Sword Soul Legend

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After parting ways with Yu Linglong, Jianhun continued his wanderings, eventually arriving in the small town of Chang'an. He randomly chose an inn to stay at. As night fell, he recalled the passionate night he spent with Yu Linglong, and a burning desire ignited within him. "Oh! What to do?" he murmured, involuntarily gripping his penis and stroking it up and down. His mind replayed Yu Linglong's mature body, especially her high, firm breasts, the two rosy nipples, and the alluring peach blossom triangle. After masturbating, white semen gushed out, accompanied by a wave of pleasure coursing through his body.
One day, Sword Soul arrived at a nearby mountain and strolled leisurely along a mountain path, enjoying the beautiful scenery. Suddenly, he saw two stone tablets standing on either side of the road. The left tablet read "Valley of Death," and the right tablet read "Those who trespass will die." If it were an ordinary person, I think they would have given up in the face of such a challenge. But today, he was Sword Soul, so it was a different story. What in the world could possibly be difficult for Sword Soul, who was known for his cold-blooded and ruthless nature?
Sword Soul suddenly remembered a legend from the past. It was said that a witch lived in Valley of Death, known as the Fairy of the Demon Realm. She was incredibly beautiful and had been famous throughout the martial arts world for sixty years. Due to heartbreak (note: it was said that she was dumped by a guy called the White-Clad Sword God), her temper became unpredictable. As long as she saw a man who disliked her or had improper thoughts about her, she would just say "kill." Countless souls had fallen to her sword. Her actions were universally condemned, and righteous people alike wished for her death. However, their martial arts skills were vastly different, so they had no choice but to let her go. Her brilliance attracted the attention of a reclusive master who had long lived in seclusion. They agreed to a duel atop Mount Tianshan. The two fought for a day and a night, and the master finally won with a single move, Meteor Shower. He could have killed her, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. So, he made the fairy swear that she would live in seclusion in the Valley of Death for the rest of her life, never to set foot in the martial world again (it is said that the master and the fairy spent a night together). From then on, the fairy of the demon realm kept her promise, living in seclusion in the Valley of Death and disappearing from the martial world. Peace returned to the martial world, but that's another story. It turns out that this master was the Sword Soul's master, known in the martial world as the Sword Sect Master. The fairy's story was told to him by his master.
Driven by curiosity, the Sword Soul wondered what secrets lay inside. "I want to see for myself," he thought. "What nonsense about those who dare to trespass die? I'll go in and see what you can do to me!" So he walked along the path.
"What's that smell?" It was awful—camphor fumes, poisonous! He quickly held his breath. Inhaling even a little made him dizzy and lightheaded, but thankfully his internal strength was formidable, so he continued forward. Along the way, the sides were littered with bones—human and animal bones—a chilling sight. Sword Soul thought that some martial artists must have tried to enter the canyon, but perished before even reaching the inside. How pitiful! And these animals too (unexpectedly, our Sword Soul still has a bit of humanity, heh-heh). Sword Soul continued walking, and after about an hour, the camphor fumes lessened and gradually disappeared, replaced by fresh air. "Ah, so refreshing!" Sword Soul took a deep breath. Looking around, "Hey—isn't that a waterfall?" Because it was the rainy season, the water rushing down from above was like a stampede of horses. Beside the waterfall, on a moss-covered, emerald-green rock, stood a stone statue with its head held high, its sharp eyes fixed on the waterfall, like a guardian deity.
The waterfall, its silvery waters cascading down, splashing high into the air due to the jagged cliffs, was truly a paradise on earth. The sword spirit cautiously made his way forward. Beside a rock formation amidst the spray of the waterfall, he could vaguely make out a figure practicing martial arts. Hiding behind the statue, the sword spirit pondered. Suddenly, a beautiful young woman's face emerged from the waterfall. She took a deep breath, channeled her inner energy, raised a dark, unassuming sword, drew a sword mark in the surrounding water, and then returned to the waterfall. Wielding her sword amidst the massive cascade, the sword spirit thought, "This woman's skill is impressive; I must be careful."
"Who is she? It can't be the Demon Realm Fairy, can it? The Demon Realm Fairy must be an old woman now. Perhaps she's her disciple."
The sword spirit guessed correctly; this young woman was indeed the Demon Realm Fairy's disciple. Every morning and evening, except for mealtimes and sleep, she practiced her martial arts beneath the waterfall. Suddenly, she cried out, "Ha! I understand! I understand!"
She was so overjoyed to have solved a difficult problem that she couldn't help but shout. As she did so, the girl wielded her sword in a circle, forcing the waterfall's flow to stop. Beneath the circle, only a few drops of water fell.
"Such profound skill, seems to be on par with mine. Today I've finally met my match," the sword spirit mused silently, head bowed in thought. The girl emerged from behind the waterfall—a stunningly beautiful woman, with fair skin, a youthful and radiant aura, and bright, intelligent eyes. Her beautiful face and figure made her a rare beauty, comparable to Yu Linglong. At this moment, the sword spirit finally saw the girl's true face.
The girl danced with great enthusiasm, exclaiming in admiration, "What amazing swordsmanship! Master's martial arts are truly formidable!" Finally, it was time to rest. The girl, dressed in a thin white robe and a short yellow underskirt, slowly walked forward. The sword spirit glanced at her closely; what a beautiful figure! Her clothes, soaked by the water, vaguely revealed her alluring body, like a lotus emerging from the water.
Water droplets slid down the girl's delicate face, like tempting peaches. The sword spirit was mesmerized. The waterfall cascaded like mercury. At this moment, the sword spirit no longer wanted to dodge and flew to the girl's side. A stranger had suddenly appeared before her, and the girl was about to draw her sword. "Please stop, young lady! I mean no harm!"
the sword spirit quickly said.
