The young master of the Gu Family was defeated like this, losing when he seed to be about to win, defeated very suddenly.
So suddenly that many Gu Family admirers couldn't accept this outco.
The Young Master exerted his power, the Young Master took dicine, the Young Master's Seventeen Dragons power with an unstoppable force in the world, the Old Demon retreated, the Old Demon was at a disadvantage, the Old Demon retreated step by step, the Old Demon was dying, the Old Demon had won.
It was their Young Master who died.
To avoid ultimate humiliation by Old Demon Duan, the Young Master even swallowed his own life's root, yet Old Demon Duan still wouldn't let him go.
Could it be that this world is destined for the Demon to run rampant?
Is there still any justice?
Is there still ancient law?
Duan Yun stood there breathing heavily, even coughing a bit.
I have to admit, today's match of force against force was quite intense, this ti it not only made him sweat profusely, but also bled and suffered so internal injuries.
It can only be said that the intensity after the opponent used the dicine was not low, even could be described as very strong, it actually pushed him to this extent.
The last ti he was this seriously injured was when he had to kill that Mad Woman of Huang Mountain and was hit with a Dragon Claw.
This long-lost feeling of being injured truly made him feel an excitent and wonder he hadn't felt in a long ti.
He didn't even use demon electricity to heal, because he wanted this kind of state.
A state of both internal and external injury.
Duan Yun wanted to rely on high-intensity battles to push the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain to a higher level.
He believed that high-intensity battles could force out his potential, and to so extent, it really did.
Just now, he consecutively used Love Unlimited, Electromagnetic Sword Field, and Heroic Fire Lotus, and even almost used Dream Building Skill for tactics, as if his body entered an extrely rare high-intensity state, comparable to having run three thousand ters, fell, scraped the skin, and still having to do high knee lifts and push-ups, what's the difference from being dead.
This kind of severe injury that takes ten days to half a month to recover seems like a great terror between life and death, the effect of forcing potential is not bad.
Born in adversity, die in comfort.
That state of internally and externally pained flesh and blood made his mind extrely clear, as if Extraordinary Wisdom was wide open.
The moves of the Spring Rain flew through his mind swiftly, incomparably clear.
His understanding of the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain beca deeper, discovering that the previous comprehension of Extraordinary Wisdom was not perfect enough.
Or rather, Extraordinary Wisdom also had gaps, his current Extraordinary Wisdom is now above that ti!
The physical pain, the great terror that takes ten days to half a month to completely recover, motivated him to take a step further.
Extraordinary Wisdom, break!
At this mont, ten epiphanies flashed through Duan Yun's mind.
He often used a single epiphany to describe Extraordinary Wisdom, and now, it was tenfold.
His mind flashed with light, more dazzling than a flashbang.
And at this mont, Duan Yun had grasped the essence of elevating the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain another step!
That essence is pain!
Suffering!
Yes, to elevate the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain a step further, to reach the awe-inspiring Ten Layers, the body must endure suffering.
Suffering is the ladder of the Ten Layers of Spring Rain.
Because the power of the Ten Layers of Spring Rain can already let the entire Martial World feel pain.
And only suffering can bear the sword intent that allows the Martial World to feel pain.
His current injuries could only recover in ten days to half a month, extrely painful to the extre, and the sword intent understood naturally rises with the tide.
Inside Duan Yun's body, the sword intent kept rising, breathing rapidly, utterly self-absorbed.
In the eyes of the onlookers, Duan Yun should be exhausted and heavily injured, difficult to move.
At this ti, the Bloodthirsty Storyteller suddenly shouted: "What are you waiting for! Slaying the Demon is tily! Old Demon Duan is seriously crippled!"
Originally, so of the Gu Family followers were already intending to seize the opportunity to charge, although they couldn't be considered Gu Family mbers, they could only be considered the Gu Family's dogs, but even the Gu Family's dogs were a cut above others, not to ntion they could make a fortune in the Martial World because they were the Gu Family's dogs!
If the Gu Family perished like this, they couldn't even be dogs!
But at this mont, when the words "Old Demon Duan is seriously crippled!" erged, they instead seed to be doused with a bucket of ice water, not only cooled down but even wilted.
Old Demon Duan and the critically wounded Old Demon Duan were the sa person, but not the sa species, just like certain taboos in the Martial World, untouchable.
The Bloodthirsty Storyteller, seeing this, was so anxious that he almost vomited blood.
"This ti it's true! Really true!"
The Bloodthirsty Storyteller never expected that the illusion of the severely crippled Old Demon that he had been cultivating would actually have a counterproductive effect at this mont.
This ti, the Gu Family's young master dueling Old Demon Duan was a rare event in the Martial World, and also a rare opportunity to eliminate the Old Demon.
And so, those who ca to fan the flas were all the elite of the Bloodthirsty Storytelling Sect.
Or rather, those who could rank in the top hundred in front of Tai Sui.
Their storytelling achievents were illustrious, not only having a group of die-hard listeners themselves, but their die-hard fans could also influence others, the rumors in the Martial World, not knowing how many were related to them.
This kind of fanning of the flas easily caused martial world people and sects of all sizes to hate and kill each other, not knowing how many people were violently killed because of this.
But the Bloodthirsty Storyteller not only didn't care about this, but instead thoroughly enjoyed it.
Thinking that all the Martial World's woes were related to them, they couldn't help but puff out their chests, feeling that they could manipulate the Martial World.
But the Jade Pearl Heroes led by Old Demon Duan, instead, brought them enormous trouble, and Old Demon Duan even organized a Great Hero Storytelling Sect against them.
This was simply a challenge to the prestige of the Bloodthirsty Storytelling Sect.
The Bloodthirsty Storyteller would never allow such a thing to exist!
At this mont, looking at this once-in-a-lifeti opportunity, the Bloodthirsty Storyteller was completely anxious.
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