Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

The middle section of the mountain road.

Little Dragon Girl and Zhou Botong were using their lightness skills to travel.

Zhou Botong ran ahead, complaining as he went, "Little Dragon Girl, can we take a break? My stomach is growling! We've only eaten a few nuts in seven days, and then we had a fight. I'm starving!"

Little Dragon Girl followed behind him, her white robes fluttering, her expression calm: "Senior, hang in there a little longer. There will be food when we reach Wuguan City."

"Really?" Zhou Botong's eyes lit up. "Then I want roast chicken! Roast lamb leg! Eat... wait?"

He suddenly stopped and listened intently.

Little Dragon Girl stopped as well: "What's wrong?"

"There's someone here." Zhou Botong frowned. "And... they don't seem to have good intentions."

Before the words were finished, a dark figure darted out like a ghost from the bend in the mountain road ahead, landing steadily ten feet in front of the two.

It was Ouyang Feng!

He stood barefoot, his hair disheveled, his eyes fixed on Xiaolongnu, muttering, "Nine Yin Manual... Hand over the Nine Yin Manual..."

Upon seeing him, Zhou Botong's head immediately throbbed with dread: "What? It's you again, you madman!"

Ignoring everything else, Ouyang Feng pressed closer, shouting, "Hand over the Nine Yin Manual...or...die!"

Little Dragon Girl frowned slightly.

Anyone would be in a bad mood if they were chased by a madman the whole way.

Clearly, she was also frustrated and helpless!

Just then, footsteps came from behind.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King appeared from the other side of the mountain path with two disciples, forming an encirclement.

"Zhou Botong, Little Dragon Girl," the Golden Wheel Monk announced loudly, "This humble monk originally intended to let you go, but this Mr. Ouyang is determined to take the Nine Yin Manual. Today, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

Zhou Botong looked around, his expression turning serious.

With the madman Ouyang Feng in front and the menacing Jinlun Fawang and his disciples behind, things are in trouble.

"Little Dragon Girl," he whispered to her, "I'll hold this madman off, you deal with those three monks. Run if you get the chance, don't worry about me!"

Little Dragon Girl shook her head: "If we're going to leave, we'll leave together."

"Oh dear, why are you so stubborn!" Zhou Botong exclaimed anxiously. "That madman is a Grandmaster, and so is the Golden Wheel Monk. The two of us can't beat them!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ouyang Feng was already impatient.

"The Nine Yin Manual—!"

With a roar, Ouyang Feng sprang up and charged straight at Zhou Botong!

This pounce was completely devoid of any fancy moves, relying solely on speed and power to overwhelm the opponent. Both palms struck out simultaneously, and the air exploded wherever the palm wind passed!

Zhou Botong dared not take the blow head-on, so he used the "emptiness" technique from the Empty Fist, his body drifting away like a willow catkin. At the same time, he feinted with his left fist and struck with his right fist, trying to break through force with skill.

The two instantly engaged in battle.

A battle at the Grandmaster level, with earth-shattering power.

The palm strikes and fist strikes crisscrossed, causing rocks and soil to crumble and trees to break wherever they passed, as if two primordial beasts were locked in battle.

On the other side, seeing that Ouyang Feng had already made his move, the Golden Wheel Monk no longer hesitated.

"Dalba, Huodu, flank us from both sides!" he ordered in a deep voice, then strode towards Xiaolongnu. "Xiaolongnu, I'll give you one last chance—hand over the Nine Yin Manual, and I'll spare your life."

Little Dragon Girl did not answer.

She held a tree branch she had picked up from the ground in each hand, her body slightly hunched, and assumed a fighting stance.

The Jade Maiden Sword Technique in the left hand, the Quanzhen Sword Technique in the right.

Fighting with both hands simultaneously, multitasking.

A solemn look flashed in the eyes of the Golden Wheel Monk.

Although this Little Dragon Girl was young and her cultivation was only at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm, her Ambidextrous Fighting Technique was truly bizarre.

If it were a one-on-one fight, he was confident he could win within dozens of moves.

Thankfully, this gives me a one-on-one opportunity!

