Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

In the graveyard, the lady in the purple dress was dancing with abandon.

Her entire being pulsed with a strong rhythm, her hair flying, full of cadence.

Watching the light emanating from the glass lamps, Duan Yun felt a sense of illusion.

It was like seeing a refined lady during the day, beautiful and dignified, only to pass by a bar at night for a drink and find her heavily made-up, wearing a small tank top, dancing wildly.

Of course, even lost in her dancing, the lady in the purple dress was still beautiful; or rather, only a woman like her could make “graveyard raving” so charming.

The lady was barefoot, and under her slender jade-like legs, the grave had been flattened, emitting dust.

Not just Duan Yun, even the 'worldly' Shen Ying was dumbfounded.

Was this the Purple-Clad Dragon King's peculiar hobby?

Suddenly, the two barbarian girls stopped playing their instruments.

The flames of the glass lamps flickered precariously, and several extinguished.

The Purple-Clad Dragon King stood there panting heavily, and through the swaying lamplight, one could see her forehead covered in sweat.

The surroundings became quiet all of a sudden, as if only her rather seductive breathing remained.

Suddenly, all the glass lamps went out.

Duan Yun and Shen Ying only felt a purple shadow move, and they both retreated simultaneously. At this moment, the Purple-Clad Dragon King was already standing in front of them.

She was already tall with long legs, and Duan Yun estimated her height to be close to 1.8 meters, with E-cup breasts.

And at this moment, she was standing just above the slope, giving off an aura of overlooking the world.

Duan Yun looked up directly at her, feeling as if he were facing a mountain peak that was difficult to climb.

What put even more pressure on Duan Yun and Shen Ying was her expression.

The Purple-Clad Dragon King's beautiful eyes were somewhat vacant, and there was even a hint of scarlet in her pupils, giving her an eerie feeling.

At this moment, she looked at Duan Yun and gasped, “Hit me!”

“Huh?”

Duan Yun was a little dumbfounded.

“I said, let you hit me!”

The Purple-Clad Dragon King's voice had already changed somewhat.

“Hurry up!”

“If you don't, I'll hit you!”

“Didn't you say you like to counterattack? Do you have to force me to slap you?” The Purple-Clad Dragon King pressed closer step by step.

Duan Yun rarely heard anyone make this request of him. The last time someone made a similar request was the demonic monk from Dusk Temple, who had already been turned into pieces.

“Madam, then I won't be polite!”

Although Duan Yun didn't have the habit of hitting women, he never minded hitting women!

In this martial world, women are terrifying. Not hitting women properly is simply a disrespect to women.

“Come on!”

The Purple-Clad Dragon King's eyes were scarlet, looking very eager.

“Jade Sword Finger!”

Duan Yun raised his hand, and four Jade Sword Fingers shot out smoothly like moonlight.

The Purple-Clad Dragon King thrust forward, not dodging or avoiding.

Thud, thud, thud, thud!

The Jade Sword Finger true energy, which could easily penetrate human flesh and blood, dissipated like ripples after hitting her purple dress.

It didn't even manage to burst her clothes?

“Is that all the strength you have?”

The Purple-Clad Dragon King's pupils were even redder, looking like a queen descending upon the world, she questioned.

As a man, especially a young hero full of chivalry, how could he be told he wasn't strong enough!

And by a woman!

As a result, Duan Yun's robes suddenly moved without wind, rippling out wavelike patterns, and the black energy on his belt coiled up.

Shen Ying, who was standing next to him, noticed the abnormality and leaped to the side.

“Body-Shattering Sword Qi! Come out!”

Countless tiny sword qi surged out from his body, like smoke and mist, instantly merging with the black death energy.

A piercing buzzing sound followed, as if a huge swarm of bees was flying, making people's ears ache.

“Come!”

The Purple-Clad Dragon King said with a face full of desire.

With a whoosh, the black Body-Shattering Sword Qi formed a sword pillar, stabbing towards the Purple-Clad Dragon King.

Faced with the terrifying momentum of the Body-Shattering Sword Qi, the Purple-Clad Dragon King still did not dodge or avoid, standing there.

With a bang, the air in front of the Purple-Clad Dragon King twisted and deformed, and the black sword qi hit it, causing the air waves to roll.

At this time, Duan Yun completely realized that there was something wrong with the air in front of this woman.

It was like a strange vortex that could dissolve sword qi.

His Jade Sword Finger sword qi from before had been dissolved in this way.

