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

Wang Jiuling has finally met his match today.

Unlike the Western Poison's Toad Style and the reverse practice of the Nine Yin Manual, Huanxi Miller's Free and Unfettered School martial arts clearly emphasize "difficulty in dealing with him".

Miller was also delighted, feeling that he had found a "treasure".

The young Taoist priest in front of me not only possessed such profound internal strength, but he also knew the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Heavenly Mountain Plum Blossom Hand.

Did he have any extraordinary encounters?

We must catch him! He's more important than Wang Chongyang!

The two had been locked in combat for nearly a hundred moves. Wang Jiuling, relying on the Nine Yang Divine Skill, had a massive amount of true energy, and was almost at a disadvantage.

And the Northern Darkness True Qi of Huanxi Milarepa, which had been circulating for countless years, was also completely unfathomable.

However, Ma Guangzuo and his men on the other side were caught in a fierce battle.

The two monks in plain clothes were compassionate and did not kill them, while the Tibetan monks, although Wang Jiuling had killed two of them, still outnumbered the others.

But the biggest surprise came from Wei Tianwang.

Bang bang bang!

Two Tibetan monks chanted scriptures while clapping human skin drums.

The plan was intended to confuse Ma Guangzuo and his companions, but before the simple-minded Ma Guangzuo could even make a mistake, Wei Tianwang suddenly collapsed to the ground in pain, clutching his head.

Now, the situation is even worse.

Fang Tianlao was also injured quickly in order to save his junior brother.

With the two of them getting into trouble, Ma Guangzuo and the two monks in plain clothes faced increased pressure.

Wang Jiuling saw this and became somewhat anxious.

If this drags on any longer, and something happens to the others, things will likely become very difficult for Silent Valley.

He wasn't sure what had happened to Patriarch Chongyang, but he was sure it was urgent.

Those two monks in plain clothes absolutely cannot be allowed to get into trouble.

We need to get out of here as soon as possible.

With a determined look in his eyes, Wang Jiuling's expression changed.

As Huanxi Miller grabbed Wang Jiuling's arm, he stared at Wang Jiuling greedily.

He craved this body so much.

The next second, however, he was surprised to find that he had successfully grabbed Wang Jiuling's arm.

Although Wang Jiuling's protective true energy was rebounding wildly, he was still caught in the end.

Miller was overjoyed.

He was shocked and also looked forward to the day he had failed to absorb Wang Jiuling's true energy.

The harder it is to inhale, the purer it is, and the more effective it will be once you can inhale it!

"Hehehe! This time, this old monk won't let you break free so easily!"

Huanxi Miller's unpleasant laughter drifted on the wind, and the next second, Wang Jiuling's internal energy flowed along his meridians toward Huanxi Miller's fingers.

Perhaps because Huanxi Miler had made ample preparations this time, Wang Jiuling's innate Nine Yang True Qi surged into Huanxi Miler's meridians like a flood.

The two held hands tightly, locked in a stalemate, and the terrifying fluctuations of their true energy caused a fierce wind to sweep around them.

Even if Wang Jiuling's true energy was "almost inexhaustible," his Nine Yang Divine Skill was not yet fully mastered, and no matter how much he had, it would eventually run out.

Soon, Wang Jiuling's face began to turn pale, clearly indicating that his true energy had been greatly depleted.

Meanwhile, the withered face of the man named Joy Miller twitched and somehow appeared somewhat fuller.

But Wang Jiuling had no intention of resisting at all.

Smoke it! Smoke it to your heart's content!

Not only did he not resist, but he also circulated his Qi through the meridians, actively allowing the true Qi to flow between his meridians.

Blood trickled from the corner of Wang Jiuling's mouth, but before it could drip to the ground, it was blown away by the strong wind.

While Miller was enjoying himself immensely, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The Northern Darkness True Qi is in harmony with Yin and Yang, carrying the unique Taoist principles of "moderation and peace".

However, Wang Jiuling's true energy, due to his cultivation of the Innate Skill, was extremely yang and fierce.

Furthermore, due to the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the total amount is terrifyingly large.

As he continued to inhale, Joy Miller felt somewhat "full".

He was right about one thing.

The Northern Darkness Divine Art has no upper limit, but a person's meridians and dantian have an upper limit.

No matter how much you inhale, you have to be able to handle it.

Besides, Huanxi Miller is too old; his meridians have severely atrophied.

The innate Nine Yang True Qi he absorbed caused his meridians to burn with pain, and his dantian was also filled to the brim.

Before he could even transform his true energy into Northern Darkness True Energy, he felt Wang Jiuling grab his wrist instead.

She was actually actively channeling her inner energy into him.

At this moment, the Joyful Miller Meridian and Dantian are like a balloon being blown up.

As Wang Jiuling's face grew even paler, his protective true energy finally reached its extreme.