"Since you remain so stubborn, then don't blame this humble monk for being ruthless!"

The Golden Wheel Monk let out a low shout and unleashed both palms simultaneously.

His left hand wields the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, its palm power as strong as an elephant.

His right hand, however, was a set of strange Tantric hand seals, ever-changing like a dragon.

One is firm, the other gentle; one is heavy, the other light. They subtly suggest a desire to multitask!

Little Dragon Girl's pupils contracted slightly.

She dared not be negligent, and with her left hand, she used a branch to flit like a butterfly among flowers, pointing towards the pulse on the left wrist of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

The branch on his right hand drew a powerful arc, meeting the Tantric hand gesture.

"Ding!"

The tree branch collided with the palm of the hand, producing a metallic clang!

Little Dragon Girl felt a tremendous force coming from her, and the tree branch in her right hand almost slipped from her grasp.

She used the momentum to drift back three zhang, her face slightly pale—the difference in their cultivation levels was too great.

Even with the aid of her ambidextrous fighting technique, she could only barely parry.

The Golden Wheel Monk, having gained power, was relentless and pressed forward relentlessly.

Meanwhile, the battle between Zhou Botong and Ouyang Feng also reached a fever pitch.

The two had already exchanged more than thirty moves.

Zhou Botong's Empty Fist emphasizes "using emptiness to control fullness," with its moves being ethereal and unpredictable, often able to attack from unexpected angles.

Although Ouyang Feng was insane, his fighting instincts were terrifyingly powerful.

He completely ignored Zhou Botong's feints and relied solely on brute force to meet the attacks head-on, each palm strike heavier and each punch more ferocious than the last.

Even more terrifying was that his palm strike contained a chilling, poisonous energy that seemed to freeze the air wherever it passed.

"Why is this madman getting more and more ferocious the more I fight him!" Zhou Botong lamented inwardly.

He was already hungry and weak, and now Ouyang Feng's cold palm force invaded his meridians, making him feel cold all over and slowing down his movements.

A moment of carelessness, and Ouyang Feng struck with his palm!

Zhou Botong couldn't dodge in time and had no choice but to take the hit head-on.

"Bang!"

With their palms clashing, Zhou Botong staggered back seven steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Ouyang Feng merely swayed, his eyes flashing with even greater madness: "The Nine Yin Manual...hand it over!"

Just as he was about to go up again, Zhou Botong suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

Ouyang Feng was taken aback.

Zhou Botong clutched his chest, panting heavily, and said, "Madman, I'm telling you, the Nine Yin Manual... the Nine Yin Manual isn't on us!"

"Nonsense!" Ouyang Feng roared, "You stole my Nine Yin Manual!"

"Who stole it from you!" Zhou Botong jumped up and down. "We're victims too! The real Nine Yin Manual is... in the hands of those three monks!"

He pointed at the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Upon hearing this, the Golden Wheel Monk, who was locked in combat with Little Dragon Girl, paled terribly: "Zhou Botong, you're spouting nonsense!"

Zhou Botong, however, ignored him and continued speaking to Ouyang Feng, "Think about it! Why is this monk chasing us? It's because we know where he hid the Nine Yin Manual! He wants to kill us to silence us!"

This statement is full of loopholes, but Ouyang Feng is a madman with chaotic logic.

He hesitated upon hearing this, then turned to look at the Golden Wheel Monk, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

The Golden Wheel Monk's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Mr. Ouyang, don't listen to his nonsense! The Nine Yin Manual is clearly on them!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhou Botong cursed. "If we had the Nine Yin Manual, why didn't we use it when we fought? Would we have had to be chased all over the mountain by you?"

That makes some sense.

The hesitation in Ouyang Feng's eyes turned into doubt.

He glanced at Zhou Botong, then at the Golden Wheel Monk, and suddenly let out a roar:

"I don't care! You...you're all going to die! I'll kill you all...and then I'll find someone else to kill!"

He actually planned to eliminate both sides!

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P.S.: It's out! Thank you everyone for the gifts and support! (Evil grin) (doge)

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