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

The shrill sound of the flute was like countless insects scratching at my eardrums.

The tune was extremely strange, completely devoid of any melody.

Each sound was precisely timed to the intervals between heartbeats.

Lu Wushuang was the first to give up.

She was already suffering from internal injuries, and as soon as the sound of the bone flute entered her ears, the true energy in her Tanzhong acupoint immediately became chaotic.

Her knees buckled, and she knelt directly on the gravel.

He gripped his clothes tightly with both hands, opened his mouth wide but couldn't breathe, and his face turned purple.

"My lord... I feel so bad in my chest, I can't breathe..."

Lu Wushuang managed to utter a few words.

Cheng Ying's situation was even worse.

She already practiced the Pure Spirit Internal Energy Technique, and this sound wave was specifically designed to counter her mental cultivation method.

An extremely unbearable heat surged up my tailbone and straight to the back of my head.

Cheng Ying's legs went weak, her body swayed, and she fell directly to the ground.

Yang Guo reacted swiftly, spreading his arms wide.

With his left arm around Lu Wushuang's waist and his right arm supporting Cheng Ying's back, he held the two of them tightly in his arms.

At the same time, his right foot was firmly planted on the broken snake tendon whip, preventing Shen Buyan from having any chance to retract it.

"I'm here, what's the panic?"

Yang Guo's voice was extremely steady.

The red and black primordial energy beads in his dantian spun wildly.

Two streams of true energy, one pure yang and one pure yin, surged out simultaneously and flowed into the bodies of the two women through their palms.

Lu Wushuang's internal energy was quickly restored, and her breathing gradually returned to normal.

The mark within Cheng Ying's body was forcibly suppressed by Yang Guo's domineering Qiankun Technique true energy.

The heat subsided, replaced by a feeling of dependence that made her feel weak all over.

Cheng Ying leaned against Yang Guo's broad chest, biting her lip, her voice trembling.

"Brother Yang, don't worry about me. This old poisoner's sound attack is wicked. You need to take care of yourself. Go kill him first..."

Yang Guo glanced down at her, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his lips.

"Butler Cheng, you want me to abandon you all and go play the hero?"

"How will you survive in the underworld after this?"

Yang Guo tightened his arms around them.

"Besides, his lousy tune isn't even as good as the speakers used by those square-dancing grandmas. He thinks he can hurt me?"

Yang Guo raised his Nine Yin Manual to his throat and roared at Shen Buyan.

"You old scoundrel, what kind of hellish tune are you playing?"

"You couldn't even find the right pitch, your voice cracked, did you hear that!"

"With lung capacity like that, you dare to come out and sing for money?"

Shen Buyan stood two zhang away, his hand holding the bone flute trembling slightly.

His "Ten Thousand Poisons Soul-Capturing Melody," played with a bone flute, would cause even a master at the early stage of the Innate Realm to have their true energy thrown into chaos after just a few breaths.

But this shirtless young man not only acted as if nothing had happened, but he was even able to protect the two women!

What alarmed him even more was that the opponent's powerful internal energy was able to drown out the sound of his bone flute.

"Who exactly are you?"

Shen Buyan put down the bone flute, his eyes filled with uncertain emotions.

He tried to pull hard on the snake-tendon whip in his hand, but found that Yang Guo had stepped on the whip so firmly that he couldn't pull it at all.

Shen Buyan decisively released his grip, abandoning the weapon he had been using to protect himself.

"Since you're not afraid of this seductive melody, then let you try something else."

Shen Buyan chuckled twice, then leaped backward, landing on a protruding rock face beside him.

He looked down at Yang Guo and brought the bone flute to his lips again.

This time, the flute music changed.

It was no longer a sharp, piercing noise, but a deep, resonant hum.

The sound wasn't directed at Yang Guo and his companions, but rather pierced through the waterfall's curtain of water and reached the depths of the icy pool.

As the flute music began, the surface of the cold pool started to churn violently.

The once icy cold water now seemed to be boiling, with large swathes of white bubbles rising to the surface.

The water flowing down the waterfall was forcibly pushed aside by a huge force surging from the bottom of the pool, splashing water everywhere.

"roar!"

A very unpleasant hiss came from the bottom of the water.

Immediately afterwards, a giant python, as thick as a water bucket and covered with golden scales, shot up from the bottom of the pool!

This is the severely injured Bodhi-Qu Snake King.

There was a long sword wound on its abdomen, with the flesh torn up, which was the one Yang Guo had slashed during the day.

At this moment, the snake king's eyes were bloodshot, its fleshy horns on its head bulged high, and its whole body exuded a violent and bloodthirsty aura.

It was thoroughly enraged by the sound of the flute.

Shen Buyan stood on the rock wall and laughed triumphantly.

"Kid, aren't you supposed to be strong?"

"Aren't you the one who can protect women?"

"I'll see what you're going to use to stop this mad snake king today!"

Shen Buyan pointed at the giant snake in the cold pool, his tone full of greed.

"I've been guarding this valley for five years, waiting for this beast to form its inner core!"

"It was injured while shedding its skin a few days ago and is currently hiding at the bottom of the pool to recover."

"I was worried about how to force it out, but you've arrived just in time!"

"Once you've been exhausted by this beast, I'll come back to harvest the snake king's inner core, and while I'm at it, I'll take those two cauldrons with me!"

"Kid, you can stay here and feed the snakes with all that fat!"

Upon hearing these words, Yang Guo was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed out loud.

"Old man, your scheme is so well-known that even the pigs in Xiangyang can hear it."

Yang Guo released the two women and bent down to pick up the heavy black iron sword from the ground.

"You want to use me as a free laborer? You should at least find out what my status is in the underworld."

