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

Guo Fu had only recently heard a storyteller at a teahouse telling a story about how men and women were forced to separate due to external obstacles, but they overcame numerous difficulties and eventually came together.

Guo Fu even bought a storybook about it. She thought to herself, "Although their marriage didn't happen, how could Yang Guo do this with another woman in front of me like this?"

Guo Fu's dream was shattered, and she felt betrayed. She felt that the storyteller and the storybook were deceiving her!

Her eyes immediately reddened, and she pointed at Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, so angry that she couldn't speak.

Yang Guo didn't want to pay attention to Guo Fu and wanted to leave with Xiaolongnu.

But Guo Fu turned her attention to Xiaolongnu.

"You, you woman, hugging and cuddling with a man in broad daylight! How shameless of you!"

She then looked at Yang Guo.

"Yang Guo! In what way am I less beautiful than that country bumpkin?!"

Yang Guo was displeased with Guo Fu's insults towards Xiaolongnu, and he immediately shielded Xiaolongnu behind him.

"None of your business! My aunt is incredibly beautiful, a million times more beautiful than you!"

This infuriated Guo Fu, who gritted her teeth in anger, while Yang Guo had already left with Xiaolongnu.

He didn't even glance at her.

Guo Fu was furious. She threw the storybook in her arms to the ground and stomped on it several times.

He turned and walked outside.

"Fu-mei!"

Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen quickly caught up. "Fu-mei, don't go looking for him! We'll play with you!"

Guo Fu didn't turn her head.

"Who said I was looking for Yang Guo!"

"Get the horses ready! I'm in a bad mood and I'm going hunting!"

The Wu brothers exchanged a glance and immediately followed. "Sister Fu! The Mongols have been acting strangely lately; Master and Mistress forbid us from running around!"

How could Da Wu and Xiao Wu possibly stop Guo Fu?

Soon, on the street, Guo Fu led her little red horse out of the city.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu followed.

At a roadside tea stall, several figures wearing straw hats watched Guo Fu pass by.

The leader lowered his straw hat.

"Is this Guo Fu?"

This person was none other than Xiao Xiangzi, and some Mongolian masters beside him were also gazing at Guo Fu's retreating figure.

"Probably, aren't there two good-for-nothings following behind her?"

Xiao Xiangzi narrowed his eyes.

"Damn you, Jinlun! You hide by Prince Kublai Khan's side, yet you make me spy on you!"

"Why not kidnap Guo Fu? That way we can curry favor with the prince..."

"Come on! Keep up!"

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The sun is high in the sky, and it's the hottest time of day.

Guo Mansion.

Guo Jing had just returned from his inspection. After he sat down, a personal guard brought him intelligence. Guo Jing read the intelligence, and Huang Rong poured him some tea.

"According to intelligence, the Mongols in Fancheng are making frequent deployments."

Guo Jing frowned.

Huang Rong sat down next to him. "Brother Jing, don't worry, Fancheng is not far from Xiangyang, and there is Grandmaster Qi with many experts guarding it."

Guo Jing nodded. "It's just that the Mongol army's activities in Fancheng are becoming more and more obvious. Given Fancheng's location, I always feel that they shouldn't be doing this."

This is most likely a diversionary tactic; we should still focus our efforts on Xiangyang!

A few days ago, due to the unusual activity in Fancheng, many martial arts practitioners went there to guard against a surprise attack by the Mongols. Hong Qigong also went there secretly.

Fancheng and Xiangyang face each other across the river, forming a strategic defensive position and are of great importance.

Just as Guo Jing was pondering, someone suddenly came to report.

The news that arrived this time was that the Mongol vanguard was heading towards Xiangyang.

Guo Jing remained calm and immediately ordered his men to prepare a horse for their journey to the city wall. "Oh, right! I need to go and fetch Guo'er!"

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu had just returned to the Guo residence when Guo Jing dragged them to the city wall.

The city gates were now closed, and the Song soldiers were on high alert, deploying their defenses along the city walls.

Guo Jing, Yang Guo, and others stood on the city wall, surrounded by other martial arts figures, such as Zhu Ziliu, who had come upon hearing the news.

Meanwhile, in the distance, the Mongol vanguard was already advancing in a dark mass towards them.

In the distance, you can still see the Mongolian royal flag fluttering in the wind.

"Get the archers ready!" Lu Wenhuan, the garrison commander of Xiangyang, immediately ordered his men to relay the order, but Guo Jing raised his hand to stop him.

"Lord Lü! Please calm down!"

Guo Jing had excellent eyesight, and he noticed that the Mongol vanguard in the distance seemed a bit off.

The others followed Guo Jing's gaze.

