[Wuxia] Sword's Hatred and Passion (Complete) - 34

Chapter 66 of Sword's Hatred and Passion: Severed Leg

"Boom..."

Another deafening roar echoed across the sky as two figures, moving with lightning speed, collided and separated again. The Ninth Prince, a smile on his face, held the Ice-Slaying Sword, a sliver of blood clinging to it. He licked the blood with his tongue, his expression utterly ferocious.

A hundred feet away, a bloodstain on Feng Wutian's right shoulder, beneath his white robes, was rapidly growing larger. His expression was grave; he had actually lost a move in the previous clash.

Damn it, if that eunuch hadn't provoked him with his words, his "Fire Dragon Chasing the Moon"

technique wouldn't have been broken by his sword and instead pierced his right shoulder. Although he now controlled his sword with qi, increasing its speed still required guiding the sword's momentum with both hands. The injury to his right shoulder was extremely disadvantageous for him.

Feng Wutian channeled

the white flame power of his "Phoenix Undying Body" to heal his wound. With his current divine skill, the wound could quickly close, but he felt a yin energy spreading from his right shoulder, coursing through his meridians.

It turned out that when the Nine Thousand Years Old stabbed Feng Wutian's right shoulder, he broke off the sword tip and melted it into his body. The Yin Ice Sword was originally formed from Ao Xue's Yin essence mixed with Vajra Sand and the hilt of a divine sword. Therefore, after the sword tip broke off and entered his body, it began to melt into him, mixed with the Nine Thousand Years Old's "Taiyin Moon Essence"

power, making Feng Wutian even more uncomfortable. How could he possibly force it out?

"Hmph... Feng Wutian, although you are one of the few opponents I respect, it's a pity that you're always too cunning. I just provoked you and you fell for my trap. In the past, you've only encountered opponents whose martial arts were far inferior to yours. Even if you showed a flaw in your rage, they couldn't find the flaw. But it's different when you meet me. If you fight me, you will lose everything if you're not careful... Now it's too late for you to regret it."

The Nine Thousand Years Old laughed, shaking the Yin Ice Sword.

"You castrated dog, don't think you can defeat me with such tricks! Today, I'll risk my life to fight you to the death..."

Feng Wutian, while channeling his inner energy, prepared to unleash the most powerful of his three ultimate sword techniques, "Sword Piercing the Sky."

The longer the situation dragged on, the more disadvantageous it became for him.

"Alright... it seems you still have a trump card up your sleeve. Is it the move that killed Juechen? Then I'll have to see it properly."

As the Nine Thousand Years Old unleashed his sword aura, his three-colored energy transformed into a giant sphere that enveloped him.

Feng Wutian's Seven Kills technique rapidly circled around him, and soon a giant sphere filled with white flames also enveloped him. In the air, two giant spheres of different colors, both brimming with powerful energy, were constantly gathering their strength, waiting for a full-scale battle.

Feng Wutian

had already prepared his opening stance for "Sword Piercing the Sky," but he was puzzled to find that his opponent's stance was identical, enveloping his body in a sphere of sword energy. His opponent had always appeared unfathomable, and he hoped that letting the opponent make the first move would give him a better chance.

Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince seemed determined to match him and refused to attack first. Half an hour passed in this stalemate, and Feng Wutian's patience was running out. Even worse, maintaining this stance was a huge burden; the tip of the Ice-Induced Sword within his body continued to burrow and churn

, making it impossible to calmly expel it. He couldn't wait any longer. If he didn't make a move soon, that thing would continue to churn within him, eventually causing him to suffer a qi deviation, and he would truly be at the mercy of this eunuch.

Feng Wutian felt the tip of the Yinbing Sword within his body inching closer to his heart. He couldn't wait any longer. He roared, his white flame power reaching its peak, instantly suppressing his injuries. At the same time, the white light sphere, carrying an incomparably sharp aura, crashed into the three-colored sphere.

The collision of the two spheres unleashed a powerful burst of energy, scattering the thousand-foot-high clouds in the sky. Feng Wutian's

ultimate technique, "Sword Piercing the Sky," had been unleashed. A lightning-fast white light pierced straight into the three-colored sphere, shattering it completely.

Feng Wutian didn't feel the "Seven Kills"

strike hitting the Ninth Prince. He was startled, but at that moment, a chill ran down his back as the Yinbing Sword pierced his back.

Feng Wutian knew he had fallen for the opponent's trap, but he still seized the opportunity to strike back with a palm. However, he had already lost the initiative, and Jiuqiansui had already met his palm with one of his own. The two palms collided and stuck together. At the same time, the sword energy of the Yinbing Sword surged, and the tip of the Yinbing Sword within Feng Wutian's body forcefully pierced through his qi. With a

"whoosh,"

a cloud of blood mist shot out from Feng Wutian's chest. The sword energy had pierced through him. "Ah..."

he screamed, but he was still unwilling to accept his fate. "Seven Kills!"

mixed with the

residual power of "Sword Breaks the Sky!" shot back again, but its momentum had been greatly reduced.

The Nine Thousand Years Old, channeling his full power, unleashed a palm strike that sent the "Seven Kills" flying

backward. He laughed loudly, "Feng Wutian, your move is indeed powerful. If we were to fight head-on, I might not be able to win. It's just a pity I'm not that stupid Juechen, I won't be foolish enough to fight you, you savage bull..."

With that, he thrust his sword forward again, the longsword piercing through Feng Wutian's "Phoenix Undying Body"

protective aura. The power of the sun and moon was continuously pouring into his body.

"You...you despicable villain...I'm not reconciled to this defeat..."

Blood flowed from Feng Wutian's mouth and nose as he felt the opponent's aura relentlessly attacking his body. He still had one arm and wanted to strike back with a palm strike, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't lift his arm. The two opposing energies, one cold and one hot, had thrown his meridians into chaos, making it difficult for him to even muster his internal energy.

It turned out that just now, the Ninth Prince had deliberately forced 40% of his internal energy out of his body to form a three-colored light sphere. At the moment his energy was concentrated, he emerged from behind the sphere, held his breath, and hid in a nearby cloud. The cloud slowly drifted behind Feng Wutian, and he emerged from it again. Feng Wutian had focused all his attention on the three-colored light sphere formed by his 40% internal energy, but he did not expect that the Ninth Prince had actually circled behind him. The Ninth Prince had not made a move until he made his move, because

the power of "Sword Piercing the Sky" was bound to be astonishing. When Feng Wutian made his move, it would be when his defenses and protective energy were at their weakest. Sure enough, Feng Wutian could not hold back and made the first move. As a result, the sure-kill move only shattered the three-colored light sphere without harming the Ninth Prince in the slightest. However, the Ninth Prince took advantage of Feng Wutian's surprise and thrust out a sword that had been prepared for a long time. This sword had been planned for a long time and had also taken into account Feng Wutian's counterattack after being hit by the sword. Sure enough, the move succeeded and at the same time triggered the sword tip inside Feng Wutian's body to break out, causing him to be injured both inside and out.

"Damn it...you despicable eunuch...where is Xue Mei?"

Feng Wutian felt her vision blurring, blood draining away, and her inner strength weakening.

