Fun? Fun My Ass! Demon Extermination! Wing Chun!

"Fuck!"

When the twin blades came rolling back, the dozens of spirit tablets on the black, lumpy Meat Mountain all seemed to make the same sound.

The rolling blades had only just passed through, taking plenty of flesh and blood with them. Half its legs were gone. The creatures had practically become mincemeat, and now the blades were coming back!

Another chorus of screams rang through the cavern. The tentacles, already much sparser than before, dwindled further in an instant.

The twin blades returned to Duan Yun's hands, still spinning furiously and looking formidable.

The black Meat Mountain hung with spirit tablets had lost quite a few feet, but faced with Duan Old Devil, it showed remarkable resolve despite its injuries.

Though it had fewer tentacles and much of the flesh beneath them had been scraped away, the little tentacles still stuck out, trying to flee.

"Still trying to run?"

The blades in Duan Yun's hands spun even faster. With a swish, the famed blade on his left turned into a spinning bolt of lightning and smashed into the Meat Mountain.

A bloody hole burst open in the black Meat Mountain. The blade bounced back, spinning into Duan Yun's hand. No sooner had it returned than the Demon Blade Tenderness flew out spinning from his other hand.

For a time, explosions boomed one after another without pause as Duan Yun's spinning blades struck the black Meat Mountain again and again.

Flesh and blood flew from the Meat Mountain. Spirit tablets crashed to the ground, and screams rang out incessantly.

"Stop hitting us!"

"Stop! I'm your father!"

The faces on the Meat Mountain screamed over one another.

For a moment, Duan Yun's blades slowed and lost some of their force. He felt as though this lump of black flesh really was