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

Yang Guo took Xiaolongnu to play, while the heroes, led by Guo Jing, tidied up the scene.

Next, a banquet will be held to re-elect the leader of the martial arts alliance.

No one noticed that Wang Jiuling had secretly slipped out of the crowd and disappeared.

The Golden Wheel Monk and his companions left the Heroes' Gathering.

The Golden Wheel Monk looked very unwell, and seeing Huo Du being carried on his back by his subordinates, he felt irritated.

How are we going to explain this to Kublai Khan when we get back?

As Lu Qingdu watched the distance between them and the Heroes' Assembly grow ever greater, his pace gradually slowed as he was responsible for escorting the Golden Wheel Monk.

Lu Qingdu disappeared after turning a corner.

The Golden Wheel Monk and the others had no interest in Lu Qingdu and were completely unaware that Lu Qingdu was missing.

They walked through several streets when they suddenly heard voices behind them.

"Grand Preceptor Jinlun, please wait!"

Upon hearing the voice, the Golden Wheel Monk turned around abruptly and saw Wang Jiuling standing quietly behind them with his hands behind his back.

Beside him stood Zhen Zhibing, who had been pulled over and looked completely bewildered. "Junior brother, what are we doing here?"

"Master Qingyang, what brings you here?" The Golden Wheel Monk looked at Wang Jiuling with apprehension, and Wang Jiuling narrowed his eyes.

"We have a Quanzhen disciple who has gone missing. We would like to ask if the Imperial Preceptor has seen him?" Wang Jiuling's tone was somewhat unfriendly.

The Golden Wheel Monk was momentarily stunned.

"What does the disappearance of your Quanzhen disciples have to do with me?"

The Golden Wheel Monk had a bad feeling.

Wang Jiuling sneered. "Ha! You don't know? My nephew Lu Qingdu was ordered to escort you away, and where are you now? You don't know?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Zhibing realized, "Oh right? Where's Lu Qingdu? Shouldn't he be with Jinlun Fawang and the others?"

His expression immediately turned serious, and he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Jinlun's expression changed, and he looked around, but found that Lu Qingdu was nowhere to be seen.

What about people?

What about such a big person?

The commotion attracted the attention of passersby, who gathered around to watch.

Jinlun had already realized something was wrong, and he looked at Wang Jiuling with extreme vigilance.

"Master Qingyang, I don't know where your nephew has gone. Perhaps he has already returned. You should go back and look for him as soon as possible. I have other important matters to attend to, so I won't keep you any longer!"

After saying that, he tried to leave.

Wang Jiuling, however, flashed forward and blocked Jinlun's path. He, who usually disliked talking much, deliberately raised his voice at this moment.

"Hmph! What a fine Golden Wheel Monk! You barged into my Central Plains Martial Arts Tournament first!"

"I kindly asked my nephew to escort you away because you are an envoy from Mongolia, but now my nephew has disappeared with you, and you claim you don't know anything about it?"

"It must be because you lost the duel and held a grudge, so you secretly harmed my nephew!"

"This is outrageous! I will not tolerate it!"

"Senior brother, cover for them! Don't let them escape!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Zhibing angrily drew his sword. "Nephew Lu is truly gone!"

The surrounding crowd heard it clearly, and some of them, who knew about the Heroes' Gathering, immediately began to curse.

"Bah! This so-called Golden Wheel National Preceptor is utterly shameless! Master Qingyang treated him with courtesy, yet he plotted against Master Qingyang's nephew!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"That despicable bald monk!"

The Golden Wheel Monk was dumbfounded.

No?

When did I ever plot against your nephew? You speak so confidently, yet I myself know nothing about it.

It's true what they say: if you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext.

"You! Don't make false accusations! I..." Jinlun's expression changed drastically.

Wang Jiuling didn't give him a chance to explain at all, and charged forward with his sword.

His attack was a deadly strike, aimed straight at the Golden Wheel Monk's throat.

Ha! You instructed your disciple to almost injure my apprentice, and you even dared to speak harshly on behalf of Kublai Khan before leaving?

At the time of the conference, I couldn't find a reason to touch you.

Do you think this is like staying at a guesthouse? You think you can come and go as you please?

You think you can just leave after offending me? Not so easy!

"Xiao Xiangzi! Together!"

