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Chapter 89 - 88: The Turning, The Eightfold Spring Rain You Never Imagined is Turning! (4k for Subscription)_2

Chapter 89: Chapter 88: The Turning, The Eightfold Spring Rain You Never Imagined is Turning! (4k for Subscription)_2

Waves of energy rolled around for a moment, and the air flowed like water. Nearby black bamboos were uprooted, and several bloodthirsty spectators, regardless of gender, had their undergarments blown away!

This was just the aftermath of the Sevenfold Spring Rain breaking through the Peacock Feather, but what about the Peacock in the midst of the Sevenfold Spring Rain?

The Peacock in the sky was plummeting downwards; even with his pride, he did not want to take on the sharp edge head-on.

But when he tried to evade, the Spring Rain was omnipresent.

The spinning Sword Qi cut through his body, bringing up a trail of blood.

And then, feathers.

Colorful feathers!

The Peacock’s body was surrounded by broken feathers.

These feathers were colorful, with a lustrous sheen, utterly extraordinary.

Suddenly, his smooth jade-like body was covered in these feathers.

With a bang, the Peacock smashed into the ground, creating a big hole upon the massive impact, turning the nearby black bamboo into shattered fluff.

He stood there, coughing up blood, yet a charming smile hung on his face.

"Great sword technique, great sword technique, but still not enough," the Peacock said, smiling.

Feathers in disarray hung on him; these colorful feathers, being somewhere between tangible and intangible, seemed both like real feathers and as if formed entirely from Qi Force.

And it was these bizarre feathers that blocked Duan Yun’s usually invincible Sevenfold Spring Rain.

Duan Yun was panting heavily, his arm wielding the sword numb.

Having already fought continuously, he was significantly fatigued, and now he had consecutively used the Breaking Body Sword Energy and the Sevenfold Spring Rain, it was no wonder he was exhausted.

To others, Old Demon Duan might seem unfazed, even just slightly injured, but in the Peacock’s eyes, it was fatal.

His beautiful face, still not free of the colorful feathers, resembled a humanlike bird, creating a sense of horror.

"I bet you at most can enact such a sword technique one more time, but I can block it more than once."

The Peacock was confident, as if he could see right through Duan Yun’s heart.

Nearly everyone believed that Old Demon Duan would be defeated this time.

Defeated completely.

If it were just a one-on-one, who would fall, Old Demon Duan or the Peacock, remained uncertain. However, Duan Yun had first bloodily battled the elder of the Thunder God and Mother Sect and the fairy of the Red House, not only depleting much of his strength but also revealing all his moves.

While the Peacock had always been resting easy.

Demon Slaying Conference, Demon Slaying Conference, yet Old Demon Duan was about to die at the hands of another demon, isn’t that an irony!

Duan Yun was moving, the nearby black bamboo swaying.

The Peacock seemed to have an absolute advantage, but Duan Yun knew he had not yet reached a dead end.

This graveyard was filled with Death Energy, and by activating the Breaking Body Sword Energy, he could penetrate through the graveyard in any direction, even creating countless caverns to confuse others, catch his breath, and make a comeback.

But he knew, even after catching his breath, there was no guarantee he could kill the Peacock.

Indeed, this was the strongest and most troublesome opponent he had ever encountered.

At this moment, the Peacock had crawled out of the pit and was closing in.

The eerie feathers on his body fluttered, bearing immense oppressive power.

Duan Yun, who had contemplated retreating deeper into the Black Bamboo Forest to find a new opportunity, suddenly perked his ears, gripping the handle of his sword, and said, "You bet I could only use such a sword technique one more time, and maybe you’re right. But what if my next strike is even stronger?"

The Peacock halted in his steps.

"Spin! Damn it, let the Eightfold Spring Rain spin!"

Duan Yun’s arms bulged with muscles, veins popping on his forehead, as he suddenly roared!

In the woods, it was as if another Old Demon Duan was shouting.

For a moment, the Peacock felt a chill in his heart and wanted to retreat.

But at that moment, Old Demon Duan had already charged over.

Duan Yun dragged his sword along, the blade enwrapped in spinning Sword Qi.

"Spin!"

"Damn it, spin!"

There seemed to be just one Old Demon Duan, yet the voices on the mountain sounded like more than one.

Everyone was scared stiff!

They couldn’t understand what was happening.

With a whoosh, the Sword Qi roared and spun outwards.

