Duan Old Devil, You Forced My Hand! Annihilate All Beings!

The two tubes in the mustached man's chest spat fire from one side and raked the air with rapid shots from the other. Fire hid tubes, and tubes hid fire. The attack was formidable and viciously underhanded.

Faced with such a fierce barrage, even Duan Yun could only abandon his attack and defend.

The man truly had firepower to spare, and the way those two tubes darted about was downright treacherous.

For a moment, Duan Yun felt as though he faced a two-gun master with unlimited ammunition, launching a relentless assault.

Then the mustached Daoist began spinning in midair. A whirlwind of fire rose with him and swallowed Duan Yun whole.

Duan Yun spun his sword and saber with it, as though dancing through wind and flame.

Even after years of playing with fire, he felt the heat. His sleeves caught alight.

Elsewhere, Shen Ying was fighting the two Daoists with Dual Mastery of Hands and Feet.

Duan Yun had wounded them both, but the instant they saw that she meant to help him, they rushed her.

We might not be able to deal with Duan Old Devil, but we can still deal with you!

This time, the one with the huge feet did not use her imposing kicks, nor did the one with the huge hands use Great Compassion Hand.

What they used instead was the Daoist art of Tai Chi.

Earlier, the sight of that madman carrying manure had shown them that even an ordinary disciple possessed remarkable skill in Tai Chi.

Now two of the Four Great Daoists performed it. Yin and yang flowed through their fists, feet, and legs, sealing every opening. Their mastery was naturally a level higher.

But Shen Ying was using Tai Chi too.

When Duan Yun had first met Shen Ying, she