Chapter 359: Wrathfully Destroying Juxian Manor

After hearing Duan Fengyun's words, You Junda's expression changed drastically.

Were the eight road bandits that Qin Shuang spoke of not the very same eight brothers who had died miserably eighteen years ago?

They had searched bitterly for the murderer for eighteen years, never expecting that the murderer was now sitting right before them, drinking and singing with them.

Dan Xiongxin sneered:

"Truly, heaven does not disappoint those who are determined. Qin Shuang, you killed my brothers.

The dead are to be respected; you even insulted them after their deaths. Today, I must make you be buried with them!"

Dan Xiongxin overturned the table and then grabbed the blades of several lackeys nearby into his hands.

You Junda and the others also picked up their respective weapons, the gleaming broadswords flashing back and forth in Duan Fengyun's eyes.

Now it was Duan Fengyun's turn to be depressed; drinking really does ruin things.

He never expected that the murderer they had been looking for for eighteen years would take the initiative to deliver himself to their doorstep today, and even state all the facts—this was truly melodramatic.

Dan Xiongxin pointed his blade at Duan Fengyun and said with soaring rage:

"Qin Shuang, what else do you have to say today?

My eight brothers all died miserably because of you, and their parents also died of grief because they could not bear the shock.

You alone destroyed the homes of my eight brothers, and today I shall seek justice for these eight brothers.

I will cut off your head and take it before their graves to offer a sacrifice to their spirits."

Duan Fengyun did not lower himself to Dan Xiongxin's level; he slowly began to speak:

"Dan Xiongxin, I just said it.

Those eight brothers of yours blocked the road to plot for my wealth; there is nothing to say about that.

But after plotting for my wealth, they actually wanted to kill me to silence me. Ask yourself, if it were you, would you sit and wait for death, waiting for those eight people to kill you?"

Dan Xiongxin sneered:

"Who knows if what you say is true or false!

My eight brothers were all men of great loyalty; I do not believe they would do such a thing.

Besides, your martial arts are so high, you could have just injured them; why did you have to kill them?

The eight of them had just entered the pugilistic world; they hadn't even seen the world or properly experienced life, yet they died unjustly at your hands.

Qin Shuang, no matter what you say today, I cannot let you live."

After hearing Dan Xiongxin's words, Duan Fengyun sneered:

"Hahahaha, 'Little Guan Yu' Dan Xiongxin is truly loyal, isn't he?

For the sake of eight unrighteous people who plotted for money and killed, you actually seek revenge without distinguishing right from wrong.

I must have been blind; your 'great loyalty' is all trash. You should be called 'shielding' and 'indulging'!"

Duan Fengyun was extremely angry now; he had not expected Dan Xiongxin to be this kind of person.

He was even more surprised that everyone in the entire Juxian Manor had the same mindset as Dan Xiongxin.

It seems one really cannot trust television dramas; this group of people is simply a gang that forms cliques, caring only about internal interests and not about the truth of the matter.

It seems there is no staying in this Seven Provinces Green Forest Association. Since he cannot stay, he will change his plans.

After hearing Duan Fengyun's words, Dan Xiongxin shouted angrily:

"Qin Shuang, stop talking nonsense, go to your death!"

After speaking, Dan Xiongxin raised his blade and slashed at Duan Fengyun, and You Junda and the others also raised their blades one after another to slash at Duan Fengyun.

Duan Fengyun looked at the crowd coldly, and as their blades struck his body, several of them were still laughing loudly:

"Qin Shuang, you boasted so impressively.

In the end, you still have no power to fight back."

But after the Duan Fengyun before their eyes smiled, he transformed into a red flame and disappeared before their eyes.

Then, Duan Fengyun suddenly appeared behind them and laughed:

"You group of Mortals, do you think you can kill me with just your amateur skills?

If you want to kill me, go practice for another five hundred years!"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, the crowd immediately turned around with their blades.

Dan Xiongxin said:

"Stop your big talk.

You must have used some kind of trickery just now.

No matter what happens today, we will kill you to avenge my eight brothers and their families."

Dan Xiongxin continued to slash at Duan Fengyun with his blade, while

You Junda and the others also rushed toward Duan Fengyun one after another, holding their blades.

Duan Fengyun sneered, his hands immediately forming a seal; he wanted to let this group of people see the gap between Mortals and gods.

The blades of Dan Xiongxin and the others were caught directly by the magic seal in Duan Fengyun's hands, and then raging flames appeared, burning everyone's weapons to ashes.

What Duan Fengyun used was precisely the Divine Fire Clone; today was his first battle using the Divine Fire Clone.

Dan Xiongxin looked at the remaining blade handle in his hand in shock, and said with a choked voice:

"What kind of sorcery are you using?

Who exactly are you?"

Before Duan Fengyun could answer, the knowledgeable Xu Maogong spoke up:

"If I am not mistaken, what you just used should be the Divine Fire Clone, right?

Legend has it that the Divine Fire Clone is the signature ultimate technique of the Sui Dynasty's Minister of Works, Yang Su. In this world, besides that old demon Yang Su, only his elusive disciple Yuwen Tuo knows it.

You are so young, you shouldn't be Yang Su."

"So you must be Yuwen Tuo, right!"

Xu Maogong's self-righteous deduction directly identified Duan Fengyun as Yuwen Tuo.

It was no wonder; just as Xu Maogong said, Yuwen Tuo was like a dragon that showed its head but never its tail, and apart from those familiar with him, no one else in the world had ever seen Yuwen Tuo.

Therefore, it was not strange that Xu Maogong mistook Duan Fengyun, who used the Divine Fire Clone, for Yuwen Tuo.

And upon hearing Xu Maogong state the identity of "Yuwen Tuo," Dan Xiongxin and the others all retreated several steps.