"Hmph...I've already released her. How could a bull like you be worthy of her? She's already given me a son. You already have a wife, so what's the point of continuing to harass her? The one who hurt her the most in this world is actually you...Killing you is better for both of us...A true man fights with both wit and strength. You lost, and that's it. There's no such thing as being despicable. I didn't realize you'd already cultivated to the Yuan Dan stage. I can't kill you without extracting your Yuan Dan."

The Nine Thousand Years Old smiled contemptuously, twisting his wrist as he plunged his longsword deeper into her body.

Those who cultivate extremely profound internal energy techniques must condense a Yuan Dan (Primordial Core) before ascending to immortality. This is the foundation for becoming an immortal. As long as the Yuan Dan remains intact, even if the physical body suffers severe injuries, one will not die. Feng Wutian and Liu Aoshuang both cultivated Yuan Dan within a year, and Jiu Qiansui was no exception. He knew that to deliver a fatal blow to his opponent, he had to extract the Yuan Dan condensed within their body. If he could refine their Yuan Dan, he could elevate his own cultivation to a higher level.

"Ah..."

Feng Wutian roared, "Seven Kills!"

The sword shot towards the Ninth Prince again, who channeled his inner strength and struck with a palm, coldly laughing, "Stop making futile struggles... or..."

Suddenly, the Seven Kills Sword split in two. The upper sword was knocked away by the Ninth Prince's qi, while the lower sword pierced straight into his abdomen.

Even the Ninth Prince hadn't expected that "Seven Kills"

was actually a pair of swords, because Phoenix Heaven had never used it separately before. However, given his supernatural power, the sword tip was blocked by the force of his "Sun and Moon Mirror" after penetrating his body a fraction of an inch,

unable to advance any further.

Feng Wutian's final move failed to turn the tide, and he closed his eyes, knowing there was no chance left. He sighed inwardly: "I, Feng Wutian, a hero for all my life, have been defeated by this eunuch. Shuang'er, Xue'er, Pan'er, forgive me... I cannot go back to see you alive...

" "Hmph, a little clever, but still..."

Jiu Qiansui gasped for breath. He had already figured out the location of Feng Wutian's Yuan Dan and was about to unleash "Seven Kills"

from his abdomen when suddenly a white shadow leaped up like lightning from below, and a jade hand pressed hard on the hilt of the sword. With a soft

"crack,"

Jiu Qiansui felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. "Seven Kills"

had entered and exited his abdomen in an instant, and blood splattered everywhere. Although he was seriously injured, he still had the strength to defend himself. He forcefully pulled out the Yinbing Sword that was stuck in Feng Wutian's back, and at the same time, his palm shook. Blood gushed from Feng Wutian's back like a fountain, and he also coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The white figure, who had originally intended to press her advantage and kill the Ninth Prince, couldn't bear to see Feng Wutian in such a miserable state

. Instead, she grabbed Feng Wutian first, giving the Ninth Prince a chance to retreat a hundred feet. He pressed his palm against his abdomen, and a surge of Yin energy instantly froze his wound, stopping the bleeding. "Hehehe... Wife... you've finally shown yourself. I was so careless. I thought you would appear to save him since he was so badly injured, but I didn't expect you to be so heartless as to watch me torture him until the very last moment. You have indeed improved a lot since then..."

The Ninth Prince said, clutching his abdomen as he focused on healing himself. He felt a constant tingling and itching sensation in his wound, as if an electric current was flowing through it.

The white figure was none other than Ao Xue. She was still dressed in white, white skirt, and white boots, looking as beautiful as a fairy. But now, her face was ashen and cold as ice. Her former delicate and gentle demeanor was gone, replaced by a ruthless glint in her eyes.

Without a word, Ao Xue placed her jade palm on Feng Wutian's back, using her inner strength to help him heal. Feng Wutian was already in a semi-conscious state. Through his blurred vision, he was overjoyed to see Ao Xue come to his rescue and exclaimed, "Xue... Sister Xue... it was you... it was you who saved me... I... we joined forces to kill him..."

"Hmph..."

Ao Xue glared at him coldly and said, "Mr. Feng, don't misunderstand me. I don't want you to die at his hands. If anyone should kill you, it should be me, not this eunuch. I'll kill him first and settle this score with him... You get down here and save your dog's life first. It's not your turn to fight him..."

With that, she pushed him with her jade hand, and Feng Wutian was thrown straight into the air. Fortunately, although he was severely injured, Ao Xue infused him with some true energy, which finally calmed his injuries. Just as his body was about to hit the cliff, he took a deep breath, steadied himself, and landed on his feet to rest. (Advertisement: Still relying on your hands? How can that be satisfying?) Forum reputation guaranteed! A healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser with realistic oral sex pleasure is highly recommended! Maintain the feeling of ejaculation for 30 minutes, experience ultimate pleasure! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.

Alas, I never imagined Xue Mei would still refuse to forgive me… Feng Wutian felt as if his heart was being torn apart. Ao Xue had been hiding on the sidelines all along, yet refused to join forces with him. He never imagined her heart had become so cold and hard. However, he then remembered that she still intervened at a crucial moment, indicating that she still had some affection for him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but perk up, sitting cross-legged

and circulating his energy. At this moment, his "Phoenix Undying Body" had fallen from white flames to the lowest level, red flames, its fire energy flickering. His internal energy had dropped to less than 20%. Fortunately, his Yuan Dan was intact and his life was not in danger. He then slowly absorbed the power of the earth fire within his Yuan Dan to heal his injuries.

At this moment, a burst of energy erupted in the sky as the two god-like powerhouses clashed once more. The Ninth Prince had already exhausted forty percent of his power and was further wounded by Ao Xue's sneak attack, a sword piercing his abdomen. However, he could draw upon the power of the sun and moon, continuously channeling his strength into his body, barely managing to withstand Ao Xue's overwhelming onslaught.

Ao Xue harbored deep hatred for him, and her first move was a combination of "Butterfly Palm Through Flowers,"

