The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 569 Rong'er's Adventures (Part Two)
In the most critical moment, Li Mochou gritted her teeth, forcibly activated her inner strength, and temporarily let go of the old man in Taoist robes before coming to Huang Rong and the others' side. She unleashed several moves of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword Technique, which forced everyone back. But before they could catch their breath, the old man in Taoist robes regrouped and attacked again.

An old man in Taoist attire took Li Mochou's attack head-on, while the surrounding experts brandished their weapons and threw out hidden weapons from time to time, putting the three children in imminent danger.

At this moment, Lu Guanying was seriously injured and could barely stand. Qu Yun would certainly not abandon him, and Huang Rong would not leave the others to escape alone.

Or rather, unless Li Mochou turns around and leaves now, she might still have a chance to escape on her own, but Huang Rong and the other two little ones have nowhere to run.

Although Huang Rong was young, she made a decision at this moment. Her eyes were more determined and resolute than ever before. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Li Mochou's twin swords were entangled with the Taoist elder and several experts, and Qu Yun's long whip forced the others to temporarily create distance, she advanced instead of retreating.

Wu Chengyu had been very devoted to his cousin back then, giving her all the divine skills and unique techniques suitable for the Peach Blossom Island sect, such as the Lesser Formless Skill, the Carefree Plum Blossom Hand, and the Lingbo Steps.

The Lesser Formless Skill is too profound. Huang Rong has been mischievous since childhood, preferring activity to stillness, and dislikes meditating to cultivate internal energy. She can only be considered to have entered the beginner level.

However, the Free and Easy Plum Blossom Hand and the Lingbo Steps are too similar to the martial arts styles of Peach Blossom Island. Moreover, the moves are beautiful and the movements are graceful. Huang Rong was influenced by Huang Yaoshi from a young age and had excellent aptitude and comprehension, so she made particularly rapid progress in these two martial arts.

In particular, Huang Rong was born with agile movements and had an excellent talent for light-body skills. In addition, her mastery of the I Ching was definitely a family tradition, so she had long since mastered the Lingbo Weibu.

If it weren't for Lu Guanying's interference, she might have had a chance to shake off these guys if she had just used her Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to escape with all her might.

Huang Rong used the Lingbo Weibu technique to its fullest extent, her figure flashing past several experts who were attacking her, narrowly avoiding their weapons, and then she plunged headlong into the rear of these experts without hesitation, her target being the crazy woman sitting in the sedan chair.

At this moment, apart from the four strong men carrying the sedan chair, she had no other experts by her side. Little Huang Rong's goal was simple: to capture the leader first and survive in the face of death.

Seeing Huang Rong rushing towards her, the crazy woman's eyes showed a hint of mockery, but even more so, contempt. She tilted her head and watched Huang Rong approach rapidly, seemingly unafraid that someone would attack her.

As Huang Rong approached, she was shocked to find that the four burly men carrying the sedan chair looked dazed, seemingly completely unaware that someone was approaching to ambush them, and were completely unprepared.

Huang Rong's eyes showed a hint of doubt, but at this moment, the arrow was already on the bowstring, and she could not hesitate for a moment. She leaped into the air, passing the two strong men in front of her, and unleashed the full power of the Free and Easy Plum Blossom Hand. Her palm was like a sword, which was the integration of the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm into the Plum Blossom Hand. For a moment, the sword wind was fierce.

The madwoman smiled, her hands, which had been hidden in her sleeves, were still reluctant to be extended. But when Huang Rong was only three feet away from her, she swung her sleeves, which lashed out like two long whips.

Huang Rong often sparred with Qu Yun and had some experience in fighting with soft weapons. She immediately judged the trajectory of the long sleeve. At this moment, she was not too flustered. She lightly touched the shoulder of the sedan chair carrier with her toes, twisted her body in mid-air, avoided the opponent's long sleeve attack, and at the same time transformed her palms into swords like hooks.

Her fingertips, imbued with internal force, slashed towards the middle of the long sleeve, spreading them apart to the left and right. With a tearing sound, the long sleeve was actually ripped apart by Huang Rong.

Upon successfully landing a blow, Huang Rong's face lit up with joy, but at the same time, her eyes showed a hint of surprise. The woman in front of her was crazy, had many skilled men under her command, and was extremely powerful. She had remained calm and composed when she was suddenly attacked, so she had assumed that her martial arts skills must be extraordinary.