"Who are you? What brings you here?" the girl asked fiercely. "I have intruded unintentionally into your esteemed place, please forgive me. May I ask your name, young lady?" The two finally faced each other and saw each other clearly. "So cool, so handsome! A weathered face, a slash across his cheeks that only enhances his dashing appearance—isn't this the ideal man I've always dreamed of?"
Sword Soul was also stunned by the girl's unparalleled beauty, and both were momentarily taken aback. Sword Soul was the first to react.
"My name is Sword Soul. And you, young lady?" The girl replied shyly, "My name is Shangguan Feiyan. My master passed away long ago, leaving me all alone here. Sword Master is the first person I've met in years. It's a rare coincidence that we've met here. Why don't you come to my room? My room is in the cave ahead."
"Alright, I'll accept your invitation. Please," Sword Soul replied.
Her soaked clothes clung tightly to Feiyan's skin, revealing her beautifully curvaceous body to Sword Soul.
The two flew into the cave. Just as they were about to invite Sword Soul to sit down, they suddenly felt Sword Soul's eyes fixed on their chests. Only then did they realize that their clothes were soaked through, and their bodies were faintly visible. They blushed and felt extremely embarrassed. Just as they were about to run away, Sword Soul, of course, wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. He pulled Fei Yan into a strong embrace, his strong chest pressing against Fei Yan's full breasts. Even through the thin, soaked clothes, Sword Soul could still feel the firmness of Fei Yan's breasts, and felt a burning sensation from her nipples. Fei Yan revealed a sly smile and said, "Brother Sword, what do you want to do?"
Sword Soul gently moved his hand from Fei Yan's waist to her breasts.
Feiyan let out a silvery laugh, deftly dodging the attack, and said, "Brother Jian, don't try to take advantage of me! I'm still pure and innocent, never been touched by a man before!" She turned and ran behind Jianhun, wrapping her arms around his neck, crossing her hands over his chest, pressing her breasts tightly against his back. She playfully breathed in his ear and gently kissed his cheek.
Jianhun turned and picked Feiyan up, crossing her long, slender legs around his waist, and sat her on the ground, revealing her beautiful breasts.
Looking up at Feiyan's pretty face, he said, "Feiyan, I'm sorry, I think I went a little too far. Men and women shouldn't touch each other."
"Brother Jian, it's all fate now. As long as you treat Feiyan as your most beloved woman, I'll be content," Feiyan said, gazing tenderly at Jianhun.
Feiyan slowly lowered her head, her luscious lips pressing tightly against Jianhun's. Their tongues intertwined, licking each other, exchanging saliva, their bodies tightly embracing, their kiss burning passionately.
Then, Sword Soul licked along Fei Yan's pretty face, down to her snow-white neck. Sword Soul's hand, like a snake, slithered from Fei Yan's back to her yellow petticoat, gently caressing her fair buttocks, then touching her hidden paradise.
Sword Soul pressed his middle finger against the most sensitive clitoris in Fei Yan's vulva, gently and rhythmically vibrating it, rubbing along the folds of her labia.
Fei Yan suddenly felt waves of unprecedented pleasure rush to her head (Note: Fei Yan had never left the valley since birth, and having lived with the old witch since childhood, she had never experienced such pleasure). She opened her long, slender legs, immersed in the pleasure of foreplay, letting out alluring moans.
Sword Soul continued to slowly kiss Fei Yan's pink neck down to her full, firm breasts. Through her soaked shirt, he sucked, licked, and bit her breasts, his desire growing ever stronger. Sword Soul suddenly gasped, moving his hands away from Fei Yan's wet vulva, grabbing her collar and tearing her clothes open, revealing her full, delicate, white breasts.
Sword Soul sucked on Fei Yan's pink areolas and quickly removed the rest of her clothing. Feiyan smiled coquettishly, carefully removing Jianhun's clothes. Her moist lower body rubbed against Jianhun's rounded penis. Looking at the flawless, perfect body before him, Jianhun couldn't resist moving his lower body, inserting his penis deep into Feiyan's petals. They kissed passionately, their thrusts synchronized
with Feiyan's movements, her body swaying between Jianhun's legs. Her breasts swayed rhythmically, and with each thrust, Feiyan let out wanton moans, "Brother Jian, faster, deeper, so comfortable, so good, come in a little more, yes, here!"
While enjoying the physical pleasure, Feiyan said intermittently, "Brother Jian, um, wait, um, don't ejaculate inside, keep going here."
After a long while, the thrusting reached its climax. Feiyan felt waves of intense pleasure rush to her head. "Ah, Brother Jian, don't stop, hurry up, keep going!" Jian Hun quickly pulled out his hot penis and moved it to Fei Yan's delicate little mouth, his hand still stroking his own penis. Fei Yan glared at Jian Hun with her cunning and charming eyes and spat,
"Brother Jian, do you want me to serve you with my mouth?" Jian Hun nodded breathlessly. Fei Yan slowly extended her wet tongue and began to lick Jian Hun's hard penis, carefully and gently licking it from the base to the opening, sliding back and forth along the sensitive part of the penis. Suddenly, Fei Yan opened her cherry-like mouth and took Jian Hun's entire penis into her mouth, sucking it intensely up and down. Jian Hun felt a warm, tingling sensation in his penis. Looking at Fei Yan sucking his penis, he suddenly got excited and pressed Fei Yan's head down hard. His penis began to throb and spit out thick white semen. Fei Yan wanted to get away, but found that she could not move an inch. She could only let Jian Hun shoot all the semen into her mouth.
Feiyan knew what Jianhun was thinking, and helplessly swallowed his semen, saying, "How does it feel to eat your semen?"