But could his death energy Body-Shattering Sword Qi be easily dismissed!

Stab her!

With a boom, the Body-Shattering Sword Qi and death energy overflowing from his body soared, so the sword pillar became thicker and blacker, stabbing more fiercely towards the Purple-Clad Dragon King.

In just an instant, the sweat on the Purple-Clad Dragon King's forehead had been shaken into dust, her bare feet immediately left the ground, and her whole body was blasted backward.

In the eyes of outsiders, her figure had been covered by the Body-Shattering Sword Qi, becoming a blur.

If an ordinary expert encountered this move, they would probably have been pierced into pieces by the Body-Shattering Sword Qi, and even their bones would be riddled with holes, but the Purple-Clad Dragon King in front of him obviously could not be judged by common sense.

Duan Yun could sense that he had not yet broken through the opponent's defense!

The energy formed in front of this woman was like a vortex that could devour everything, and her entire body was like an even larger vortex, capable of devouring everything.

“Little Jade, come out!”

Duan Yun raised his hand, and the Nether Jade Sword Immortal Dharma Idol emerged, possessing the same cold and condescending aura as this lady in the purple dress.

While the Body-Shattering Sword Qi in his right hand suddenly soared, forming a larger sword pillar to stab the person, Duan Yun's left hand had already gripped the hilt of his saber.

“Sevenfold Spring Rain! Damn it, Sevenfold Spring Rain!”

“No! Eightfold! Eightfold Spring Rain Rotation! Damn it! Damn it, rotate!”

Duan Yun didn't expect this Purple-Clad woman to be so tough, actually able to withstand his death energy Body-Shattering Sword Pillar, so he also became excited!

With a boom, the Body-Shattering Sword Pillar passed, forming a huge gully on the grave mountain. At the end of the gully, that purple figure had become blurred, as if it was about to be completely swallowed by the ubiquitous black sword qi.

But Duan Yun knew that she was still there.

Multiple shadows overlapped on the gentle saber body, like ripples of spring rain falling on the lake, and the saber stance in Little Jade's jade hands had also been completed.

Eightfold Spring Rain!

With a boom, the Body-Shattering Sword Qi continued to soar, stabbing wildly, and at the same time, the sound of wind chimes had already sounded.

The saber qi of Sixfold Spring Rain perfectly collided with the saber qi of Twofold Spring Rain, as if a spring thunder had suddenly fallen, stirring up boundless ripples.

“Quick!”

“Run!”

Feng Ling'er, who had already hid far away, continued to hide further.

Under the bombardment of the sword pillar, Eightfold Spring Rain swept towards the Purple-Clad Dragon King.

For a time, saber qi and sword qi combined together, like wind and thunder striking in unison, the grave mound exploded into powder, the black bamboo burst, and half of the grave mountain was shaking.

Crack, crack, crack!

The Purple-Clad Dragon King's purple sleeves and skirt were torn, revealing her fair skin.

At this time, Duan Yun took advantage of the saber qi and sword qi to leap up, excitedly shouting, "Madam, an even stronger one is coming!"

“Love! With! No!”

“Enough.”

Before Duan Yun could say the word “Limits!”, the Purple-Clad Dragon King interrupted.

Duan Yun sheathed his saber and fell from the air.

The surrounding swirling dust was still lingering. After a moment, the dust settled, revealing the figure of the Purple-Clad Dragon King.

She stood there, her temperament graceful, and even though her sleeves and skirt were broken, she still made people feel perfect.

She had already returned to her previous graceful, luxurious, and stunning appearance, as if the her who was raving in the graveyard and the her with scarlet eyes just now was an illusion.

What surprised Duan Yun the most was that under the combined attack of his Body-Shattering Sword Pillar and Eightfold Spring Rain, the other party had only broken some clothes, and was still fair and delicate, spotless.

Yes, she didn't even manage to achieve a large-scale burst of clothing.

The other party just stood there, and had withstood his combined saber and sword attack.

Duan Yun had really encountered this situation for the first time.

The Purple-Clad Dragon King looked at Duan Yun and revealed a gentle and charming smile, saying, “You are not bad.”

Saying that, her figure floated, like a wisp of purple smoke, disappearing into the grave mountain.

Duan Yun let out a long breath, wondering, “Is this enough strength?”

The grave mountain, which had been destroyed, returned to silence, and everything that had happened before was like a dream.

