The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 285 A Shocking Stab

"who?"

"Who?"

In the stillness of the night, Huang Rong's voice seemed amplified infinitely. Ouyang Ke turned to look at the stone house, while Yang Kang took out a communication tube from his robes and lit it.

"Bang!" Fiery red fireworks burst open in the sky above the Valley of Heartbreak.

Huang Yaoshi suddenly stepped back to Huang Rong's side and asked, "Rong'er, what's wrong?"

Huang Rong also found it strange. The sharp pain in her chest just now was brief but so real and intense. Why did she no longer feel that sensation now?

With a formidable enemy at hand, Huang Rong, fearing that Huang Yaoshi would worry, said, "It's nothing. Just now, when I was leaving, I looked back and accidentally fell off a big tree. Father, we've been discovered."

Huang Yaoshi said, "So what? If I want to leave, who can stop me?"

Huang Rong chuckled, "Father is right, let's go."

……

Zhou Yan, Qiu Qianchi, and Yang Miaozhen only heard a "Ah!" and then fireworks burst in the sky.

Qiu Qianchi quickly said, "There must be outsiders in the valley."

Zhou Yan nodded: "Indeed."

Yang Miaozhen quickly replied, "I need a gun."

"I know where the girl's gun is kept. Let's go, let's grab the weapon first."

Qiu Qianchi led Zhou Yan and Yang Miaozhen straight to the sword room.

……

The fireworks bursting in the sky could be seen from miles away. Li Mochou, who was lingering on the mountaintop, exclaimed in surprise, "Why are there fireworks? Could it be that Ouyang Ke and the others are there?"

Thinking this way, Li Mochou followed the path taken by Zhou Yan, Yanbo Diaosou, and others on the mountaintop, approaching the Valley of Heartbreak.

She followed Qiu Qianren's group from afar in Xiangyang, naturally falling behind. By the time they reached the valley, Huang Yaoshi and Huang Rong had already taken up boats and entered the valley.

There was a boat by the stream, but Li Mochou was not good at rowing and could not swim. She had lived in Zhongnan Mountain for a long time and was familiar with the terrain of the ravines. She figured that if the other party was going to enter the valley by boat, then they could also reach the valley from the tops of the cliffs on both sides.

After careful consideration, Li Mochou used her lightness skill to reach the mountaintop, where she unexpectedly saw the fireworks set off by Yang Kang. Following the direction in which the fireworks bloomed, she rushed straight towards them.

……

Qiu Qianchi, familiar with the route, led Zhou Yan and Yang Miaozhen to a stone chamber. Zhou Yan casually closed the door and lit a lamp with a tinderbox.

The walls, tables, shelves, and cabinets in the room were filled with weapons of all kinds, most of them ancient swords, some over seven feet long, some only a few inches long, some with mottled rust, some with a chilling gleam, a sight that dazzled the eyes.

Yang Miaozhen's spear was displayed in a corner of the stone chamber.

"Here it is." Yang Miaozhen happily went over and took the gun.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but look at a painting hanging on the west wall, thinking to himself that the "Gentleman's Sword" and "Lady's Sword" were behind that painting.

"Would Chief Escort Zhou like to change his sword?" Qiu Qianchi suddenly asked.

“No need.” Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze. “Let’s go. Yanbo Diaosou, Liu Qingzhou, and the others are still waiting in the bamboo forest.”

"Hold on."

Qiu Qianchi looked around and picked up a long sword with an antique design.

Zhou Yan recognized the design; it was a Tang Dynasty sword.

The ancestors of the Gongsun lineage migrated here during the Tianbao era of the Tang Dynasty. Zhou Yan believes that this Tang sword was brought to the valley at that time and has been passed down from generation to generation.

"Let's go!" Qiu Qianchi said.

Zhou Yan opened the door, and the three of them came out of the stone chamber. He asked Qiu Qianchi, "Does Valley Master Gongsun still have the mind to capture eagles and refine elixirs?"

“I have been away from the valley for a long time and do not know what is happening there now. The alchemy room is over there. Shall we go and take a look?” Qiu Qianchi asked, pointing to the alchemy room.

The moonlight illuminated a low smile on Zhou Yan's face. He said, "Since we don't know, and time is of the essence, there's no need for further action."

"Row."

Zhou Yan leaped out first and headed straight for the bamboo forest.

The chaotic noise had spread like boiling water from the bamboo forest.

……

The bright moonlight illuminated the bamboo grove, houses, and waterside pavilions, making them sparkle and shine. Huang Yaoshi did not rush with Huang Rong, but strolled along leisurely. Figures pierced through the moonlight and quickly approached.

Old Valley Master Gongsun Li, Valley Master Gongsun Zhi of the Valley of Heartbreak, Yang Kang, Ouyang Ke, Ouyang Feng, Zhou Botong, Fire-Worker Monk, Baoshu, and others, as well as Fan Yiweng and his disciples from the Valley of Heartbreak, and more than ten members of the Iron Palm Clan.