Knowing he couldn't defeat Wang Jiuling alone, the Golden Wheel Monk quickly called on Xiao Xiangzi to join him.

However, the Golden Wheel Monk was injured, and even with Xiao Xiangzi by his side, he could not make up for his disadvantage.

The important thing is that Xiao Xiangzi knows how powerful Wang Jiuling is, so he won't risk his life; his main force will still be Jinlun.

The two of them, working together, could barely hold off Wang Jiuling.

Several burly Mongolian men tried to move, but Zhen Zhibing stopped them with his sword. "Hand over our nephew!"

On the other side, Guo Jing and others were discussing recommending Wang Jiuling as a candidate for the leader of the martial arts alliance. After all, with Qi Gong absent, Wang Jiuling had turned the tide and made great contributions.

But when he turned around, he found that Wang Jiuling was gone.

When questioned, the Quanzhen disciples stammered and gave evasive answers.

"Um...that..."

"We...I..."

"Our martial uncle went out on business, we didn't know..."

The clever Huang Rong immediately realized something was wrong and dragged Guo Jing to find Wang Jiuling.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped out, I saw Lu Qingdu, who had changed his clothes at some point, covering his face and sticking out his butt as he scurried towards the deserted backyard.

"Brother Jing, it seems Master Wang has gone to intercept the Golden Wheel Monk!"

Huang Rong was very good at judging people; she knew Wang Jiuling's temperament and guessed what was going on.

"What? Junior brother is being too impulsive!"

The two quickly gave chase along the road.

...

when!

Wang Jiuling's longsword clashed with the Golden Wheel Monk's wheel, blocking the Golden Wheel Monk's attack, and also knocked down Xiao Xiangzi who was rushing over with a palm strike.

Xiao Xiangzi's poisonous smoke had absolutely no effect on Wang Jiuling.

The more Jinlun Fawang fought, the more anxious he became.

This damned Taoist priest is serious; every move he makes is aimed at killing him!

"You bastard! You're utterly shameless!"

The Golden Wheel Monk originally thought that his disciple Huo Du was shameless enough, but he never expected that this seemingly upright Qingyang Zhenren could so easily spew such slander!

Wang Jiuling sneered.

His uprightness is in the eyes of a good person.

He couldn't be bothered with morality when dealing with scoundrels like Jinlun and Huodu!

He's not Guo Jing!

If it weren't for Guo Shixiong's uprightness, Wang Jiuling would have already dragged him here to ambush people.

Whoever you want can come.

Just then, Guo Jing and Huang Rong arrived.

As soon as they arrived, they saw Wang Jiuling beating up Jinlun Fawang. Jinlun Fawang was already at a disadvantage, his red robe had been torn to shreds, and he was in a sorry state.

The poor old monk had to fight while also trying to avoid being exposed.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling was using his longsword to knock away the wheel of the Golden Wheel Monk.

Of all times, the wheel slammed into Huo Du's direction.

Huo Du was seriously injured. He was lying on the ground, and he opened his eyes in a daze. He felt excruciating pain all over his body, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood. He couldn't move at all.

The next second, the Golden Wheel Monk's wheel smashed into Huo Du's lower body.

Suddenly, everything was in chaos, with chickens flying and eggs shattered on the ground.

"what!"

Who said Huo couldn't move? He suddenly sat up, clutching his lower body, and let out a miserable howl.

Guo Jing quickly leaped up and used his palm strike to separate Wang Jiuling and the Golden Wheel Monk.

"Junior brother! Stop!"

Guo Jing was unaware of Wang Jiuling's plan. He only knew that if Wang Jiuling were to kill the Golden Wheel Monk in the street, it would definitely not be a good thing for the Song Dynasty.

"Senior brother! Don't stop me! He's harmed Junior Nephew Qingdu!"

Wang Jiuling turned his head and gave Guo Jing a meaningful look, but Guo Jing was too honest and upright, and he was full of doubt.

"But I just saw Junior Nephew Lu!"

Wang Jiuling was momentarily embarrassed. Oh no, he'd been exposed.

Why did Senior Brother Guo arrive at such an inopportune time?

Upon hearing Guo Jing's words, the Golden Wheel Monk felt as if he were accusing someone.

"Master Guo! Master Qingyang has slandered me! He has slandered me!"