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

Lu Wushuang's face turned pale, and she clutched her chest with both hands.

That bone flute sound was truly eerie. If Yang Guo's inner energy hadn't protected her meridians, she probably would have coughed up blood and collapsed.

The sound penetrated into the ears, specifically targeting a person's blood and energy.

"My lord, that old ghost's tune is so strange, I feel like I'm on fire inside."

Lu Wushuang trembled and gripped Yang Guo's sleeve tightly.

Yang Guo turned around, grabbed her slender wrist with his other hand, and pulled her behind him.

His palm was extremely warm, and the Nine Yin True Qi flowed through the meridians of her wrist, quickly suppressing the chaotic blood and qi in her body.

"With your brother here, even if he blows his lungs out, he can't hurt you."

Yang Guo's voice was steady and full of confidence.

Cheng Ying leaned against the stone wall behind her, panting heavily.

Her situation was worse than Lu Wushuang's.

Peach Blossom Island's internal energy is inherently pure and spiritual, making it extremely vulnerable to this kind of sound-based energy that specifically targets and destroys the mind.

Even worse, the Qiankun Technique mark on her lower abdomen began to burn uncontrollably again due to the disordered true energy.

The heat seeped down down my navel.

Cheng Ying's legs went weak, and she could barely stand.

She could only grip the crack in the stone with her hands. Her pink Taoist robe was already soaked with sweat and clung to her back, outlining her slender waist.

"Brother Yang, please take care of yourself."

Cheng Ying bit her pale lips and spoke in a low voice.

"This person's movement style is based on softness and gentleness. Your heavy sword is too powerful and fierce, and it will be very difficult to fight him. We cannot fight him head-on."

Yang Guo turned his head and his gaze lingered on Cheng Ying without any restraint.

This woman, who usually had the dignified demeanor of a well-bred lady, now had tears in her eyes, her clothes clung to her body, and her chest rose and fell with her breath.

Yang Guo felt his mouth go dry at the sight of that forced composure yet utterly helpless demeanor.

"Butler Cheng does know how to care for people."

Yang Guo lowered his voice and teased, "Once I've dealt with this old bastard, I'll give you two big chicken legs tonight to help you recover."

Cheng Ying felt her body burning up under his blatant gaze, and a wave of shame washed over her.

She turned her face away, unable to meet his gaze again.

The mark within her body became even more restless because of Yang Guo's words.

Yang Guo turned around and faced Shen Buyan in the distance.

He took a half step forward with his right foot, his toes precisely wedging into a crack in the ground, landing right below the hilt of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword.

Using the power of your waist, lift your right leg up sharply!

The heavy iron sword, weighing several tens of kilograms, flew directly up from the ground.

Yang Guo stretched out his strong right arm, spread his five fingers, and firmly gripped the sword hilt.

He took off his outer robe, his muscular upper body completely exposed to the air.

A few drops of sweat slid down the grooves of his chest muscles, revealing a wild and untamed nature.

Shen Buyan played with the white bone flute in his hand, squinting as he sized up Yang Guo.

His gaze passed over Yang Guo and stared unabashedly at Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Kid, you think you can use that dark, unremarkable piece of iron as a fire poker?"

Shen Buyan let out several ear-piercing laughs: "You don't even have a blade! I'll stand here and let you chop at me, and you won't even be able to cut through my clothes!"

Shen Buyan took two steps forward, his feet moving in a strange, unnatural way.

"I have endured the wind and cold in this desolate valley for five long years!"

Shen Buyan pointed to the surface of the icy pool and continued, "We feed these beasts every day, just waiting for the snake king to form its inner core!"

"You dare touch my things? You've got some nerve."

"However, I'm in a good mood today."

Shen Buyan changed the subject, tapping the bone flute with his fingertips.

"If you hand over those two delicate women behind you, I might take pity on you and leave you with a whole corpse."

"This top-grade pure Yin cauldron is perfect for me to use to nourish the Myriad Poisons Cauldron!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo made no further move.

He slammed his right hand, which was gripping the sword hilt, down sharply.

The thick tip of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword slammed directly into the hard stone surface.

A muffled "boom"!

The stones on the ground shattered into dozens of pieces and flew out.

A large pit, at least half a foot deep, appeared at Yang Guo's feet.

The gravel hit the tree trunks nearby, making a dense, resounding sound.

"Old man, you're trying to beg for food from me."

Yang Guo let out a cold laugh.

He slung the heavy sword over his shoulder, his chin slightly raised.

"If you want to find women, go to a brothel and spend two taels of silver. What are you doing here pretending to be some big shot?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror!"

"A face full of wrinkles could trap a fly, and you still want a cauldron?"

"Can your kidneys still move?"

"I bet you're just sucking it with your mouth!"

