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

At this moment, Wang Jiuling used the Golden Goose Skill and leaped out from behind the earthen slope.

Behind them, Ma Guangzuo and the other two exchanged glances and then began to move.

Inside the temple, the abbot and other members of the Vajra Sect gradually realized that Qiu Qianren was just a pretty face.

The abbot looked at the numerous corpses of his disciples on the ground, and his face trembled with rage.

What an amazing compassion!

They were surrounded by more than a hundred people, yet he still managed to kill them all.

"Hmph! No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you'll eventually run out of energy! Attack!"

Just as the Vajra Sect members were about to make a move, they only heard a noise.

Looking up, they saw Wang Jiuling standing on the lintel of the temple gate, looking down at them.

The next second, Wang Jiuling moved his feet, his figure like a roc spreading its wings, rushing straight towards the Vajra Sect members.

His speed was terrifyingly fast; even Qiu Qianren would probably be a step behind him.

"Not good! The Returning Light Formation!"

The people of the Vajra Sect weren't stupid; they could tell from the formation that this was a master. They quickly retreated and formed a battle array, and the temple abbot hurriedly ordered his disciples to join them.

The midday sun was at its strongest, and its dazzling rays shone directly towards Wang Jiuling.

However, Wang Jiuling had already thoroughly investigated the details of the Vajra Sect through Qiu Qianren.

He didn't rush to deal with the monks with the bronze mirrors, but instead located the four bronze bells before they could act.

A dazzling light rushed towards him, and everything around him instantly turned white. That's how Qiu Qianren was blinded.

Wang Jiuling had already closed his eyes and stopped looking. Without stopping, he headed straight for a bronze bell.

Rumble!

His body was circulating internal energy, and terrifying palm force was constantly accumulating.

"not good!"

The temple abbot's expression changed drastically. This Taoist priest had a clear goal: he was after the bronze bell.

Their formation, seemingly called the Returning Light Formation, actually focuses not on the bronze mirror, but on the bronze bell.

The angles of the four bronze bells were all calculated precisely. Only when they are all in place and their positions remain unchanged can the sound waves be guaranteed to converge in the center of the array.

The bronze mirror only serves to deprive the senses of sight. Once the enemy can no longer see, the sound of the bell will come from all directions, making it impossible to tell where it is coming from.

However, if one of the bronze bells is destroyed prematurely, the effect will be greatly reduced.

The abbot moved quickly, carrying his vajra, trying to stop him, but it was too late.

Wang Jiuling closed his eyes and slammed his palm down on the bronze bell in front of him.

The monks carrying the bronze bell felt as if a vast ocean had appeared before them.

A fierce wind, carrying towering waves, was crashing towards them.

Their expressions froze, their hands just about to slide the bronze rod against the inner wall of the bell.

The next second, Wang Jiuling's palm strike came, and seven or eight monks, including those carrying the bell, were sent flying backward.

Dust and sand rose up instantly, the bronze bell fell to the ground, and the temple abbot was so frightened by the terrifying force of the palm strike that he stopped abruptly.

His face was filled with horror, and he felt that this palm strike was even more terrifying than Ci En's palm strike!

Wang Jiuling unleashed a thunderous killing move without holding back.

Those seven or eight monks never got up again.

At the same time, three other bronze bells rang.

However, the formation now has a flaw; although the sound of the bronze bell is still loud, its power has been greatly reduced.

Wang Jiuling felt that the sound of the bell gave him goosebumps all over his body, making him very uncomfortable, and even his internal energy became slightly agitated.

But it was only a tiny bit, which he immediately suppressed.

On the contrary, it was the Vajra Sect disciples around Wang Jiuling who couldn't stand it anymore.

Originally, the sound of the bell was caused by the collision of sound waves, which eventually concentrated in the center. Now that a corner is missing, the sound waves are scattered and dissipated.

"ah!!"

Several Vajra Gate monks covered their ears, their bronze mirrors falling to the ground, while others frowned and turned away to avoid them.