"Frosty Palm," and the "Lightning Strike" from the

"Four Symbols Exorcising Evil Immortal Technique, " along with the "Riding the Wind Technique." She firmly trapped the Ninth Prince, sealing off the surrounding space with her palm strikes, countless jade palms crackling with electricity as they hurtled towards him. The Nine Thousand Years Old wielded his Ice-Infused Sword wildly, his three-colored energy defenses as solid as a rock. He continued to taunt, "My lady, do you really have to kill me to avenge your humiliation? Actually, if we join forces, we can definitely dominate the world. What can't we do then? Why bother about what happened in the past? You didn't kill Feng Wutian, but you want to kill me instead. Doesn't that mean I'm actually much more important to you than him?" "Shut up! You're about to die and you're still spouting nonsense. Today I'll cut out your tongue..." Ao Xue remained expressionless, focusing solely on her attack. One hand flashed with lightning energy, while the other palm seemed to gather a powerful storm. The combined wind and lightning techniques were even more powerful. The raging wind, enveloped in purple lightning, trapped the Nine Thousand Years Old within. The Nine Thousand Years Old stopped taunting, and his combined three-colored energy collided violently with the electric wind. With a deafening boom, Ao Xue's palms were already pressed against the Yinbing Sword. The two masters were locked in a fierce battle, each channeling their full power. Blood kept gushing from the corners of Jiu Qian Sui's mouth, but his three-colored energy remained firmly in place. Even with two attacks combined, Ao Xue couldn't gain a decisive advantage. However, exhausted and wounded, Jiu Qian Sui was bound to lose if the fight dragged on. The wound on his frozen abdomen reopened, and blood flowed continuously. Suddenly, Jiu Qian Sui ducked and delivered a headbutt to Ao Xue's chest. Ao Xue hadn't expected this strange move and was too slow to dodge, so his right breast was struck squarely. "Ugh..." Ao Xue groaned, but thanks to her powerful protective aura and the weakened inner strength of the Nine Thousand Years Old, she only suffered minor injuries from the impact. However, her full breasts were forced to spurt out a stream of milky white milk through her clothes. The Nine Thousand Years Old opened his mouth and sucked the milk in, finding it incredibly sweet and delicious, far better than any milk he had ever drunk before. He couldn't help but laugh wildly, "Wife... your milk is truly the best in the world! It's a pity our child is unlucky enough not to have tasted it..." Ao Xue covered her right breast, her eyes blazing with fire. She felt a throbbing, numb pain in her right breast and angrily said, "Even now you still want to play tricks? Your little tricks have run out. I will never admit that demonic fetus is my child. That's just wishful thinking on your part. Today I will kill you and take the Yuan Dan from your body. Then I will be truly invincible, and the life and death of everyone in the world will be in my hands." "Alas..." The Ninth Prince suddenly sighed, "I never imagined you'd become like this. It seems I'm doomed to die today. Don't you have any affection for me at all? Our child is in Zhang Ruoshui's hands. If I die by your hand, will you rescue him?" "Hmph..." Ao Xue sneered, "Don't try to move me with your delusions. Even if Zhang Ruoshui doesn't kill this demonic fetus, I will. He is the greatest shame of my life, and today I'll let you know." The Four Symbols Exorcising Immortal Technique, "The supreme realm of the Four Symbols in One, you should be able to die in peace with this move. Don't worry, I'll kill that demonic fetus and bring him down to keep you company. You won't feel lonely on your journey to the Yellow Springs." Ao Xue's palms spun continuously, and between heaven and earth, "Wind," "Fire," and "Thunder" appeared.

"Electricity."

The power of the four elements was constantly gathering on her body. In an instant, lightning flashed and winds rose all around, and powerful, scorching fire energy was constantly surging from between heaven and earth. The surrounding space even began to show turbulent phenomena. Feng Wutian, who was healing his injuries below, was stunned by this earth-shattering scene. It was hard to imagine that Aoxue's martial arts had reached such a level in just one year.

Despite being trapped in a desperate situation, the Ninth Prince showed no fear and instead shouted, "My lady, is this your most powerful move? The fusion of the four elements of heaven and earth surpasses even my absorption of the sun and moon's power! Good... I believe no one in the world can withstand this move. When did you master this technique?"

Ao Xue gritted her teeth and said, "You still have so many words even when you're about to die. Today, I'll let you die knowing why. During the year or so you've tormented me, I've been studying it."

The Four Elements Exorcising Immortal Technique "has mastered all four forms, including the fusion of the four elements. Now you regret letting me go, don't you? I told you I would kill you with my own hands."

The humiliation allowed Ao Xue to cast aside all distractions, allowing her cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, finally reaching the level of Qin Rushui back then. Furthermore, a Yuan Dan was condensed within her body. Even if the Ninth Prince was unharmed, he would not be able to withstand this move.

Feng Wutian, below, couldn't help but marvel. He learned from his wife that the "Four Symbols Exorcising Immortal Technique"

was the supreme martial art of the Star Moon Palace, passed down to her by her ancestor in her dream. His wife had only managed to master one form in a year, but her skill was already comparable to his own. Yet, Aoxue had mastered all four forms in a year, even achieving the unity of the four symbols. Her martial arts talent was truly unprecedented, something he himself could only dream of.

"Very well... I, Wei Zhongxian, can die at your hands, die under this invincible move, and I will die without regret. However, I still hope that you will take good care of our child after my death. I believe you are not such a cold-blooded person as to kill your own son... If I die, take my Yuan Dan. Let it become part of your power as my atonement for you..."

After saying this, the Nine Thousand Years Old man's whole body trembled violently, and the power of sunlight began to gather into his body. He ignored the ice block in his abdomen with his powerful energy, clearly intending to use all his strength for a final gamble.

"You castrated dog, prepare to die..."

Ao Xue ignored them, her beautiful hair whipped about by the powerful energy, her white clothes billowing with unleashed power. With both palms out, four immense forces converged, instantly enveloping the surrounding hundred-zhang space in a dazzling light. The light compressed, shrinking from a hundred zhang to only seven or eight zhang, leaving only a small ball of three-colored light struggling to hold on amidst the blinding brilliance.

Then, the light transformed into seven colors, continuously shooting out beams of energy. Feng Wutian, watching from the cliff, had not yet recovered his strength and had to dodge this terrifying and sharp energy. A single beam struck the cliff, severing a five-zhang-wide gash in the rock face. In an instant, the surrounding rocks were sliced off like tofu. Feng Wutian could only dodge left and right. If the outer perimeter was in such a predicament, the plight of the Nine Thousand Years Old, trapped in the core, was unimaginable.

At this moment, a strange black mass appeared in the sky, as if a huge hole had been torn open in space, and the light orbs were completely swallowed up by the black hole, along with the three-colored light orbs.

Then the entire black hole disappeared, leaving only Ao Xue holding the Yinbing Sword, hanging blankly in the sky. In her hand, she held a small ball of red, blue, and purple that was flashing, which was the Yuan Dan of the Nine Thousand Year Old.

She didn't know the outcome of unleashing this incredibly powerful move for the first time. She only felt that even under the immense pressure of the Four Symbols Fusion, the Ninth Prince was still struggling to hold on after her all-out attack. She continuously increased her power, but it seemed to break some balance. Then, space seemed to tear open, sucking the Ninth Prince's entire body in. Just before he was sucked in, he threw the Ice-Inducing Sword and his Yuan Dan towards her, which she caught. Fearing it would harm her, she quickly stopped her attack. The eerie black hole suddenly vanished, and the Ninth Prince disappeared completely from the world. His Yuan Dan leaving his body meant all his power had left him, rendering him useless. Being sucked into this terrifying black hole meant certain death. This mortal enemy who had tormented him finally died at her hands, his body gone without a trace. But she felt no joy in revenge, only increasing bewilderment. What good was killing him? Why did he throw her the sword and his Yuan Dan before being sucked into the black hole? Was it to atone for his sins? Why did she feel so empty after his death? Did she really have to kill that demon fetus? Would killing him really bring her happiness? She landed on the ground in a daze, but Feng Wutian rushed over.

"Xuemei... congratulations on getting your revenge! That eunuch is dead, right?"

Feng Wutian asked urgently.

Ao Xue glanced at him coldly and said, "So what if you're dead? So what if you're alive? What right do you have to ask me? Mr. Feng, we've long since severed all ties. What right do you have to call me Sister Xue? I'll let it slide today because you're injured."

Feng Wutian felt a chill in his heart, not expecting Ao Xue to become so heartless. He couldn't help but sigh and say, "Sister Xue, I admit I was wrong to accidentally injure you last time, but you were too impulsive..."

