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

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The two exchanged several more blows with their swords in the blink of an eye, and Wang Jiuling's decline became increasingly obvious.

This is not good. Wang Jiuling failed to capture Hong Lingbo in time, while Lu Liding and his wife on the other side could not hold on.

They were no match for Li Mochou anyway.

At this moment, the servants who had come to help were already lying dead, and Lu Erniang was poisoned by the Ice Soul Silver Needle and was clearly dying.

Lu Liding had also reached his limit; his mouth was full of blood. If Li Mochou hadn't been enjoying this pleasure, he would have died long ago.

"Come on! Keep going!!"

Li Mochou's eyes were filled with tears, and it was unclear whether she was laughing or crying.

"Lu Lang, oh Lu Lang! If I had known this would happen, why didn't you practice martial arts with me properly back then? Why didn't you listen to me?! Why did you leave me?!"

"What is love in this world? That it makes people willing to die for it..."

She actually mistook Lu Liding in front of her for Lu Zhanyuan.

Lu Liding also wanted to hold out a little longer, so he deliberately tried to provoke Li Mochou with his words.

Wang Jiuling frowned and glanced at Cheng Ying, who was hiding behind a pillar with tears in her eyes.

He knew there was no time left. His earlier concession was to lower Hong Lingbo's guard, and now it was time to make his move.

He had been holding back his strength, knowing that even if he did, he wouldn't be able to directly defeat Hong Lingbo. Once she got him entangled, and Li Mochou had a chance to make a move, he would be doomed.

So he chose to hold his breath, first playing a "disheveled" defensive game to make Hong Lingbo careless, and then look for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

Hong Lingbo was teasing Wang Jiuling at this moment, and kept joking about how fair-skinned Wang Jiuling was.

Suddenly, Wang Jiuling's gaze fell on what was behind Hong Lingbo, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

Hong Lingbo, with his rich combat experience, immediately sensed that someone was about to launch a sneak attack from behind.

At that moment, she felt that Wang Jiuling only knew how to defend and not how to attack, so she deflected Wang Jiuling's sword with a single stroke, then dodged to the side before turning her head to check.

At that very moment, Wang Jiuling, who had been waiting for an opportunity, made his move. He circulated his internal energy, mobilizing almost all the spiritual energy he had just accumulated, and unleashed a move called "Vast Waves".

He stomped his foot hard on the ground and charged towards Hong Lingbo!

He was no longer as dejected as before; instead, he unleashed an extremely terrifying aura.

Hong Lingbo realized he had been tricked, but his body couldn't keep up with his thoughts, so he could only barely raise his sword to parry.

Before he could gather his strength, he took Wang Jiuling's sword strike head-on, and felt his blood and qi surging.

But Wang Jiuling's second sword came, and Hong Lingbo barely managed to deflect it with her sword, taking a step back.

At this moment, her defenses were wide open, revealing an opening. Wang Jiuling suddenly lunged forward, channeling his inner strength, and slammed his left hand hard onto Hong Lingbo's shoulder.

This palm strike sent Hong Lingbo flying backward, spitting out blood, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured.

Wang Jiuling didn't linger in the fight. He turned around and ran towards Xiao Chengying, telling her to come out quickly.

Cheng Ying ran out and was carried by Wang Jiuling towards the back door.

"waste!!!"

Li Mochou finally snapped out of her reverie and spotted Wang Jiuling, who was already running away.

She was so angry that she wanted to skin Hong Lingbo alive.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling had already run out the door with Cheng Ying, and he used the Golden Goose Skill to run wildly.

Lu Liding and his wife are definitely dead, but at least he managed to bring Cheng Ying out.

All we have to do now is run. If we can shake off Li Mochou, we can find a way to find Wu Sanniang and the others.

That's strange. Logically speaking, Li Mochou should have already killed Lu Liding and should be chasing after him right now.

But Wang Jiuling ran wildly and didn't find anyone chasing him.

But he couldn't stop, so he took Cheng Ying and headed into the distance.

Unbeknownst to him, the moment he led Cheng Ying away, Li Mochou killed Lu Liding with a single stroke of her whisk.

Ignoring the useless Hong Lingbo, he was about to give chase.

Unexpectedly, a figure appeared on the rooftop. Without hesitation, he jumped down and struck Li Mochou with his iron staff.

Li Mochou was startled, but reacted quickly and immediately dodged to the side.

The iron rod struck the ground, shattering the blue bricks, and only then could the face of the newcomer be seen.

He had white hair and a white beard, clearly an old man, but he was blind.

"Ke Zhen'e!?"

