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

Originally, the current Mongol camp was located about seven or eight miles east of the Han River.

The Han River is located right next to the northern wall of Xiangyang City and was controlled by the Song army.

The city walls of Xiangyang were equipped with extremely tall watchtowers, which were used to monitor the Mongol camp's every move on a daily basis.

Scouts would also occasionally cross the Han River to gather intelligence on the Mongol camp.

Now, as soon as there is any unusual activity in the Mongol camp, Xiangyang immediately learns of it.

Upon hearing the news, Guo Jing immediately stood up.

He took it and examined it carefully, then looked at Huang Rong beside him. "Could it be my second brother?"

The intelligence report said that there seemed to be a disturbance in the Mongol camp, but it didn't seem like a normal troop deployment.

Huang Rong nodded, indicating that it was very likely.

Guo Jing slammed his fist on the table. "I must set off immediately!"

Soon, the others also learned the news. When Hong Qigong learned that Guo Jing was going to find Wang Jiuling, he chose to follow without hesitation.

Cheng Ying and other experts followed suit.

Cheng Ying appeared to be the calmest, but in reality, she was the quickest to move.

Ke Zhen'e wanted to go with them, but Huang Rong stopped him. "Master, the Guo family needs a strong expert to guard the residence. You should stay and protect the place."

This finally made Ke Zhen'e sigh and give up.

The group quickly set off, crossed the river at the north gate, and headed towards the Mongol camp.

Before leaving, Guo Jing ordered the garrison on the Xiangyang city wall to be on high alert, in case the Mongol army's unusual movements were aimed at Xiangyang.

Meanwhile, in the Mongol camp on the other side, Kublai Khan was thoroughly enraged.

As soon as he gave the order, messengers rode at breakneck speed, relaying his command loudly throughout the entire Mongol camp.

"By imperial decree! Whoever injures Qingyangzi will be rewarded with a hundred households! Whoever captures Qingyangzi will be rewarded with a thousand households!"

"The prince has decreed that whoever injures Qingyangzi will be rewarded with a hundred households, and whoever captures Qingyangzi will be rewarded with a thousand households!"

"The prince has given an order..."

The order was passed down from top to bottom, and the entire Mongol army camp was in an uproar.

The Mongol soldiers in this military camp were of a very mixed background, including many Han soldiers, and even Jurchens and Semu people.

Class divisions also exist naturally.

With Kublai Khan offering generous rewards, these people became increasingly eager to climb the social ladder.

Not to mention them, even the genuine Mongolian soldiers were incredibly excited, and the morale of the army formation changed instantly.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling and Jinlun Fawang were one in front of the other, and Jinlun Fawang's lightness skill was obviously inferior to Wang Jiuling's.

Even though Wang Jiuling's true energy was greatly depleted, he could only keep up with his opponent's speed at most, and he could never catch up.

In desperation, the Golden Wheel Monk threw out five wheels, striking Wang Jiuling hard from behind.

This move was intended to force Wang Jiuling into a chaotic encirclement of troops, without inflicting heavy casualties.

Wang Jiuling felt a strong wind whistling behind him and immediately drew his sword to defend himself.

But in that instant, his body fell from mid-air.

As soon as he landed, soldiers immediately rushed forward.

Regardless of whether there were shield soldiers protecting them, they surrounded them from all directions, layer upon layer.

In an instant, dozens of spears thrust out, completely blocking the surrounding area.

As the saying goes, "A great reward will surely bring forth brave men," and these people naturally knew how formidable Wang Jiuling was.

But they were fearless and undaunted.

Because as long as the spear actually pierces Wang Jiuling and draws some blood, he will immediately be appointed as a centurion.

If we manage to capture Wang Jiuling by sheer luck, we could become a commander of a thousand households.

A thousand households! This temptation is too great.

"kill!"

They shouted in unison, thrusting their spears forward, while the sound of war drums rang out all around, boosting morale.

The moment Wang Jiuling was surrounded, he gathered his inner energy and slammed his palm behind him, snapping seven or eight spears that were thrusting at him in two.

