Chapter 215: The Great Battle (Part II)

Compared to the battles of the previous few, the fight between Duan Fengyun and Wude was heart-pounding and blood-boiling to watch.

The previous few had not dealt killing blows, but facing a despicable villain like Wude—a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment—Duan Fengyun was single-mindedly focused on killing him.

Wude also harbored monstrous hatred for Duan Fengyun and the others; if not for the appearance of Duan Fengyun and his group, he should still be living contentedly in Xu Fu's small courtyard.

Both men wanted to put the other to death, so every move they made was vicious and fatal.

Having followed Xu Fu for so many years, Wude had also learned a wealth of skills.

Wude raised his hand and unleashed an Eagle Claw Technique, clawing toward the crown of Duan Fengyun's head, hoping to kill him in one strike.

After stepping back, Duan Fengyun channeled his True Qi for the Cloud-Ranking Palm into his right arm; with his powerful Kirin Arm combined with the fierce Cloud-Ranking Palm, a palm wind of Overturning Seas and Mountains surged directly toward Wude's face.

Seeing the stance, Wude knew this palm strike had extraordinary power and hurriedly used the Wudang Ladder Cloud Leap to evade the attack.

Both of their first attacks were perfectly dodged by the other.

Through this exchange, both sides gained a rough understanding of each other's strength, and Duan Fengyun's killing intent toward Wude grew even stronger.

This ticking time bomb must not be allowed to live any longer; with his strength, if he were to suddenly strike them from the shadows, they would truly regret it then.

Wude was also secretly alarmed in his heart; Duan Fengyun and his group were only in their early thirties, yet they possessed such profound cultivation. If he could not eliminate them, he would surely suffer their retaliation one day.

Thinking of this, Wude only wanted to quickly finish off Duan Fengyun and then find a way to deal with Bu Jingyun and the others.

While Wude was still thinking about how to get rid of Duan Fengyun, Bu Jingyun, and the others, a new round of attacks from Duan Fengyun arrived.

Sharp Golden Sword Qi struck directly at Wude, and after Wude dodged again, he sighed:

"What sharp Sword Qi. Brat, what kind of sword is that in your hand? How have I, this old man, never heard the name of your sword in all these years?"

This question from Wude was also a question that had puzzled Di Shitian for a long time; he had lived for over a thousand years, yet he had never heard of the golden sword in Duan Fengyun's hand.

Di Shitian silently waited for Duan Fengyun's answer; he also really wanted to know what this sharp golden sword was.

Duan Fengyun held up his sword and said:

"This sword was bestowed upon me by the heavens to execute despicable and cunning villains like you.

I have named this golden sword the Slaughter Dog Sword, specifically to slaughter unscrupulous dog-like people like you!"

"Duan Fengyun, you!

You dare to humiliate this old man!

Wait until I seize your sword, and we shall see if you can still be so arrogant."

Wude had not expected Duan Fengyun to humiliate him like this; burning with shame and anger, Wude directly used a Shaolin Dragon-Capturing Hand, wanting to snatch the golden sword from Duan Fengyun's hand.

Seeing the giant hand claw in front of him, Duan Fengyun cooperatively threw the Xuanyuan Sword to Wude.

Having obtained the golden sword, Wude laughed loudly:

"Duan Fengyun, now that your golden sword is in my hands, I want you to die under your own sword."

Having said that, Wude grabbed the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword and charged at Duan Fengyun with the sword.

Duan Fengyun laughed:

"Do you think my sword is so easy to hold!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wude felt a burning sensation coming from the hand holding the sword, and in extreme pain, he hurriedly dropped the sword in his hand.

Looking at his palm, which was covered in burns, Wude shouted:

"Duan Fengyun, you plotted against me!"

Duan Fengyun teased:

"I already used it; is my sword something you can just take whenever you want?"

As a divine weapon of the Righteous Path, how could the Xuanyuan Sword obey a despicable villain like Wude? Therefore, even if Duan Fengyun gave the Xuanyuan Sword to Wude, Wude had no way to use it.

With a suction from Duan Fengyun's palm, the Xuanyuan Sword flew back into his hand.

Wude shouted loudly:

"Duan Fengyun, take my Electric Dragon Drill!"

Wude kicked toward Duan Fengyun, and Duan Fengyun leaped into the air, directly using the Wind God Leg to counter him.

Their legs collided, and neither could do anything to the other. Seeing this, both tacitly withdrew their legs, preparing for the next attack.

Wude yelled:

"Duan Fengyun, since your golden sword is so powerful, let's see if you can break this Golden Bell Shield of mine!"

After speaking, Wude exerted force with both hands, and a current of air surged around his entire body; soon, a golden bell appeared around him.

Duan Fengyun smiled, held his sword, and stepped forward quickly, slashing directly at the golden bell on top of Wude's head, yet Duan Fengyun was directly bounced back.

Immediately, Duan Fengyun attacked the front of the golden bell again, but unexpectedly, he was bounced back once more.

Duan Fengyun muttered to himself:

"How is this possible? I clearly just attacked the two major vital points of the Golden Bell Shield; how could I not be able to break it?"

Back when Jue Wushen invaded Zhongyuan, Duan Fengyun had sought out the Secret Manual for the Golden Bell Shield, wanting to find a way to break the Indestructible Golden Body from it.

Therefore, Duan Fengyun was very familiar with the two major vital points of the Golden Bell Shield—the top of the head and the face.

But the current result made him find it a bit hard to believe; he actually could not break Wude's Golden Bell Shield.

Wude guessed Duan Fengyun's thoughts and laughed triumphantly:

"Duan Fengyun, you must be very confused as to why you attacked the two major vital points of my Golden Bell Shield, yet I am completely unharmed, right?

