The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

Chapter 89: A Palm of Fuyao

Yang Tiexin and his group fled for a whole night, and at dawn the next day, they were finally completely out of Zhongdu's sphere of influence.

I was just looking for a place to stay and rest for a while.

But then they heard the sound of horse hooves. It turned out that Wanyan Honglie was leading the Jin army to pursue them overnight.

"Father, mother is right ahead!" The person who led the pursuers was indeed Yang Kang!

"Xi Ruo, I'm here to save you." Wanyan Honglie called out affectionately.

"Wanyan Honglie, please go. I have found my husband and I will not go with you." Bao Xiruo said softly but firmly.

"Cherish the weak!" It must be said that Wanyan Honglie is indeed deeply in love.

"Your Highness, why don't you invite the princess back to the palace first, and then make some arrangements." Master Lingzhi said.

These past few days have been extremely torturous for Master Lingzhi. The five great priests in the palace were either dead or injured, leaving him alone to hold the situation together.

At this critical juncture, the princess ran off with a strange man. If Wanyan Honglie hadn't given him too much, he would have quit long ago.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wanyan Honglie said, "Come here, take them down first!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Seeing that many Jin soldiers were about to surround them.

Yang Tiexin held the iron spear in his hand and said with determination: "Jing'er, I will stop them later. You take Nianci and the others away."

"No, I won't leave!" Bao Xiruo said.

"Dad, I won't leave either!" Mu Nianci said.

"Yes, Uncle Yang, I won't let you fight alone." Guo Jing said seriously.

At this moment, everyone has decided to die!

At this moment, a group of soldiers passing by surrounded them, but were blocked by Yang Tiexin and Guo Jing.

As more and more soldiers besieged them, it became increasingly difficult for the two men to resist.

At this moment, a Taoist priest in gray came from the sky, landed beside Yang Tiexin and said, "Brother Yang, we are not too late!"

"Master Wang!" Yang Tiexin said happily.

The person who came was none other than Wang Chuyi. Besides him, there was also a Taoist priest with a long beard like lacquer, a high-spirited look, and a long sword on his back. He was none other than Qiu Chuji, one of the Seven True Men.

"Master Qiu!" Yang Tiexin said excitedly.

"Brother Yang, I know everything about you. I am sorry to both the Guo and Yang families."

Then, Qiu Chuji looked at Yang Kang and said, "You ignorant boy, you have been confused for eighteen years by taking a thief as your father. Now that your real father has arrived, why don't you come and recognize him?"

Originally, Yang Kang believed 80% of what his mother said. After hearing what his master said, he believed it 10% more.

However, he absolutely could not allow a prince of a royal palace who lived a life of luxury to fall into the mortal world!

"I respect you as my master, why do you insist on sowing discord between us as father and son?" Yang Kang pretended to be confused while knowing the truth.

Qiu Chuji said angrily, "You are still stubborn and refuse to change. You are worse than a beast."

At this time, Master Lingzhi said, "Your Majesty, why waste time talking to them? Just capture them and slowly deal with them."

"Master, what you said makes sense!" So Wanyan Honglie gave an order and the attack became more intense.

What a great Qiu Chuji! He drew his sword, used magical moves, and his sword was as powerful as a rainbow. He killed more than ten Jin soldiers in a row without changing his expression.

Seeing this, Wanyan Honglie clapped his hands and said, "Bows and crossbows in hand!"

When dealing with martial arts masters, strong bows and crossbows are the most effective!
"Whoosh whoosh!"

For a moment, arrows fell like locusts!
Qiu Chuji waved his sword, and the water dancing on the ground in front of him could not be splashed in.

But it was ultimately difficult to sustain. With the second and third rounds of arrows raining down, Qiu Chuji was hit in the thigh by an arrow and was seriously injured.

What’s even more terrible is that another round of rain of arrows is about to fall!

"My life is over!" Qiu Chuji never thought that one day he would die under a hail of arrows.

At the same time, Yang Tiexin and the others also showed despair. They did not expect that Wanyan Honglie would mobilize such a large number of archers to hunt them down.

