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Chapter 345 - 233: Crescent Blade, Crescent Blade! (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 345: Chapter 233: Crescent Blade, Crescent Blade! (Please Subscribe)

Inside the inn, the oil lamp flickered.

Both Meat Venerable simultaneously exerted force in a slap, and two table legs came surging toward them like lightning, with a force that was both immense and heavy.

The Murong brothers were seated there, bodies weaving low, legs kicking out with great strength.

Their kicks were both fast and accurate, only to hear two loud snaps as their shoe soles burst open a trail of dust, and the table legs were kicked back.

"Good leg strength!"

The two Meat Venerable didn’t even try to dodge but stood up straight, as the table legs immediately smashed into their belly fat, sinking in like into a quagmire.

No, as their bellies undulated, the air around them twisted and deformed.

Whoosh whoosh twice!

The two table legs burst out from their bellies, the momentum even fiercer and more violent than before.

The air resonated with a burst sound, bringing up two trails of ash-white currents.

Just now, as the Murong brothers’ kicks hit the table legs, it seemed effortless, but in fact, their feet were a bit numb.

The strength of these two Meat Venerable really was formidable.

At this moment, the blade was already unsheathed in his hand.

But the moment the blade left the sheath, what swept across with his left hand wasn’t the blade’s edge, but the scabbard.

The scabbard, like a fierce wind, accompanied the turn of Murong’s body, thus the two table legs charged with immense force were scooped onto the scabbard, spinning back!

"Spring Rain, Fourth Layer!"

The table legs howled as they returned, with the spinning Sword Power, each smashing towards the two Meat Venerable.

Thud thud, two dull sounds rang out; though the table legs clearly smashed onto the Meat Venerable’s corpulent bodies, they brought forth drum-like thuds.

The two Meat Venerable couldn’t help but be forced back several steps, crushing nearby tables and chairs into pieces.

The very next instant, the Meat Venerable on the left soared into the air.

Despite looking as round as a ball, she flew up quite nimbly.

But that nimbleness lasted only a moment, because at this time, she was already falling.

Light as a feather when she rose, yet exceptionally heavy as she descended.

Murong only felt darkness before his eyes, as if a mountain was pressing down upon him.

The pressure came quickly and ferociously; it was too late to dodge.

Murong had no choice but to strike with his sword.

With a whoosh, a flash of Sword Light passed by.

With a boom, the ground was smashed into a huge human-shaped pit, and Murong was buried beneath a mountain of flesh, appearing utterly lifeless.

But the next instant, the Meat Venerable suddenly let out a muffled grunt, her entire body falling backward, bringing up a trail of greasy juices.

A blade of light seemed thin but was incredibly bright, shot out from the pit, strikingly noticeable.

Murong shot out from a deeper part of the pit.

Because at the instant the Meat Venerable pressed down, Murong’s Sword Light did not cut towards the Meat Venerable, but the ground.

The ground was first split open by his slash, and he dived into it, thus avoiding most of the Meat Venerable’s crushing attack. Moreover, he found an opportunity to gather strength and slash out with his blade.

The Spring Rain Sword Qi spun among the Meat Venerable’s fat, first sending out disgusting oils; it wasn’t until now that a trail of blood followed.

The Fifth Layer of Spring Rain had barely managed to breach the defense.

"Damn it! Sixth Layer!"

"Sixth Layer Spring Rain Spinning!"

Murong soared into the sky, breaking through the roof, shouting loudly in midair.

In the blink of an eye, the Sword Qi rotating inside him had connected into one.

Whoosh!

Sixth Layer Spring Rain swept downwards, like the spring water of Bi Lake.

Wherever the spring water swept, tiles shattered, beams turned into dust, and fat was scattered as flying grease.

The Meat Venerable on the left had a large gash cut open on her body.

The rotating Sword Qi did not stop; as it pressed her body backwards it also minced her thick flesh.

If it wasn’t for her ample and resilient fat, perhaps her organs would have been injured.

They had indeed underestimated the swordsmanship of Green Blade Demon.

In the next instant, one could only see the right Meat Venerable’s body fat tremble, sticking to the left Meat Venerable’s belly.

The two combined as if conjoined, rippling together, and thus dissipating the fearsome Sword Power.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

"Endless Hatred indeed!"

Murong, who had flown into the air, now descended, with the surge of the Green Saber Intent all over his body, revealing a pained green hue, his hair also spreading like seaweed in water.

Following closely, a nearly two zhang long Green Jade Sword Qi cleaved down from mid-air!

Upon seeing this, the right Meat Venerable thrust forward her body, her chubby right hand deftly scooping up a blanket from the ground, rolling it upwards.

The blanket, which was initially soft, became as hard as an iron stick at this moment, and flicked up!

But this strike was no match for Murong’s Sword Qi.

This was, after all, the Sword Intent of Endless Hatred, honed hundreds and thousands of times under the bed by Murong!

With a splat, the blanket tough as an iron rod was instantly slashed to pieces, and the vast Sword Qi continued to strike.

In that moment, the Meat Venerable’s arms spun, twisting into the shape of a pretzel, while the fat in her palms swelled up like discs, pushing upwards.

Crack, that was the sound of Sword Qi cutting into flesh.

The Meat Venerable had obstinately taken the blow with her arms’ fat.

In that instant, her fat seemed to have thousands of layers.

However, the Green Jade Sword Qi was extremely malevolent, digging viciously into her body, and in an instant, her face turned green.

"Ah! Qing, go and overcome Meat Venerable! I can only survive if I see Meat Venerable being dealt with!" the Meat Venerable cried out in pain.

At Qingni Temple, they didn’t believe in gods or Buddhas, only in Meat Venerable. This faith was even a kind of perverted adoration.

The Sword Qi of Endless Hatred Jade Blade had corroded her, causing her to utter such a scream.

The left Meat Venerable, also known as Qing, witnessing this, couldn’t help but shout: "What are you waiting for?"

As her words ended, a tall figure swiftly flashed, charging at Murong like lightning.