Chapter Thirty-One: Mutual Destruction

  Her soul was faint, her eyes were icy as she stared at Shen Du. Her hands also made a move, picking up the collar of her clothes and shaking it off with force, taking off the outer blue robe and casually throwing it onto a nearby branch.

  Shen Du carefully sized up Hundan, and saw that he was wearing a suit of silver-gray armor underneath, with a long sword at his waist, tied with a black sword belt. The black sword belt seemed to have been used for many years, and its edges had already become worn and fuzzy.

  "Little one, you just said your name was Shen Du, right?" Hundun flew up to the top of a large tree in front of Shen Du, his toes lightly touching the green leaves, looking extremely agile.

  Shen Dou raised his vigilance, staring intently at Hundun as he replied calmly, "That's right, I came here to cultivate and become a higher-level swordsman. If you want to fight, I'll accompany you!"

  Huan Dan heard this and burst out laughing: "Ha ha! Refreshing, but I wonder if you have an interest in wine?"

  "Wine?" That was Shen Du's most beloved thing, and he hadn't drunk in years, all because of the downfall of the Shen family, which made him want to stay sober at all times.

  "Yes, liquor. Every time I kill someone, I drink liquor, and I really hope to find a friend who can keep me company while drinking. For more and faster chapters, please go to..." Hún Dàn pulled out a wine jug from behind his back, tilted his head and took a swig, letting out a satisfied cry: "Good liquor!"

  "Friend?" Shen Du was curious about Soul's calm words and actions.

  "Yes, I wish to treat anyone who dies under my sword as a friend, such as you, who will soon die under my Soul Reaper Sword. So I hope you are my friend and can accompany me in finishing this bottle of wine." Hún Dàn said, casually tossing out the wine bottle.

  Shen Du raised his hand to receive it, put it under his nose and took a sniff. It was indeed a long-awaited flavor! Without caring whether there were any problems with the wine, he opened his mouth and drank, shouting: "Indeed good wine!" After finishing, he threw it back to Hun Dan.

  Her soul seemed carefree and happy as she gazed at Shendu, taking a refreshing sip before tossing it back to him, a joyful smile on her face.

  Shen Du was also like this, and the two of them happily drank, drinking.

  The wine was strong enough, both of their faces were flushed with intoxication, laughing happily in the forest, the laughter echoing through the forest, startling the birds into a flutter.

  Shen didn't even know why he was laughing, it was as if he had been suppressing it for too long, and tears were almost falling from his eyes.

  His soul was also smiling, but soon he restrained his smile, his face turned extremely cold again, his right hand rested on the hilt of the Soul-Killing Sword, and he said in a low voice: "Shen Du, the wine is finished, you can draw your sword."

  Shen Du also restrained his smile, his face turned solemn, and slowly drew out the orange long sword in his hand. He said calmly: "Soul淡, I don't know what kind of ability you possess, but I believe you are absolutely a very precious friend. If I die under your sword, please promise me one thing."

  The long sword at his waist had yet to be unsheathed, but the powerful sword energy stirred up a strong gust of wind in the forest, causing Shen Dou, who was standing on a branch, to feel as if he were about to fall.

  "I also admire your generosity, whatever request you have, just say it out loud, if I can do it, I will definitely not decline!"

  "Alright, Shen Du has thanked you in advance. If I die under your sword, please leave Jiuyou City and find Feilu of Shachen, tell him the news of my death. Also, please help her resist the attack from Modu. For more and faster chapters, please go to..."

  "Is that all?" Hún Dàn's face was filled with surprise, "Even when death is imminent, you're still worried about that person named Fei Lu. It seems he's very important to you."

  "Of course she's important, she's my savior and the one I care about most in my heart. She's someone I want to protect with my life." Shen Du said seriously.

  "So good, I appreciate you, so I also ask one thing of you. If I unfortunately die under your sword, please go to Soul Mountain and find Happy"

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  "Brother, tell it of my death and let it devour my body, don't let my body be defiled by anyone else."

  Shen Du was taken aback by the words, and he wondered what kind of person he really was. But there was no time to think about it, as Soul Duan's expectant gaze was fixed on him, waiting for his answer.

  "Alright, I promise you!"

  As Shen Du's voice fell, the two stopped talking and stared at each other with fierce killing intent in their eyes.

  Shen Dou's sword did not move, and Soul Dampening Sword had yet to leave its scabbard, but the fierce winds stirred up by the sword auras of these two in the forest caused the dense leaves within the thicket to rustle loudly.

  For a long time, the two of them stared at each other from dawn till noon.

  The sun was right in the middle of the sky, and the scorching sunlight made their vision blurry, but Soul Dull suddenly drew out his Soul-Extinguishing Sword at this moment.

  A long sword was drawn from its scabbard, and a golden light burst out, surpassing the brightness of the sun at noon. The light was dazzling and terrifying, illuminating the entire forest and engulfing Shen Du's entire body.

  Shen Du was shocked, releasing the mid-term sword energy of a Sword Master. The orange sword energy formed a defensive sphere within the golden light, perfectly enveloping Shen Du's body.

  "Hey! It seems we have to go all out this time!" Shen Du gritted his teeth, his right hand gripping the hilt of his sword with all his might, held horizontally at his side, while his left hand was behind his back.

  Ling Dan saw the situation and smiled: "You don't look tense at all." As he spoke, his long sword swung out to the right side. Unexpectedly, the sword which was only about one meter long when sheathed, reached two meters in length after being unsheathed. First time update

  Shen understood that a sword is an extension of one's arm, and the opponent's sword was a full meter longer than his own, giving them a natural advantage.

  "You look very calm too."

  The two still appreciated each other, but both of their faces were filled with murderous intent.

  His soul suddenly left the standing branches and leaves, took a step forward, stood on the void, and said coldly: "We will decide the outcome with one move!" As he spoke, his sword energy was all hidden in his sword.

  Shen Du is also like this.

  At this moment, the surroundings of the riot became extremely calm, and the expressions of the two people also became extremely calm.

  In an instant, the two people exchanged positions, with their backs facing each other.

  Shen Du's movements didn't change, the long sword was still held horizontally at his right side, and his left hand was still behind his back. His handsome face also didn't show any unusual expression.

  His pale movements didn't change, the long sword slanted to the right side, his left hand naturally hanging down, but the expression on his face showed suffering, a thread of fresh blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and a voice came out from his throat:

  "Good swordsmanship!"

  "Indeed it is, good swordsmanship!"

  Shen Du also softly praised him.

  The two of them almost simultaneously fell from thin air.

  "Boom!"

  Two people's sword energy simultaneously burst out and a fierce collision occurred in the forest, with two three-foot-deep large pits being smashed into the ground.

  "No! How is that possible?!" The pale hand grasping the hilt of the sword began to shake violently, and with great effort, he stood up, his face filled with a look of unwillingness, glaring furiously at Shen Du.

  "No! I won't die!" Shendu also stood up, trembling all over, and from a distance, he saw that the white hair on Huan's head had changed, originally soft and smooth, it was gradually turning fiery red.

  "What is it!" Shen Du asked with a terrified face.

  "Hmph! Shen Du, it seems I have no choice but to let you witness my signature move, the Soul Ignition Sword Technique!" Hún Dàn said coldly, seemingly dissatisfied with their current miserable state of being evenly matched.

  As soon as the voice fell, Shen Du only felt that the temperature around him had become extremely hot, and his whole body was like being in a volcanic lava, as if he would catch fire at any moment.

  "What kind of swordsmanship is this!" Shen Du was shocked and started sweating profusely, finally becoming tense, even his heartbeat became intense.