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

Back then, three of the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan died directly at the hands of Ouyang Feng.

This is a blood feud that can never be avenged in this lifetime!

Ke Zhen'e was furious the moment he heard Ouyang Feng's voice.

They didn't give Yang Guo a chance to explain at all.

"Senior Ke! No!"

Yang Guo quickly stepped in front of Ouyang Feng, and Ke Zhen'e stopped in his tracks.

"Yang Guo!"

He pointed at Yang Guo with a face full of indignation.

"Your master is the revered Qingyang Zhenren, and you are a young hero with a bright future, yet you still associate with that old poisoner!"

In fact, Ke Zhen'e had heard about Yang Guo's deeds after the Heroes' Gathering.

Furthermore, Yang Guo's courage to admit his father's crimes earned him Ke Zhen'e's admiration.

Ke Zhen'e is a very simple person.

If you are upright and chivalrous, he will recognize you as someone important.

He was so angry that his face turned red with rage that he never expected Yang Guo to collude with Ouyang Feng again.

"Get out of my way! Today, I will fight that old poisoner to the death!!"

Ke Zhen'e stepped forward, pointing his iron staff at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo knew he couldn't explain things to Ke Zhen'e, so he turned and grabbed Ouyang Feng's arm, intending to leave with his adoptive father first.

But at this moment, Ke Zhen'e was extremely enraged and smashed an iron staff toward Ouyang Feng's head!

"Where did this old hag come from! Son, get out of the way!"

Ouyang Feng was no ordinary person. He pushed Yang Guo aside with one hand and grabbed Ke Zhen'e's wrist with the other.

"Godfather! No!"

Yang Guo was anxious, but even with his greatly improved martial arts skills, it was still extremely difficult to stop Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng exerted his strength suddenly, throwing Ke Zhen'e so hard that he crashed into the wall.

Ke Zhen'e, with his old arms and legs, was thrown so hard that he broke his arm and leg, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he kept coughing.

"Cough cough!!"

Seeing Ke Zhen'e fall to the ground, Yang Guo panicked and rushed to help him up.

"Get out of my way! You're with Ouyang Feng, I don't need your help!"

Ke Zhen'e lay on the ground, gripping the iron rod.

"You old monster! Today I'll kill you, then go down and reunite with my brothers and sisters!!"

Ouyang Feng was about to step forward and kill him.

Yang Guo turned around and hugged Ouyang Feng tightly: "Godfather! No! Let's leave first!"

Just as Yang Guo was at a loss, Wang Jiuling, Huang Rong, and Cheng Ying, who had heard the commotion, also rushed over from the front yard.

At a glance, he spotted Yang Guo and Ouyang Feng, as well as Ke Zhen'e, who was lying on the ground clutching his chest.

"Master!"

Huang Rong hurriedly stepped forward to help Ke Zhen'e, and Wang Jiuling also stepped over and tapped Ke Zhen'e's shoulder twice to help him catch his breath.

"Rong'er! Nine-year-old boy!"

Ke Zhen'e pointed at Ouyang Feng's location: "Don't worry about me! Kill that old poisoner first!"

As soon as Wang Jiuling turned around, he met Ouyang Feng's gaze.

Ouyang Feng sized Wang Jiuling up and down, then slapped his forehead: "Oh dear! It's you, you stinky Taoist! I remember you!!"

Ouyang Feng went mad, but he didn't forget everything, especially his battle with Wang Jiuling.

He was injured, but it took him a long time to recover.

Finished!

Yang Guo felt a chill in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, Ouyang Feng angrily charged towards Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling also showed no mercy, leaping forward to stand in front of Ouyang Feng.

boom!

The two exchanged a solid palm strike, the air exploded, dust billowed, and the floor tiles shattered.

But neither of them backed down.

Ouyang Feng stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

But Wang Jiuling didn't give him a chance to think, and with a powerful palm strike, he slapped Ouyang Feng's chest again.

Ouyang Feng reacted quickly, channeling his inner strength and extending his palm.

clap clap!

