The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 271 Bloody Battle

Yueyang Tower is famous throughout the world, and in an instant, the most prominent figures in the world unleashed their fiercest attacks on each other.

The small area where Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, and Huogong Toutuo fought was almost transformed into a vortex of destruction.

With a loud "bang," Hong Qigong's Dragon Subduing Palm and Ouyang Feng's Toad Stance collided, and a fan-shaped air curtain appeared between the two.

Ouyang Feng swayed, and Hong Qigong was forced to take half a step forward. In an instant, the Fire-Worker Monk's "Diamond Prajna Palm" landed on Hong Qigong's abdomen.

This palm strike didn't produce much of a sound, yet Hong Qigong felt his bones and muscles crackle, and his head buzzed as if struck by lightning. A vast and indestructible palm force surged forth, damaging his meridians and directly impacting his internal organs.

The Fire-Worker Monk continued to unleash his palm power, and Hong Qigong coughed up blood. With his left hand, he used his green bamboo staff in a move called "Beating the Dog's Head," striking the Fire-Worker Monk's head with great speed and force. It was a high-level move from the "Dog-Beating Staff Technique."

The Fire-Worker Monk cackled, his body sinking heavily downwards. His fists parted, left hand up and right hand down, his robe billowing as if supporting the heavens and earth above his head.

The Shaolin Temple's ultimate martial art, "Kasaya Subduing Demons Skill"

With a loud "boom," Hong Qigong's green bamboo staff smashed open a huge vortex of air on the cassock, causing the cassock to shake violently. The fire-headed monk below let out a muffled groan.

Seeing that Hong Qigong was seriously injured, Ouyang Feng was overjoyed, but he also knew that if he could not kill Hong Qigong today, the consequences of Hong Qigong healing his injuries in the future would be endless.

The saying goes, "Be lenient with compassion, but ruthless with punishment."

Seizing the opportunity, he didn't even have time to grab the snake staff standing by the carved window. He crouched down slightly again, and with a "thud," the Toad Style palm strike surged towards Hong Qigong like a tidal wave.

Amidst the massive cloud of smoke, ripples spread and shook the surroundings. The Fisherman of the Misty Waves clashed with Gongsun Zhi, while Zhang Sanqiang and Yu Huacheng exchanged several powerful blows.

In the midst of the intense exchange, Zhou Yan and Qiu Qianren suddenly separated.

Zhou Yan's cultivation level is now only slightly inferior to that of the Iron Palm Gang leader, but his combat skills far surpass those of his opponent, making it an easy matter for him to escape.

Before Yang Miaozhen attacked Tongbai Mountain, he practiced the Nine Yang Manual on Chaya Mountain, which greatly increased his internal strength. He tempered and opened up the Foot Shaoyang Meridian, and all three main meridians and three collateral meridians of the Foot Sanyang were opened, thus mastering the Ancient Tomb Lightness Skill.

Seeing that Hong Qigong was in imminent danger, Zhou Yan's figure suddenly whistled and swayed.

He displayed the divine grace of the Ancient Tomb Lightness Skill, moving with incredible speed and agility within a range of about ten feet. His figure first swayed to the left, then whistled as he violently shifted to the right, instantly dodging Qiu Qianren's subsequent palm strikes. His figure had already appeared two feet away from Hong Qigong.

"Seventh Master, let's go!" As Zhou Yan finished speaking, a crystalline light burst forth from the longsword in his hand, like drifting wisps of cold clouds, chilling and biting. The blade sliced ​​through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

How could Ouyang Feng be careless? Judging from Zhou Yan's approach, if he didn't retract his palm strike, even if he could take Hong Qigong's life, he would be seriously injured by the opponent's longsword.

He roared in fury, withdrew his palms, and channeled his inner strength into his sleeves, slamming them down towards Zhou Yan with a thunderous crash.
Hong Qigong swept his green bamboo staff horizontally, while the Fire-Worker Monk under his cassock kicked out with his legs like phantoms.