Jianhun tightly embraced Feiyan's naked body, gently caressing her soft skin, breasts, and full buttocks, saying, "It feels amazing!"
Time passed quickly, and evening arrived. Shangguan Feiyan gracefully walked over. Under the starlight, her bright red lips and snow-white, crystal-clear curves exuded a sexy and mature charm, so alluring.
"Hmm, you are truly intoxicatingly beautiful. Every time I see you, you become more sexy and alluring. Why are you so unique? Beautiful, intelligent, charming, sexy, youthful, and mature, you combine holy purity with wild allure. I would never get tired of having sex with you a thousand times or ten thousand times."
As he spoke, he tightly embraced Feiyan's slender waist.
Jianhun revealed his hard penis, rubbing it against Feiyan's jade-like body, and continuously kissing her bare shoulders. Feiyan's already beautiful face appeared even more alluring. At this moment, she finally revealed the demeanor of a disciple of a demon fairy; due to her training in seductive arts, she appeared even more captivating. Sword Soul, burning with intense desire, couldn't resist forcefully sucking Feiyan's tongue into his mouth. Feiyan reached out and touched Sword Soul's penis.
The obscene actions were incredibly stimulating. Sword Soul grasped her full breasts and embraced Feiyan's writhing body.
Feiyan's breathing grew increasingly rapid. "Ah, I love it, I love you, Brother Sword," Feiyan murmured, receiving a sweet, passionate kiss from Sword Soul. "Ah," Feiyan hummed a wanton moan through her nose. After the deep kiss, Feiyan knelt on the ground, her thighs appearing even fuller as she squatted. "Ah!"
Fei Yan's face flushed even more, and she let out a pleasurable moan. She cupped the penis in her hands and began to knead it, occasionally stroking the scrotum with her slender, snow-white fingers.
The hard veins throbbed with heat, and her whole body heated up. The penis thrust in and out countless times, bringing her to a state of ecstasy.
The glans of the sword spirit swelled more and more under Fei Yan's gentle caresses, almost bursting out. Fei Yan felt infinitely intoxicated, then closed her eyes and licked it with her wet tongue, pressing it down while licking around the glans, gently licking up and down along the fleshy crevice on the back, and then putting the glans in her mouth, stimulating it with the tip of her tongue.
The temperature of the penis gradually rose, and Fei Yan's face began to move, her slender, translucent neck straightening as she did so. "How's my penis? How does it feel?" "It's amazing!"
Fei Yan's face was flushed, unable to hide her expression, her jade-like body already burning hot.
Sword Soul gently brushed aside Fei Yan's soft, glossy black hair. Fei Yan opened her mouth wide and swallowed the penis, then spat it out and carefully licked it from the base. Fei Yan's face was flushed with a seductive blush as she licked Sword Soul's penis with the tip of her tongue. "Mmm,"
Sword Soul gently patted Fei Yan's round buttocks, grasping her full, tender breasts with one hand. "I'm so excited." "Come on, sweetheart."
"Ah, more, more!"
Sword Soul accidentally slapped Fei Yan's buttocks hard, leaving a red handprint on her snow-white mound. "Come on, hit me again, hit me with the same force as before, it feels so good."
Sword Soul thought this suited him perfectly, so he continued to hit her relentlessly. "Mmm ah,"
Fei Yan swayed her body up and down with the penis in her mouth, her black hair flying everywhere, her full breasts bobbing up and down and side to side like two fleshy balls, her naked body breathtakingly beautiful. "This is so alluring."
"Mmm," Fei Yan swayed her round buttocks seductively, her snow-white lower abdomen revealing the glossy black pubic hair.
Feiyan let the glans penetrate deep into her throat, her beautiful face swaying up and down as if the taste of the penis was sweet.
"Ah, um,"
Feiyan involuntarily stroked her moist labia with her fingers to soothe herself. Her passionate lips continued to hold the penis in her mouth, while she rubbed her nipples and clitoris with her hands, her sexy buttocks writhing lasciviously. Feiyan looked at Jianhun with deep affection, her eyes shining with a passionate, fiery light.
"I can't stand the heat," beads of sweat appeared on her jade-like body, her slender waist twisting, her moans growing louder.
The foreplay finally ended and they began to enter the intercourse phase. Jianhun licked Feiyan's vulva wildly, "It's so beautiful!" Jianhun exclaimed. Feiyan parted her snow-white, slender legs, waiting for Jianhun's penis to enter, the black hair surrounding her swollen labia glistening under Jianhun's saliva. Perhaps due to reaching orgasm, her labia majora were engorged and red, forming a stark contrast with her snow-white thighs.
Feiyan gave herself completely to the act. Her labia were parted wide by the sword spirit's kisses, revealing sticky fluid inside. The sword spirit lifted Huang Rong's plump thighs, his dark purple glans pressing against her vulva.
The wetness of her labia excited him greatly. Suddenly, he thrust forcefully, breaking through her vulva. Fei Yan let out a soft moan of pleasure.
"Ah-woo!" The sword spirit's body rocked violently back and forth, his thick penis rapidly penetrating her ecstasy cave, each thrust eliciting intermittent moans from Fei Yan.
The sword spirit played with Fei Yan's pink areolas, kissing them as he did so. The vigorous thrusting caused Fei Yan's body to tremble uncontrollably, and when the sword spirit's lips left Fei Yan's cherry lips, sticky saliva formed a thin line. Fei Yan groaned loudly, "Ah-woo!" The sword spirit's semen shot deep into Fei Yan's uterus, causing her pleasure to surge rapidly. The sword spirit continued to thrust rhythmically, his penis stubbornly digging into Fei Yan's ecstasy cave.
