Such self-confidence!
Such pettiness!
Ugh!
Ugh!
Both parties simultaneously let out a cry of pain, with Ming Xing retreating two steps, her thigh hit by several needles, while Duan Yun was struck on the shoulder by the palm force of the Mingyu Palm, heavily smashing to the ground.
Since both sides were using offense as defense, there were no tight guards this ti, and both were hit by parts of the moves.
Ming Xing’s thigh was pricked by needles, feeling an extre itch and pain.
However, with her profound strength, within two breaths, those needle-like fine hairs had been forced out by her.
Duan Yun, lying on the ground, felt as if his shoulder bones were about to split, hurriedly pressed his right hand down, releasing Fingertip Thunder to forcibly heal his injuries.
His injuries were clearly more severe.
Why would Ming Xing give him a chance to heal?
One could see Ming Xing’s body change positions as if stepping on stars, bringing out seven afterimages, and in a blink of an eye, she was in front of the fallen Duan Yun, reaching down with her hand.
Broken Branch Hand!
The Murong brothers had suffered this move before, but at that ti, they were facing a disciple of the Mingyu Palace.
The sa move in Ming Xing’s hands was like a complete transformation.
In that instant, Duan Yun felt his crotch was locked by her hand, with no way to dodge.
The next mont, Ming Xing’s eyebrows slightly frowned.
Because her seemingly certain hit suddenly slowed down, even becoming slower and slower.
As at this mont, Duan Yun’s body slightly arched, his legs had clamped around her legs.
"Heart-to-Heart Clasp!"
"Clamping encompasses everything under the heavens!"
If Ming Xing’s Broken Branch Hand had locked onto Duan Yun’s energy, making it an unavoidable strike, the sharpest spear, then Duan Yun’s leg clamp was the best shield.
Because the mont she was caught by Duan Yun’s "Heart-to-Heart Clasp," her energy was also clamped, unable to be fully unleashed.
No, it’s even hard to release.
This was evident from how her sure-strike claw beca slower and slower, like an old woman with a sore back bending over reluctantly.
However, she could still move, which was beyond Duan Yun’s expectations.
He knew his Clamping Skills had clamped many people; anyone clamped by him, man or woman, creature or beast, could barely move an inch.
Yet, this woman, truly worthy of being the Second Palace Master of Mingyu Palace, he couldn’t completely immobilize her.
Seeing the distance getting closer, Duan Yun spread his legs, releasing the Heart-to-Heart Clasp.
Because during the use of the Heart-to-Heart Spell, his own energy was locked as well.
However, Duan Yun was prepared when releasing the Heart-to-Heart Clasp, but Ming Xing was not.
Her body suddenly loosened, caught off guard, while Duan Yun slid up like a swimming fish.
With a snap, the stone slab on the ground was shattered, and Duan Yun narrowly escaped disaster.
Ming Xing raised her hand to attack again, and at the sa ti Duan Yun straightened up, he delivered a scissor kick right into her vicious Broken Branch Hand.
As a result, both of their movents paused again, as if suddenly hitting the pause button.
Duan Yun had just clamped and surprisingly released instantly, Ming Xing leaned forward, and Duan Yun forcefully kicked out!
With a bang, his kick landed squarely on Ming Xing’s abdon, with great montum and strength.
Ming Xing let out a muffled grunt, flipped over onto the ground, but Duan Yun, who had just stood up, also fell.
At the mont of kicking his opponent, Ming Xing once again initiated Shifting Flower and Wood, taking over part of the impact.
Both fell to the ground nearly at the sa ti, and almost simultaneously slapped the ground with their hands, leapt into the air, and attacked each other almost at the sa ti.
Duan Yun’s left hand contained Fist Power, and his right hand Flirtatious Finger Strength, both hands drawing a bow simultaneously, fast as lightning.
On the way, he actually sent out Fingertip Thunder towards Ming Xing’s eyes.
And Ming Xing still countered with her palm, striking with extre speed.
For a ti, both pairs of hands turned into shadows, tangled together, bringing up the sound of breaking through the air.
From the power clash dozens of steps away at the start to the close-quarters tangle in just monts, it was extrely dangerous.
Both of them were extrely proud; one recognized in the Martial World as the Mingyu Myth, the other considered himself a one-in-a-million cultivation genius, known in the Martial World for his towering demonic reputation.
Both had yet to taste defeat, but at this mont, both felt a trendous sense of pressure.
They could feel the risk of defeat.
Duan Yun was certain that in his ti pursuing justice, this was the first ti he had encountered such a tough and terrifying opponent.
Yes, this battle, he spoke little, roared even less, because there was simply no spare ti to roar.
Even, no gap for the rotation of Extraordinary Wisdom.
In just dozens of breaths, the two had exchanged nearly a hundred moves, mostly offensive with few defenses.
With a boom, a hole appeared in the wall, and the two figures, with their hands and feet becoming shadows, had moved from inside the house to the outside.
The Murong brothers had finally crawled out of the mud, only to find that they had been struck in the abdon and could not summon much True Qi.
They struggled to support Duan Yun but couldn’t keep up with the speed of the two fighters.
In the blink of an eye, the two figures flitted, moving from outside the house into the sweet potato field.
If Ming Xing’s palm was said to be fast and exquisite, able to shift attacks and use the opponent’s force against them, then Duan Yun’s moves were fast and strange. He was not only skilled in Fist Technique and Finger Technique, but Clamping Skills and Breaking Body Sword Energy could erupt from all over his body, for offense or defense.
For a mont, Ming Xing seed to be all palms, emanating a jade glow, while Duan Yun was as if he had several hands and swords continuously growing from his body; he wasn’t as fast as Ming Xing, but he was versatile with the Dharma Image and various techniques.
With two explosions, Duan Yun’s punch landed on the upper edge of Ming Xing’s pristine white clothing, tearing it, and Duan Yun was also struck in the abdon by a Mingyu Palm, sending him flying heavily.
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