Huang Rong's decision to win over this woman was a risky move, with the chances of success estimated to be no more than 10%.

But in that exchange just now, the sleeves were waved with great fanfare, creating a whistling sound, but the internal force attached to them was quite ordinary.

Huang Rong's internal strength was not high, but after mastering the Lesser Formless Skill, the quality of her internal strength far exceeded that of ordinary internal strength, and in terms of purity, it even surpassed that of Peach Blossom Island's internal strength.

This woman's internal strength accumulation seemed to be not much higher than Huang Rong's. The quality of her internal strength was good, but she seemed to be a step behind in the face of Xiao Wuxiang Gong. Her sleeves were made of brocade and were far from being tough, which is why Huang Rong tore them off with a single blow.

In other words, this woman seems to be no ordinary person, but based on her current martial arts skills, they are at least within the range that Huang Rong can handle.

"After all that, you're just a coward too," Huang Rong said sarcastically, her confidence soaring. She was just about to press her advantage and take down the man when she was horrified to see the woman's arm revealed by tearing off her sleeve.

This woman was eccentric and ruthless, but she was also extremely beautiful. Her facial features and the charm of a mature woman far surpassed those of Huang Rong, who had just come of age. If she were in later generations, men who liked young women would definitely flock to her.

But the arm that was now exposed shocked Huang Rong. It was as dry as a reed, with only a thin layer of skin covering the bone. The skin was also dry, in patches, either pale or yellowish, and it didn't look like the skin of a living person at all.

"You..." Huang Rong subconsciously asked, but before she could finish speaking, she heard the shrill scream of the crazy woman. The voice was as sharp as noise, and it was filled with extreme resentment and madness.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault! How dare you lay a hand on me and let you mortals see me like this!"

Do you know that my body has become like this, and my beloved husband has abandoned me and actually wants to take a concubine?

I was born a woman of exceptional beauty and a noble family. Countless men were in love with me back then, but I only loved my husband. In his eyes, there was only me. Why, why did I end up in this situation?

Fortunately, I discovered the Nine Nether Blood Condensation True Technique from my father. When I was practicing it, I went astray and became neither human nor ghost. It was only by using my husband's newly acquired lowly maid as a furnace that I had a sliver of hope for survival.

By absorbing the essence and blood of young girls, I can gradually restore my body. Look at my face; it's the result of absorbing the essence and blood of more than a dozen girls.

But these girls are all ordinary people. You three girls are young and beautiful, and you have been practicing martial arts since childhood. You have abundant energy and blood, so you are the best vessels for us.

Once I've absorbed your essence and blood, my body should be almost fully recovered. When I see my husband then, I'm sure I can win back his heart.

For the sake of our marital harmony and growing old together, and for the sake of my unparalleled beauty to reappear in the world, why don't you obediently offer your essence and blood?

The woman went even crazier; her originally exquisite features became twisted and ferocious, frightening Huang Rong so much that she dared not think twice and attacked again.

This time, however, Huang Rong's Free and Easy Plum Blossom Hand immediately fell into a disadvantageous position. The Free and Easy Plum Blossom Hand is extremely mysterious and can be regarded as the pinnacle of palm techniques and grappling techniques. Its moves are beautiful, but as soon as the opponent made a move, regardless of its power, it suppressed her in terms of beauty.

"The reason you were able to strike me just now was simply because my internal energy was not strong enough after I suffered a qi deviation. But martial arts cultivation is never just about internal energy."

Your palm technique is quite remarkable, likely a Taoist secret art. However, your mastery is still insufficient. Let's see how my Flower Order compares in strength.

As the crazy woman spoke, she unleashed a set of palm techniques that were equally powerful and exquisitely beautiful. Huang Rong used the Plum Blossom Hand, but this woman's palms imitated various flowers, sometimes in the shape of an orchid, sometimes in the shape of a plum blossom.

The fingers, palms, claws, and fists are like flowers, and the fist techniques seem to be integrated into a sea of ​​flowers. When they are closed, they are like buds waiting to bloom, and when they are released, they are like flowers in full bloom. The sea of ​​flowers contains invisible potential, which can suppress Huang Rong's fist techniques and also consume Huang Rong's internal energy invisibly.