At this moment, Fei Yan adopted a wild beast-like posture. Jian Hun kneaded Fei Yan's breasts, and Fei Yan's clitoris was intensely rubbed, constantly overflowing with sticky lustful fluid.
Her body, drenched in sweat, convulsed slightly. Fei Yan gasped softly, her eyes brimming with boundless pleasure. Sword Soul looked down at his massive, dark brown penis, thrusting in and out between her mature, pink petals. Sticky white fluid clung to his penis.
As it entered her ecstasy cave, Fei Yan's mucous membranes contracted violently. "Ahhh!" Fei Yan swayed her glossy black hair, tears welling in her eyes with excitement.
Sword Soul rotated his penis 180 degrees in sync with the depths of her secret cave. "Ugh," Fei Yan's moans grew louder, her expression becoming increasingly lewd.
Sword Soul said, "Let me let you drink my essence. I guarantee you'll want more, you'll want more after you drink it." He then pulled Fei Yan's body closer, clamping her beautiful form between his legs. His dark brown penis stood erect before Fei Yan.
Fei Yan began licking the penis with the tip of her tongue, then with the tip of her pink tongue, licking from the base to the tip. Sword Soul used his fingers to pry open Fei Yan's anus, then parted her buttocks as she continued licking his penis, exposing her chrysanthemum bud.
A cool breeze gave Fei Yan a refreshing feeling, and she swayed her sexy buttocks from side to side. Sword Soul chuckled and gently patted her buttocks, carefully rubbing her anus. "Ahhh!"
Fei Yan's body began to spasm.
Her face was covered in sweat as his penis mercilessly plunged deep into her throat. "Ugh!" Fei Yan's face was flushed from licking Sword Soul's penis for so long, and some white semen remained at the corner of her mouth.
Sword Soul inserted his middle finger into Fei Yan's anus and rotated it, and Fei Yan couldn't help but groan.
"Can it go in further?" "Ugh, yes."
As it went deeper, Fei Yan's groans grew louder, her body trembling uncontrollably, her high buttocks swaying involuntarily. He hadn't expected so much lustful fluid to flow from her anus.
Sword Soul manipulated his finger while using the fingers of his other hand to caress Fei Yan's wet labia. "Ugh,"
Sword Soul said, pressing the head of his penis against her relaxed anus. "Relax, don't tense up, let your muscles relax."
Sword Soul used one hand to grasp the base of his penis, aligning it with her anus, and the other hand to hold Fei Yan's buttocks, slowly thrusting his lower body forward. With a "squeak," the head of his penis disappeared.
"It hurts, it hurts so much... it doesn't hurt anymore... it feels so good... faster!"
Fei Yan cried out in pleasure, her long black hair flying everywhere, her snow-white buttocks raised high. The scene was truly spectacular. Sword Soul continued to thrust, his fingers constantly playing with her wet clitoris, gently stroking her petals.
Suddenly, Sword Soul felt a surge of pleasure rush to his head, and he ejaculated again. Afterwards, both of them collapsed on the bed, motionless, seemingly exhausted.
They woke up around noon. Staring at each other, speechless, Fei Yan broke the silence first. "Brother Jian," she said, "now that we're confidants, I won't hide anything from you. There's a secret in the Valley of Death. Not far from here is a cave with martial arts manuals carved on its walls. They might be useful to you."
Jian Hun, a born martial arts fanatic, was naturally intrigued. "Let's go now," he said, leaping out of the cave. Fei Yan silently followed behind, her mind wandering.
"We're here," Fei Yan said. Following Fei Yan deeper into the cave, they walked for a long, long time until they stopped in front of a large stone slab. Jian Hun lit a tinderbox and saw the words carved on the slab:
"The Heaven-Shattering Sword, Jian Batian, carved here for the destined one to obtain."
Since there was no path ahead, where were the sword techniques inscribed? The Sword Soul figured there must be a secret chamber here, and this stone slab was the mechanism. After pondering, the Sword Soul channeled his inner energy, exhaled sharply, and pushed forward with his palm. There was no reaction; perhaps his inner strength wasn't enough.
"Feiyan, you try too!" So the two of them channeled their inner energy, pushed forward with their palms, and the stone slab rotated.
"Just as I expected!"
The Sword Soul was extremely excited and rushed forward, discovering a stone chamber inside. The walls of the chamber were covered with words and some blurry human figures. The Sword Soul carefully read the words on the wall, finding the last line most profound:
"The sword moves at will, grass and trees are swords, heaven, earth, water, mountains, forests, no moves are better than moves, the sword of the heart—this is the highest realm of swordsmanship." The Sword Soul unconsciously began to move his hands in sync with the human figures on the wall. "A brilliant move, indeed a brilliant move!"
He even forgot that there was a young lady beside him. Feiyan couldn't bear to disturb her and left the cave alone, disappointed.
A month passed like this. Since the day Jianhun went in, he hadn't come out again. Shangguan Feiyan brought him food every day without complaint. That day, a sudden clap of thunder rang out, and a bearded man burst from the cave. It was Jianhun! He had mastered all his skills and emerged from the cave. He leaped to the waterfall and wielded his sword, his sword techniques deflecting the cascading water upwards. Such formidable martial arts! Feiyan, standing at the doorway, was stunned, her face beaming with excitement.
Jianhun stopped and slowly approached Feiyan, saying, "You've worked hard this month. I'm truly sorry."
Jianhun put an arm around Feiyan's slender waist and led her into their room (which was actually a cave). After sitting down, Jianhun silently said to Feiyan, "Feiyan, how about you leave with me tomorrow?"
Feiyan pondered for a long time before finally making her decision: "You go on your own. I don't plan to leave. As long as you always think of me and consider me your most beloved person, I'll be content." Jianhun hesitated, then stopped speaking.
