"Romantic toy!"
The intense feeling imdiately spread through the entire body of the operatic man. His mouth opened, spitting blood; his legs trembled, urine flowed, and the pulsating on his chest, which had already been spraying, beca extrely fierce, like an arrow.
The old servant who had sneaked in to watch silently had his mouth agape in shock, only to be hit and collapse to the ground, rolling incessantly.
Duan Yun combined his fingers as a sword, striking at the critical point on his chest.
One must admit, this operatic man was not without skill, at least his endurance was notable.
Even while being beaten until fluids flowed from both ends, he managed to react, his hips jerking upward, allowing his body to slide back.
Thus, the sword finger ant for his chest landed squarely on his crotch.
But this instead gave him so montum to counter.
After all, his lower area had already been kicked, rendering him numb to further pain there.
The man had long lost his natural elegance, fear shining in his eyes.
Such a master had arrived!
"Awakening Spring Mountain!"
The man suddenly shouted, his cheeks turning green as if changing a mask, and his palms struck out accordingly.
Crash!
His entire green face seed to peel away, carried along by the palm wind, transforming into a green light shooting towards Duan Yun.
Duan Yun struck with his palm, intending to disperse the green light.
With a bang, the green light dispersed, resembling a mountain of greenery, yet also seeming to co alive, condensing as it pressed towards Duan Yun like a Spring Mountain.
Such transformation caught Duan Yun off-guard.
He continued sweeping his palms in a whirlwind, seeking to isolate the verdant presence outside.
anwhile, the operatic man launched a desperate counterattack.
For he knew that if he didn’t seize this rare opportunity, it would be his life forfeit.
"Flower Field Oolong!"
"Fragrant Osmanthus and Orchid!"
"Bo Ya’s Broken String!"
With each shout, whether it was the blood spurting from his mouth and chest or his face changing colors like transformations, it continued altering.
For a mont, the air was filled with multicolored blood like spilled dye all over.
anwhile, the man leaped up, singing in operatic tones from above, "Yi ya ya ya! Overlord Farewell Ya!"
His operatic shift was utterly seamless, the Overlord’s part was a high male voice, turning to a soft female voice for the Farewell.
Suddenly, the weather changed dramatically.
In the eyes of Duan Yun and others, the operatic man’s entire being transford.
He floated aloft like an Immortal descending from the heavens, resembling an earthly overlord, and then a peerless songstress.
Even Duan Yun and Little Yin, usually confident, felt sowhat inferior.
Indeed, Young Hero Duan, who prided himself on imnse charisma, felt overshadowed by the opponent’s dominion, and Little Yin, lauded for exceptional beauty, montarily felt less beautiful.
Especially the opponent’s chest, with tubes spurting blood; it should have been ungraceful, yet in this mont, it was as beautiful as a Fairy Scattering Flowers.
Admiration appeared on Little Yin’s face.
Duan Yun was no different.
He felt inferior in terms of grandeur and also saw unprecedented beauty in the opponent.
He had encountered many beauties before, such as the self-proclaid most beautiful under heaven, the Jade Guanyin, and the alluring Star Palace Master, but now he felt this was true earthly beauty.
In such a context, he found his Qi chanism and Qi-blood influenced, distracted by the opponent’s majesty and allure!
Majesty instilled fear, while beauty captivated him deeply, making it hard to act.
He couldn’t bear to damage this extre beauty in the slightest.
No, sothing is wrong!
Illusion?
It must be an illusion!
Why would such an incredible illusion arise!
Under this "Overlord Farewell," everything seed extraordinarily stunning, with the floating Overlord Farewell being so unrealistically beautiful.
But Duan Yun knew, that was a sign of even greater danger.
"Extraordinary Wisdom! Activate!"
"I command you to see through everything!"
In a flash, countless thoughts flashed through his mind like bolts of lightning.
Duan Yun noticed the multicolored blood floating in the air, a sudden realization struck him.
"I understand now!"
Bugs!
Poisonous bugs!
The blood wasn’t just blood; it had multicolored poisonous bugs.
The bugs dispersed throughout the space, unconsciously emitting mysterious toxins that affected human consciousness, causing hallucinations.
By this mont, the unbelievably beautiful Overlord Farewell had already descended.
He held a spear in his hand, descending like a celestial immortal.
An astonishing spear!
The spear indeed was incredibly stunning, and the descending figure was exceptionally beautiful, appearing like an almost perfect painting before him, making one reluctant to destroy it.
Because it was too perfect, choosing to be pierced by it rather than destroy it seed preferable.
As the saying goes, "Under the peony, dying as a ghost is also romantic." And at this instant, it was under a celestial immortal’s spear that one feels glamourously dying as a ghost!
Even Little Yin was willing to be impaled for that perfection.
And Duan Yun?
"Breaking Body Sword Energy! Damn it, turn for !"
Suddenly, imnse Breaking Body Sword Energy whirled densely, like swirling Silk Rain, converting Duan Yun into a Sword Man.
The mont the Breaking Body Sword Energy swept out, the scene before Duan Yun underwent transformation.
The once unbelievably beautiful Farewell, the once overwhelmingly stunning spear, all shifted.
Farewell’s face transford into a disheveled man’s face, looking like a heavily-built man in drag, and his impeccable figure was replaced with the image of his chest with two guns erratically spurting milk, while the stunning spear was rely a broken flag spear.
The flying blood was both blood and insects, plus poison.
When Duan Yun’s Breaking Body Sword Energy sliced through the surrounding blood and insects, his eyes finally beheld the truth.
Seeing such a "Farewell" coming his way, Duan Yun felt nauseated at the thought of being taken advantage of by a pervert!
With a squelch, the operatic man sighed with relief, a smile broke out on his face.
This surely fatal spear had struck, thus he wouldn’t die.
Yet a mont later, he found Duan Yun still standing intact, looking at him.
He lowered his head in bewildernt, terror creeping up his face.
"How, how is this possible!"
The spear that should’ve pierced the opponent had pierced his own navel.
The next mont, his body wavered, heavily crashing into the ground.
Following that, a barrage of brutal punches and kicks resounded.
"Damn you!"
"Pretending to be a beauty!"
"Pretending to be a beauty!"
"You’re a creepy guy pretending to be a beauty!"
"All n in drag deserve to die!"
...
Little Yin and a host of madams, alongside the old servant rolling on the ground, remained under the effect of the hallucinogenic poison.
Hence, they saw Duan Yun strike the stunning celestial immortal with a spear and then assaulting her viciously with kicks and punches.
A celestial immortal beautiful as this being hit, is this still human?
Is there no justice!
This was the thought on everyone’s mind.
The old servant, tongue shredded by blood arrows, fiercely cried out, "Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
"Hitting her hurts this old servant’s heart!"
Seeing the old servant so smitten, Duan Yun looked down at the drag man he’d beaten to a pulp, only feeling more revulsion.
This damn pervert dressing as a woman, even beguiling an old man!
Despicable!
At this mont, he struck even harder.
The man wanted to explain that the others were poisoned, suggesting a truce, but unfortunately, Young Hero was in a frenzy, delivering dozens of kicks to his mouth, giving him no chance to speak.
It’s dood, it’s over!
""
"Bo Ya’s Broken String!"
At this point,
one of them is a human palm.
Like a bear paw human palm,
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