The two men's arms became entangled, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged more than a dozen blows.

At this moment, the two of them felt grounded. Wang Jiuling's palms moved in large, sweeping motions, his palm force extremely strong and yang, yet continuous and unending, just like the waves of the ocean.

Ouyang Feng's palms kept striking out, like a nimble snake exploring a dark place. With each strike, he first accumulated internal energy and then used stillness to control movement.

Crack!

The two remained still, but the floor tiles beneath their feet cracked like a spider web.

Ouyang Feng's eyes darted left and right, growing increasingly agitated with each fight.

But Wang Jiuling on the other side remained calm and composed, his eyes gleaming with a precious light, his aura as steady as the deep sea.

Ouyang Feng, caught off guard, was only half a move away from the attack when the two separated with a "pop" and stumbled backward. Ouyang Feng, however, was even more unsteady on his feet.

It's true that youth has the upper hand.

This shocked Huang Rong, who was watching from behind.

"My brother was no match for Ouyang Feng back then, but his martial arts have progressed so quickly that he is now on par with him!"

"I'm afraid it won't be long before he becomes the next Master Chongyang!"

"Master! Stop fighting!" Yang Guo was almost crying as he stood in front of Ouyang Feng.

But Ouyang Feng was now truly enraged, and he pulled Yang Guo away.

Wang Jiuling also moved instantly: "Yang Guo! Get out of the way!"

Now that he's encountered this, he's determined to bring this old poisoner to justice!

The two fought again, and after a dozen or so moves, they moved the battle from the Guo residence to the street outside.

The people of the Guo family were alarmed, and Lu Qingdu and others also came out.

"Rong'er! Keep up!"

Ke Zhen'e was the most anxious, so he had Huang Rong help him out of the house, and Yang Guo and the others hurriedly followed.

On the street, Wang Jiuling and Ouyang Feng were already locked in a fierce battle.

In the past, during the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, Wang Chongyang, relying on his mastery of the Innate Skill, overpowered the other four masters and became the number one in the world.

Even the proud Ouyang Feng admitted that he was inferior to Wang Chongyang.

However, at that time, the other four masters had not yet fully mastered their martial arts.

Over the years, they have all made progress. For example, Ouyang Feng practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse and has already surpassed his former self.

However, Wang Jiuling's Innate Skill is still half a step away from being fully mastered, yet he is already able to fight Ouyang Feng to such an extent.

It even seems to be gaining momentum.

The Guo family members chased after them.

The two men landed on the rooftop, their fists and palms clasped together.

Cuckoo!

Ouyang Feng puffed out his cheeks and unleashed both palms simultaneously as he gathered his strength. Wang Jiuling, on the other hand, drew circles with both hands, his palm force relentless.

As their robes fluttered, the tiles beneath their feet were scattered and flew up by the force of their palm strikes.

The people inside the house were so frightened that they ran outside, and pedestrians on the street also hurriedly dodged the falling tiles.

The roof beneath their feet broke, and Wang Jiuling and Ouyang Feng leaped down, their bodies still surrounded by shards of tile.

This time, let's see whose palm strike can't hold on any longer.

Boom!

The pebbles on the ground were kicked up and shot out, almost hitting passersby.

It turned out that Wang Jiuling deliberately kept his palm strike in front of him to avoid accidentally injuring passersby.

But Ouyang Feng didn't care about the lives of others. He didn't hold back at all, and the force of his palm strike sent shards of stone flying everywhere.

Ke Zhen'e was standing too far forward and was almost hit by the pebbles. Fortunately, Cheng Ying used her finger-flicking magic to shatter the stones, and Huang Rong pulled Ke Zhen'e to the back.

"Master! Don't go over there!"

While the fight was raging, several people squatted down by the wall of the Guo family mansion.

"What's going on at the Guo residence? Why is it in such chaos?"

"Who cares! This is the perfect opportunity! Let's go and steal Guo Jing's two kids out!"