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Chapter 155

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"Ah!"

Duan Qingwu let out a scream and used his left hand to cover the wound on his right shoulder.

Du Feng was extremely careful. As long as the situation was not right, he would immediately summon his ghost servant. But it seemed that there was no need to worry, because the old woman waved her crutch again, the target was still Duan Qingwu.

"Stop!"

"How dare you!"

The Snow Mountain Sect disciples finally reacted, especially Senior Brother Liu, who was covered in cold sweat. He was responsible for Duan Qingwu's safety. If something happened to this young master, the elders would definitely not let him off when he returned to the sect.

"Ah!"

Another scream was heard, and everyone's heart tightened. So many Snow Mountain Sect disciples attacked the old woman with their swords, but she still smashed Duan Qingwu with her crutch, cutting off his left arm.

The key to dismembering a living body was to be alive before the dismemberment ended. Therefore, people would usually choose to use thin and sharp weapons such as boning knives. It was the first time they saw someone dismembering with such a heavy crutch like the old woman.

"Young man, don't worry. I won't let her die so quickly."

The old woman easily dodged everyone's attack and waved her crutch again. Looking at Duan Qingwu again, one of his feet was missing. His right foot was cut off from the ankle, as smooth as a knife cutting tofu. Because he was missing a foot, his body lost balance and was about to fall.

The snake head crutch waved again, and his other foot also disappeared. His body that was about to fall was straightened again. This process was very short, before the Snow Mountain Sect disciples attacked again.

"Thy blood molded my wolf body, thy …"

Duan Qingwu chanted the warbeast incantation, wanting to summon the blood wolf warbeast to complete its transformation. But before he could finish, his mouth was hit by the crutch. All his teeth were knocked out and blocked in his mouth. His entire face could not be seen clearly, and he was swollen like a monster.

"Thy blood molded my wolf body, thy soul sacrificed to my wolf god, warbeast fusion!"

Senior Brother Liu was the first to react. He was also a wolf warbeast, not a blood wolf but a snow wolf. Blood wolves were known for their brutality and bloodthirstiness, while snow wolves were known for their agility. Once the fusion was completed, the sword in his hand suddenly accelerated.

"Swish swish swish …"

What a beautiful sword technique! He had long heard that the Snow Mountain Sect was famous for its Drifting Snow Sword Technique. His swordsmanship was light and agile, targeting the vital parts of the human body. Now it seemed that it was true. The hunchbacked old woman didn't even try to dodge. The Fluttering Snow Sword Art, which was known for its speed, was unable to hurt her at all.

How was this possible? Could it be that she had an immortal body? The more Senior Brother Liu fought, the more frightened he became. Each move was more ruthless than the last, and each move was faster than the last. Even if he couldn't injure the old woman, he could at least force her to stop attacking Junior Brother Duan. At the same time, he secretly sent out a distress signal, hoping that Senior Brother Fan would come to his rescue.

Not only was Senior Brother Liu dumbfounded, but the other Snow Mountain Sect disciples were also dumbfounded. Was this old woman a human or a ghost? How could she ignore the attack of the treasured sword? The sharp sword had clearly slashed across her face, but why didn't it leave any scars?

Murong Mansha stood there in a daze, not daring to move at will, for fear of accidentally angering the old woman. Zheng Xiaohui grabbed the corner of Du Feng's clothes, unable to suppress the nervousness in her heart.

Du Feng was carefully observing with his eyes, and he seemed to have noticed some clues. At first glance, it seemed that the old woman didn't move, but the other woman moved, and moved very quickly. She only avoided the part that was attacked by the sword, dodging a little before immediately moving back. For example, when the face was attacked, the body would not move, and the head would move. Just as the tip of the sword slashed across the face, the head would immediately move back. When the abdomen was attacked, the stomach would cave in and then pop out, while the other parts of the body would not move. Visually, it would give the impression that the whole body had not moved.

What a fast speed, what a strong judgment. Du Feng had reason to believe that even if the Vermillion Bird Hall Master, Azure Dragon Hall Master and the others were here, they would not be a match for this old woman. Such a strong combat awareness was not something that could be achieved with a high level of Cultivation. She must have gone through some special training.

Could this person really be an adjudicator? What was her purpose in entering the Land of the Buried Dragon at such an old age? Everything in the world was nothing more than "benefits". It was impossible for her to enter just to kill people. But in this Thunder Fall Hall, was there anything that the adjudicator would be interested in? If there was, then it could only be …

Oh no, Du Feng suddenly thought of a problem. The old woman could very well be here for the Ghost King.

"Ah!"

Another scream, causing even Du Feng to jump in fright. Duan Qingwu's shin bone had been completely knocked out, breaking cleanly from the knee down. He was in so much pain, yet he had not fainted, much less died. It was unknown how the old woman controlled her strength.

"What should we do? Should we make a move now?"

Murong Mansha secretly used a secret message to discuss with Du Feng whether they should join forces with the Snow Mountain Sect disciples to attack the old woman. From the looks of it, she was only punishing the enraged Duan Qingwu. Even when the other Snow Mountain Sect disciples attacked, she only dodged and did not retaliate. But no one knew who her next target would be.

"Don't be in such a hurry to make a move!"

Du Feng did not let them move, as he was afraid that it would anger the old woman. According to the rules of the adjudicator, there must be a reason for making a move. He was neither servile nor overbearing, and wanted to see if he could muddle through. At the same time, he was constantly observing the old woman, looking for a pattern in her fighting movements.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. Even with the ghost servant as a trump card, he still needed to fully understand his opponent. He seemed to have seen that kind of movement technique somewhere before. Du Feng opened the treasure house of his memory and searched quickly, and remembered it was …

In a short period of time, the remaining Snow Mountain Sect disciples had all completed the battle beast fusion. They attacked many times in succession, but still could not hurt the old woman. Later, they simply gave up and waited for the other party's verdict. If they were guilty, only death awaited them. If they were not guilty, they would quickly leave this place and never come back. It should be said that they never wanted to meet the adjudicator again, and never enter any secret realm in this life.

Duan Qingwu, who had already been found guilty, had his shin bone knocked out, followed by his thigh bone. At this time, only his torso and head were left, and half of his body was standing on the ground, but he was still alive.

"Old witch, kill me if you dare!"

Knowing that he would die, he was not so afraid. Instead of being tortured like this, it was better to die. He spat out the broken teeth and blood in his mouth and said fiercely.

"Hehehe …"

When the old woman laughed, everyone had goosebumps. It was too horrifying, and it was useless to block their ears.

"City Lord Duan is famous throughout his life, how could he have a son like you."

"You know …"

Duan Qingwu was shocked when he heard this. He was about to say something, but he could no longer say it. The next round came and directly knocked his head off.

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