The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

Everyone was drawn to the sound. When Ouyang Feng turned around, he saw a figure in green leap into the air at great speed, drawing a long sword and thrusting it at him with unparalleled sharpness.

Ouyang Feng sensed the sharp aura of the sword, but remained calm and composed, performing a backflip.

While dodging the sword, head down, feet up, hands on the ground, quickly create distance.

Wang Jiuling did not rush to attack; instead, he went to Lu Qingdu's side and helped him up.

Lu Qingdu was pale and weak. Even though Ouyang Feng's palm strike used almost no internal force, it was still something Lu Qingdu could not block.

"Master... Uncle-Master..."

Lu Qingdu's voice was weak. Wang Jiuling reached out and tapped his shoulder twice, channeling two streams of true energy into him. "Don't speak yet!"

The other disciples quickly stepped forward to help Lu Qingdu, and Gongsun Lü'e poured out some pills from the porcelain bottle for Lu Qingdu to eat.

Zhen Zhibing also rushed over and hurriedly channeled his internal energy into Lu Qingdu.

Fortunately, Lu Qingdu does not appear to be in immediate danger.

Wang Jiuling turned around and immediately saw Yang Guo, who was holding Ouyang Feng's arm. Yang Guo also saw Wang Jiuling.

"Father! Don't hit me! He's my master!"

Yang Guo was anxious, but Ouyang Feng pulled him behind him. "Son! Don't worry about it! Your father knows these stinking Taoist priests! I have to kill them!"

When Ouyang Feng went berserk, he cared about nothing except knowing that he couldn't hurt Yang Guo.

Yang Guo couldn't stop him at all and could only watch helplessly as Ouyang Feng charged towards Wang Jiuling.

"Master! Be careful!"

Yang Guo's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He knew Ouyang Feng's martial arts skills and was worried about his master's safety, but he could do nothing else at the moment.

Wang Jiuling twirled his longsword. "Retreat!"

He told Zhen Zhibing and the others to get out of the way, while he himself went to meet them with his sword.

Leaving aside the fact that Ouyang Feng had just seriously injured Lu Qingdu,

This Western Poisoner has committed countless evils, and the amount of blood on his hands is unknown. He was also the murderer who killed Uncle Tan Chuduan back then.

In terms of ruthlessness, even Li Mochou is considered a kind person compared to him.

Wang Jiuling had always been irreconcilably opposed to such wicked people.

At that moment, Ouyang Feng rushed over and attacked Wang Jiuling with a crazed expression.

This Western Poisoner has truly mastered the art of martial arts.

With a fierce aura like a tiger, he slammed his arms down at Wang Jiuling with the strength of iron. Wang Jiuling dodged and weaved, using his swordsmanship to entangle with Ouyang Feng.

boom!

Ouyang Feng smashed a table in the teahouse with a single palm strike.

laugh!

The next second, Wang Jiuling slashed the ground again, sending soil and rocks flying everywhere.

The two of them practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse, combined with the internal energy of the Toad Stance, making it both domineering and insidious.

Another one is enhanced by the Nine Yin Manual, making it incomparably powerful and fierce innate Nine Yang True Qi.

When they started fighting, the air vibrated so loudly it almost blew the teahouse off its roof.

Yang Guo and the others couldn't even get close to him, let alone stop him.

As Ouyang Feng fought, he became headfirst and feetfirst, his moves were bizarre, and his internal energy was terrifyingly powerful. Every move he made was strange and unpredictable, yet his momentum was astonishing.

Wang Jiuling constantly used the Golden Goose Skill to dodge and weave at short distances. His swordsmanship was also formidable; the sword was imbued with terrifying true energy, making it as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even Ouyang Feng could not withstand it head-on.

It was truly a fierce battle, with neither side willing to give way.

Only then did everyone realize with astonishment that Wang Jiuling was actually able to fight Ouyang Feng?

At this point, the two had already exchanged dozens of blows.

Bang! Ouyang Feng grabbed Wang Jiuling's right shoulder, where he was holding a sword, with a claw.

*Snap!* Wang Jiuling's fingers also pressed against Ouyang Feng's chest.

With a bang, their inner energy surged, and the two separated. Wang Jiuling took five or six steps back, his robes fluttering in the wind from the internal force.

Ouyang Feng took three or four steps back, shaking his head.

The longsword was stuck in the ground. Wang Jiuling tapped his right shoulder repeatedly with his left hand and slapped the air with his right hand.

The internal force that Ouyang Feng had just injected into his acupoints was transferred out of his palm, breaking a wooden pillar next to him.

The teahouse collapsed completely, and dust billowed up everywhere.

This is the section on acupoints in the Nine Yin Manual.

Ouyang Feng, on the other side, moved even faster. He stomped his left foot on the ground and tapped his chest with his finger.

The bluestone pavement beneath his feet cracked, and Wang Jiuling's true energy was also transferred out by him.

He used the reverse version of the Nine Yin Manual's acupoint release technique.

Wang Jiuling suppressed the shock in his blood and qi, his heart filled with horror.

Since he mastered the Innate Skill, the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and even the Nine Yin Manual, he has never suffered a slight loss in internal energy cultivation when fighting an enemy as he has now.

This Ouyang Feng truly deserves to be called one of the Five Greats, comparable to Guo Jing of The Return of the Condor Heroes. His martial arts skills are unfathomable!