"You'll suffer the consequences if you don't believe me. Go back and heal your wounds. Take my sister back and don't wander the martial world anymore. Get rid of that bastard surnamed Li as soon as possible, or you'll face the consequences..."

Ao Xue lightly stomped her feet and disappeared into the air like lightning.

"Sister Xue... oh..."

Feng Wutian was about to chase after her when he felt a sharp pain in his dantian. He was seriously injured and could no longer use the Sword-Breaking Technique to fly his sword. It seemed that it would take a considerable amount of time to get back from here, hundreds of miles away from the capital.

Holding the Yinbing Sword and carrying the Nine Thousand Year Old's Yuan Dan, Ao Xue flew through the air, pondering what to do next. Should she find Zhang Ruoshui to kill that demon fetus? Yes… she could use the eunuch's beloved sword to kill his most precious son, but perhaps there was no need to rush. The eunuch's Yuan Dan would take time to refine. She should go find her sister Xiao Dan; she hadn't seen her for over a year. Where could she be?

Pan'er slowly untied Ao Shuang's belt, peeling off her lower garment to reveal her tight-fitting silver trousers.

Ao Shuang felt as if a fire had suddenly exploded within her, a strong, scorching flame instantly engulfing her entire body! She felt a warm torrent coursing through her body, constantly erupting within her, her internal organs feeling as if they were being roasted by fire, completely out of control! A surge of intense desire rose from her lower abdomen, as if a million ants were devouring her body, leaving her weak and trembling. "Mmm...no...don't...mmm..."

Her eyes were glazed over, her face full of allure, as she gently shook her head and tried to stop Pan'er's actions.

"Mother...Father isn't here, let me comfort you for him."

Pan'er pressed her body against hers, gathering Ao Shuang's hands together and pinning them to the pillow. Ao Shuang, weakened by the effects of the aphrodisiac, could only gasp and submit to her.

The area covered by Ao Shuang's bulging silver trousers between her legs swelled continuously, like a tempting peach, and the small bud at the tip could be clearly seen throbbing. Pan'er placed her hand between Ao Shuang's legs and gently stroked them, feeling their plumpness and elasticity. A few light squeezes caused juice to gush out, but through the warm trousers, it all spurted into her crotch.

Pan'er's mouth wasn't idle either; her small mouth took Aoshuang's proud breasts into her mouth. Through the tight-fitting clothes, she could feel the softness and amazing resilience of her breasts. Her tongue swirled around the nipples, and her white false front teeth (Pan'er's front teeth had been knocked out) bit hard on the grapes on Aoshuang's round breasts.

"Ah...no...I...I want...I want...give me...Wu Tian...I want..."

Ao Shuang's exceptionally sensitive body could not withstand such caresses. Her body, wrapped in a silver robe, began to twitch alluringly and let out intoxicating moans. Her eyes narrowed into slits, and her toes stomped hard on the sheets. One of her snow-white, crystal-clear feet tensed and trembled wildly, her toes and ankles rubbing against the sheets, making a mess of the once neat fabric. Her other foot, clad in a knee-high silver boot, was also visible through the thin boot shaft and upper, revealing its long, slender beauty.

Pan'er whispered in Aoshuang's ear, "Mother, Godfather isn't here. His big cock can't satisfy you. What do you suggest? How about I find some men to feed your stinking, lewd cunt with their cocks?"

"No...no...I only want Wutian...Wutian...oh...oh...I can't take it anymore..."

Pan'er inserted her middle finger through Aoshuang's crotch. The elastic fabric of her pants was incredibly strong and impervious to blades and spears. Her finger couldn't pierce the crotch, but it could stimulate Aoshuang's already overflowing lower body through the fabric, causing her lust to erupt and completely destroying her remaining reason.

Pan'er felt as if her finger was being held firmly in a small mouth, burning hot. The plump flesh in her palm had become too big to grasp with one hand. She could feel that Aoshuang's crotch was already full of lustful fluid. Although the trouser legs, which had been removed from her boots, were still tightly bound, a few drops of lustful fluid were slowly seeping out.

“Mother…don’t hold back…just find a few men to satisfy you…father will forgive you,”

Pan’er coaxed.

“Ah…ah…oh…okay…okay…don’t…don’t let him…know…”

Ao Shuang shook her head frantically, her mouth wide open, saliva dripping down. Her internal strength was now almost on par with Feng Wutian’s, but even with such profound internal strength, she couldn’t withstand the corrosive effects of the lustful poison that had seeped into her bones. Tears streamed down her face; she finally succumbed to the lustful poison and carnal desire.

“Okay…Mother…you said it yourself…”

Pan’er grinned maliciously as she left the bed, opened the door, and went out. Most of the people in the Li family had already left to hunt down the Ninth Prince, but there were still about a hundred retainers and some martial arts practitioners with lower skill levels left behind. Pan’er

walked to a pavilion, and a man emerged from the darkness, saying, “Miss, I have been waiting here for a long time…” The

newcomer was a monk, who looked extremely fierce, with a face full of scars and a ruthless expression. He was none other than Yuan Sheng, Dong San Niang’s greatest enemy.

"Hmm...you've been waiting for me here these past few days?"

Pan'er asked.

"Yes...I followed my master before I infiltrated Shaolin. These past few days, my master told me to wait here for news of Miss. My master is always incredibly insightful..."

Yuan Sheng bowed his head and flattered.

"Good...he will remember your loyalty to my master. Don't worry about your grudge with Dong San Niang. If she wants to rely on my master to save her life, she can't hold a grudge against you anymore. If she dares to hold a grudge against you again, my master won't let her off. My master doesn't need an ungrateful and disobedient person by his side. She's a sensible person and should understand this..."

Pan'er nodded.

"Thank you, master...thank you, master..."

Yuan Sheng was overjoyed. He had been worried that Dong San Niang would seek revenge on him, but now with Pan'er's words, he could finally rest assured.

"Alright...tell me, how many people are still in the Li family? Is there any way to get them all to drink this..."

Pan'er took out a packet of powder from her bosom.

"Oh, there are 131 people in the Li household, including myself. Twenty-six are maids, and the rest are men. Most of them are drinking in the main hall now. I can secretly slip the powder into the wine jars and bring them into the main hall. As long as I slip enough powder into several jars, it won't be a problem for them all to drink it..."

Yuan Sheng said confidently.

"Very good... I'll leave this matter to you... Make them drink it... and they'll listen to you. Have them memorize this incantation. I'll be there in a bit... By the way, where is Li Mi?"

Pan'er asked as if she remembered something after handing him the incantation.

Li Mi sat alone in his room, drinking in silence. During this time, he didn't want to care about or participate in anything. Anyway, the Ninth Prince had fallen, and what the new emperor would do after ascending the throne was beyond his control. For over a year, he only knew that Pan'er and the Sword God couple had left, and there had been no news of them since. He felt increasingly depressed and bored with life. Why wouldn't Heaven give him a chance? Even just seeing her once would be enough. Perhaps he wasn't important to her at all, but she was the first woman in his life, and he could never forget her.

"Pan'er... Pan'er... where are you?"

Li Mi picked up his wine cup in despair and drank it all in one gulp. He touched the empty wine jar, sighed, and got up to go to bed. Suddenly, the door opened, and a beautiful figure appeared in the doorway.