Yang Guo's barbed and sarcastic online insults left Shen Buyan looking pale.

"I'm taking that snake gall bladder today!"

"As for your life, you old bastard, I'll take it too, consider it a way to purify the environment!"

Shen Buyan's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He had practiced poison skills for many years and his personality was already eccentric. How could he tolerate such humiliation from a mere brat?

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

Shen Buyan gave a cold shout, his body didn't move, but he flicked his left sleeve forward!

In the darkness, a barely perceptible gray line shot out from the cuff.

The speed was so fast that all that could be heard was the sound of the wind tearing the cloth.

That was Shen Buyan's unique weapon, the Snake Tendon Shadowless Whip.

Made from the tendons of a hundred venomous snakes, the whip is covered with tiny barbs that are difficult to see with the naked eye, and it has been soaked in highly toxic medicine for three whole years.

If even the slightest scratch is broken, the body will rot and the person will die within half an incense stick's time.

The gray line became completely invisible in mid-air, heading straight for Yang Guo's eyes.

For an average expert, there wouldn't be enough time to react.

But Yang Guo was already at the peak of the early stage of the Innate Realm, and his Qi perception was much faster than his eyes!

The heavy sword slid off his shoulder, and Yang Guo gripped the hilt horizontally with his right hand, the broad black blade instantly blocking his face.

The thin gray line slammed hard against the spine of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword.

Instead of a metallic clanging sound, a grinding sound that made your teeth ache was heard.

This shadowless whip is extremely resilient. After being blocked by the impact, the whip did not bounce off. Instead, it was like a living venomous snake, quickly coiling around the thick blade!

Two and a half laps.

The gray whip tip circled the sword blade, aiming straight for Yang Guo's throat.

The sharp barbs gleamed with a sinister blue light under the moonlight.

"Brother Yang, step back!"

Cheng Ying saw it clearly from behind and shouted anxiously.

Having wielded a sword for many years, she knew the danger of a soft weapon entangled with a heavy weapon. If she tried to break free, she would be pulled along by the opponent. The only way was to abandon her sword and retreat!

Yang Guo completely ignored her reminder.

His eyes were fixed on the poisonous thorn so close at hand, and the image of practicing swordsmanship against the current under the waterfall during the day flashed through his mind.

The pulling force of the water flow is much greater than that of this broken whip!

The red and black innate primordial energy bead inside the dantian spun rapidly.

The powerful Nine Yin True Qi surged wildly into his entire right arm along his meridians.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, stepping his left foot onto the gravel in front of him and using his entire waist and hips to generate power.

The method of harnessing the power of water emphasizes going with the flow.

Yang Guo's right hand, which was gripping the sword hilt, actually drew a circle in mid-air!

The Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, carrying terrifying weight, began to spin!

The rotation generated an immense centrifugal force, and the snake tendon whip that was originally wrapped around the sword was instantly pulled violently by this force!

The whip tip missed Yang Guo's throat and was forcefully flung to the ground.

Yang Guo pressed down with his right arm, and the heavy sword, along with the whip, slammed hard onto the stone slab!

He immediately raised his right foot and stomped hard on the tip of the whip!

This series of actions all happened in the blink of an eye.

Standing a dozen feet away, Shen Buyan felt an irresistible pulling force coming from his right hand, and he was pulled forward and fell down!

In a moment of desperation, Shen Buyan stepped out with his feet apart, creating an extremely complex Bagua (Eight Trigrams) formation.

His body twisted in mid-air, trying to dissipate the force.

His movements were indeed flexible; with a swaying motion, he neutralized seventy percent of Yang Guo's force.

But the remaining 30% still caused the tiger's mouth holding the whip to split open on the spot!

Blood flowed down Shen Buyan's wrist.

"Try pulling it again?"

Yang Guo, his feet grinding the whip, carried his sword in one hand and walked forward step by step.

Since he couldn't hold him back, Shen Buyan decided to take the initiative and fight back!

He took a deep breath, his sleeves fluttered, and his body was lifted into the air by the pulling force!

He pushed his movement technique to its limit, unleashing a series of kicks with both legs, aiming straight for Yang Guo's upper body!

Yang Guo remained calm and composed, making the heavy sword appear exceptionally light and agile in his hands.

He didn't even use the One-Finger Divine Skill; this great sword alone was enough to teach Shen Buyan a lesson!

With a flick of his wrist, the broad blade of the sword blocked his path.

Shen Buyan's legs slammed into the spine of the sword repeatedly, producing a series of dull thuds.

This old poisoner had internal energy in his legs; an ordinary weapon would probably have broken long ago, but the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword remained completely still.

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Yang Guo said sarcastically.

He didn't give Shen Buyan a chance to land at all. He turned the sword and slapped it directly at Shen Buyan in mid-air!