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree; although none of them had ever seen Yuwen Tuo, they were all very familiar with his name.

In the tragedies that had occurred in the Human Realm over the past ten years, most were the work of Yuwen Tuo.

To this group of people, the three words "Yuwen Tuo" were synonymous with a great demon and an executioner.

Duan Fengyun was momentarily speechless; he had not expected that Xu Maogong would actually mistake him for Yuwen Tuo.

However, since that was the case, he would act in the name of Yuwen Tuo.

Duan Fengyun would not leave anyone in the entire Juxian Manor alive, as this group of people had all seen him use the Divine Fire Clone.

In case they spoke of it later, he would certainly be discovered by Yang Su and the others, so Duan Fengyun would not leave any survivors in Juxian Manor, from top to bottom.

When it came to cutting weeds and pulling up roots, Duan Fengyun was very resolute; after all, he had once been a god of slaughter himself.

As for changing history, Duan Fengyun did not believe that history would change because of the disappearance of Dan Xiongxin and the others.

This was the world of the Xuanyuan Sword, not the Sui-Tang world, so he believed that even killing this group of people would not cause any impact.

Duan Fengyun sneered:

"That's right, I am indeed Yuwen Tuo.

I originally only wanted to have some fun with you lot and let you live for a while longer.

I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of life and death; in that case, today I will send you down to reunite with your eight brothers.

Don't you miss them so much?

Then you can go down and keep them company!"

Sure enough, after hearing Duan Fengyun admit that he was Yuwen Tuo, the hands of Dan Xiongxin and the others gripping their weapons tightened once more.

As the second brother of the group, Dan Xiongxin naturally had to take the lead; he stood in front of the others and said:

"Yuwen Tuo, my Juxian Manor has never had any grudges or enmity with you; why have you come to my Juxian Manor?"

Duan Fengyun laughed: "I just wanted to come out and find some amusement for myself; I didn't intend to be your enemy.

But you insisted on pursuing old matters and insisted on killing me to pay for your lives, so I had no choice but to choose my own life and kill you all."

Looking at the cold-faced Duan Fengyun, Xu Maogong slapped his own mouth; he truly regretted why he had suggested that Duan Fengyun tell them about the events of these years.

Now that the situation had turned into this, they could only fight to the death with Duan Fengyun.

However, they had absolutely no confidence; it was said that eighteen years ago, Yuwen Tuo had used a Golden Divine Sword to defeat the Chen Kingdom's army of one hundred thousand.

Now that Yuwen Tuo's cultivation had reached completion, what could they use to fight him to the death?

Dan Xiongxin knew that there was no escaping death today, so he said:

"Yuwen Tuo, I know that after seeing your true

face, we certainly cannot continue to live.

But the one hundred people of my Juxian Manor are innocent; can you spare them?

I guarantee they will absolutely not seek revenge on you."

Duan Fengyun shook his head and said:

"Villa Master Dan, do you think I would agree to this request of yours?

I understand the principle that if you don't cut the weeds and pull up the roots, they will grow again when the wind blows better than you do.

So, you don't need to say any more nonsense.

You are all doomed to die today!"

Seeing that Duan Fengyun was so ruthless and heartless, Dan Xiongxin, with no way out, charged directly at Duan Fengyun with his blade.

But before he could even reach Duan Fengyun, he was struck in the chest by a single strike of Duanmai Sword Qi from Duan Fengyun and fell directly to the ground.

Seeing Dan Xiongxin fall to the ground and unable to rise, Wang Bodang raised his blade and shouted:

"Since it's death anyway, let's fight him to the end!"

Several people charged at Duan Fengyun with blades, but Duan Fengyun threw a punch, and they were all frozen into ice, subsequently falling to the ground and shattering into pieces.

The leaders had all been dealt with by Duan Fengyun, and not wanting to get so much blood on himself, he waved his Kirin Arm and summoned the Zhurong Fire Spirit.

"Little one, burn this manor from top to bottom, inside and out, for me."

The Zhurong Fire Spirit did not care about human lives; since Duan Fengyun had given the order, it would simply carry it out.

Before long, the entire Juxian Manor was engulfed in raging flames.

"Someone come! Quickly, put out the fire! It's on fire!"

While everyone was busy running around in a panic, Duan Fengyun walked out of the main hall with a cold and heartless expression, then flew directly into the air and looked down.

How could the Zhurong Fire be something this group of people could extinguish? No matter how they tried to put out the fire, it was to no avail.

And with all exits surrounded by the raging fire, the hundred-plus people of Juxian Manor were forced to stand in the middle of the courtyard.

He murmured to himself:

"Everything today is your own fault.

Who told you to be unable to distinguish right from wrong? In your next life, be a bit more clear-headed and don't be like this."

And the one hundred people of Juxian Manor, upon seeing Duan Fengyun flying in the air, all knelt down and said:

"We beg the immortal to show mercy and save our lives.

Everyone in Juxian Manor is willing to be beasts of burden to serve you, Immortal."

Watching the fear of death and cowardice displayed by this group of people at this critical moment, Duan Fengyun felt a bit soft-hearted.

However, after thinking of those previous lessons, Duan Fengyun soared directly into the sky and did not bother with this group of people.

Amidst sounds of unbearable, miserable wailing, the once glorious Juxian Manor turned into ashes.

After the Zhurong Fire finishes burning, it leaves absolutely no traces behind.

By the time others saw the soaring flames and rushed over, the original Juxian Manor had long since vanished; all that remained was a patch of ashes.

Thus, the most famous and powerful greenwood faction in the pugilistic world, Juxian Manor, was reduced to ruins, and its Villa Master Dan Xiongxin along with the rest of the group were also reduced to ashes.