The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 264 Even a Flying Dragon in the Sky Can Turn Back

Crimson clouds burned in the sky, and Zhou Yan raised his state to its peak with each breath.

He was not reckless.

Zhang Sanqiang had mentioned some things about the other party: the son of Yu Wupo, the former leader of the Ming Cult. Yu Huacheng, the leader of the White Lotus Cult, aimed to reclaim his position as leader and the "Great Shift of Heaven and Earth," so the other party did not know this Ming Cult's supreme martial art.

Moreover, his martial arts skills are comparable to or slightly inferior to Zhang Sanqiang's; otherwise, a large-scale conflict would have already erupted between the White Lotus Sect and the Ming Cult. In a horizontal comparison, his skill level is roughly the same as Qiu Qianren's.

During the battle at Shaoshi Mountain, Zhou Yan was able to withstand a hundred moves of Iron Palm's Water-Walking technique. Now, in another battle, he was confident that two hundred moves would be no problem for him. Therefore, he was not afraid of Yu Huacheng.

Ba Rui was seriously injured, and he could easily defeat either Yanbo Diaosou or Zhang Wangyue. The two were evenly matched and neither was at a disadvantage. As for the remaining leaders of the Funiu Mountain bandits, Yang Miaozhen and others would handle them. He only needed to keep Yu Huacheng occupied, and this battle was a sure win.

Yu Huacheng, on the other hand, wanted to end the battle quickly. He had fought Ouyang Feng and suffered a minor internal injury. A prolonged battle would be disadvantageous. This person called "Zhong Shenjian" was obviously the leader. To capture the leader first, he needed to stabilize the situation.

With that thought in mind, he said, "Kid, make your move."

"Look at the palm!"

Without any hesitation, Zhou Yan slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed it outward with a whoosh.

With a "bang," the moment the palm force was unleashed, a deep boom erupted in the air. The palm force, like an invisible dragon, roared and crashed towards Yu Huacheng.

"What can the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms do to me?" Yu Huacheng stepped forward, his fists swung freely, and suddenly a powerful, invisible force as heavy as a mountain enveloped Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan felt that when the opponent's palm strike was unleashed, it was like colorful clouds falling and drifting in the sky. However, when it encountered his own palm force, it suddenly changed into a raging torrent like the Yellow River bursting its banks, as if it had borrowed another force from heaven and earth and combined it with his own to fall towards him.

Zhou Yan suddenly remembered a unique martial art of the Ming Cult from the novel "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber".

The Great Nine Heavens Hand.

Yang Dingtian possessed two supernatural martial arts techniques: the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth and the Great Nine Heavens Hand. These were unparalleled martial arts that had once defeated three great monks of Shaolin Temple.

In a split second of deliberation, the two palm strikes collided with a deafening roar. In an instant, the air around the two men churned and swirled like rolling barrels, sending sand and dust flying and dust billowing everywhere.

Zhou Yan stepped back several times, leaving a few inches of imprint in his wake.

Yu Huacheng swayed and took half a step back before regaining his balance.

"Come again!"

Zhou Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling refreshed and invigorated. His profound internal energy warmed up from his dantian, flowing along his meridians like a surging river towards the meridians in his hands.

As he strode forward, he unleashed a move that shocked the entire region with both palms.

Yu Huacheng had long since lost any sense of contempt.

Zhou Yan's guess was indeed correct; Yu Huacheng used the "Great Nine Heavens Hand," a supreme martial art of the Ming Cult, in addition to the "Great Shift of the Universe."

A palm technique similar to the Shaolin Temple's ultimate skill, the "Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm," but even more powerful.

Yu Huacheng's white robe billowed violently, his right palm trembled and unleashed a series of palm shadows, while his left palm drew an arc, suddenly cleaving out a powerful strike within the arc, like a raging torrent against "Shock Hundred Miles".

boom!
Zhou Yan stumbled backward, crashing into an earthen wall on the side of the street before stopping. Following the imprint of his back on the wall, spiderweb-like cracks spread out like earthworms crawling through holes.

Amidst the dust, Yu Huacheng swayed for a moment, then slowly stretched out his arms and walked towards Zhou Yan. His slow and heavy voice drifted through the dust and reached Zhou Yan's ears.

"I have roamed the martial world for decades and have never seen anyone as young as you with such skill. If we were to meet by chance, I would certainly give you some pointers and broaden your horizons in martial arts. But now that you are my opponent, I have no choice but to kill you to prevent you from becoming a future threat."

"call!"

Zhou Yan exhaled a breath of stale air, his body jolted, and he pulled himself out of the wall, his voice booming like a bell.

"The White Lotus Sect claims to save the world and its people, but in reality it is nothing more than a den of iniquity, no different from the murderers and thieves of Funiu Mountain and Tongbai Mountain. If the sect leader, Granny Yu, knew that you had fallen to this state, she would surely curse you as an unfilial son." "Ah, I will kill you."