"You... Pan'er... Pan'er... am I dreaming? If this is a dream, please don't leave so soon..."

Li Mi stumbled forward in surprise and hugged her tightly.

Pan'er didn't flinch and let him hug her, then smiled softly, "Brother Li, this isn't a dream. I've come. I haven't had time to see you these past few days. Actually, I know you're the best person to me. I'm very grateful that you've always thought of me. Now I need you to do something for me. Would you be willing?"

"Yes, yes, I'll do anything you want, just please don't leave me..."

Li Mi nodded hurriedly.

"That day you risked your life to save me, single-handedly fighting off the combined attacks of Jiang the Old Thief and Zhuang Li, and you were injured while doing so. I have always remembered your kindness. But if it weren't for that shameless woman Liu Aoxue's plot against us that day, we wouldn't be in such a miserable state..."

Pan'er said in his ear, her eyes darting around.

"Hmph... that treacherous woman, she's beautiful in appearance but so vicious at heart. She made us... we lost face in front of all the heroes of the world, and even now people are still pointing fingers at me behind my back. It's really... really hateful... so hateful..."

Li Mi trembled with rage as he recalled the day he was forced to take a mad dog pill and forced to fight and make love with Pan'er naked in the street.

“Yes… in the end, it’s all her fault. We should teach her a lesson, you know? She’s in the Li residence now, but she’s poisoned by aphrodisiacs. If she doesn’t have intercourse with a man, her blood vessels will burst and she’ll die in a few hours. Although she’s been so heartless to me, we’re sworn brothers, so I can’t just leave her alone. How about this… you have intercourse with her to save her life, and that will be a lesson for her…”

Pan’er said sweetly.

“Ah… this… this is impossible… I… how can I…”

Li Mi shook his head repeatedly.

Pan’er put on a stern face and said, “Why are you saying no so quickly? What did you say just now? Humph… I’m ignoring you…”

With that, she turned and left.

“No… no… Pan’er, if you want me to do it… I’ll do it. Please don’t go…”

Li Mi quickly grabbed her and agreed.

“Good… as expected of Brother Li, you’re the best to me. I’ll teach you a martial arts technique, and I’ll memorize it. When you have intercourse with her later, you can use this technique to help her expel the aphrodisiacs from her body…”

Pan’er smiled.

Pan'er led Li Mi to Ao Shuang's room. Ao Shuang's eyes were burning with desire, and her body was soaked with sweat, which had soaked the sheets. Because she was still wearing tight-fitting trousers, her crotch and both legs were filled with her juices. One trouser leg, which had been taken off its boot, was constantly seeping with juices, while the juices from the other trouser leg had all flowed into the boot. She was sore and numb all over, weak and powerless. She could hardly control her body. Her mature body was involuntarily demanding, and her jade body was writhing uncontrollably. Her slender legs were even writhing and rubbing together. The sight of such a beautiful woman, as beautiful as a fairy, was so moving and sensual that Li Mi's crotch was sore. Even if he had no desire before, he could no longer restrain his lust after seeing this scene. Ao Shuang looked very much like Ao Xue, and since Li Mi had not seen Ao Xue for more than a year, Ao Shuang's disheveled appearance made her even more unrecognizable.

“How about it, Brother Li? I know this is a bit unfair to you, but you have no choice but to do this to save her…”

Pan’er nudged the stunned Li Mi.

“I… okay… okay… then Pan’er, you can go out now…”

Li Mi hurriedly said.

“It’s alright, I’ll just watch from the side. It’s fine. Do you think I’ll be jealous? Hurry up and take it out. I’ve licked and drunk your thing, what haven’t I seen?”

Pan’er giggled.

“I… I…”

Li Mi was full of shame. He trembled as he unbuckled his belt. As soon as his trousers fell down, his thick penis stretched open his underpants.

“Wow… Brother Li, your rod is still so erect! That’s great! Sister Aoxue is saved now. What are you waiting for… hurry up and get on top of her…”

Pan’er pushed him from behind, and Li Mi immediately fell onto the bed and pressed down on Aoxue.

"Mmm...ah...help me...help me..."

Ao Shuang felt a strong body pressing down on her. Her lower body burned like fire, and she didn't care if it was her husband or not. She grabbed him and guided his penis straight into her lower body. However, her underwear was still on. Li Mi felt as if his penis was inserted into a water-filled sac. This strange feeling was unprecedented. He was stunned for a moment, and when his penis went deeper, he felt a hot, fleshy mound below. His penis was inserted into the plump mound and firmly wrapped. The stimulating pressure was unprecedented. The glans of his penis felt extreme pain.

"Ah...ah...faster...oh..."

Ao Shuang hugged Li Mi and cried out wildly. Her jade body, covered by her underwear, twisted desperately. The feeling of being penetrated was too comfortable and too pleasurable. She no longer cared if the person who was with her was her husband. As long as it gave her this pleasurable feeling, who did she care who it was?

Li Mi, panting heavily, cried out, "Wait...wait a minute...you haven't taken off your pants...take off your pants first..."

But Ao Shuang ignored him, pressing her arms against his buttocks and thrusting in with all her might, while her flat stomach pushed upwards with all her might. This chaste and beautiful young woman, when aroused, truly became incredibly strong.

Li Mi lowered his head and took one of the breasts covered by her clothes into his mouth, feeling a warm and soft object in his mouth, as if the breast was full of nourishing milk. His teeth gnawed hard at the small protrusions on the round breasts.

The two small protrusions on Ao Shuang's full breasts were already one of the most sensitive parts of her body. Now, under the influence of the drug, her delicate body was even more sensitive. How could her breasts, already swollen and erect from the burning passion within her, withstand such intense stimulation? Each touch of Li Mi's teeth on the tip of her tongue caused a wave of intense pleasure—a mixture of pain, sourness, tingling, and numbness—rushing to her head and igniting a frenzy that consumed her body and soul. She could no longer bear the onslaught and gradually sank into an abyss of boundless desire.

Li Mi, embracing this rare beauty, thrust relentlessly, each stroke penetrating deep into her vagina. Even through her tight pants, Ao Shuang experienced immense pleasure. Her long, powerful legs wrapped tightly around Li Mi's waist, crossing and constricting him forcefully, as if trying to merge her body into his. "Gently...gently..."

Li Mi felt a sharp pain in his back, fearing that these exquisite legs would break his waist. His penis had reached its limit, penetrating deep into the opening of her vagina, right into the heart of her womb. Ao Shuang cried out in pleasure, her head pounding against the pillow. Her powerful waistline almost lifted Li Mi up. Li Mi was also burning with impatience, hating that his penis was separated by a thin layer of strange pants, preventing him from truly enjoying the pleasure of sex.

"Oh...ah...ah...oh..."

The sounds of their lovemaking filled the room. Pan'er, watching from the side, grinned maliciously, feeling an indescribable satisfaction. "Liu Ao Shuang, you never dreamed you'd still end up as a whore, being fucked, did you?

So what if you're a master of martial arts?" "Didn't you still fall into my hands?"