Ke Zhen'e's name was renowned, and Li Mochou recognized him at a glance.

Ke Zhen'e listened to the commotion around him, his face full of regret.

"Oh dear! I'm late!!"

But he didn't think much of it, pointing his iron staff at Li Mochou, his voice filled with righteous indignation.

"What a ruthless and vicious she-devil! I've run into you today; your doom has come!"

Before a fight, he would shout two loud slogans. This was Ke Zhen'e's habit. Don't worry about whether he could win or not.

After saying that, he picked up an iron rod and started hitting.

At this moment, Li Mochou had no intention of fighting Ke Zhen'e. As soon as she saw Ke Zhen'e, she thought about whether Guo Jing and Huang Rong might be nearby.

Thinking of this, Li Mochou suddenly felt a little nervous.

If Guo Jing were here, she probably wouldn't be a match for him.

The old blind man in front of her was really troublesome. Although Li Mochou could beat him, she didn't dare to kill him for the time being, thinking that killing the old blind man would offend Guo Jing.

However, he was temporarily entangled by Ke Zhen'e.

After exchanging dozens of blows, Li Mochou, truly terrified of Guo Jing's presence nearby, leaped several meters into the air and uttered a harsh threat:

"Master Ke, you've been meddling in other people's business. Li Mochou will remember this! Our friendship will endure forever!"

After saying that, he drifted away.

They didn't even bother with their apprentice Hong Lingbo, who could only escape through the back door amidst the chaos.

"Hmph!! You she-devil! You're quick on your way out!!"

Knowing he couldn't catch Li Mochou, Ke Zhen'e snorted coldly and slammed his iron staff into the ground...

On the other side...

Wang Jiuling led Cheng Ying on a run, not knowing how long they ran, until they were sure it was temporarily safe before they stopped.

But he knew in his heart that they were not completely safe at the moment, and Li Mochou would definitely be searching for them everywhere.

Wang Jiuling "borrowed" two sets of clothes from a family's courtyard and changed with Cheng Ying.

To avoid being found out by Li Mochou, especially since Wang Jiuling's Taoist robe was too conspicuous.

The two squatted in a dilapidated temple, not daring to go out for the time being.

Cheng Ying was still a young girl, and she was terrified by the bloody scene. At this moment, she leaned against Wang Jiuling and held his arm tightly.

At this moment, only Wang Jiuling could give her a sense of security.

Although Wang Jiuling wasn't much older than her.

Cheng Ying lost both her parents at a young age. Although she lived with her uncle and he treated her well, she was still living under someone else's roof. What she lacked most was a sense of security and protection.

Although Wang Jiuling was a teenager, he was mature in character, spoke gently, and risked his life to bring Cheng Ying out.

For a moment, Cheng Ying felt incredibly dependent on him. She had been forcibly holding back her tears, but now she couldn't hold back anymore and cried her heart out in Wang Jiuling's arms.

"Waaah... Uncle... Aunt..."

Wang Jiuling did not stop her, but comforted her until she cried herself to sleep.

As darkness fell, Cheng Ying woke up, seemingly having had a nightmare, and gasped for breath in fright.

She hurriedly turned around and found Wang Jiuling right beside her, then she rushed into his arms.

"Brother Wang..."

Seeing that she was awake and in a much better mood, Wang Jiuling smiled and gently patted her back.

"Don't be afraid! It's alright, we're safe now!"

"Are you hungry?" Wang Jiuling asked softly, and Cheng Ying then realized that her stomach was rumbling.

Wang Jiuling released her and prepared to find some food and clean water.

They might have to keep running, and if they ran on an empty stomach, they would have no chance of survival.

Cheng Ying, in particular, had been preoccupied during the day and didn't eat much at mealtimes. Now, she was listless and clearly starving.

"I'll go find some food. You wait here for me!"

Cheng Ying thought Wang Jiuling was leaving, so she hurriedly grabbed Wang Jiuling's sleeve, opened her mouth, her eyes were wet, but she couldn't make a sound.

She was truly afraid that Wang Jiuling, her only support, would abandon her.

Wang Jiuling was no child, and he immediately guessed Cheng Ying's thoughts. He smiled and sat down again, taking out the jade flute he always carried with him and waving it in front of her.

"Here! This jade flute is my most precious possession. Take this, and I will definitely come back! Very soon!"

Holding the emerald green jade flute in her hand, Cheng Ying felt a warm, smooth touch, which seemed to carry a different kind of feeling, making her feel much more at ease.

As darkness fell, Wang Jiuling put on a bamboo hat and left the dilapidated temple...