I have studied the Golden Bell Shield for hundreds of years; how could I possibly still leave those two vital points?

I don't mind telling you that a hundred years ago, I fused the Golden Bell Shield with another martial art, the Innate Qi, to create the current Perfect Golden Bell Shield.

Duan Fengyun, you can die in peace today under my Perfect Golden Bell Shield."

After hearing this, Duan Fengyun had a look of sudden realization; no wonder he couldn't break Wude's Golden Bell Shield—it turned out this old guy had long since improved the Golden Bell Shield.

But come to think of it, if it were him, having practiced a Cultivation Method for hundreds of years, he certainly wouldn't allow that technique to have flaws.

However, since Duan Fengyun could break Jue Wushen's Indestructible Golden Body that day, he had the confidence to break Wude's Golden Bell Shield today.

Thinking of this, Duan Fengyun could not help but come up with an idea: since you want to use the Golden Bell Shield, then I shall use the Demon Blade.

After experiencing the incident where Daohuang fell into the demonic path, Duan Fengyun reflected for a long time; he finally realized that a Cultivation Method is dead, but a person is alive, and as long as he is filled with righteousness, he will certainly be able to suppress the demonic nature of the Demon Blade.

Duan Fengyun closed his eyes and slowly guided the thoughts of the Demon Blade in his mind.

He would use the Demon Blade, but he would not let the thoughts of the Demon Blade awaken.

Feeling that it was about right, Duan Fengyun opened his eyes; at this moment, his eyes had become scarlet and filled with murderous intent.

Having regained the Demon Blade, Duan Fengyun stared at Wu De as if a Demon God had descended into the world.

The terrifying Demon Energy made Nie Feng and the others feel waves of Cold Qi; Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun understood that this was Duan Fengyun using the Demon Blade again.

Di Shitian laughed:

"This kid Duan Fengyun, it seems he really wants to put Wu De to death; he has actually started using the Demon Blade that he hasn't used in a long time."

Watching the sudden change in Duan Fengyun's demeanor, Wu De said with a look of shock:

"Duan Fengyun, what kind of evil art are you using?

For all your self-proclaimed greatness, you actually use such a Demonic Path Cultivation Method."

Duan Fengyun said coldly:

"To deal with someone like you, why bother about what is the Righteous Path or not? As long as I can slaughter you, then it is a useful Cultivation Method."

"Blood Blade Demonic Art!"

With a loud roar, Duan Fengyun directly unleashed the strongest move of the Demon Blade.

Suddenly, the entire sky looked as if it were bleeding, with blood-red color permeating the air, even more soul-stirring than Huaimie's Killing Wolf move earlier.

The originally golden Xuanyuan Sword in Duan Fengyun's hand was now stained with an eerie, bloody color, giving it a violent and bloody appearance.

Carrying the Xuanyuan Sword, Duan Fengyun slashed one sword strike after another onto Wu De's Golden Bell Shield.

Wu De laughed loudly:

"Duan Fengyun, you don't need to overestimate yourself; it is impossible for you to break my Golden Bell Shield, just surrender now."

Before his voice had even faded, Wu De felt that something was wrong; he could vaguely feel as if his Golden Bell Shield was about to be broken.

He did not know that Duan Fengyun's slashing was not to find the vital point of his Golden Bell Shield; Duan Fengyun only wanted to use force to overcome ten thousand techniques and break the Golden Bell Shield directly.

To Wu De's disbelief, his Golden Bell Shield slowly weakened; he continuously poured in True Qi, but he could no longer stop the Golden Bell Shield from dissipating.

Finally, with a loud shout from Duan Fengyun, Wu De's Golden Bell Shield was broken by Duan Fengyun.

Suffering from the backlash, Wu De spat out a mouthful of blood; he had sustained extremely serious internal injuries.

Duan Fengyun mocked:

"Wu De, your death date has arrived, prepare to die!"

Using his last bit of strength, Wu De shouted:

"Senior brother, save me!"

Duan Fengyun laughed secretly:

"Save you!

Your utility value is all used up now, your senior brother has no use for you anymore, what is the point of saving you?"

Duan Fengyun had originally thought that after Wu De lost his value, Di Shitian would no longer step in to save him.

But Duan Fengyun forgot one point: so many people were still watching Di Shitian; if Di Shitian did not step in to save Wu De, Huaimie and the others would inevitably be disheartened, and that would be disastrous for the Dragon Slaying Plan.

For the sake of the Dragon Slaying Plan, Di Shitian said something unprecedented:

"Duan Fengyun, spare Wu De.

If you dare to touch a single hair on Wu De, I will not let you off."

Duan Fengyun did not expect that Di Shitian would actually speak up to let him spare Wu De, but Duan Fengyun would not let Wu De go today no matter what.

"Sorry, Di Shitian, today I will not let Wu De go no matter what."

After saying this, Duan Fengyun raised his sword and made a few strokes, severing all of Wu De's hand tendons and foot tendons.

"Duan Fengyun, if you have the ability, just kill me!

Otherwise, one day, I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces."

Wu De said in agony.

Seeing that Wu De was already in such agony, Duan Fengyun prepared to take him away with one sword strike.

But Duan Fengyun felt that the air around him was wrong; it must be that Di Shitian had arrived.

Duan Fengyun raised the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed down directly, cutting Wu De's head off.

Duan Fengyun knew that Di Shitian's Heart of the Saint Art had the power to bring the dead back to life, but he did not believe that Wu De could still live after he had cut his head off.

Finally, this time bomb that Xu Fu had planted beside Duan Fengyun and the others, Wu De, was dismantled by Duan Fengyun.

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