Ouyang Feng shook his head and swayed his eyes, clearly also surprised by Wang Jiuling's martial arts skills.

"How come you also know the Nine Yin Manual? Knowing the Nine Yin Manual makes you the best in the world!"

I am the best in the world!

"Why do you know how to do that too?"

"You're not the best in the world! I am!"

Ouyang Feng went berserk during the fight, and Wang Jiuling realized something was wrong.

"Run! Get as far away as possible!"

Wang Jiuling held a long sword, his tone somewhat subdued.

Ouyang Feng is getting more and more frenzied as he fights. If he starts indiscriminately injuring people indiscriminately, even Wang Jiuling won't be able to stop him.

"Junior brother! You..."

Zhen Zhibing grew anxious and wanted to step forward.

"Senior brother! Let's go!" Wang Jiuling cried out urgently as he saw Ouyang Feng about to attack again.

Given Zhen Zhibing's martial arts skills, it would be good enough if they didn't hinder him, let alone help him.

Zhen Zhibing's weakness is his indecisiveness. At this moment, he hesitated and actually wanted to help.

Ouyang Feng's eyes were bloodshot; he had completely lost his senses.

"I am the greatest in the world! What makes you think you know the Nine Yin Manual?! I'll kill you! I'll kill you all!"

He supported himself on his hands and walked upside down, but his speed was frighteningly fast, and he arrived in front of Wang Jiuling almost instantly.

Fortunately, Wang Jiuling reacted quickly and dodged by turning around.

Ouyang Feng's violent internal force caused Zhen Zhibing's hair to fly wildly. He finally realized that the person in front of him was one of the Five Greats, not an ordinary person.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

In a panic, Zhen Zhibing turned around and personally carried the seriously injured Lu Qingdu on his back, then led the other fourth-generation disciples to run away.

"Junior brother! Where should we wait for you?"

Zhen Zhibing's voice faded into the distance, but Wang Jiuling couldn't bother to respond.

At this moment, Ouyang Feng's body spun like a top, charging around wildly, and Wang Jiuling could only do his best to deal with him, not daring to relax.

Yang Guo was forced to hide somewhere, and the pedestrians on the road were so frightened that they scattered and fled.

They have been fighting for nearly a hundred moves since they started.

boom!

The two separated again. Wang Jiuling had just regained his balance when he saw Ouyang Feng on all fours, lying face down on the ground.

He kept making croaking sounds from his throat, and his body was filled with terrifying internal energy, giving him an astonishing aura.

Just looking at it gives you the creeps.

Toad Kung Fu.

The old poisoner is preparing to deliver a brutal blow.

Wang Jiuling sheathed his sword, stomped his right foot on the ground, and faced both palms towards the ground, his true energy surging wildly through his meridians.

Glug glug! Glug glug!

Ouyang Feng gathered his strength and leaped into the air, hurtling towards Wang Jiuling like a cannonball.

Wherever they went, the air seemed to be surging.

It was truly terrifying and its power was unparalleled.

Wang Jiuling focused his mind and drew circles with both hands, unleashing a burst of powerful innate Nine Yang True Qi. He then slammed both palms down towards the charging Ouyang Feng.

Faintly, one could hear the sound of ocean waves, and a howling wind whipped up waves that crashed fiercely against Ouyang Feng.

It is the Concealed Wind and Overlapping Waves Palm.

The Concealed Wind and Overlapping Waves Palm technique is extremely powerful, instantly delivering three layers of force: a wave, a wind, and an intent.

At this moment, in terms of palm power, it was no less than the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

Wang Jiuling's palm strike was truly unrestrained, using ninety percent of his strength, hoping only to repel Ouyang Feng with this single blow.

It turned out that he had relearned the Great Dao Song, making his internal strength even more solid and his control over his palm techniques even stronger.

Things are different now; we can conserve our strength.

However, Ouyang Feng's Toad Stance was too powerful. If Wang Jiuling did not use his full strength, he would inevitably be defeated in one move and completely at a disadvantage.

Ouyang Feng was the same; in his madness, he didn't know how to control his strength.

The next second, their palms met.

In an instant, the ground cracked open like a spider web, and the dust that was kicked up was blown away by the terrifying force before it could even rise.

The shopkeepers, who were hiding in the distance and dared not show their faces, felt a gust of wind overhead. When they looked up, they saw that the curtains they had just drawn were being blown up.

He was so frightened that he shrank back.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling and Ouyang Feng had reached their limits in their struggle. With a muffled thud, the two separated, their robes clinging to their bodies from the force of the impact.

The accumulated energy exploded, causing surrounding houses to collapse and sand and stones to fly everywhere.

Wang Jiuling flew backward more than ten steps before regaining his footing. He felt the remaining true energy in his meridians being forced back, causing his blood and qi to churn and blood to gush from his mouth.

Ouyang Feng was also in a bad situation.

He took seven or eight steps back, forcibly regaining his balance.

He had never seen such a powerful palm technique in his life, apart from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

For a moment, my meridians ached, and my blood and qi were almost forced to reverse.

He almost spat out a mouthful of metallic sweetness from his throat, but he managed to suppress it.

However, he could only regulate his breathing and couldn't even speak.

(The rating has gone up, all thanks to everyone's hard work. The author can't slack off either, so here's an extra chapter! There are 7400 words today, and I especially want to thank everyone!)

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