Instead of slashing with the blade, you strike with the broad surface of the sword!

An overwhelming force pressed down.

Shen Buyan's expression changed drastically.

His prized lightness skill was utterly useless against this pure power.

With no way to avoid it, he could only cross his arms to protect his chest.

The heavy sword struck his arms.

Shen Buyan let out a muffled groan and flew backward.

It crashed into two large trees before falling heavily onto the muddy ground.

He got up and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

The bones in my arms ache slightly.

This young man's strength is completely unreasonable.

Yang Guo, sword in hand, continued to follow.

His steps were steady, and with each step he took, the pebbles on the ground vibrated from his internal force.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shen Buyan began to use the hit-and-run tactics he had developed over many years in the drug world.

He used the Qimen Footwork technique, his whole body turning into a gray afterimage, constantly circling around Yang Guo.

The Shadowless Whip in his left hand would occasionally stab at Yang Guo's lower body and back from various tricky angles.

This is an extremely difficult style of play.

The battle will end as soon as the skin is scraped.

Yang Guo stood still.

He closed his eyes, relying entirely on his sense of qi to pinpoint Shen Buyan's location.

The sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

The subtle sound of the whip tearing through the air.

Shen Buyan's heavy breathing, his toes barely touching the ground.

Everything was magnified in Yang Guo's perception.

The greatsword was swung again.

This time, the swordplay was unpretentious and slow.

However, the position of each sword strike was extremely precise, blocking Shen Buyan's attack route.

"when!"

The soft whip was knocked away by the heavy sword once again.

"when!"

Shen Buyan attempted a sneak attack on the lower back, but was forcefully knocked back by the hilt of his sword.

After several exchanges, Shen Buyan became increasingly alarmed.

Although the enemy was armed with heavy weapons, their defense was impenetrable.

He felt like he wasn't fighting a person, but rather against an unyielding iron wall.

The opponent's internal energy showed no signs of depletion.

On the contrary, Shen Buyan himself frequently used his lightness skill, and the true energy in his dantian had been consumed by more than half.

Yang Guo suddenly opened his eyes.

"No more work, huh? Then let me take over."

The voice just fell.

Yang Guo gripped the sword hilt with both hands.

The three lines on the Dantian Yuanqi Bead lit up.

He held the greatsword horizontally at his waist, then lunged forward.

There are no special moves.

It's the simplest way to sweep away an entire army.

The blade, carrying an overwhelming force, sliced ​​through the air, emitting a whistling sound that made one's eardrums ache.

Shen Buyan didn't dare to take the hit head-on.

He tapped his feet on the ground repeatedly, retreating rapidly.

But Yang Guo was faster than him!

Using the "Snake-like Leap" movement technique in conjunction with the Quanzhen Sect's Golden Goose Skill, Yang Guo glided along the ground, instantly closing the distance.

The heavy sword swept past Shen Buyan's chest.

With nowhere to dodge, Shen Buyan could only coil his Shadowless Whip into three layers to block the sword strike.

A dull thud echoed through the night sky.

The Snake Tendon Shadowless Whip in Shen Buyan's hand was actually smashed into pieces by this tremendous force!

Gray poison needles were scattered all over the ground.

He himself was struck in the chest by the sword wind and rolled several feet away on the ground.

A large section of his chest caved in, and blood gushed out.

"Cough cough..."

Shen Buyan fell to the ground, covered in mud.

His eyes were bloodshot, making him look extremely frightening.

Yang Guo, carrying a heavy sword, stopped two zhang in front of him.

"Old man, weren't you bragging quite a bit earlier?"

Yang Guo kicked a pebble, which hit Shen Buyan's leg bone.

"Why are you lying down now?"

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang behind them breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle was almost a one-sided massacre.

Yang Guo's violent suppressive power gave the two women a strong sense of security.

Cheng Ying stared intently at Yang Guo's broad back.

The pure yang energy emanating from Yang Guo during the fight had made the mark within her extremely thirsty.

She really wanted to go over there right now and lean against this strong man's back.

To everyone's surprise, Shen Buyan, lying on the ground, did not show any fear.

Instead, the corners of his mouth turned upwards, forming a strange, sinister smile.

He was willing to take that sword blow just now in order to protect what he was carrying.

Despite losing his weapon, Shen Buyan did not admit defeat.

With a flick of his left wrist, the yellowed white bone flute reappeared in his hand.

This is not an ordinary flute at all, but a magical artifact he created by boiling human bones with the venom of dozens of poisonous insects.

Shen Buyan inhaled.

The excruciating pain in his chest made his face contort in agony.

He simply bit one end of the bone flute into his mouth.

All the remaining toxins and vital energy in the body rushed into the mouth.

He then blew the bone flute.

A sharp, eerie sound pierced the sky.