With a series of loud bangs, Huo Gong Tou Tuo was knocked over by the Dog-Beating Stick and rolled away. Hong Qi Gong was kicked and, as he retreated, was swept away by the residual force of the Toad Skill. His body flew out, smashed through the window, and fell outside the building.

The oppressive aura and powerful energy spread throughout the entire floor like a tide, all the lights went out at once, and in the instant the light suddenly dimmed, the Qingfeng Sword sliced ​​through the air, and Ouyang Feng's sleeves ripped into thousands of butterflies, which were swept up by the turbulent air currents and fluttered about.

Zhang Sanqiang forced Yu Huacheng, whose injuries had not yet fully healed, aside with his spear, and joined Zhou Yan's battle.

"Let's go!" the Manichaean leader urged from the darkness.

Qiu Qianren also rushed over, and in an instant Zhang Sanqiang and Ouyang Feng clashed. Zhou Yan ran towards the window, and Qiu Qianren followed closely behind. The moment Zhou Yan leaped up, Qiu Qianren struck out with his palm. At that moment, Zhou Yan turned around and swung his long sword at Qiu Qianren's exposed back.

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"Oh!"

Qiu Qianren's body swayed slightly, and the force of his palm strike aimed at Zhou Yan also swayed. A trail of blood bloomed from the Iron Palm Gang leader's shoulder, while Zhou Yan was carried by the force of the palm strike, crashing through the window and flying out.

At the same time, Zhang Sanqiang, who had taken a direct hit from Ouyang Feng's palm, staggered back to the wall, where he struck out with his right hand.

"Boom!" The wall exploded.

The half of Yueyang Tower facing Dongting Lake was shattered. Zhou Yan landed and rolled several times before leaping up. Yanbo Diaosou and Zhang Sanqiang followed closely behind and landed one after the other.

"Where to go!"

The most intense fighting inside Yueyang Tower was between Zhou Yan, Hong Qigong, Ouyang Feng, Huogong Toutuo, and others, while the most aggressive pursuers were Helian Chuncheng, Yin Kexi, Nimo Xing, and Huang He Yidao, a skilled fighter recruited by Yang Kang, who had recovered from their initial shock.

Seeing that Hong Qigong seemed to be seriously injured, and Zhou Yan also looked like he had been injured by Qiu Qianren, how could they miss this opportunity?

Yin Kexi, Nemo Xing, and Huang He Yidao, who were not affected by the fight, took the lead and caught up.

What awaited Huang He's blade was Zhang Sanqiang's turn.

Amidst the silvery dust, the Manichaean leader thrust out and retracted his spear—a classic counter-attack move.

"Ah!" A hysterical scream suddenly rang out, and Huang He Yidao's figure froze in mid-air.

Zhang Sanqiang drew his gun, and the blood-spurting corpse crashed to the ground with a thud.

Zhou Yan's figure floated out, and in three steps he unleashed eighteen swords. Yin Kexi and Nemo Xing could only see bright and dense sword flowers in their vision. The sword flowers rose and fell in a continuous stream, like a radiant light, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion.

The two men let out a strange cry and retreated swiftly. One wielded his long whip with impenetrable force, while the other leaped and danced with his snake staff, sometimes spinning and rolling, firmly protecting his upper, middle, and lower body. A dense cacophony of metallic clanging exploded, blood splattered everywhere, and an arm holding the long whip flew into the air.

"Ouch, my arm!"

"Brother Yin!"

Helian Chuncheng landed, his spear thrusting straight at Zhou Yan. On the Yueyang Tower, bathed in moonlight, Ouyang Feng's figure appeared like a giant bird.

"Brother Fisherman, take Master Qi with you!" Zhou Yan shouted.

The old fisherman had no time to check whether Hong Qigong, who was lying in the grass, was alive or dead. He suddenly swung his fishing rod, snagged Hong Qigong's belt, and flung him into the air.

With a flick of his wrist, the fishing hook and line were reeled in again, and the old fisherman of the misty waves sprinted forward.

Just as Hong Qigong landed, he was caught by the Fisherman of Misty Waves.