Shen Buyan sneered, "Still being stubborn even when you're about to die!"

"I am a descendant of White Camel Mountain, and my master is the Thousand-Handed Butcher!"

"My poison techniques are unparalleled in the world; you are destined to die here today!"

"White Camel Mountain?"

Yang Guo's eyes turned cold.

He knew from reading novels in his previous life that Ouyang Feng's White Camel Mountain did indeed have some messy side branches, and it was said that his godfather Ouyang Feng had even slept with his sister-in-law back then.

But to use the name of White Camel Mountain to do such despicable things outside is clearly a slap in the face to his godfather!

"So they were the unworthy descendants left behind by my godfather."

Yang Guo slung the heavy sword over his shoulder and pointed at Shen Buyan, cursing him.

"With your inhuman, ghost-like appearance, how dare you mention White Camel Mountain?"

"Your so-called Thousand-Handed Butcher's master is probably just a petty thief!"

"Today, I'll clean house for old man Ouyang and tear you apart, bone by bone, to burn as firewood!"

Shen Buyan's sore spot was hit, and his expression changed drastically. He then blew the bone flute again.

The flute music became urgent, and the raging snake king received the command. Its massive body twisted violently, creating a spray of water, and it pounced directly at Yang Guo.

Its gaping maw opened, revealing two rows of pale white fangs, and a foul stench assaulted the senses.

"Wushuang, Steward Cheng, step back behind Brother Eagle!"

Yang Guo shouted loudly.

Knowing that staying would only cause trouble, Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying helped each other and quickly retreated to the eagle's wings.

The Divine Eagle spread its enormous wings, protecting them tightly behind it, and at the same time let out a high-pitched cry, seemingly cheering on Yang Guo.

Yang Guo gripped the sword hilt with both hands, his legs slightly apart, and assumed a horse stance.

The snake king was enormous and incredibly fast.

If you turn and run away, it will catch up and bite you in two.

The only way is to confront them head-on!

Just as the snake king was about to bite him, Yang Guo did not directly use his sword to cut off the snake king's head.

The beast's scales were incredibly hard; forcibly slashing at it would only injure one's own hand.

He recalled his experience practicing swordsmanship under the waterfall during the day: the pressure of the water flow could be used as leverage, and the impact of this giant snake could be used in the same way!

Yang Guo used his waist and hips to thrust his body to the left, avoiding the snake king's direct bite.

At the same time, he gripped the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword tightly with both hands, the spine of the sword precisely pressed against the Snake King's thick neck.

"Get out of my way!"

Yang Guo shouted loudly, pouring all his Nine Yin Manual energy into his arms.

Using the immense momentum of the snake king's forward charge, he pressed down and pulled it with his heavy sword.

The snake king's head was tilted by the force and slammed heavily into a boulder next to it.

A deafening roar!

The boulder, weighing at least a thousand pounds, was smashed to pieces, with fragments flying everywhere.

The snake king let out a painful hiss, and its massive body rolled wildly on the ground.

Yang Guo did not stop. He pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped high into the air. The Xuan Tie Heavy Sword whistled through the air and smashed directly at the snake king's vital spot.

Although the snake king was in a berserk state, its wild instincts allowed it to sense the danger.

It swung its thick tail violently, creating a whistling sound, and lashed it hard at Yang Guo in mid-air.

The force of that tail is enough to snap a large tree in half!

Yang Guo was in mid-air, with nowhere to hide.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he decided to stop dodging!

The red and black primordial energy beads circulated wildly within his dantian. He concentrated all his true energy in front of his chest, and the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword stood horizontally in his way.

"Bang!"

The snake's tail lashed heavily against the greatsword.

Yang Guo felt a numbness in his arms, and an overwhelming force was transmitted through the sword.

He was sent flying backward by the blow, tumbling twice in the air.

After landing, it slid backward for another five or six zhang (approximately 10-15 meters) until its back hit an old tree and it stopped.

The old tree trunk gave a muffled thud, and the leaves fell with a rustling sound.

"My lord!"

Lu Wushuang screamed from afar, tears streaming down her face.

Cheng Ying's face was also deathly pale, her hands tightly clenched together.

Yang Guo spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, shook his numb arm, and strode back.

"What are you shouting for?"

Yang Guo glared at Lu Wushuang.

"That's not even enough strength for me to do gua sha!"

Not only was he unharmed, but he also felt that the true energy within his body, which had become slightly agitated due to the breakthrough, was made even more solid by the pull of the tail.

It was the hardness of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, combined with the protection of the Nine Yin True Qi, that allowed him to withstand this fatal blow!

Shen Buyan, standing on the rock wall, nearly popped his eyes out when he saw this.

He thought that even if this attack didn't kill Yang Guo, it would at least seriously injure him and make him vomit blood. Who knew that this kid would stand up again as if nothing had happened!

"How did this kid train his body?"

Shen Buyan gritted his teeth, raised the bone flute again, and prepared to continue using sonic manipulation to control the snake king to launch an attack.

Yang Guo looked up at Shen Buyan on the rock wall, his eyes cold.

"Old man, blowing around with that broken pipe, does he really think he's a conductor?"

Yang Guo held the heavy sword in one hand, the tip of the sword carving a deep trench in the ground.

"You want me to work for you for free?"

"Even if you blow your lungs out of the house today, I'll still twist your head off and use it as a football!"

Yang Guo's words revealed an undisguised killing intent.

After rolling around on the ground a few times, the snake king coiled itself up again and raised its head high.

Its crimson eyes were fixed on Yang Guo, and its mouth kept spitting out scarlet tongues.

The venom dripped from the fangs onto the ground, making a piercing, corrosive sound.

The man and the snake, separated by several meters, were locked in a brief standoff.