Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

Yang Guo brought his left palm to his abdomen and loosely clenched his right hand.

The red and black primordial energy in the dantian slowly rotated, and the dense and intricate nature of the Nine Yin Manual and the fierce nature of the Reverse Nine Yin Manual were linked together by the Kanli Technique, and ascended along the Ren and Du meridians.

He stopped launching attacks.

Leng Feng's cultivation level is higher than Yang Guo's, and his true energy is more abundant. If they were to fight a direct battle of attrition, Yang Guo might not necessarily lose, but there are still the Prince's mansion and government troops in the city. The longer it drags on, the more variables there will be.

The outcome must be determined within thirty moves.

The cold seal has been activated.

He thrust his sword with his left hand, the sword path was not fancy, and he only aimed at the center.

Before the sword tip arrived, the yin energy struck first, skimming along the ground. Fine, frost-like white marks appeared on the bluestone slab, only to be quickly swept away by the sword's wind.

Yang Guo shifted his feet to the side, unleashing a serpentine, flip-like motion, his body sliding half a foot away from the outside of the sword's edge.

With a sudden turn of his sword, Leng Feng's left hand proved even more ruthless than his right, each strike aimed precisely at the heart, throat, and dantian. While his right hand emphasized versatility, his left hand, though less agile, possessed greater decisiveness.

Every sword strike forced Yang Guo to take a counterattack.

Yang Guo retreated seven steps and unleashed three Heart-Shattering Palm strikes from his palm.

The first palm strike deflects the sword's edge.

The second palm strike intercepts the Yin energy.

The third palm strike tests the cold sealing valve.

After the three blows, Yang Guo felt a slight tightness in his chest and his brows furrowed.

The cold, sinister energy not only comes from the sword, but is also hidden in the footwork.

With each step, the true energy from the soles of the feet seeps into the stone surface and then bursts out from the side.

If one does not understand the principles of meridian circulation, one will only think that the opponent's sword is fast, when in fact the sword, footwork, and qi are all integrated.

"That's interesting," Yang Guo said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Leng Feng's murderous intent intensified.

"You dare to criticize my sword when you're about to die?"

With a flick of his wrist, his sword strikes shifted from straight to winding, unleashing twelve consecutive sword strikes.

Each sword strike was not intended to kill the enemy, but rather to spread Yin energy around Yang Guo.

After the twelve swords were completed, the air around Yang Guo became heavy within a ten-foot radius, slowing his movements by half a beat.

On the second floor of the inn, Lu Wushuang's face turned pale.

"Cousin, why isn't your husband fighting back?"

Cheng Ying gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.

She had already realized that Yang Guo was being forced into a trap.

Cold sealing isn't about randomly slashing; it's about weaving a net with sword energy.

If Yang Guo wants to escape, he needs to use even stronger internal energy to break through the sword net.

But if that happens, Leng Feng will definitely take advantage of the gap when he releases his true energy to deliver a killing move.

"He's waiting for an opportunity," Cheng Ying whispered.

Lu Wushuang was so anxious that she wanted to rush downstairs.

Cheng Ying grabbed her arm.

"Your going down there will only distract him."

Lu Wushuang glared at her with red eyes.

"Then go ahead! Aren't you a disciple of Peach Blossom Island?"

Cheng Ying did not answer.

She can wield her sword, but she can't penetrate this level of combat.

The energy of a master with innate talent can be drawn in extremely quickly. She had barged in recklessly, and Yang Guo still had to protect her.

On the street, Yang Guo was already close to the door of a shop.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Leng Feng pressed down with his left hand, channeling his inner energy into the sword.

This sword strike wasn't aimed at Yang Guo's throat, but rather between his chest and abdomen. That area is precisely the vital point of the Ren meridian. Once pierced by the Yin energy, the red and black Yuan Qi bead within Yang Guo's dantian would inevitably be impacted.

Yang Guo also realized this.

He could have used his One-Finger Divine Skill to strike Leng Feng's Tanzhong point, forcing the opponent to withdraw his sword.

However, once the cold seal is activated, if the opponent cannot be severely injured, they will be entangled again.

The people from the Prince's mansion are arriving soon; he doesn't have time for a second round.

He raised both palms.

When the Qiankun Technique is activated to its fullest extent, the positive and negative true qi converge in the palm.

The Nine Yin Heart-Shattering Palm originally used a soft and subtle internal force, but after being transformed by the Kan-Li Technique, the palm force gained a more powerful and fierce momentum.

The cold, sealed sword pierced through.

Yang Guo struck with both palms, hitting the sides of the sword blade.

The sound of metal clanging echoed throughout the long street.

Yang Guo's clothes tore open at the chest, and a long wound was slashed out by the sword energy.

The yin energy seized the opportunity to enter the body, rushing straight to the five internal organs.

He felt a sweet taste in his throat, blood gushed from his lips, and he flew backward, crashing through the shop door and falling into the store.

The cold seal has also been returned.

Yang Guo's two palm strikes did not hit the sword itself, but instead used the sword to transmit force, impacting the meridians in Yang Guo's left arm.

Leng Feng's left hand was split open at the base of his thumb, his wrist was injured, and his longsword fell to the ground. He staggered back several steps, collapsed on the street, and coughed up black blood.

The streets quieted down.

Leng Feng looked at the shop that had been smashed open.

He tried to get up and deliver another blow, but his arms were no longer under his control.

His right shoulder was pierced by the One-Finger Divine Skill, and his left arm was injured by the Heart-Shattering Palm.

The internal energy within his body was boiling and urgently needed to be suppressed.

Without saying a word, Leng Feng immediately sat down to calm his restless blood and qi.

On the second floor, Lu Wushuang saw Yang Guo being knocked away, screamed in surprise, and turned to run downstairs.

Cheng Ying followed.

The two rushed into the dilapidated shop. Yang Guo lay on the floor covered in wood chips, his body soaked in blood.

His clothes were ripped apart by the sword energy, and a deep wound ran diagonally from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, the skin and flesh torn open and blood gushing out.

Lu Wushuang rushed to his side and pressed her hands against his wound.

"Husband! Wake up! Don't scare me!"

Blood seeped from between her fingers, and she couldn't stop it no matter how hard she pressed.

Cheng Ying squatted down, reached out to check Yang Guo's breathing, and then pressed on his wrist pulse.

The pulse was extremely erratic, several meridians were almost broken, and the two streams of true qi in the body were out of control and were impacting the internal organs.

Yang Guo was in imminent danger.

Lu Wushuang cried with tears streaming down her face, her hands stained with Yang Guo's blood.

She pressed her hand firmly against the horrific wound on Yang Guo's chest, then turned and shouted at Cheng Ying.

"Cousin, please think of a way to save my husband! Aren't you a disciple of Peach Blossom Island? You must have a way, right?"

Cheng Ying looked at Yang Guo's pale face.

A voice inside her was saying, "Let him die. Once he's dead, you'll be free and won't have to suffer humiliation anymore."

But seeing her cousin crying like this, she couldn't bear it.

Moreover, without Yang Guo, these two weak women would have been devoured alive by Wang Jian and his son sooner or later in Tongguan City.

"He suffered multiple injuries to his meridians and had severe internal bleeding."

Cheng Ying forced herself to calm down and looked at Lu Wushuang. "I don't have any healing pills on me. We must get him out of here immediately and find a safe place."