Before mastering the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the protective true energy cannot be fully controlled, and sometimes it can even harm one's own people.

That's exactly how it is right now.

As Wang Jiuling's true energy was depleted, his body sensed a crisis, and the Nine Yang Protective True Energy began to counterattack frantically.

It even stretched Wang Jiuling's own meridians until they ached.

What this protective true energy needs to do is to draw back the lost same-origin true energy!

This was like a river flowing backwards, a flood turning against the current.

Huanxi Miller felt that the true energy he had just inhaled was completely out of his control.

The abundant true energy returned along the original path, but the passage was simply not enough. The remaining true energy began to dissipate from the major acupoints all over his body, causing his robes to billow.

"Uh! Hehe!"

Joyful Miller was unable to speak; the flesh on his face trembled incessantly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he could not move his body.

Wang Jiuling, who was opposite him, was also in a bad mood. His true energy was flowing backward, and Huanxi Miler was in pain, so he was also in pain.

At this moment, blood is already seeping from the skin of my arm, which is a sign that the vital energy is flowing backward and the meridians cannot withstand it.

Click, click!

The two struggled, and the floor tiles beneath their feet were shattered by their true energy, even the lanterns hanging in the corridor not far away were blown down.

The candle inside the lantern fell to the ground, igniting the lantern and instantly setting it ablaze.

The fire was then blown away by the two people's inner energy, spreading rapidly and crackling as it ignited the corridor railings.

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

Wang Jiuling's "mutual destruction" tactic panicked Huanxi Miller.

If Wang Jiuling's true energy is allowed to flow back in this way, Wang Jiuling will at least be seriously injured, but Huanxi Miller's own meridians will also explode!

Delight Miller had lived a long life, and now that he was old, he desperately wanted to live forever.

If his meridians are destroyed, even if he doesn't die, he will have no hope left.

He dare not.

He was right.

Wang Jiuling was determined to escape today, even if it meant serious injury!

Even if I'm seriously injured, I'm young and healthy, I can handle it, but you old thing might not be so lucky!

Let's see who avoids whose edge if we're so capable.

If it were Wang Jiuling before his first encounter with the Western Poison, even if he risked his life, he would have had no chance of forcing Huanxi Miler into this situation.

But ever since that day when he received guidance from Senior Brother Guo, Wang Jiuling has never fallen behind in his studies.

He studied diligently every day and fought against his senior brother Guo and Hong Qigong, even defeating Jinlun.

Which one isn't a top-tier expert?

Under such circumstances, how could Wang Jiuling not make progress?

Miller was the first to back down.

He dared not gamble, so he began to actively guide the true energy to dissipate, no longer fighting to the death.

boom!

With a burst of true energy, the two were finally separated.

Wang Jiuling was sent flying by the reversed internal energy, crashing into a wooden pillar and breaking it.

Joyful Miller was also sent flying more than ten steps away, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

This resulted in both of them suffering heavy losses.

In those two breaths, despite the risk of injury, Wang Jiuling managed to throw his longsword with some force.

puff!

Two Tibetan monks were pierced by a long sword.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to escape, Ma Guangzu reacted extremely quickly, killing a Tibetan monk in front of him with a single blow.

He pulled out Wang Jiuling's longsword in one swift motion.

At this moment, the two sides separated, and the Tibetan monks, seeing that Joyful Milarepa had flown away, hurriedly went to check on him.

"Oh dear! Let's go!"

Seeing that he finally had a chance, Ma Guangzuo quickly called Fang Tianlao and the others to leave.

Rushing into the corridor, Ma Guangzuo picked up Wang Jiuling from the ground and ran wildly toward the gate of the Zen temple.

Fang Tianlao and the other three behind him also helped each other catch up.

Inside the carriage outside the door, Qiu Qianren stared wide-eyed; he could hear the bewitching chanting even from outside the door.

Qiu Qianren already had mental problems, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the sky.

Fortunately, the internal energy that Wang Jiuling injected into his acupoints rendered him unable to move.

Ma Guangzu carried Wang Jiuling on his back, placed him in front of the carriage, and then jumped on himself.

"Hurry, hurry!"

Wei Tianwang was still clutching his head, his face contorted in pain. Bloody tears streamed from the corner of his right eye, but no one saw them in the darkness.

The group quickly disappeared into the night...

Inside the Wuduo Zen Temple, Huanxi Milare was helped up by his disciples. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his meridians bulging, and the Northern Darkness True Qi within his body was being stirred up to a violent state.

puff!

Joy Miller suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Well...well, a fine young man!"

"That's ruthless!"

Miller was delighted that Wang Jiuling would resort to such a mutually destructive tactic.

His inner energy was so violently agitated that he was unable to move and could only have his disciples carry him away quickly.

Crackling sounds!

In the arid western regions, fires are the most dangerous thing. Before long, the entire Wuduo Zen Monastery was engulfed in flames, illuminating the night...

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