When the Mongol army got closer, their expressions changed drastically.

Because in front of the Mongol vanguard were hundreds of Song Dynasty civilians who had been driven away.

The Mongol infantry followed behind, while those in front rode on horseback, constantly whipping the slower civilians with their whips.

The people cried and wailed, and soon, those at the front had crowded onto the bridge, about to cross the moat.

Lu Wenhuan disregarded everything else and immediately ordered his men to prepare to fire the arrows.

Guo Jing, however, held him back firmly.

"Don't fire the arrows! So many civilians! If we fire, how many innocent people will die?!"

Lü Wenhuan was absolutely unwilling. "Hero Guo! Even if we don't fire our arrows, we can't save them!"

"The Mongol army is still behind!"

The situation was critical. As they spoke, some people had already crossed the bridge and were heading straight for the city gate.

Behind them, the sound of Mongol horses' hooves was so loud that the ground trembled slightly, and the Song soldiers defending the city looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lu Wenhuan was extremely anxious, but Guo Jing held him back firmly.

"Oh dear! Release the arrows quickly!"

"Open the city gates!" Guo Jing's shout drove Lü Wenhuan almost mad.

"What? Master Guo, have you gone mad?"

"I said open the city gate! I'm going to save them!" Guo Jing said solemnly, and to everyone's astonishment, he jumped off the city wall.

"Uncle Guo!"

"Master Guo!"

Yang Guo and the others watched this scene in shock, but they quickly came to their senses.

The martial arts practitioners followed suit, some leaping down with their superior lightness skills, others descending from behind the city wall.

The city gate was finally opened, and Lü Wenhuan, unable to stop it, covered his head on the city wall.

"They've gone mad! They've gone mad!"

The people had already reached the city gate, and the Mongol army behind them had also stepped onto the bridge and were heading this way.

After leaping down from the city wall, Guo Jing charged ahead on horseback.

"Get into the city quickly!" Guo Jing shouted, pushing through the crowd of people to face the Mongol soldiers at the front.

He used both hands simultaneously, unleashing the "Regretful Dragon Ascends" technique, which sent four or five Mongol soldiers flying.

But there were too many Mongol soldiers. They quickly crossed the bridge, some surrounding Guo Jing, others charging towards the city gate.

The city gates were wide open at that moment, but the people had not yet entered the city.

Fortunately, Song soldiers also rushed out at this time, and the Jianghu warriors rushed to the front, finally managing to temporarily block the Mongol soldiers and allow the people to enter the city smoothly.

Among them, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu were the most powerful. With their combined swordsmanship, Mongol soldiers fell one after another.

Guo Jing's internal strength seemed to have improved again. With a left palm strike, he unleashed "The Dragon Regrets," and with a right palm strike, he unleashed "The Dragon Appears in the Field," his powerful palm strikes flowing continuously.

It was a chaotic battle, and the use of bows and arrows was impossible. The Mongol soldiers surrounding Guo Jing had no way to deal with him.

Guo Jing alone held off countless Mongol soldiers.

It was truly a case of one man holding the pass.

Behind him, under the Mongol royal banner, Kublai Khan watched as the people of the Song Dynasty entered the city one after another, while his vanguard troops had accomplished nothing, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"This Guo Jing truly lives up to his title of the Golden Sword Prince Consort!"

Beside him, the Golden Wheel Monk bowed slightly. "Prince, allow this old man to go and meet him!"

Kublai Khan waved his hand.

"Why is the Imperial Advisor in such a hurry?"

"There's a saying in the Central Plains: even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit! Since we've troubled the Imperial Advisor to intervene, we must capture him!"

"Didn't Xiao Xiangzi capture Guo Jing's daughter?"

"Guards, hang Guo Fu up! Let my good uncle be reunited with his daughter!"

On the battlefield ahead, Guo Jing repelled the Mongol soldiers in front of him and retreated, thinking to himself that he was very grateful to his junior brother for giving him the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

He gained a lot from this experience, which greatly increased his internal strength; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to save people today.

The common people had already entered Xiangyang, and the martial arts masters were also retreating, preparing to close the city gates after entering the city.

Just as Guo Jing was retreating, he heard a voice coming from the rear of the Mongol army, carrying internal energy that spread throughout the battlefield.

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back, Master Guo? Your daughter misses you terribly!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Jing looked towards the rear of the Mongol army and saw the wooden pole of a catapult rising.

Three people were tied to the wooden pole.

It was Guo Fu, Da Wu, and Xiao Wu. Jinlun Fawang jumped onto the catapult, a sinister smile on his face.

Guo Jing's expression changed drastically.

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