The next morning, the two stood silently facing each other at the exit of the Valley of Heartbreak, reluctant to part. Shangguan Feiyan said, "Brother Sword, before seeing you off, I want to give you this sword. A fine sword is worthy of a hero!" Sword Soul knew at a glance that the dark, unassuming sword was a weapon capable of cutting through iron like mud.
"Thank you. I've already considered you my wife. I'll come to see you whenever I have time. I won't let you down, Feiyan."
Feiyan was moved to tears. How she longed to roam the world with Sword Soul, but she knew in her heart that it would be a burden to her husband, who preferred to be alone. Sword Soul gently kissed Feiyan on the cheek, then lowered his head and walked towards the outside world, gradually disappearing into the mountains and forests. Feiyan stood at the exit, staring ahead, unwilling to leave for a long time.
Since leaving Shangguan Feiyan, Sword Soul had been single-mindedly thinking of revenge. Guided by hatred, he finally arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, the location of the Tianshan Sect. In the martial arts world at that time, everyone knew that the Tianshan Sect was a notorious den of iniquity. Because its leader, the Tianshan Pervert, possessed unparalleled skills, he was virtually invincible. The righteous sects dared not speak out against him, and thus the Tianshan Sect actually grew stronger. (Note: The feud between Sword Soul and the Tianshan Pervert was explained in my novel, Sword Soul Chronicle.) Sword Soul was stunned by the scene before him as soon as he entered the sect. In the middle of the square lay a group of stunningly beautiful, naked women. Under the sunlight, their fair and translucent skin shimmered with an alluring fleshy hue, and their seductive expressions were
irresistible. Even Liu Xia Hui or the monks who chanted sutras would find it hard to resist the temptation and would surely be tempted to engage in sexual intercourse. Dozens of naked women formed a circle, and in the center, a man casually caressed the firm, elastic breasts of the surrounding women, which swayed incessantly. The women's faces were filled with lewd expressions as they scrambled towards the man in the center, trying to win his affections.
The man was tall and imposing, his bronze skin gleaming in the sunlight. His penis, suddenly erect, was seven inches long and as thick as a wrist, standing proudly against the wind, exuding an aura of dominance that captivated all the naked women.
Among the group of naked women, two stood out, appearing as if they were cranes among chickens. They wore only sheer, ethereal fabrics, their white skin faintly visible, their breasts, like ripe melons, trembling before them, stirring fantasies in every man. Their slightly upturned buttocks were so supple and elastic, seemingly ready to be squeezed for moisture. Their entire bodies swayed gently, every muscle trembling slightly, so dynamic and alluring, possessing a captivating charm that could make any man swoon, utterly mesmerizing.
The man grabbed the two women by the shoulders, lifted them up, pressed their breasts against his chest, and laughed, "Not bad, let's have some fun! Haha!" With
a gentle wave of his hand, the light gauze covering them billowed in the wind, revealing their perfect bodies, their skin smooth and supple. The man suddenly pulled them tightly to his chest, and the two women let out seductive moans. Then he gently placed them on the ground, their legs involuntarily spreading apart, revealing their prominent labia at the end of their rounded, long thighs. Their pubic hair was short and neat. A few extremely fine, soft yellow hairs could be faintly seen among their reddish labia. The labia slowly opened and closed like seashells, as if an invisible phallus was slowly thrusting in and out of their vaginas.
The man grabbed one of the women's legs and forcefully spread them apart, instantly revealing the beautiful sight he had longed for. The slit between her labia glistened, a beautiful sight. At the very tip of this slit, a red fleshy protrusion trembled gently. The man's hand suddenly pressed against the woman's vulva. Her entire body trembled violently as if electrocuted, emitting a seductive moan. Her body writhed like a snake, radiating an alluring magic. Her eyes were glazed over, her breasts heaving, nipples almost swollen to a purplish-red. The surrounding air was thick with the sensation.
The woman's labia were extremely festering, turned outwards, revealing bright red flesh. She couldn't resist inserting her fingers, thrusting in and out while moaning and emitting seductive cries.
The man smiled and said, "What are you doing?" The woman moaned, "So good, so good!" Her fingers thrust even faster, drops of thick, white fluid dripping from her hand onto the ground.
The man roared, parted the woman's legs, and thrust his already erect, massive penis into her exquisite opening. Thick fluid flowed from her vagina, dripping down his shaft onto the floor. His large hands squeezed her breasts forcefully; the intense stimulation caused her to tremble violently and gasp for breath. Saliva dripped from his mouth onto her beautiful breasts. His penis
throbbed and contracted, gently stimulating the sensitive muscles of her vaginal walls. The woman cried out in near-madness, "I can't take it anymore!" The louder she cried, the more excited the man became. He gently withdrew his penis an inch, placing the glans at the vaginal opening and rubbing it lightly. A large amount of thick fluid gushed out, and the woman's body convulsed violently. She scratched wildly, leaving bloody welts on her breasts.
The man lewdly chuckled, "Is it good? Is it painful?" He then thrust his penis straight into her ecstasy, penetrating deep into her flower's core! "Ugh," the woman moaned lasciviously, her brows furrowed, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her left hand frantically rubbed her high, firm breasts, while her right hand gripped the man's arm tightly.
The thick, long penis thrust violently in and out of the woman's ecstasy.