The light reflected from the bronze mirror immediately dimmed considerably. Wang Jiuling opened his eyes, drew his long sword, and moved like a ghost among the monks.

His longsword slashed precisely across the necks of the monks, drawing streaks of blood.

Clang!

The bronze mirrors in the monks' hands fell to the ground one after another, and the Returning Light Formation was completely broken.

Wang Jiuling had no more scruples at this moment; his moves were ruthless, and he killed anyone he saw.

He was far more swift than Qiu Qianren. The abbot of the Vajra Gate Temple hesitated for only a moment before more than a dozen monks fell to Wang Jiuling's sword.

"You bastard! Who are you? You..."

The temple abbot's face was contorted with rage, but Wang Jiuling didn't utter a single word in response; he simply ordered his killing.

The abbot had no choice but to ignore his injuries and grabbed the vajra pestle to smash it at Wang Jiuling.

His Vajra Sect had just been wiped out by Qiu Qianren, and now a Taoist priest had come and started a massacre without saying a word.

What do you take them, the Vajra Sect?

Wang Jiuling simply kept swinging his sword; whether he opened his mouth or not...

He couldn't understand a word the guy was saying.

Clang!

The vajra slammed down with tremendous force, but Wang Jiuling raised his sword to block it. His innate Nine Yang True Qi adhered to the sword, turning the rotten into the miraculous, allowing the longsword to actually block the vajra.

This is extremely unreasonable.

Longswords are mostly designed for lightness and agility; how could one use a longsword to catch a vajra?

This vajra is a heavy weapon as tall as a person.

But Wang Jiuling did just that, and he actually caught it.

Not only that, when their weapons clashed, the temple abbot felt a tremendous force coming from the vajra, so strong that his hand almost lost its balance.

In that instant, the temple abbot knew that this Taoist priest was probably even more difficult to deal with than Ci'en.

"Charge! All of you, charge!"

The temple abbot roared, and the next second, Wang Jiuling's longsword swept over, this was the Quanzhen sword technique "Vast Waves".

The impenetrable sword aura dazzled the temple abbot, who hurriedly raised his vajra to block.

But the next second, Wang Jiuling changed his sword technique and it became "Ten Thousand Miles to Seal the Throat".

when!

The abbot was caught off guard; the sword tip was only two fingers' distance from his throat, and he barely managed to deflect it with his vajra.

At this moment, his center was wide open, and Wang Jiuling's sword moves changed again.

With a move called "Delicate Clouds Weaving Cleverly," the sword's momentum suddenly softened, sweeping upwards from below, yet the angle of the longsword was incredibly tricky.

Oh!

The abbot's armpit was slashed open, and blood splattered everywhere.

"what!"

He was in pain and terrified, enduring the excruciating pain as he continued to swing the vajra while retreating.

"Master!"

A monk saw this and rushed over with a large sword, but was beheaded by Wang Jiuling with a single sword stroke.

Wang Jiuling wasn't in a hurry to kill the temple master; he had a use for him. As for the other underlings, they weren't so lucky.

The temple master stepped back, and Wang Jiuling continued to reap lives with his feet moving in a series of powerful steps.

If it's a well-coordinated and fearless army, then Wang Jiuling will really have to put in some effort with so many people.

However, these rabble of the Vajra Sect were already terrified by Qiu Qianren's previous killings, and now that they had encountered someone even more ruthless, they were truly afraid of being killed.

"Go! Block him!"

With the Returning Light Formation broken, the temple abbot had no choice but to send his men to charge.

But these monks weren't stupid; the more the abbot acted this way, the more they backed down.

After all, whoever retreats the slowest gets to be in the front row.

Some people even tried to run away when they saw that things were not going well.

At this moment, Ma Guangzuo had already brought Fang Tianlao and the other two in. Seeing that some monks were about to run away, Ma Guangzuo took the lead, picked up his knife and went up to slash!