Most importantly, this set of boxing techniques seems to possess an intangible artistic conception that gradually diminishes the will of those who fight against it, as if they are mesmerized by the scene of a sea of ​​flowers and lose all sense of where they are.

This is another set of boxing techniques that incorporates the subtle realm. This crazy woman is definitely not the best. Before she went mad, she might not have reached the top level. At most, she was a super first-class.

However, this set of boxing techniques was somewhat beyond the scope of Huang Rong's, and she had been practicing it for much longer than Huang Rong, having already grasped its essence. Huang Rong's Free and Easy Plum Blossom Hand could not pluck the flowers at this moment, but was in danger of being buried in the sea of ​​flowers.

Seeing Huang Rong's eyes gradually glaze over, and knowing she was about to be captured alive by this madwoman in less than ten moves, a scream suddenly came from behind her. Huang Rong recognized the voice instantly; it was Lu Guanying, who had grown up with her. It turned out that after Li Mochou was gradually suppressed by the Taoist-robed old man and several other experts, Qu Yun's long whip began to weaken. This type of long, flexible weapon required maintaining distance from the opponent to unleash its full power.

Unfortunately, Lu Guanying was unable to move at the moment, forcing Qu Yun to stay by his side and preventing him from using his lightness skill to fight. In the end, several experts forced him into the range of the long whip, getting closer and closer.

Qu Yun was, after all, a young girl, and at this point, she was inevitably flustered. Finally, an assassin seized the opportunity. This person held an iron rod in his hand and moved extremely fast, rushing towards Qu Yun in a burst of speed.

He was ordered to capture Qu Yun alive, but only to keep her alive. The iron rod protruded and pierced Qu Yun's right shoulder socket. Qu Yun could not dodge in time and was about to be injured by the iron rod.

Fortunately, Lu Guanying, who had been unable to intervene and was deeply worried, was focused on the safety of his fiancée. At the critical moment, he suddenly pulled Qu Yun behind him and shielded her with his body, and the iron rod pierced directly into Lu Guanying's right chest.

It was Lu Guanying's scream at this moment that woke Huang Rong from her madness, which had been bewitched by the woman's Flower Order palm technique.

The screams of her childhood friends were enough to awaken Huang Rong, no matter how powerful the deceptive power of the fist technique was.

At this moment, Huang Rong bit her lip hard, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Her mind became clearer and clearer. She saw Lu Guanying lying on the ground behind her, and Qu Yun lost her will to resist. She knelt down beside Lu Guanying and cried bitterly.

She also knew that she was no match for the crazy woman in front of her, and in the last moments of her life, all she wanted was to be with her friends.

Huang Rong suddenly used her Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to create distance between herself and the crazy woman, then turned and ran towards Lu Guanying and Qu Yun.

As Huang Rong was leaving, she glanced at the woman. The woman had been sitting in the sedan chair the whole time, and during the fight, she hadn't moved an inch, relying entirely on her bare hands to fight.

Thinking of the woman's withered arms, it's clear that her legs were already disabled, which is the real reason why Huang Rong was able to get rid of her.

However, Huang Rong no longer cared about the woman's legs. She used her lightness skill to the extreme, wanting to return to Qu Yun's side, but there was still more than ten feet of distance. Meanwhile, the weapons of the assassins around Qu Yun were about to be held to Qu Yun's neck.

Everything seemed beyond saving. Seeing this, Li Mochou unleashed several killing moves of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword Technique, temporarily forcing back the surrounding experts, and then swayed as she faced Huang Rong.

She was always very decisive. At this point, Qu Yun and Lu Guanying were beyond saving, and the only thing she could do was to take Huang Rong away from here first.

Ultimately, she wasn't the type to always step in to help those in need; she didn't have a strong sense of right and wrong. The main reason she intervened was because Huang Rong was Wu Chengyu's cousin. Saving Huang Rong was enough; the other two could be sacrificed in a critical moment.

But how could Huang Rong possibly leave? Just as they were struggling, everyone present heard several strange sounds at the same time.

At first, it was extremely far away, but the speed of its journey was astonishing, almost instantaneous. Moreover, as the distance grew closer, the whistling sound in the wind grew louder and louder, eventually sounding like a sudden rumble of thunder.