The woman writhed wildly, waves of pleasure washing over her lower body. She couldn't help but cry out, "Master, it feels so good, harder!" Her slender waist twisted wildly in response. The man caressed her full, round buttocks, thrusting his hips forward with all his might, penetrating her body deeply. It was clear that the penis was moving in and out of the woman's pink, moist petals, her pubic hair covered in their viscous fluids. The woman's vaginal walls tightly gripped the man's penis, each thrust bringing her unparalleled pleasure. Suddenly, the man lifted her jade-like legs high, draping them over his shoulders, and thrust his hips in and out
of her wetness with tremendous force. The "sizzling" sound of penetration and the "slapping" sound of flesh colliding, along with her moans
, filled the entire space, driving everyone mad. The man's penis, as thick as a wrist, rose and fell repeatedly against her full, snow-white body, each thrust reaching its hilt, causing her vaginal fluids to splatter at the entrance. Suddenly, the woman screamed, her body going limp as if all her bones had been removed, countless viscous fluids flowing onto the ground, forming puddles. The naked women beside her frantically licked away the fluids with their soft tongues. The man shuddered, clearly experiencing immense satisfaction and pleasure. The two nearby naked women quickly moved closer, using their nimble tongues to lick away the fluids from his body.
Sword Soul recognized the man as the lecherous Tianshan Master who had raped his sister. He gritted his teeth in fury, but having weathered many storms, he quickly regained his composure. Now was the perfect opportunity to strike, catching him off guard and eliminating the threat once and for all.
A dark light flashed in mid-air, like a bolt of lightning, and a chilling sword aura hurtled towards the Tianshan Master's back with incredible speed. "Lecherous demon, your death is near!" This sword was the treasure given to him by Shangguan Feiyan, capable of cutting through iron like mud. Combined with the ultimate technique Sword Soul had learned in the cave, its power was unparalleled. This single strike was enough to shatter mountains and split rocks. The stone slabs around the Tianshan Master shattered, dust billowed, and the naked women screamed and scattered. Those who couldn't dodge were all slashed across the throat by the sword, screaming in agony as blood splattered, creating a horrifying scene. Just as the sword was about to pierce the Tianshan lecher's back, the lecher remained unmoved, grabbing the naked woman he had just been with and using her as a shield. With a resounding "thud," blood splattered everywhere, creating a misty spray. The naked woman screamed and collapsed to the ground, truly dead this time. The Tianshan lecher's figure blurred, instantly appearing three zhang away.
A chilling wind blew, causing the sword spirit's outer garment to flutter. Blood flowed freely on the ground, and the naked corpses of young women lay scattered everywhere, creating an atmosphere of extreme horror.
The lecherous master of Tianshan seemed oblivious to all this, scrutinizing the sword spirit before sternly declaring, "So it's Cold-Blooded Ruthless visiting! Your reputation is indeed well-deserved; you don't even spare women."
The sword spirit coldly replied, "Such a lowly wench deserves no mercy!"
The lecherous master's mustache twitched upwards, slightly surprised, "Sword spirit, you're so ruthless in destroying flowers; don't you have any tenderness at all?"
The sword spirit answered without question, "I attacked when you were least prepared, thinking I could strike with one blow, but I didn't expect you to use your subordinates to block my sword. Your swiftness is unmatched. The lecherous master of Tianshan truly lives up to his name. You are undoubtedly the greatest master I have ever encountered.
" The lecherous master of Tianshan laughed heartily, "To receive praise from Cold-Blooded Ruthless is truly an honor. It wasn't that my martial arts were superior; it was simply that your sword strike was too murderous. I could feel it from ten meters away. If I had been able to conceal my inner energy, I would probably have been pierced through the heart long ago." "
Sword Soul coldly said, 'The lecherous master of Tianshan has roamed the martial world for twenty years, defiled countless beautiful women, and both the righteous and the villainous wish to kill him. Do you still remember the time you raped my sister? Today, I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!'
His words were like thunder. The lecherous master of Tianshan sneered, 'If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten.'
Sword Soul said, 'Show me your weapon. I do not kill the unarmed.'
The lecherous master said, 'No need. I never use weapons. Bring it on.'
Sword Soul sneered, 'Then I won't hold back!'" He swung his black iron sword in an arc through the air, then unleashed a powerful strike! The Tianshan lecher didn't dodge; the sword spirit's blade struck his penis squarely with a clang! The sound was like metal, but instead of hitting the ground, the Tianshan lecher's penis hardened like diamond, emitting a golden light upon contact with the blade. The sword spirit's hand went numb.
He couldn't believe his eyes. This iron sword, capable of cutting through iron like mud, couldn't even sever this small penis. Such power was unheard of throughout history. The Tianshan lecher boasted smugly, "Enough to impress! I've mastered the ninth level of the Golden Bell Body Protection from the Lotus Sutra. My body is now indestructible; nothing in this world can harm me. Your little sword dares to dream of killing me? You're truly a fool!" Sword
Soul remained silent. If a man could cultivate his martial arts to such a level, no one in the world could kill him. But then he thought, no matter what kind of martial art it is, there is a vital point, and he is no exception. As long as he finds his vital point, he can kill him. If he pays attention to his every move, how can he not find his vital point? He was immediately filled with confidence.
The lecherous master of Tianshan smiled, fiddling with his penis, the glans gleaming faintly in the sunlight. "It's been a long time since I've seen a master like you. Today, I'll test the power of the martial arts and formations I learned from the Lotus Sutra, haha!"
"Watch out!" The lecherous master clapped his hands three times, and from the hall behind him emerged sixteen beautiful women draped in sheer gauze, their figures exquisite and alluring. Every movement exuded a powerful charm, captivating all who beheld them.
Beneath the sheer gauze, their snow-white flesh was faintly visible. Their full, seductive breasts stood high. Their flat stomachs were remarkably smooth, and their rounded buttocks swayed gently. The mysterious black triangle of their genitals was faintly visible, and their long, slender, snow-white thighs were smooth and tender, utterly alluring.