"rise!"

At this moment, Fang Hao suddenly appeared, clapped his palms together, and the yin and yang energies moved the world!

“Hoohoo!”

Then, a tornado column over ten feet high swept over from far away!

The tornado came so suddenly that it was overwhelming.

The arrow that was shot out was also affected by the tornado and was swept into the sky, completely losing its accuracy.

"fall!"

As Fang Hao pressed his palm downward lightly, the arrows in the sky were pulled by his aura, as if accompanied by wind and thunder, and fell into the archers' camp.

Then, there were continuous screams!
Hundreds of elite archers from the Jin Dynasty were defeated by Fang Hao alone!
"Brother Fang!"

"Leader Fang!"

When Guo Jing and Yang Tiexin saw Fang Hao show up, they were really surprised and delighted. They were even more impressed by Fang Hao's miraculous skills. This kind of martial arts was almost beyond the scope of martial arts and was close to the way of heaven.

The ultimate goal of martial arts practice in the low-level martial arts world is to achieve the unity of man and nature, to use human power to leverage the power of heaven and earth and launch incredible attacks.

But in fact, there are very few martial artists who can do this. It depends on the martial artist's understanding of the principle of "yin and yang mutual assistance".

It is not an exaggeration to say that Tai Chi gives birth to Yin and Yang, because everything in the world is inseparable from the two sides of Yin and Yang.

It is like between heaven and earth, the hot air rises and the cold air falls, and the wind is formed. This is the law of nature and the principle of creation.

After Fang Hao mastered the Taiyi Qiankun Gong, the yin and yang energies in his body were endless and continuous, and he was able to leverage the great power of nature with human power.

Small amounts add up to a lot, and when they accumulate into a forceful force they become a wind, eventually causing changes in the sky and forming a tornado.

The palm that Fang Hao learned from nature is the "Fuyao Palm" he created, which is a martial art that transcends the ordinary.

The moment Wanyan Honglie saw Fang Hao show up, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and his soul was scared to death.

When he thought of Fang Hao looking down at him, and the powerless feeling of not being able to control his life and death, Wanyan Honglie didn't want to experience it again.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and leave!"

The first sentence was said by Wanyan Honglie, and the second sentence was the exclamation of Master Lingzhi. Fang Hao's invincible image had been deeply imprinted in his mind, making him dare not fight with Fang Hao at all.

Wanyan Honglie took a last deep look at Bao Xiruo, hardened his heart, turned around and left.

Yang Kang looked at his mother, then at Wanyan Honglie. He gritted his teeth and finally caught up with Wanyan Honglie's team.

In the end, he couldn't bear to give up his wealth and glory.

“Thank you very much, Alliance Leader Fang, for your help. I cannot repay you enough for your kindness.” Yang Tiexin knelt down on the ground and said.

He had mixed feelings. Although he saved his lover, he was despised by his own son, which made him feel helpless.

Fang Hao raised one hand, and an invisible force of energy pulled Yang Tiexin up.

Then Fang Hao said, "Yang Tiexin, do you know why Yang Kang doesn't want to go with you?"

“Why?” Yang Tiexin asked in confusion.

"Because you are just a commoner, without power or influence, but he doesn't know that great men rise from the grass roots. You are a descendant of Yang Zaixing, you have been familiar with military books and practiced spear skills since childhood. You are down and out for a while, but it's just bad luck."

Fang Hao said calmly: "As long as you seize the opportunity, there may be a day when you can succeed!"

“Do I still have a chance to make a name for myself?” Yang Tiexin was silent. He was already middle-aged and had done nothing. How could he make a name for himself?
"Of course there is!" Fang Hao took out a book and handed it over, saying, "Look, what is this?"

"The Testament of Yue Fei?!" As a descendant of Yang Zaixing, he certainly knew that this book of military tactics passed down by Yue Fei could be used to train elite soldiers who are rare in the world!

After seeing this military book, Yang Tiexin's decadent heart became hot again!
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(End of this chapter)