"Then come!"

Enraged, Yu Hua spun around Zhou Yan at an incredible speed, his entire body moving like a whirlwind. With each rotation, he unleashed more than ten palm strikes, each strike layered upon the last, the force as solid as steel walls and as powerful as raging waves, its power astounding.

Zhou Yan swayed, his posture graceful, as if he were dancing, but his palm strikes were as sharp as swords, striking his left and right legs with an inward bend, his momentum as swift as a flash of fire.

Using both of Peach Blossom Island's two ultimate techniques, "Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm" and "Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Leg," he unleashed a torrent of attacks upon Yu Huacheng.

The two exchanged blows, their attacks fierce yet fluid and swift, their movements like giant millstones. The earthen walls on both sides of the street collapsed with a rumble. With each rapid clash of their palms, the greyish-white figure moved into the courtyard and house of a minor leader. Wooden frames, tables, and chairs shattered under the force of their internal energy, causing the house to tilt and tiles to fall like rain.

The White Lotus Saint was shocked. It had only been a year, yet his opponent's skill had improved so rapidly compared to when he was at Longhu Mountain.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a voice say, "Kid, take this!"

Although the Fisherman of Misty Waves disdained the White Lotus Sect and had an eccentric temper, he was upright and honorable when facing others. He spoke first, flicking and sweeping his fishing rod, creating a strong wind as his attack landed on Wuse.

The White Lotus Saint Child let out a light shout, his movements as swift as the wind, his palms finding and slipping through gaps to engage the Fisherman of the Misty Waves in combat.

Zhang Wangyue charged forward, his body rising more than two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) from the ground, and the octagonal copper staff that fell from above crashed down on Ba Rui with the force of Mount Tai.

Eight White Lotus Sect women, wielding white silk ribbons that swirled and twisted like strange snakes, surrounded Wang Kui in the "White Silk Ribbon Formation." If Fu'an's head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) were to fight one-on-one, he could kill a woman in just over ten rounds. However, the formation was so strange that he, like Liu Qingzhou in the past, was thrown into a state of chaos and confusion.

Soon after, Liang Xiaowu joined the battle with two bodyguards, which stabilized the situation somewhat.

With their view from higher ground, the infantry and cavalry of Chaya Mountain had already launched an unstoppable attack, and the Funiu Mountain stronghold was teetering on the brink of collapse.

……

Amidst the deafening roar, as half a wall collapsed, Zhou Yan and Yu Huacheng, who had exchanged nearly 150 blows, burst through the wall. Amidst the massive dust cloud, the White Lotus Sect Leader exhaled like thunder, about to unleash the killing move "Returning the Sun to Heaven" from the "Great Nine Heavens Hand." He raised his right palm, unleashing a swirling gust of wind, while his left palm stirred up a vast expanse of energy. The boundless, endless palm wind spread out like an all-encompassing net.

A thunderous roar, like the sound of tides, resounded from Zhou Yan's chest. His limbs converged with power from the outside in, external force and internal energy combining simultaneously. His palm strike erupted like a storm, the most righteous and powerful move of the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms," "Riding the Six Dragons," clashing with "Turning the Sun Back to Heaven."

With a deafening roar, earth and rocks flew everywhere, and air surged. Zhou Yan's figure tumbled out using the momentum of "Flying Dragon in the Sky." Yu Hua's white robe turned gray and filthy. His beard flew up, and his figure rushed out with a bang, about to strike Zhou Yan's waist.

Even a dragon soaring in the sky can turn back.

Suddenly, a deep clang of swords rang out. Zhou Yan held the sword with both hands, rolled over, and thrust out at the moment when he was parallel to the ground.

Not long ago, the third leader of Tongbai Mountain used a move where he stood parallel to his horse's back and launched a counterattack, a move that Zhou Yan had evolved into a unique skill.

With a "plop," the Qingfeng sword pierced Yu Huacheng's right chest, and the White Lotus Sect Leader's surging palm force also landed on Zhou Yan, sending his body flying. At the same time, a staggering amount of blood gushed from Yu Huacheng's body.

"Cult Leader"

The White Lotus Saint's eyes were bloodshot.

As Yu Huacheng staggered backward, he quickly pressed several acupoints on his body, then turned and said, "Let's go!"

He ran toward Ba Rui, but stopped after a few steps. In his field of vision, Zhang Wangyue suddenly flicked the tip of his stick and slammed it toward Ba Rui's chest. The "Mountain Demon" used "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" to grip the stick with both hands.

The next moment, Zhang Wangyue pushed the other party through a wall, and the two rushed across the courtyard. Ba Rui's back slammed into a pillar, and the chief镖头 of Fu'an abandoned his staff and took a step back, kicking the end of the staff.

The copper rod swung upwards with a whoosh.

"Oh!"

The brain burst.

(End of this chapter)