Suddenly graveyard raving, suddenly her pupils turning red, the Purple-Clad Dragon King who asked Duan Yun to hit her, and then suddenly returning to normal, really gave people a sense of bewilderment.

Duan Yun even had the illusion that the Purple-Clad Dragon King had just been ill, and under the powerful attack of his sword qi and saber qi, she had suddenly recovered.

He actually still had the Amorous Finger Strength and Jade Finger Connecting to the Sky that he hadn't fully used to entertain the madam, but alas...

Tonight, he had actually stabbed very happily. The Purple-Clad Dragon King, an opponent who could withstand his combined saber and sword attack without being harmed, was truly extremely rare.

Too rare.

At this time, Duan Yun saw Feng Ling'er and couldn't help but ask, “What happened to your mother just now?”

Feng Ling'er looked at him, and although there was hatred for him piercing her butt in her eyes, it had already changed somewhat.

This guy could have such combat power, bringing her mother to this point, which really exceeded her expectations.

She looked at Duan Yun, her eyes still a little red, and said, “Actually, my mother is ill.”

“Ill?”

As a compassionate gynecologist, Duan Yun immediately became interested.

“I shouldn't have let her come.” Feng Ling'er said sadly.

Duan Yun and Shen Ying returned to Jade Pearl Villa, still surprised by the secrets they had heard.

Shen Ying actually already knew that the Purple-Clad Dragon King was Miss Nangong from the Nangong family, named “Nangong Xuanya.”

The Nangong family was a martial arts family with a long history, and was once the overlord of Leizhou.

Nangong Xuanya was the most talented person in the Nangong family in nearly a hundred years. It could be said that she was a cultivation genius, one in ten thousand. At the age of five, she had already learned the Nangong family's unique skill, “Clear Sky Hand,” and at the age of twelve, she had already become famous in the martial world. In addition, she was a well-known beauty, and could be said to be a stunningly beautiful and extraordinary woman.

But in her twenty-fourth year, she encountered the most difficult opponent, “Jade Guanyin.”

Nangong Xuanya had long disliked Jade Guanyin. Twenty-four years old was the peak of her self, and she had few opponents. Coincidentally, she happened to encounter Jade Guanyin.

The two women, who could be described as stunningly beautiful and mutually disliked each other, naturally could not avoid this contest.

Nangong Xuanya was amazingly talented, but facing the more treacherous and vicious Jade Guanyin, she ultimately lost a move.

Although she survived, she was poisoned by a kind of poison from Jade Guanyin.

No one in the world could cure this poison, but Nangong Xuanya deserved to be one of the most talented women of her time, and she actually cultivated a strange skill herself to detoxify the poison.

But whether the toxins were not completely cleared, or whether there was a problem with the mysterious skill itself, or Nangong Xuanya had a problem with her cultivation, she contracted a strange disease.

That is, she couldn't stand to see graves. When she saw graves, she would think of the dead people inside, and couldn't help but want to dance on the graves, otherwise she felt that she would be dragged into the graves.

Then, after dancing, she wanted to be beaten. If she wasn't beaten, she would go crazy.

At first, she could only rely on cruel self-torture to alleviate this madness.

Later, she simply didn't move on land anymore, but went to sea. In less than three years, she had the title of “Purple-Clad Dragon King” and dominated a sea area.

This can also explain a mystery in the martial world, that is, there is no sea in Leizhou. The Nangong family is a hegemon in Leizhou, but has never been involved in the maritime business. But why would Nangong Xuanya go to sea and become the “Purple-Clad Dragon King.”

Because she couldn't stand to see earth, couldn't stand to see raised grave mounds, but these things were the most common on land.

In Feng Ling'er's words, she had not been active on land for many years, but she still came ashore for her daughter's sake.

Nangong Xuanya originally thought that her madness was under good control, and there had been no problems since she came ashore, but who would have thought that she would still have an attack tonight, and that's what happened later.

Duan Yun never thought that there was such a big pile of things behind the Purple-Clad Dragon King, and this secret.

He couldn't help but marvel at the magic of this world. Was it the poison of that Jade Guanyin, or that strange skill, that caused the Purple-Clad Dragon King to have the problem of not being able to stand grave mounds and having self-abusive tendencies?

If it was that strange skill, he would like to see it.

Obviously, if he were to learn it, he shouldn't have this problem, and he might even be able to find the key to cure Madam Nangong's illness.

Because he is not only a cultivation genius, one in ten thousand, but also a skilled gynecologist!

Genuine!