A short while later, Li Mi shouted and ejaculated into Ao Shuang's crotch. His hot semen hit her crotch completely, not a single drop reaching her body. Ao Shuang reached her climax, letting out a sharp, lewd cry. Her slender waist arched violently a dozen times, and large gushes of vaginal fluid overflowed from her waistband. Li Mi sat up, panting, looking regretfully at the still-convulsing body on the bed, her silver trousers bulging with his white semen.

Taking advantage of Li Mi's distraction, Pan'er grabbed the hem of Ao Shuang's robe and forcefully pulled it up to her neck. Her pair of snow-white, erect breasts, their nipples now a deep purplish-black, bounced out, creating a dazzling, fragrant wave!

Pan'er pulled the garment upwards, passing it over Aoshuang's head and down to her forearm. She then twisted it around her wrist and forearm several times, tying a tight knot to bind her up.

Aoshuang's full, plump breasts swelled on their own, trembling and undulating, their voluptuousness intensely stimulating Li Mi's senses.

Li Mi pressed his head between Aoshuang's full, smooth breasts, gazing at the high, round, white mounds, and the slightly upturned, purplish-black tips that had become like two grapes after he had nibbled on them. He felt the soft yet elastic, hot and pleasurable sensation, a sweet milky fragrance filling his heart.

In that instant, Li Mi lost all thought, his passion surging as he suddenly bit down on one of Aoshuang's breasts! He wildly sucked on the nipple, which trembled slightly with excitement, occasionally gently biting it with his teeth! This time, no longer separated by her clothes, he truly experienced the deliciousness of Aoshuang's unparalleled breasts.

Startled by Li Mi's sudden attack, Aoshuang's delicate body felt as if struck by lightning, trembling slightly as a tingling, itchy sensation spread throughout her body, a numbing pleasure vibrating her skin.

Her body trembled slightly, her eyes brimming with desire. Aoshuang's jade-like body was truly like a flawless, unparalleled piece of jade, captivating anyone who looked upon it. He desperately wanted to possess her, to thrust into her cunt! He would fuck her until

she wept and snot streamed down her face, but he couldn't pull down her pants no matter what he tried, leaving him sweating profusely.

“Sister, what’s the point of doing it with Brother Li without taking your pants off? Let me help you…”

Pan’er stepped forward and quickly untied the silken knot of Aoshuang’s trousers, pulling them down forcefully…

“Pfft…”

As soon as the trousers were pulled down, a gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, splashing all over Pan’er and Li Mi’s faces, completely soaking the already wet sheets. The lewd smell filled the room. Her plump mons pubis was already bright red, and her cute little bud was as thick as a little finger, with soft pubic hair clinging to her crotch.

Li Mi’s fiery gaze slid down from Aoshuang’s elegant and slender neck, lingering on her flawless, shapely body, taking in every inch of her hot figure!

On the bed lay Aoshuang, her beauty like a lotus emerging from water, a flower in full bloom. Her long hair cascaded down, making her fair and translucent skin appear even more radiant. Especially alluring was the subtle, captivating blush that clung to her snow-white skin. Her deep, lake-like black eyes were already glazed over, her gaze towards Li Mi gleaming with a seductive and fervent desire. Her sensual lips parted, and a soft, seductive voice uttered, "Faster...faster...give it to me...I want it...I want it..."

Even Pan'er, watching from the sidelines, felt a tingling sensation from her moans, let alone Li Mi.

Li Mi's gaze traveled down Aoshuang's skin, still glistening with fragrant sweat. Her slender, jade-like neck, like a sculpted masterpiece, was gracefully long and perfectly integrated with her delicate body. Her pair of snow-white breasts, erect and firm, trembled with her breath, rising and falling with her uncontrollable desire. Full, firm, and high, they displayed an incomparably mature and voluptuous charm.

Two purplish-black nipples adorned these breasts, making his mouth water; they seemed to await his pluck, adding to her alluring and seductive beauty. Her slender, snow-white waist was so delicate it could be grasped in one hand, without an ounce of excess fat. Her small, round navel on her firm, smooth, snow-white abdomen was incredibly sexy and alluring. Her high, round buttocks were full and firm, and between her thighs was a wet, slippery patch, with waves of juice overflowing from her legs. Her long, jade-like legs, sculpted like flawless jade, were spread wide, allowing the juice to gush out. Her trousers were pulled down to her calves, and now Ao Shuang's body was almost entirely exposed to Li Mi's eyes, leaving only her calves covered by the trousers and one foot encased in a boot.

"Ah...ah..."

Seeing this beautiful sight, Li Mi could no longer restrain himself and leaped onto Ao Shuang's crotch. His previously softened penis instantly became hard as iron and thrust into the beautiful woman's flesh cave.

"Ah...ah...oh...so thick...harder...harder..."

Ao Shuang felt her lower body, which had just begun to cool down, being penetrated by a red-hot iron rod. Instantly, her whole body felt like a raging fire on a pile of dry wood. Her face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, her red lips were slightly parted, and she exhaled a soft fragrance. Her sexy little mouth murmured softly. The fullness of pleasure and the intoxicating ecstasy made her feel as if she were flying freely in the clouds,

even faster and more beautiful than when she actually used the "Riding the Wind Technique" to fly in the sky.

Seeing Ao Shuang's perfect body, how could Li Mi resist? His penis stood straight like an angry dragon, and the glans was engorged with blood. Ao Shuang straightened her slender waist and opened her small mouth to take his big penis into her mouth. Her delicate tongue gently scraped against the head of his penis, while her pearly teeth rubbed against the outer skin of his shaft.

Li Mi thrust forward, plunging his entire penis into Ao Shuang's mouth, the head reaching all the way down her throat. Ao Shuang felt a sudden rush of breathlessness, almost unable to catch her breath, while Li Mi's two testicles hung on her lovely chin.

"Mmm...mmm..."

Ao Shuang felt Li Mi's penis growing hotter and hotter, and began to thrust in and out of her mouth. The pleasure of that hard penis going in and out of the mouth and throat of this beautiful young woman was something he had never experienced before. He was so happy that the veins on his head were about to bulge. Ao Shuang had no shame in her mouth with the dirty and smelly penis of the man. Her exquisite tongue skills made Li Mi even more courageous and vigorous. With a violent spasm, he ejaculated in her mouth. A large amount of hot and cloudy male semen flowed from her throat into her abdomen. Li Mi gasped for breath and pulled out his shrunken penis. Ao Shuang was still licking the remaining male semen on his penis with reluctance. A thin thread was tightly connected to her little tongue. That lewd and seductive look was truly intoxicating.

"Ah..."

After a painful cry, Ao Shuang's soft, boneless, snow-white body trembled slightly. Her soft, lotus-root-like arms stiffened and tensed, her slender, jade-like hands spasmed as they gripped the sheets tightly. The ten delicate toes of one slender, snow-white foot and the other, clad in a thin boot, were tense and rigid, pressed firmly against the sheets.

The two young people began their union amidst rapid, panting breaths. With a series of rapid, melodious moans, Ao Shuang's beautiful head jerked back, her fiery red face showing a slight furrow in her brows and closed eyes. Her large breasts trembled incessantly, her strong abdominal muscles and flat stomach colliding powerfully with each thrust. Ao Shuang was completely immersed in the intoxicating pleasure. Li Mi's young, strong penis thrusting in and out relentlessly, his large hands caressing her, driving her to ecstasy beyond compare! All she wanted was for him to relentlessly fuck her, giving her body the ultimate stimulation and pleasure.