The sixteen women were arranged in a Bagua (eight trigrams) shape, seemingly motionless, but in reality, their waists were gently twisting, causing their entire bodies to sway softly. Especially her pair of jade-like breasts; through the sheer gauze, one could clearly see the pink nipples swaying gently. The swaying of her breasts was enough to make one's blood boil and lose control.
The peach-like protrusions of the women's private parts opened and closed gently with their movements, revealing a tiny slit of flesh within. The allure was indescribable, even if described for three days and three nights. Her long, shapely legs, bathed in sunlight, were as white as snow and as smooth as jade. Deep within her thighs, a few stray pubic hairs were even more captivating.
The lecherous master of Tianshan smiled and said, "Sword Soul, this is my Lustful Eight Trigrams Formation. If you can escape safely from it, then you're truly capable, and we can settle our score later!"
Sword Soul grabbed his sword and entered the formation without further ado. Suddenly, he emitted a soft sound, a long and drawn-out sound that grew louder and louder, a melodious and delicate cry, like the moans of a woman in bed. Then it suddenly stopped, followed by a moment of silence, and then a heart-wrenching cry, seemingly in extreme pain, yet beneath the pain lay a hidden pleasure and comfort. The cries continued, the pain gradually diminishing, the pleasure intensifying, like young girls making love, incredibly captivating.
The sounds began to be incredibly gentle, like a man gently caressing a woman's skin, inch by inch, smooth as cream, warm to the touch. Suddenly, the sounds trembled slightly, and the women's breasts quivered simultaneously. Sword Soul's tattered robes billowed in the wind. The women smiled alluringly at him, gently swaying their light veils and striking various alluring poses. Their breasts heaved, creating a dizzying display of flesh. Then, they gently swayed their veils again, subtly revealing their lower bodies, the barely visible triangle of their genitals at the base of their thighs fueling endless fantasies.
Sword Soul remained unmoved by his surroundings, focusing his mind. His robes rustled as he gripped his sword, his gaze fixed on the naked woman in the center. She stood there gracefully, completely naked, unlike the other women who were still covered by veils. Every corner and every part of her body was clearly visible. Her flawless, jade-like body, with its delicate, smooth skin and exquisitely full figure, was increasingly sensual the more you looked at it. It possessed a blend of softness and strength, and under the sunlight, it appeared even more translucent, smooth, and rounded. Her long legs, with skin as delicate as white enamel and muscles that were both firm and supple, formed a soft, symmetrical curve. Her full buttocks were incredibly alluring, with a deep, vertical cleft between her thighs, their shape resembling a gourd, exuding a subtle fragrance—truly breathtaking and captivating.
Her high, rounded breasts were exceptionally large, far too large to be grasped with one hand, with a clearly visible cleavage. Her breasts were extremely firm, showing no signs of sagging despite their size; instead, they were slightly upturned and elastic—definitely a voluptuous woman. Her nipples and areolas were a delicate pink, and even before being caressed, the pink nipples were already slightly upturned. Her lower abdomen was flat and firm, and below her abdomen was a row of neat, glossy black pubic hair, each hair slightly curly and intertwined. The skin on the inside of her thighs was delicate and white. "Sword Soul thought, this woman is in the center of the formation, the very linchpin of the entire formation. One move affects the whole thing. If I can kill her, the entire formation can be broken immediately. Seeing her standing calmly in the formation, with a relaxed expression, it was clear that her seductive arts had reached a certain level. She didn't need to make various seductive gestures like the other women to attract the lust of countless men. There's an old saying that men love saintly women more than harlots, and that's exactly it. This woman's seductive skills are already pure and refined."
As soon as Sword Soul entered the formation gate guarded by two women in yellow, he saw the soft flesh of four women behind him surge forward at once, their jade breasts trembling slightly. The four women brushed away their light veils, and... Four white clouds descended upon the Sword Soul's head. The Sword Soul knew these four veils contained aphrodisiacs, capable of turning gentlemen into lustful demons and saintesses into wanton women. He dared not be careless; his longsword was drawn, and instantly, sword light erupted, shattering the veils into countless fragments that scattered in all directions. The four women remained unfazed, approaching the Sword Soul from different directions. Their slender hands moved gently, their high, prominent breasts particularly conspicuous.
The Sword Soul thrust his sword forward, unleashing eight strikes, each aimed at one of their nipples. The four women shifted their positions, dodging the eight swords. They chuckled lewdly, "Handsome man, come here!" "Sister's here!" The four women beckoned to the sword spirit with their right hands, while their left hands gently caressed the sacred peach blossom garden. Each woman's genitals differed in structure; some had sparse pubic hair, others thick, but all were undeniably provocative. Their labia were gently turned outwards, revealing glimpses of pink, tender flesh. The four women wore expressions of ecstasy, gently scraping the vaginal walls with their fingers, emitting seductive moans.
They shifted their stances, circling the sword spirit, and raised one thigh, clearly revealing their delicate pink vulvas. Beneath the two thick labia, a cherry-red nipple could be seen, faintly protruding. Clear, transparent fluid dripped from within. A pool of this lustful fluid flowed at their feet, arousing all who beheld it; the fluid contained aphrodisiacs. Those who smell it will be captivated and unable to extricate themselves. At this moment, the two women's jade-like hands gently rested on the swordsman's shoulders, their five white jade-like fingers lightly caressing his weathered cheeks. The hands of the other two women slowly moved towards his penis along his armpits. The swordsman's body twisted gently like a serpent, easily breaking free from the four women's grasp. At this moment, the two women's arms wrapped around him like serpents again, and the swordsman's hands gently massaged their backs. The two women's backs trembled slightly, clearly this set of techniques gave them great satisfaction. Their waists twisted gently, intentionally or unintentionally revealing their snow-white buttocks to the swordsman. Between their buttocks, their anus buds were faintly visible. A distracted expression appeared in the swordsman's eyes, and his hands slowly moved down, his fingers very unruly reaching towards the anus buds.
