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Afterward, the three fishing n’s bodies shuddered and fell over.

The two won in red revealed joyful smiles on their faces.

The woman with a bun chuckled, "Fourth Sister, I want the face in the middle."

In her hand, sohow, a very slender knife had appeared.

The blade was extrely narrow, thin as a cicada’s wing.

The edge of the blade pierced the man’s face, moving along.

Quickly, a grotesque and terrifying scene unfolded before their eyes.

The man’s facial skin was thus flayed off, intact and complete.

The two won must have been quite fond of skinning faces, their beautiful eyes brimming with delight.

At that mont, an ethereal voice rose, "What kind of evil demon acts in broad daylight, flaying people’s faces."

Startled, the two won spun around and saw a man in green standing amidst the mist, his figure tall and straight.

Even as the fog swirled, the half-carved wooden mask on his face couldn’t hide his handso features.

The bun-haired woman, holding the human face, giggled, "Sister, this man has quite a handso face."

"I’ll go and cut it down to see!"

As she said this, she stepped on a fishing rod planted in the ground, propelling toward the man like an arrow released from a bow.

Her movents were both fast and sharp, evading with clever direction changes mid-flight.

Her knife-wielding hand was very steady, confident she could slice off this face with a single motion.

"Be careful!" the woman with twin ponytails shouted.

In the next mont, the bun-haired woman’s motion abruptly slowed when, just as she was about to collide with the man, a dense mist suddenly surrounded him.

It was actually threads of Sword Qi, like smoke!

With a clang, the extrely narrow knife sliced upward, colliding with the Sword Qi threads.

Although these threads seed fragile and were easily cut, they suddenly manifested an ominous black color.

Clang—a pause gripped both her knife and her montum.

"Uh!"

The woman flew past, then flew back again.

She now had a blood hole in her shoulder, and if it weren’t for the fishing line Fourth Sister pulled back in ti, her fate would have been even worse.

For a mont, this young and handso man, who seed like a gentle doctor, appeared quite terrifying amid the fog.

The two won exchanged knowing glances.

Seeing this, Duan Yun prepared his sword finger, ready to counter any move.

It had to be said, these two won were quite skilled, especially the twin ponytails, hidden and yet unrevealed, as if holding many cards up her sleeve.

At that mont, the two won arched their bodies and lifted the hems of their skirts, speaking in a charming voice, "We were blind and have offended the elder, we hope the elder will spare us for the sake of ’Thousand Faces Divine Sect.’"

"Elder, if you have any punishnt, we sisters are willing to accept it."

As they spoke, they lifted their skirts even higher, revealing underpants with exquisitely detailed patterns.

He had never heard of this "Thousand Faces Divine Sect," but their way of apologizing did seem quite sincere.

"Accept any punishnt?" Duan Yun asked.

"Of course, our big sister always taught us to know current affairs, or we’ll suffer. Please, elder, for our big sister ’Thousand Faces Goddess’s’ sake, punish us properly."

"Good! Good! Good! I, Mr. Duan, I, Doctor Xu Xian, love those who understand the tis and are brave heroes. So first, fall down!"

With a boom, Duan Yun’s Fist Technique suddenly erupted, and he punched out.

Bang bang, the two won hit by the punch fell to the ground the mont they spat out blood, their faces bearing a sorrowful expression.

The twin ponytails woman seed to have much deeper skills, speaking sorrowfully, "Why such a heavy hand?"

Indeed, she felt her whole being might be flattened by this punch, but what truly tortured her soul was that sorrowful Fist Intent.

Seventh Sister was trembling, rolling her eyes as if broken.

"As a doctor, how can I demonstrate my dical skills if you’re not seriously injured?" Duan Yun said seriously.

"How dare you disrespect my ’Thousand Faces Divine Sect.’ My big sister, the ’Thousand Faces Goddess,’ is nearby..."

Tap tap, the woman’s pressure points were sealed by Duan Yun.

"Thousand Faces this and that, Divine Goddess or whatever, never heard of it. All just evil demons who skin faces, and will be exterminated together."

"Thinking an apology and showing so panties can save your life? I, the doctor, first inflict serious injuries on you, then after treating you repeatedly, it’ll be ti for Young Hero Duan Lang to perform Demon Extermination."

Saying this, with a face full of Heroic Spirit, the ’Doctor Xu Xian’ with the dical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart appeared imposing.

Looking at that heroic and handso face, the twin ponytails woman couldn’t help but think of soone.

Could it be?

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