Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 388 - 250: Astonishing Comprehension! Thunder Fire Heavenly Sword, Cutting Through All Filth! (Please Subscribe)_3
Chapter 388: Chapter 250: Astonishing Comprehension! Thunder Fire Heavenly Sword, Cutting Through All Filth! (Please Subscribe)_3
That was a disciple of the Huangshan Sword Sect just now, overturned by the Endless Electric Sword.
The next instant, a scream resounded.
From the corpses, seven or eight people suddenly sprang out.
Everyone realized at once that these disciples of the Huangshan Sword Sect were pretending to be dead!
At this moment, smoke billowed from Duan Yun’s head as he loudly recited, "Of the Huangshan Six Heroes, the only Young Hero was rendered childless and met his demise at the hands of Old Demon Duan. The remaining five female heroes, fair-skinned and beautiful, pitiable and adorable, not only were they killed by Old Demon Duan, but even their bodies were not spared!"
"He stripped them bare to expose their smooth bodies and had them bound tightly with ropes to squeeze their flesh, creating the most licentious scenes. What’s more, he ordered a group of musicians to play and chant lewd songs and foul language, subjecting them to the most thorough humiliation!"
As he spoke, he turned to look at these remaining disciples of the Huangshan Sword Sect, saying, "This Young Hero Duan has never done such a thing, yet the so-called righteous storyteller insists on saying so, which is why this Young Hero Duan will have you do exactly that.
After you’ve done it, you can live; if you do it poorly, death will not come easily."
Duan Yun looked at these people like King Yan passing judgment.
These disciples of the Huangshan Sword Sect who had survived under the Endless Electric Sword were mostly those who had previously devoured Dragon Meat and Dragon Blood.
At first, they had an air of preferring death to submission, but the next moment, someone said, "I will sing; I’m a musician!"
As soon as these words were uttered, someone immediately said, "I’ll do the binding; I used to work in a brothel!"
In no time, these eight disciples from the Huangshan Sword Sect each took up their role.
Indeed, their recent feigning of death had already proved they were the sort who feared death and coveted life; how could they possibly have any spine before Duan Yun, the Living Yama.
Consequently, Zhao Ling, just as the storyteller had described, was bound and squeezed by these newly acquired disciples, swaying as she was lifted, while others blew tunes and recited verses filled with obscenities.
"You betray and annihilate your lineage, you will not die a good death!"
"Old Demon Duan, even as a ghost I won’t let you off!"
"I want you to spend your life wetting yourself, worse than pigs and dogs!"
"Heaven has no eyes!"
Zhao Ling, suffering extreme humiliation, cursed almost to the point of madness.
At almost the same time, several Bloodthirsty Storytellers watching this scene bled from all seven orifices; one dropped dead on the spot.
They came here intending to gather material, to highly praise the one who would cleanse the evil, the first to use Old Demon Duan as a banner for the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch.
Anyone who bore a grudge against Old Demon Duan was a friend, a subject of their praise.
Zhao Ling was undoubtedly the biggest among them.
Yet before she could assume the position of the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, Duan Yun had reduced her to this state.
Thieving heavens!
Simply blind!
The one who died of anger on the spot was the same person who had earlier described Duan Yun’s ultimate humiliation of the Huangshan Six Swords, the very words Duan Yun had just repeated.
Who could have imagined, these surviving disciples from the Huangshan Sword Sect would disregard righteousness, betray and annihilate their master, and inflict such vile humiliation on Zhao Ling, the female hero they had long praised.
Therefore, he died of rage.
The next moment, Duan Yun’s hand was on top of Zhao Ling’s head.
Supported by the Dragon Essence, Zhao Ling’s cursing suddenly stopped, and she couldn’t help but scream, "I want to be great!"
Her voice abruptly ceased, for at that very instant, she used all her strength to tear out her own tongue to stop herself from crying out.
Afterward, she stared at Duan Yun with poisonous hatred and garbled out a "You will not die a good death!", and then she perished violently.
After some time had passed, the eight disciples from the Huangshan Sword Sect kneeled in front of Duan Yun; the leader said, "Young Hero Duan, we have done everything you told us!"
Duan Yun nodded and said, "Well done."
"Beiming Divine Skill!"
In just an instant, the eight disciples were absorbed into Duan Yun’s body, their faces blurring.
"Why, why!"
As Duan Yun continued to absorb, he replied righteously, "Even though this Mad Woman was evil, she was still your master. For committing such acts, no better than pigs and dogs, it is extreme evil, unworthy of life in this world."
"Old Demon Duan, you will not die a good death."
"You’re a liar, you will die a violent death."
...
"I want to be a Hero!"
"I want to be a Hero!"
"I want to be a Hero!"
The shouting and cursing of the eight people stopped at once, replaced by this loud declaration, like chanting a slogan.
Indeed, the Evil Demon is vanquished, and Heroic Spirit fills heaven and earth!
Justice endures, the spirit of heroism remains alive!
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