The two meat Bodhisattvas had just been dazed by Duan Yun’s knee strike, they didn’t even have time to react before feeling a bone-chilling coldness.
What’s more terrifying is that this chill quickly entered their bodies.
The blade and sword edge had already cut into their fat, spinning around.
Due to the thick layer of fat, they initially didn’t feel much pain, but the sense of fear clung to their souls like a relentless maggot.
Because they could clearly feel their fat rapidly disappearing, the chilling sharpness of the blades had already penetrated through the fat into the body.
If their fat was a thick armor, then the person before them was stripping it away!
It was unbelievably fast.
In the eyes of the bloodthirsty audience, the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.
Duan Yun turned into a storm of blades and swords descending from the sky, stirring up the flesh of the two meat Bodhisattvas.
But what he spilled was not seawater, but fat.
The fat from the Bodhisattvas’ bodies sprayed out like a violent tempest.
One of the most bloodthirsty Jianghu guests closest to the scene was so shocked that with his mouth opened in disbelief, he was knocked to the ground by the fat, his mouth full of oil, unable to get up.
The white fat splattered onto the cliff, producing a dense sound, as if a layer of white paint had been applied.
But as soon as the white was applied, it quickly turned red.
The storm of Duan Yun’s sword blades swept downward, not attacking the weak spots but rather targeting the other party’s thickest belly and legs.
Young Hero Duan liked to defeat opponents at their strongest point!
The blood splattering was intensely crimson; even a butchered pig during the New Year wouldn’t have so much blood.
The two meat Bodhisattvas felt pain.
Intense pain coupled with fear, immense fear.
Human fear lies in the disappearance of life and the unknown.
And now the thickest places of fat on the two meat Bodhisattvas had been sliced into a mess, making them even more vulnerable than a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river.
They had never encountered such a situation, hence their fear.
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Like some occasional grandmasters from different sects would give them a lesson or two.
But as long as they resolutely defended, the opponent could defeat them but not kill them.
Or it would take a great deal of effort even for a grandmaster to kill them, plus considering the reputation of Qingni Temple, neither the righteous nor the Demon Dao would threaten their lives.
But this time, the situation was completely different.
The other party’s blades and swords were too fast!
In the world of martial arts, speed is unbreakable.
Their fat could withstand hundreds or even thousands of cuts, but what about someone who could turn into a storm of blades and swords?
In just a short period, they had endured a thousand cuts and their thickest fat had been entirely scraped away, leaving only life!
No way this person truly dared to kill them, right?
They were the Bodhisattvas of Qingni Temple, who would dare!
But as this thought came up, the two meat Bodhisattvas could already see their fatty legs.
They rarely saw their own legs, as their bellies were so fat and layered with folds, making it impossible to see the legs.
But now they could see them not only because their belly fat had been cleaved away, slimming them down but also because their upper bodies had detached from their lower bodies.
The fierce blade and Sword Qi slashed horizontally, cutting open the last pieces of skin and fat.
As a result, the upper and lower bodies of the two meat Bodhisattvas were separated.
The upper half lay on the ground while the lower half remained standing there.
This truly had a touch of the ruined clay Bodhisattva in a worn temple.
This scene was undoubtedly horrifying.
Because the meat Bodhisattvas were so fat, they looked even more intimidating than the clay statues in a temple.
But who would have thought that a person with a sword and a knife could slice them into two?
The two meat Bodhisattvas were cut into four pieces, with blood and fat mixing, nearly blocking the mountain path.
This is the price for the Evil Demons not giving Young Hero Duan face!
This is the price for the Evil Demons daring to lay hands on the Murong Brothers under his protection!
The last remaining meat Bodhisattva junior sister, upon witnessing this, lost all will to fight, trembling from both legs, her massive body leaping up, and fluttering up the cliff like a swallow to escape upwards.
"Where do you think you’re running to!"
In the next moment, Duan Yun’s body turned into an afterimage, chasing after her.
The cliff on one side of the path was steep and quickly shrouded in mountain mist.
At this point, the figures of the two had already plunged into the mist, making it impossible to see clearly.
Initially, the mist was very calm and showed little change.
The bloodthirsty audience looked up, only able to see the vast white mist.
The next moment, the person at the front suddenly let out a weird cry.
Because crimson suddenly fell from above.
Crimson blood mixed with white fat, resembling scattered snow.
Immediately afterwards, two heavy fat legs fell from the mist, smashing the solid ground.
Each fat leg was probably over a hundred pounds.
Soon after, Duan Yun emerged from the mist.
Because he was holding the hair of the escaping meat Bodhisattva, dragging the legless body down from above.
Looking from here, he resembled a fiend emerging from hell.
Even the boldest audience member upfront was scared to wet themselves upon seeing this scene.
Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue tightly held hands, their bodies tense with nervousness.
This scene, even though Duan Yun was a teammate, still frightened them.
Duan Yun smashed the body of the fleeing meat Bodhisattva between her two senior sisters, remarking, "I’m being kind today, sending you all off together."