Ao Shuang couldn't vent her raging lust; she wanted to scratch bloody welts on Li Mi's back with her hands, but her hands were bound behind her back by her clothes and she couldn't break free. She could only pin her hopes on her jade feet.

A jade foot flipped up from behind, five pearl-like toes gripping Li Mi's back muscles and pulling hard. "Oh..."

Li Mi felt a burning pain in his back. He reached back and grabbed Ao Shuang's pink and lovely jade foot. It felt soft to the touch. Looking closely, he saw five slender toes neatly clustered together, the sole white with a hint of red and a strange, sweaty smell, and the instep completely lotus-white, with a few fine blue veins faintly visible.

Her feet were warm and damp to the touch, sticky with sweat, making them irresistible. Her five toes were full and rounded, the long bones exuding power. As Li Mi thrust into her, he became intensely interested in her feet, pressing them against his face to feel their warmth. They were simply too beautiful.

"Ah...ya..."

Ao Shuang suddenly pulled her foot away, leaving five more bloody marks on Li Mi's face with her toes. This enraged Li Mi, who grabbed her foot and bit down hard.

"Oh...it hurts...harder...bite harder...I like it..."

The sharp pain in Ao Shuang's toes only intensified her sexual arousal.

Li Mi began to bite and gnaw at Ao Shuang's soles, toes, insteps, and ankles, biting every part, then lightly licking them with his tongue. Ao Shuang was almost going crazy with pleasure; she loved having her lovely feet bitten and tormented—a stimulation she never experienced when making love with her husband.

"Hurry...bite again...bite that one...hurry..."

Ao Shuang urged. Li Mi roughly pulled one of her trouser legs off one of her jade-like legs and began to forcefully tear off the last boot and the attached trousers from Ao Shuang's jade feet. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the knee-high silver boot off Ao Shuang's feet.

"Hurry...hurry...please...hurry...I can't take it anymore..."

Ao Shuang cried and screamed, her jade-like feet pounding against the sheets. Li Mi was also angry and anxious, his penis thrusting hard and relentlessly. He didn't care that the boot hadn't been removed yet, and he bit Ao Shuang's jade feet hard through the boot. Unfortunately, the boot was an impenetrable treasure. No matter how hard he bit, Ao Shuang didn't feel much pain, only a slight numbness and itchiness.

"I hate it...I hate it...why? You're so hateful..."

Unable to experience the pleasure of having her other jade feet bitten and tortured, Ao Shuang sadly shed tears.

Pan'er watched her adoptive mother's ugly behavior with a sneer. No matter how gentle and virtuous she pretended to be, she was nothing more than a shameless harlot. She was willing to debase herself to this extent just so a man would bite her feet. She didn't want Aoshuang to enjoy any more pleasure; the more Aoshuang wanted Li Mi to bite her feet, the less she would allow it.

Pan'er stepped forward and said, "Brother Li, you haven't forgotten your promise, have you? You can use your

internal energy to help my sister expel the poison..." Li Mi remembered the internal energy cultivation method and hurriedly followed the incantation, circulating his energy. In an instant, he felt his penis become even more vigorous, pushing forward despite the tightness of Aoshuang's vaginal walls, reaching deep into her uterus. He felt his penis connect with Aoshuang's perineum, a powerful internal force continuously flowing into his dantian.

"Ah...oh...good...oh..."

Ao Shuang frantically banged her head against the pillow, struggling incessantly with her arms and legs kicking the bed so hard she almost threw Li Mi off. Pan'er rushed forward to help hold Ao Shuang down. The intense intercourse left her drenched in sweat. With a violent thrust of her lower abdomen, a large amount of her primordial yin essence, mixed with pure internal energy, shot out from her body, flowing down Li Mi's penis and into his dantian.

"Oh...ah...so full...so full...it's going to explode...no..."

Li Mi's face was flushed red. He felt that his dantian had reached its limit. If this continued, he would surely explode and die. Ao Shuang's internal energy was many times greater than his; it was something he could not withstand.

Pan'er grabbed his shoulders and pulled him away. Instantly, his penis left her beautiful jade gate, bringing with it a large amount of vaginal fluid and yin essence. Ao Shuang's body convulsed wildly before slowly calming down, a satisfied smile on her face as she breathed heavily.

Li Mi was unable to expel

the internal energy of the "Mysterious Heaven Star Moon Technique" from his body, and his thick penis could not return to its original state. Just as he was getting desperate, Pan'er quickly unbuckled her belt, took off her skirt and underpants, and took his large penis into her body.

"Oh... Pan'er... what are you doing..."

Li Mi had long wanted to have sex with Pan'er, but her sudden action caught him off guard.

"It's nothing... I'm saving you. Reverse the mental technique I just used, hurry up..."

Pan'er urged him urgently while circulating her internal energy to absorb the internal energy of Ao Shuang stored in Li Mi's body. Li Mi felt his penis, which was about to explode, slowly soften inside Pan'er's hot vagina. After the glans pressed against the cervix, the internal energy in his dantian began to move into her body little by little, and he embraced her passionately, sharing the pleasure of the brothel.

Although she was having sex with Li Mi, Pan'er's eyes showed little lust. In her eyes, Li Mi was merely a tool to help her absorb Ao Shuang's inner energy and transfer it to her. At this moment, Yuan Sheng knocked on the door. "Miss, everyone is here. They will do whatever you want..."

"Very good... Let them line up, one by one, so my sister can enjoy them properly, and then they can keep me company... You go first, you don't need to keep me company."

Pan'er said with a seductive smile.

Yuan Sheng pushed open the door and saw that the room was full of erotic scenes. He dared not look at Pan'er and Li Mi having sex, but instead focused all his energy on seducing Ao Shuang. Ao Shuang's naked body lay before him, her hands tied behind her back, her right foot still wearing a long silver boot with a silver long boot hanging from it. This posture was even more seductive than being completely naked.

Yuan Sheng was a lustful wolf at heart. These years in Shaolin Temple, he had been eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures to hide his evil thoughts, which had made him miserable. How could he not have his fill of this jade body that he could have without spending any money?

Yuan Sheng pressed Ao Shuang down on the bed and quickly stripped off her monk's robes and trousers, revealing his dark, small monk's penis. His penis was several sizes larger than Li Mi's, even more robust and fierce. Years ago, this penis had routed Dong San Niang, but this had brought him immense trouble, leading to a thousand-mile chase by Dong San Niang and Liu Xing. Now, he could use it to properly enjoy this stunningly beautiful female warrior, Liu Ao Shuang, the wife of the Sword God Feng Wu Tian, whose martial arts skills far surpassed his ignorance. This was a woman he could only ever have in his fantasies. He had never believed that someone like himself could defile such a beautiful, noble, and ethereal woman, because even if he practiced martial arts his entire life, he could never match even a fraction of her skill. But now, all of this was no longer a dream. A fairy fallen to the mortal realm, afflicted with lustful poison, even with the highest martial arts, was merely a free tool for men's pleasure.

Yuan Sheng's massive penis entered her body, bringing Ao Shuang, who was still savoring the afterglow of her orgasm, back into a sea of desire. Instantly, she spread her legs, her jade-like body entwined with his strong frame. Her delicate eyebrows parted, her eyes slightly open, and she cried out in a high-pitched voice, "Ah...so...so thick...harder...harder...more intense..."