He picked up Hong Qigong and ran for more than ten zhang, then leaped onto the light boat. The fishing rod plunged into the water and suddenly sprang up, and the light boat pushed aside the waves and glided several zhang away.

"Let's go!" the Fisherman shouted at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan broke free from Helian Chuncheng's spear thrust and retreated rapidly.

"Protect the leader."

Under the bright moonlight, more than a hundred Manichaeans, who had gained an absolute advantage over the White Lotus Sect, rushed to the aid outside Yueyang Tower. The leader was the man that the Manichaeans had referred to as the Dharma King when Zhou Yan and Huang Rong went upstairs earlier.

"Go over there and stop the people upstairs." Zhang Sanqiang's spear trembled like a dragon as he clashed with Yu Huacheng, who was descending from the building.

He called out to Zhou Yan, "Come on, don't worry about me."

Zhou Yan knew that if he were caught by any of Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren, or Huogong Toutuo, he would have no chance of escaping.

He turned and ran toward the light boat.

Ouyang Feng, Huogong Toutuo, and Qiu Qianren landed, and the Manichaean disciples who had intercepted them came into view.

Countless shouts mingled together. Weapons and hidden weapons flew through the air.

Ouyang Feng's sleeve was shredded by Zhou Yan's Qingfeng sword at Yueyang Tower, revealing his bare arm. He swung his left sleeve wildly, sending hidden weapons, weapons, and people flying into the air.

Seeing that he was only one step away from taking the lives of Hong Qigong and Zhou Yan, but was stopped by a group of Manichaeans, one can imagine Ouyang Feng's anger.

He darted forward, as if carrying a vortex, lifting several Manichaean disciples who were blocking his path. The Manichaean Dharma King's continuous staff shadows danced like angry dragons, rushing and roaring towards Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng acted swiftly, using the "Spirit Serpent Fist," exchanging only two simple blows with the Dharma King. Suddenly, his fist unexpectedly changed direction in mid-air and struck the Dharma King, sending him flying more than ten feet off the ground before crashing into the earthen wall with a thud.

The earthen wall collapsed, and dust billowed up. The Dharma King was suddenly silent, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Ouyang Feng moved like a chariot, breaking through the Manichaean disciples' blockade in an instant. His figure transformed into a white streak as he chased after Zhou Yan.

Behind the Western Poison was the Fire-Worker Monk, whose figure moved as if flying on the tips of grass, leaving Qiu Qianren, who was famous for his lightness skills and iron palm, far behind.

This is the "Crossing the River on a Reed," a unique light-body skill that few in the Shaolin Temple have mastered.

During the long journey, Zhou Yan used the "Golden Goose Skill". His figure was like a goose in flight, rising and falling, and in the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of more than ten zhang.

Ouyang Feng used the "Instant Thousand Miles" technique, which was indeed incredibly fast, shortening the distance by several feet in just a few breaths.

Seeing that Zhou Yan had reached the shore, and that he could not catch up with him no matter what, Ouyang Feng picked up two large stones while running.

Zhou Yan leaped up and landed on the light boat several feet away, while Ouyang Feng swung his hand and threw a stone.

"Watch out, flying stones!" shouted the Fisherman of Misty Waves.

Hearing the sharp sound of wind breaking behind him, Zhou Yan swung his sword out with a backhand motion.

With a loud thud, the stone shattered into pieces, and Zhou Yan's body fell onto the lake surface.

Ouyang Feng threw another stone.

Zhou Yan thrust his longsword into the air.

With a soft "clang," the fishing hook became entangled with the Qingfeng sword. The old fisherman standing at the bow of the boat held the rod with both hands and swung it forcefully. Zhou Yan's body suddenly swayed off the lake and flew several feet into the air before landing on the light boat.

The lake behind him was struck by a stone thrown by Ouyang Feng, creating a magnificent curtain of water.

Zhou Yan landed and looked at Zhang Sanqiang. He saw the Manichaean leader leading dozens of followers away as they fought and retreated. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to check on Hong Qigong's injuries.

(End of this chapter)