The surrounding black bamboo and soil instantly turned into dust, even the wind seemed to be shredded into tatters, but it wasn’t just that one direction of black bamboo and soil that was reduced to dust.

It was also behind the Peacock’s right!

He realized all at once that it wasn’t just one person!

Two Old Demon Duans?

Duan Yun’s strike was not the Eightfold Spring Rain, it was still the Sevenfold, but he knew the power of this strike was definitely more than just sevenfold.

Because he was not alone!

At this moment, watching another swirl of spring rain, Duan Yun’s originally icy and ferocious heart felt a touch of warmth.

You wait at ease, relying on a horde of demons in a war of attrition to come out on top, wanting my life, but I too have friends!

Now, let you taste what is called the companionship of justice!

Seeing this, Peacock’s face changed abruptly, trying to escape, but at this moment, a Rapid Shadow suddenly attacked, cutting off his retreat.

Peacock’s head swayed, and the afterimage brushed past his ear, avoiding it.

But in the next moment, the afterimage crashed into a tombstone in front of it.

With a bang, the tombstone exploded in an instant, and the afterimage, carrying a strange Qi Force, rebounded back, striking straight at Peacock’s face.

Peacock raised his hand to block, and the afterimage shattered under the impact of his Qi Force.

Only then did he see clearly; it was a brick.

A sinister and ferocious brick!

The brick did not hurt Peacock but slowed his steps.

In the next moment, two sword techniques with nearly identical origins transformed into spring rain, swirling in from two directions, leaving Peacock with no way to avoid.

In just an instant, the sky changed color, and Peacock felt a sharp pain, his beautiful body becoming a blur.

The situation once again took a drastic turn for the worse!

Bloodthirsty spectators, some half-buried in the ground, some hanging from trees, some straddling tombstones, and some riding on people, had their mouths agape, unable to utter a word.

So sudden, so terrifying, so exhilarating!

Peacock raised his head and let out a bird-like piercing shrill, his colorful feathers suddenly flaring, as if about to soar into the sky.

Thereafter, he was engulfed by Sword Qi and truly soared into the sky!

The two waves of enveloping spring rain burst forth with a terrifying momentum, soaring straight into the heavens the moment they wrapped around Peacock.

For a time, the swirling Sword Light, like a tornado, shed Qi Force that sliced painfully against the skin.

And Peacock at the core?

Snap, snap, snap, snap!

Peacock’s thick feathers dulled, instantly shattered, then grew back frenziedly, only to shatter again.

The relentless spring rain eventually comes to an end.

But for Peacock, the process was agonizingly long.

By the time the Sword Qi dissipated, Peacock fell to the ground like a ragged sack.

His body was devoid of colorful feathers, covered in deep, bone-exposing wounds.

Duan Yun strode forward, grabbed him, and with a thrust of the Elbow Sword, hit him squarely in the abdomen, bending his entire body like a shrimp.

Then, a Jade Sword Finger pierced through his temple.

Duan Yun let go, and Peacock, now completely unable to stand, fell to his knees in front of Duan Yun with a thud.

No one spoke.

No one dared to speak.

Peacock was shattered all over, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

He had been watching the changes silently, calmly observing two rounds of battle, wanting to take advantage at an opportune time, wanting to torment Old Demon Duan to death while undefeated.

He always enjoyed torturing others unscrupulously.

But in the end, he was ambushed by Old Demon Duan and surrounded.

It was a sneak attack!

Old Demon Duan claimed to be a Young Hero, appearing to fight valiantly against all heroes; Peacock wanted to take advantage of this "naivety" of the young demon head, to take his life!

He didn’t expect Old Demon Duan to have such a contingency plan.

In sheer cunning alone, he had lost!

Peacock’s cruelty and pride vanished in an instant, his torn mouth begging, "Old Demon Duan, you, let me go, you can change me into a woman and defile me, treat me like Star Fury, as long as you let me go..."

Duan Yun grabbed his hair and said, "I said Young Hero! I said Young Hero! Let you go, is it possible? You dead demon!"

Saying that, he grabbed Peacock’s head and with a slash, cut it off!

With a swish, blood splattered.

Duan Yun, holding Peacock’s head high, roared, "Peacock Demon is dead, who else dares!"

Silence, absolute silence, only the sound of the wind over the hills.

"Run!"

Suddenly, someone blurted out.

In the next moment, dust rose on the hilltop as heroes scrambled to flee, countless graves trampled into ruin.

"Run!"

"Old Demon Duan has gone mad!"