Yuan Sheng was almost delirious with pleasure, his mouth wide open in a wild laugh, "You filthy bitch, you've already cuckolded your husband so many times, aren't you tired of it? Fine, seeing how lewd and depraved you are, if I don't go to hell, who will? Let's go to hell together!"

With that, his penis began its blissful "visit" inside Ao Shuang's body.

The penis remained inside her vagina for an unknown amount of time, finally ejaculating... Thick semen sprayed into Aoshuang's uterus, then began to absorb the primordial yin essence and pure internal energy she released during her climax. Meanwhile, Pan'er had almost completely drained Li Mi, throwing his exhausted body to the ground and laughing loudly, "Hurry up...make them hurry up..."

Aoshuang was immersed in a sea of lust, countless impacts completely intoxicating and losing her senses. She felt as if countless hands were groping her body, countless penises taking turns thrusting in and out of her three orifices. She only knew to continuously release her lustful fluids, yin essence, and internal energy to bring pleasure to those men. They vied to touch every inch of her skin, kneading her breasts, licking and swallowing her toes, or rubbing and sniffing her armpits. Her small face couldn't be kissed, so they simply took out their penises and rolled them on her mouth, nose, eyes, and ears for pleasure.

Others kept ejaculating, smearing their semen on her delicate, snow-white skin. There was so much semen that it was forcefully wiped away, and then covered with new semen. Slowly, she was completely enveloped in a thick layer of semen. Her vagina and anus were constantly being thrust in and out at high speed. At first, she felt pain and heat, but then she gradually lost her agility, letting him thrust in and out as he pleased. With each ejaculation, her extraordinary inner strength was being drained away, but what did it matter? What did it matter if she gave her life to enjoy this supreme pleasure? Finally, she convulsed violently, feeling something being released from her body, and her body completely lost its strength.

One of the Li family servants, who was enjoying himself while on top of Aoshuang, suddenly changed his expression and violently pulled his penis out of Aoshuang's body, taking a few steps back. His body suddenly swelled to nearly twice its original size, and all the veins in his body turned crimson red. He flailing his hands and screaming, "What? What's wrong? I feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable... Oh..."

Pan'er, who was having sex with a martial arts hero and absorbing the yin and internal energy he had extracted from Aoshuang's body, was startled and looked up at this strange phenomenon, thinking: Could it be that he has extracted that thing?

The burly men around, who were being manipulated by the drug, did not notice anything amiss. The servant, whose body had swelled up, suddenly struck out with a palm, instantly blasting a burly man in two. With a backhand, a burst of energy instantly split several other burly men in two. The room was crowded with naked burly men, who had nowhere to hide. Their fists and feet flew everywhere, and blood flowed like a river, with screams filling the air.

Suddenly, a flash of blood appeared. Pan'er grabbed Li Mi's black and white sword and slashed left and right, beheading the burly man. Blood gushed from his neck, shooting more than ten feet high. From his severed neck, a small blue ball flew out, circled in the air, and shot into Ao Shuang's wide-open, swollen vulva.

It turned out that Ao Shuang had released her primordial essence in her passion. But the power of the primordial essence was far beyond what the servant could withstand. The sudden surge of power drove him mad, killing him. After Pan'er killed him, the primordial essence automatically flew back into its owner's body.

After the primordial essence entered her body, Ao Shuang suddenly regained her senses. In fact, the lustful poison in her body from the frenzied release had been greatly reduced. Opening her eyes, she saw blood and naked men all around her. She herself was naked, covered in a thick layer of sticky semen, lying on the ground. Her vulva and anus were in excruciating pain, and she was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift her limbs.

"Where...where am I?...Ah..."

Ao Shuang tried to stand up, but her legs were weak and her hands were tied behind her back. She took a deep breath and managed to stand up. Yuan Sheng, seeing that she was awake, was shocked. Taking advantage of her unsteady footing, he bent down and grabbed the long pants that were dragging on her feet and pulled them.

Ao Shuang's feet were already slippery, and with this pull, she fell flat on her back. Her jade body hit the ground and splashed a large amount of semen and vaginal fluid.

"Press her down..."

Pan'er gave the order, and the naked men around rushed forward and pressed Ao Shuang down. Ao Shuang struggled desperately, trying to shake them off. As long as she could regain her senses and absorb the energy of the heavens, it would be enough for her to break free. Yuan Sheng grabbed one of Ao Shuang's jade legs and shouted, "Miss, hurry...do it...don't show mercy."

Not wanting to give her a chance to turn the tables, Pan'er gritted her teeth and, driven by malice, grabbed the black and white twin swords and slashed fiercely at Ao Shuang's bare, slender, and beautiful foot, which was kicking. "Don't you like men biting your feet? This time, I'll let you have your fill!

" "Ah..."

A shrill scream pierced the night sky above the Li residence. Feng Wutian, who was rushing towards the capital, felt his heart pound wildly, wondering, "What happened? Could it be Shuang'er...?

" Pan'er respectfully presented the blue Yuan Dan in her hand, saying, "Master, that bitch tried to escape. I cut off one of her feet, made her faint from the pain, and then dug this Yuan Dan out of her genitals. She's already a cripple; should we still keep her?"

Zhang Ruoshui took it and laughed heartily, "Good...you did a very good job. It was truly effortless. Keep her. Don't worry, I promised you that once I get the one from your godfather, I will keep him by your side forever and never harm him. What about this person?"

He pointed to Li Mi, who was slumped to the side, unconscious.

"Him... he's still useful to me, let's keep him."

Pan'er sighed, looking at Li Mi. Although she didn't love him, he was devoted to her, so she decided to take him as a slave.

When Feng Wutian arrived at the Li residence, he found a group of Li family retainers and martial arts practitioners surrounding Pan'er, raping her violently. He was furious and instantly chopped them into pieces with his sword, then picked up a piece of clothing and draped it over Pan'er.

Pan'er, covered in semen, was disheveled and weeping bitterly. Feng Wutian angrily asked, "Pan'er, what happened? Where's Shuang'er? Where did she go?"

"Waaah... Godfather, we entered the Li residence, and those people said they would host a banquet for us, but they... they poisoned the wine! My mother and I were... they... my mother fought back desperately, and they... they cut off my mother's foot... and took her away." She

then pointed to the corner of the wall.

Feng Wutian rushed over and saw a slender, snow-white jade foot covered in blood in the corner of the wall. The sole of the foot was covered in sticky semen and blood. The cut was fresh, and the blood had not yet completely congealed. It was still warm to the touch. He stared at it for a long time before spitting out a mouthful of blood. He knew this severed foot all too well. It was the jade foot of his wife, Liu Aoshuang! He couldn't imagine the pain his beloved wife must have felt when her jade foot was cut off. For him, it was more painful than having his heart stabbed with a knife.

"Kill you all...kill you all...kill you all..."

Feng Wutian gripped the Seven Kill Sword in one hand and his wife's severed foot in the other. His eyes turned completely red, filled with a beastly madness. The white flames that spewed from his body melted the surrounding floor tiles. In that moment, the Sword God became the Sword Demon.

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