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

Five miles west of Wuguan City.

In a dense locust grove, Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan hid in the canopy of a large tree.

Both of them changed into dark clothes and stared intently at the official road.

"Sister, are you really going to make your move here?" Yelü Yan asked in a low voice. "This place is too close to the Mongol army camp. If something happens, reinforcements will arrive in no time."

Wanyan Ping's eyes were filled with hatred: "I was there when Wang Meng killed my uncle. I was twelve years old that year, hiding in the closet, and watched him cut off my uncle's head... I must avenge this."

Her hands were trembling.

Yelü Yan grasped her hand: "Alright, I'll go with you. But we'll have to wait until dark, until Wang Meng returns from the city. By then he'll be drunk, and the guards will be less vigilant."

Wanyan Ping nodded, gratitude flashing in her eyes: "Sister, thank you. This was originally my personal grudge, I shouldn't have implicated you..."

"Don't talk about implicating me." Yelü Yan shook her head. "We are sisters. Your hatred is my hatred."

The two stopped talking and waited quietly.

As the sun set, the sound of horses' hooves echoed along the official road.

A group of about ten people came from the direction of the city.

The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a general's uniform, his face flushed, clearly having drunk quite a bit.

It was Wang Meng!

He was followed by eight bodyguards, each with a curved sword at his waist and a vigilant expression.

"They're here." Wanyan Ping gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, her eyes blazing with killing intent.

Yelü Yan pressed her down: "Don't rush, wait until they go deeper into the woods."

The group slowly entered the woods.

Wang Meng swayed back and forth on his horse, humming a little tune, completely unaware of the danger that was about to befall him.

Just as the group reached the middle of the woods—

"Attack!" Wanyan Ping shouted, leaping down from the tree and thrusting her longsword straight at Wang Meng's back!

"An assassin!" The guards were shocked and drew their swords.

Although Wang Meng was drunk, he was still a veteran of the battlefield. In the critical moment, he dodged to the side, and the long sword grazed his ribs, leaving a trail of blood.

"Protect the general!"

Eight guards surrounded Wanyan Ping, trapping her in the middle.

Yelü Yan also leaped down from the tree, drew his curved sword, and slashed at the back of one of his personal guards!

"There's one more!"

A chaotic battle broke out.

Wanyan Ping's swordsmanship was exquisite, but her shoulder injury had not yet healed, making her movements sluggish.

Yelü Yan's curved blade was fierce, but an internal ailment was causing his internal energy to circulate poorly.

With two against eight, the two gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Two little wenches dare to assassinate me?" Wang Meng sneered, taking his spear from his horse. "Capture them alive! I'm going to have some fun tonight!"

The guards launched an even fiercer offensive.

As they attacked, one of them couldn't help but burst into laughter, "General, we'll have to line up later too!"

"Hahaha, easy to say. I, Wang Meng, hate wasting things the most in my life. It would be a waste to kill such a good thing. Everyone, be careful and go easy on me. If you break it, it will be unusable."

At this moment, another person next to Wang Meng said, "General, I have a cleanliness obsession, can I be ranked second?"

"No matter what ranking we get, let's take it first!" Wang Meng roared excitedly.

Upon hearing the other party's words, both women turned red with anger.

But there was nothing they could do; they had underestimated each other's strength.

They exchanged several dozen more blows.

Perhaps they saw that they were already trapped.

The opponent suddenly revealed a weakness.

Wanyan Ping seized the opportunity and pierced the throat of one of her personal guards with her sword.

However, another person slashed his arm with a knife.

Yelü Yan wasn't much better off either.

She was caught off guard while dodging and was struck on the left shoulder by the back of the opponent's knife, causing her old injury to flare up and making her break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Sister!" Wanyan Ping exclaimed.

"I'm fine!" Yelü Yan gritted her teeth, slashing her curved blade and forcing back two of her personal guards.

But both were already injured, and defeat was inevitable.

They were about to be taken to line up.

The two women knew that if they were caught, they would face torture.

The weight is at least several pounds heavier.

Therefore, both of them prepared to commit suicide.

To avoid getting caught.

At this final moment, the image of Yang Guo flashed through their minds.

I felt a little regretful.

Little did I know that the time I spent with Brother Yang yesterday would be the last time I saw him.

Farewell, Brother Yang.

"Sister, I'm so sorry, I've dragged you into this, I'll go first!" Wanyan Ping roared.

After saying this, Wanyan Ping prepared to commit suicide!

At this crucial moment.

"stop."

A sound came from inside the woods.

This caused Wanyan Ping, who was about to commit suicide, to put down her sword and turn her head to look.

But then they saw Yang Guo quickly walk out of the woods.

"Who goes there?!" Wang Meng shouted.

Yang Guo did not answer, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and when he saw the injuries on the two women, his eyes turned cold.

"You two step back, I'll handle this," he said to the two women.

Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan were overjoyed: "Young Master Yang!"

"Step back," Yang Guo repeated.

The two women quickly retreated behind him.

Wang Meng narrowed his eyes: "Kid, you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?"

He waved his hand: "Go! Kill him!"

The remaining six guards rushed forward at the same time!

They surrounded Yang Guo.

But not everyone went up together; instead, one of them stepped forward.

After all, in their eyes, the kid in front of them...

He's too young; they're confident they can chop his head off with a single stroke.

Looking at the soldiers in front of him.

Yang Guo made a move.

His figure flashed like a ghost.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Three muffled thuds rang out, and the man who emerged, along with the two behind him, had their throats slit and collapsed to the ground dead.

The remaining three were shocked, realizing they had kicked a hornet's nest!

They hurriedly retreated.

Yang Guo, however, did not give them a chance. How could someone of second-rate skill level possibly compete with the speed of a grandmaster?

They didn't even have time to react before Yang Guo killed them.

The six guards were wiped out in just three breaths.

Wang Meng's expression changed drastically, and he sobered up considerably: "You...who are you?!"

"Your father." Yang Guo said calmly, approaching him step by step.

"Alright, alright, all that pretense. Watch me take you down!"

Wang Meng roared and thrust his spear forward, aiming straight for Yang Guo's head!

Yang Guo slightly shifted his body to the side, and at the same time, his finger touched the extended spear shaft.

"clang!"

The spear flew out of his hand.

Wang Meng's tiger's mouth split open, and he retreated in horror.

Yang Guo lunged forward and struck him in the chest with a palm.

The internal force penetrated, shattering his heart and meridians.

Wang Meng's eyes widened, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He never imagined, even in his death, why this young man was so amazing!

Looking at her enemy's corpse, Wanyan Ping could no longer hold back her tears and knelt down on the ground: "Uncle... Ping'er has avenged you..."

Yelü Yan quickly knelt down to support her: "Sister, we've avenged ourselves, let's go!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from outside the woods!

"The general has been assassinated! Surround the woods!"

Mongolian reinforcements have arrived!

Yang Guo's eyes sharpened: "Let's go!"

He grabbed Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan, one in each hand, and used his lightness skill to rush out of the forest.