Those seven or eight Mongol soldiers were also beaten and forced to retreat, bleeding profusely.

Wang Jiuling dodged the other spears by flashing his body.

The next instant, the Golden Wheel Monk seized the opportunity to catch up, channeling his energy to strike Wang Jiuling with a palm strike.

Wang Jiuling's palm strike had an effect, creating an open space behind him.

At this moment, he stepped back with the ball of his right foot, turned around, and suddenly struck the Golden Wheel Dharma King with a palm.

The two men's palms collided, causing some of the surrounding Mongol soldiers to lose their footing and take two steps back.

The two were almost evenly matched in this palm strike.

Wang Jiuling retreated three steps, while the Golden Wheel Monk retreated four steps.

Although the difference seemed small, the Golden Wheel Monk was not happy at all.

It should be noted that Wang Jiuling had previously fought his way through a massive army and had struggled to engage him in a fierce battle for dozens of moves.

Logically speaking, his strength should have been severely depleted by now.

But at this moment, they still managed to gain a slight advantage.

He still had energy left!

Wang Jiuling separated from the Golden Wheel Monk and leaped away to dodge the spear thrusting at him.

This is the source of Wang Jiuling's confidence.

If it were more than half a month ago, when Wang Jiuling's true energy was insufficient, how would he have dared to be so arrogant in the Mongol camp?

At most, they'll just hurriedly leave with what they want.

The Mongol soldiers were exceptionally fierce, and at this moment they were fearless of death; if one fell, two more would take his place.

After the two men fell, four more continued to assassinate Wang Jiuling.

Wang Jiuling turned around and pushed away the spears that were thrusting at him. Bang bang bang, several Mongol soldiers were knocked away by him, temporarily delaying the attack.

Unconvinced, the Golden Wheel Monk attacked again, and the two had already been locked in combat for more than a dozen moves.

The Golden Wheel Monk couldn't defeat Wang Jiuling no matter what he did, and he became more and more anxious as the fight went on.

Wang Jiuling immediately noticed that the Golden Wheel Monk was distracted. During the interval between their moves, he suddenly kicked the Mongol soldiers behind him, sending them flying and knocking down four or five people.

He then gathered his inner energy and turned around to strike the unsuspecting Golden Wheel Monk into the crowd with a palm strike.

Wang Jiuling's true energy was greatly depleted, and this palm strike was no longer enough to seriously injure the Golden Wheel Monk, but it still caused him to bleed.

Unable to get up for a moment, he collapsed amidst the soldiers, roaring in anger.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Jiuling lightly touched the ground with his feet and flew over the heads of many Mongol soldiers, his palm strike already delivered with full force.

However, after mastering the Innate Skill, his internal organs continuously generate vital energy, which allows him to always retain a bit of strength and continue to use his lightness skill.

He flew to the front of the tent where he had stayed before and picked up the things he had packed from the doorway.

Before the numerous spears could thrust at him, Wang Jiuling leaped onto the tent and, with a powerful push of his feet, escaped.

Behind him, the Golden Wheel Monk swallowed the blood in his mouth and continued to chase relentlessly, but could only rage in vain.

Wang Jiuling truly mastered the Golden Goose Technique, achieving a level of mastery almost unprecedented in history.

Whenever twenty or thirty spears came thrusting at him, Wang Jiuling was able to use his Golden Goose Skill to dodge and weave, preventing the Mongol soldiers from fully coordinating their attacks.

And so, Wang Jiuling fought his way out of the Mongol army camp.

This was a proper Mongol army camp, yet Wang Jiuling brazenly stormed through it in broad daylight.

On his round trip, he had already killed countless Mongol soldiers.

The massive army, despite its imposing presence, was utterly unable to stop Wang Jiuling.

This scene left Kublai Khan, who was standing behind him, speechless. He opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Beside him, Liu Bingzhong squinted, completely shocked as well.

"To move freely amidst a vast army—his bravery is such that even Xiang Yu, the Hegemon of Chu, could not have matched him."