice rang out, saying, "Don't just stand there, co help, this woman is poisonous!"
Duan Yun's voice!
Without any hesitation, Ming Xing rushed over!
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