Just as everyone was coming to their senses, three long arrows suddenly appeared in the arena, as if they had completely transcended the limitations of distance. Then, as if locked on, the three arrows struck the three assassins closest to Qu Yun, who had no time to prepare and were impaled in the throats.

Not only that, the arrow's powerful kinetic energy even lifted the three of them into the air, before they crashed heavily to the ground.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the direction from which the long arrow had come. About a mile away on the official road, dust suddenly rose, followed by a tremor in the ground. The dust and pebbles beneath their feet bounced up and down with the tremors.

It was as if a thousand-strong cavalry unit was rapidly approaching. Although the cavalrymen were not seen, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and they seemed to be surrounded by a murderous aura that was as solid as a tangible substance.

The cavalry was still shrouded in dust, but one rider broke through and left the rest behind, revealing himself within a few breaths.

A young general dressed in black armor, riding a red horse, charged two hundred paces away, holding a five-stone iron bow in his hand.

Just now, he used a single bowstring to shoot three arrows, taking the lives of three experts and saving Qu Yun and Lu Guanying. The young general then unleashed a barrage of arrows, each shot seemingly without interval. The moment the bowstring was drawn, the arrows were already flying in front of the enemy.

The twenty-odd assassins were almost powerless against the barrage of arrows. Apart from the two or three top-notch experts and the old man in Taoist robes, the rest were unable to dodge in time and were all pinned to the ground by an arrow. Those who were not dead were wailing in agony.

As the red horse charged towards them, the young general pulled on the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves high, letting out a long neigh. At this moment, Huang Rong beamed with joy and shouted, "Guo Jing!"

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, Huang Rong finally felt relieved, but at the same time felt extremely wronged. When had she ever been bullied like this since she was a child?

Huang Rong pointed at the assassins in the arena and said in a slightly coquettish voice, "They are bullying me."

Guo Jing was always honest and kind. He respected his junior sister-in-law, but at the same time, he couldn't help but have some fantasies about her. However, because they were of different generations, he never dared to overstep his bounds.

Seeing Huang Rong's appearance now, a surge of anger rose to his head. At this moment, he didn't think that Huang Rong was his master's cousin, but that the person deepest in his heart had been bullied.

Guo Jing grunted and leaped up from his little red horse. It was clear who had the highest martial arts skills in the arena, and his target was the old man in Taoist robes.

At this moment, the immense power of the seventh level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, combined with the complete internal force of the Big Dipper Great Law, flowed together, and he flew into the air, unleashing five consecutive palm strikes of the Dragon's Regret.

The five palm strikes pressed down on the old man in Taoist robes, each strike concealing the hidden power of a dragon that has risen too high and will regret itself. They piled up one after another, accelerating continuously as they struck the old man.

The old man hadn't expected the palm strike to be so profound. He had no time to dodge and could only use the Taoist method of Hunyuan Qi to gather all his strength and fight Guo Jing head-on.

His palm strike initially suppressed the first level of "Regretful Dragon," and gained a slight advantage in the second and third levels. However, he began to be suppressed in the fourth level, and by the fifth level, his own internal energy was neutralized, while his opponent, though having little internal energy left, still struck him.

The old man felt a little relieved. Although the opponent's remaining palm force was strong, it was not impossible to resist. But at this moment, the hidden internal force of each layer of the Dragon's Regret suddenly gathered and erupted. The old man could not react in time and barely blocked it, but he was sent flying back ten feet away, spitting out blood. He was seriously injured.

The assassin was caught completely off guard by the sudden turn of events. The crazy woman, seeing her good deed about to be ruined, was furious and about to shout angrily, but then her face turned pale, which was quite unusual.

Behind Guo Jing, the cloud of dust grew closer and closer, and a hundred-man black-armored cavalry appeared. It was not the thousand-man team that had been thought before, but the aura of the hundred-man cavalry was like that of a thousand troops, unstoppable.

The crazy woman was crazy, but not stupid. She came from a very high background and had seen many masters since childhood. She immediately recognized that the more than one hundred cavalrymen she recognized had all reached the first-class level.

On the official road, facing a hundred heavy cavalrymen, all of whom were first-rate fighters, even the most skilled warrior would only be surrounded and killed.

The woman dared not delay any longer and shouted, "Uncle Ghost Slave, take me away quickly! And you guys, immediately stop them!"

(End of this chapter)