The other two women laughed as they wrapped their arms around his neck, leaving red lipstick marks on his face. Their tongues gently licked his cheeks, slowly moving towards his earlobes and neck. Finally, they slid down, their fingers gently unbuttoning his clothes. The hands that had been on the women's hips returned to their breasts, gently teasing their pink nipples with their index and middle fingers, then lightly tracing them with their little fingers. Both women felt a jolt of electricity, their limbs going weak as they experienced this boundless pleasure. Sword Soul's expression was utterly bewildered. He slowly lowered his head, bringing his mouth to the breast of the most beautiful and important naked woman, licking her nipple with his tongue. After playing with it for a while, the areola swelled into a hemispherical shape, the central protrusion becoming even firmer. The nipple, erect and protruding from the areola, presented a clear cylindrical shape. Sword Soul held the hard, erect nipple in his mouth, teasing it incessantly with the tip of his tongue. He sucked on the pink nipple, his tongue intertwining and teasing it, alternately sucking on both areolas, almost pulling the nipples upwards with force, until the woman cried out in pain before releasing his lips. Directly below the woman's face, her full breasts swayed like a huge balloon, erect... Her nipples were glistening with saliva. Sword Soul began to caress her virgin territory with his tongue, his lips pressed against her snow-white, tender thighs, his tongue teasing and licking, skillfully sucking on the woman's genitals, which were paralyzed by her limbs. He used his superb finger techniques to caress the sensitive areas of her inner thighs, the smooth skin like cream, rubbing back and forth, sliding down to her waist and abdomen, kneading her slender waist and full buttocks. The inner thighs, near the clitoris, were subtly tickled by his fingertips, causing the woman to unconsciously arch her upper body. The woman gasped for breath, swaying her lower body ecstatically, thinking to herself, "Ah, how could this be? Why isn't my seductive skill working? I'm almost being conquered by him!" Between her snow-white thighs, her moist labia made lewd, flowing sounds. Inside the crevice of the secret cave, the pink flesh walls rippled slightly, fueling the Sword Soul's lust and intensifying his movements. His fingers slid back and forth along the cleft of her labia, parting the tender petals to reveal pink mucous membranes blooming on all sides, with the pink flesh in the center appearing. His nimble, thick tongue danced, constantly licking the fleshy mucous membranes exposed from the inside.
The woman's alabaster body trembled incessantly, her voice growing increasingly high-pitched, "Wow, no, no, wow, so good, so amazing, wow, so good, so comfortable, slower, so good, wow, so good, so good, so oh, so oh!" The women nearby were stunned, watching their passionate performance, each one dripping with lust, masturbating incessantly, their bodies flushed a decadent, vibrant red. At this moment, they had completely forgotten that the Sword Soul was their enemy.
At that time, the Sword Soul was perfectly lustful; he was simply gambling to use his charm to confuse the women first. He knew that the Heavenly Mountain Master of Lewdness was a formidable figure and wouldn't take advantage of a vulnerable moment, and indeed, that was the case. The plan was now more than half successful. Taking advantage of their confusion, the Sword Soul suddenly struck all the women's pressure points like autumn leaves falling. One by one, the women collapsed to the ground as if drunk, falling into a deep sleep.
The final moment had arrived. A cold wind howled, and the world seemed filled with a chilling atmosphere.
The Tianshan Lewd Master shouted, "You actually managed to break through my Lewd Eight Trigrams Formation, kid. You are indeed extraordinary and worthy to be my opponent. Come on!"
The Sword Soul sneered, "Today, it's either you or me. Let's settle this once and for all!"
After saying that, the two began to fight. Their martial arts were like the Yangtze River, rolling on endlessly. Their ingenious moves were endless, dazzling and unbelievable. Since the Tianshan Lewd Master had mastered the ninth level of the Golden Bell Body Protection Divine Skill, the Sword Soul had actually lost the initiative. The iron sword struck the Lewd Master without harming him. On the contrary, the Sword Soul was hit by a few moves and suffered minor injuries.
Three hundred moves passed in the blink of an eye, and the fight remained evenly matched. "This can't go on; we need to find his weak points,"
Sword Soul thought, meticulously searching for his opponent's most vulnerable areas, leaving no detail overlooked. Because the Tianshan perverted master was confident in his invulnerability, he was practically fearless. Gradually, Sword Soul primarily focused on defense, using agile footwork to evade the perverted master's attacks.
"He seems to pay particular attention to his armpits; he always seems to focus on protecting them with his attacks," Sword Soul noticed these unusual behaviors. Sword Soul made a desperate gamble.
He spun, his sword slashing diagonally, his right palm concealed. The perverted master blocked the sword with his arm—a feint. As he blocked, a small opening appeared under his armpit, barely noticeable. Sword Soul, quick as lightning, suddenly unleashed his right palm from under the perverted master's ribs, aiming straight for his armpit. This move, a combination of feint and real attack, a counter-attack, and a strangely targeted location, was a rare and deadly technique in the martial world.
With a loud "bang," the lecherous master was sent flying!
His face was ashen, his breath faint, and he was on the verge of death; it was clear to anyone that he was doomed. He gasped, "I could have dodged that! You...you despicable man!" His voice grew weaker, his eyelids closed, and his breathing gradually calmed.
"The lecherous master of Tianshan is dead! I succeeded!" Sword Soul roared to the heavens, "I've finally avenged myself! Hahaha!"
But after his revenge, Sword Soul felt no joy, only a profound sense of loss. He dragged his exhausted body step by step toward the outside world.
[The End]

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