Huang Yaoshi's appearance startled everyone. After a moment, the Old Urchin shouted, "Huang Yaoshi? Little Huang Rong is here too!"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Old rascal, it's been a long time."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Botong leaped in front of the two. "Hey, Huang Yaoshi, what are you doing here?"

"Brother Botong, what brings you here?" Huang Yaoshi smiled slightly.

“That old monk’s internal strength is truly remarkable. I challenged him, but he refused, so I followed him here. The old poisoner is here too, shall we have a good fight together?”

Huang Yaoshi laughed and said, "I'm afraid we have no choice but to fight."

"Why?"

Before Huang Yaoshi could reply, the Fire-Worker Monk gave a sinister smile, "Island Master Huang, we meet again."

"Yes. Life is full of narrow paths, and it's easy for enemies to meet," Huang Yaoshi said.

“Brother Yao, we are truly destined to meet,” Ouyang Feng said.

Zhou Botong was extremely anxious, "Huang Yaoshi, what exactly is going on? Do you two know each other?"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "Father not only knows the old monk, but he has also fought with him. That monk is fierce and bullied me."

"Oh, is that so? Then I'll help you fight them."

Ouyang Feng's injuries had long since healed, and the moonlight made his deep face appear particularly somber. In an instant, Ouyang Feng felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill Huang Yaoshi.

Even if Hong Qigong survives, his skills will be greatly diminished, so he is not a threat.

He, Qiu Qianren, and the Fire-Worker Monk were a foregone conclusion against Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong; there was no possibility of defeat. At that time, he would be the only one in the world who knew the Nine Yin Manual.

The Fire-Worker Monk shared the same thought. He chuckled and said, "At Yueyang Tower, Island Master Huang was the first to arrive, so we didn't get to exchange blows. It's quite a pity. There's no better time than today. Since losing to Island Master Huang at Shaoshi Mountain, I have been practicing diligently. Today, I will once again experience the unique skills of Peach Blossom Island."

"Old monk, I'll fight you." The old rascal put his hands on his hips.

Qiu Qianren thought of Ouyang Feng's injuries not yet fully healed, and how Zhou Botong had been patiently waiting in the valley for so long to ruin the Iron Palm Clan's plan to kill the Mongol envoy. He waved his palm-leaf fan and said, "Zhou Botong, I've come to learn the Quanzhen Kung Fu."

"You recognize me?"

"You were up to no good with the Iron Palm Gang by the Poyang Lake, how come you don't recognize me?"

"You old man, you're full of bad intentions."

"What's wrong? You don't dare?"

The old rascal rolled up his sleeves, "Watch how I beat you up."

The Fire-Worker Monk had already approached Huang Yaoshi. His body crackled and popped all around him, leaving footprints with each step. With each step, his aura increased, and after a few steps, he adjusted his body to its peak state.

"Island Master Huang, please."

Huo Gong Toutuo suddenly pounced out like a falcon, his figure sweeping past the flying mud and lotus flowers. His Vajra Fist, like a torrential rain or a tornado, bit down on Huang Yaoshi.

"Fun." Zhou Botong's figure swayed, like a wisp of ethereal smoke, drifting and light. His palm strikes flew up and down in a flash, like waves of endless tides, dense and vast, falling towards Qiu Qianren.

Qiu Qianren's heart tightened, and he dared not be careless. He used his Iron Palm skill and went all out to counter the attack.

On the other side of the field, the fight between Huang Yaoshi and Huogong Toutuo was far more intense than the battle at Shaoshi Mountain. The two figures moved swiftly, advancing and retreating, crisscrossing back and forth. At first glance, they looked like two intertwined flying dragons tearing at each other.

Amidst the thunderous roar, in just a few hundred breaths, Huang Yaoshi launched over a hundred attacks, employing twelve sets of martial arts techniques, each consisting of twelve moves.

The Fire-Worker Monk unleashed a continuous stream of Shaolin's unique martial arts, including the Vajra Fist, the Kasaya Subduing Demon Skill, and the Vajra Prajna Palm, countering the attack head-on and refusing to yield an inch.

Suddenly, the Fire-Worker Monk swayed, his right leg kicking out, followed by his left leg, unleashing dozens of kicks like a storm. Huang Yaoshi responded with his Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick, the sounds of kicks echoing in his ears, and white vortexes swirling in the air.

Firework Monk took a few steps back towards Ouyang Feng.

Huang Yaoshi moved like a shadowy ghost, hovering above, while the Fire-Worker Monk swayed, drifting sideways like a feather. Huang Yaoshi followed him like a shadow.

Ouyang Feng crouched slightly in an instant, and with a "thud," pushed his palms towards Huang Yaoshi's back.

Huang Yaoshi's heart skipped a beat. The Fire-Worker Monk was tempting him, giving Ouyang Feng an opportunity to attack.

"My life is over!"

At that moment, Zhou Yan appeared silently and swiftly behind Ouyang Feng, and under the cover of the smoke and dust, he instantly handed over his Qingfeng sword.

(End of this chapter)