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

This snake king's inner core is the most yang and hot substance in the world. For those who cultivate poison arts, it is both a deadly poison and an unparalleled holy medicine for breaking through bottlenecks.

If it can be refined using secret methods, it can neutralize the accumulated cold toxins in the body, allowing the poison technique to advance to a higher level.

The White Camel Mountain Master sent two disciples to act separately, clearly to prevent them from embezzling funds. Such scenes of fratricide are commonplace in the martial arts world.

"Survive?"

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow and asked with a half-smile, "Didn't your senior brother tell you that you should assess your opponent before going out to rob something? Otherwise, you won't even know how you died."

Bai Yulang's expression changed: "Which senior brother of mine?"

"The one who plays the 'Ten Thousand Poisons Soul-Sealing Melody'."

Yang Guo casually remarked, "He's a bit older than you, his bone flute is a bit more worn out, and he talks a lot more nonsense. Want to see him? Go down and look for him; maybe you can make it in time. If you walk fast on the road to the Yellow Springs, you might still be able to catch up with him."

Bai Yulang's noodles twitched suddenly, and his aura instantly pressed forward.

His fingertips trembled slightly with true energy, and the surrounding air suddenly turned three degrees colder.

Shen Buyan entered the mountain before him, a fact known only to a few.

The fact that this young man could recite the "Ten Thousand Poisons Soul-Sealing Melody" means that the two of them have already met, and that Shen Buyan has most likely already been poisoned.

Yang Guo ignored him, took out a cloth bag from his pocket, and untied it with one hand.

A purplish-red inner core was clearly revealed.

The heat instantly dissipated, driving away all the surrounding moisture, and even the nearby snake carcasses emitted faint white steam.

This inner core was the size of a longan, with a strange red light flowing across its surface and faint flow of true energy within.

The pure yang energy rushed over, even dispelling the surrounding yin and cold energy.

The Bodhi Serpent is an unusual species, and this Serpent King has lived for over a hundred years, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth day and night. The pure yang power contained in its inner core is extremely vast.

Bai Yulang's gaze was fixed on the inner core, and his breathing became a little rapid.

This is an unparalleled treasure that can suppress the backlash of poisonous techniques and enhance cultivation.

The successive owners of White Camel Mountain have all suffered from the torment of cold poison due to their practice of poisonous arts, and their meridians have been in constant pain.

If this item can be offered to the master and refined into a pill using secret methods, it can neutralize the accumulated cold poison in the body and allow the poison technique to advance to a higher level.

As the direct disciple, if he can achieve such a great feat, his position as the young master of the manor will be as secure as Mount Tai, and no one will be able to shake his position.

"Hand it over!"

Bai Yulang drew his short sword from his waist. "I'll leave you all with intact corpses!"

Yang Guo raised his hand and casually stuffed the inner core along with the cloth bag into Cheng Ying's arms.

"Take it. If he gets it, you, as his fiancée, will lose face."

Cheng Ying trembled from the heat and quickly circulated the Qiankun Technique for half a cycle to channel the heat into the meridians of her palms before she could barely steady herself.

The pure yang energy flowed into her meridians through the Laogong acupoint, merging with the innate true energy that had just been gathered in her body, giving her the illusion of surging blood and qi.

Because of her hasty movements, her clothes were slightly disheveled, and she glared at Yang Guo with embarrassment and annoyance.

She knew in her heart that Yang Guo was using her as bait to force Bai Yulang to have murderous thoughts first and reveal his weakness.

When masters clash, if one's mind is disturbed, all moves will be full of flaws.

"want to?"

Yang Guo looked at Bai Yulang and said provocatively, "Come and get it yourself."

Bai Yulang saw that the inner core had fallen into the hands of a woman who had just broken through to the Innate Realm, and Yang Guo was extremely arrogant, so he could no longer restrain himself.

"court death!"

He touched the ground with his toes and suddenly rose into the air.

The Guanwai Lifting Technique emphasizes power generated from the forefoot, resulting in extremely fast short-distance attacks.

While he was still in mid-air, the short sword, gleaming with a poisonous blue light, was already aimed straight at Yang Guo's throat.

The sword strike was incredibly fast, its tip carrying a foul-smelling poison that sealed off Yang Guo's vital points.

The short sword sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Yang Guo stood still, without even drawing his heavy sword.

"Wushuang, it's up to you now."

Lu Wushuang had been holding back her anger for a long time. As soon as Bai Yulang made a move, she slid out along the ground.

The snake-like fox moves by keeping a low profile, specifically designed to counter this kind of light-footed skill that moves high and fast.

Her figure transformed into a blur of motion, gliding close to the ground, dodging the dagger's edge, and her curved blade slashed upwards, aiming straight for Bai Yulang's ankle.

This strike was delivered at an extremely tricky angle, precisely when Bai Yulang's old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated.

Bai Yulang was in mid-air, so he had to change his thrusting technique with his short sword to block the curved blade.

"clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and Bai Yulang used the force to flip back three zhang.

He looked down and saw that there was a chip on the blade of the short sword.

Lu Wushuang's willow-leaf scimitar was infused with the internal energy of the Yi Jin Duan Gu chapter, making it incomparably sharp.

Bai Yulang's short sword was made of fine steel, and ordinary weapons would break at the slightest touch, but it was chipped at this moment, which shows how powerful the opponent's true energy was.

He was slightly startled, put away his contempt, and circulated his true energy to his arms, causing his joints to crackle.

Lu Wushuang flicked his wrist, his curved saber pointing diagonally at the ground: "Is this all the direct descendant of White Camel Mountain is capable of?"

Bai Yulang didn't reply, but subtly flicked his left hand, and three fine needles shot out silently.

These poison needles are as thin as cow hair, coated with potent poison, and are specifically designed to break through the body's protective qi.

The fine needle was almost invisible in the dim light, heading straight for Lu Wushuang's face.

"Peerless, use the needle to ascend the plate!"

Cheng Ying, who was behind, saw through it at a glance and spoke up to remind her.

Although she did not participate in the battle, her perception at the Innate Realm far surpassed that of ordinary people, and she could not escape the eyes of even the slightest changes in the airflow.

Lu Wushuang moved at the sound, sliding her body to the left.

Three poisoned needles pierced the stone wall where she had been standing, their tips trembling slightly as they dripped black venom.

The stone wall was corroded by the venom, making a hissing sound and emitting a wisp of blue smoke.

Bai Yulang realized that things were getting tricky.

The girl wielding the knife had an extremely stable lower body, and her knife strikes were all aimed at her legs and feet. Her moves were dense, ruthless, and completely devoid of any fancy techniques.

The woman next to him who held the inner core had sharp eyes and could always see through his tricks, clearly demonstrating a profound understanding of martial arts techniques.

The man carrying the heavy sword didn't take him seriously at all, and didn't even bother to draw his weapon.

The feeling of being used as a whetstone made his chest feel tight, and his killing intent grew stronger.

He no longer held back, tucked the bone flute back into his waistband, and unleashed the White Camel Mountain Snake Shadow Step.

His steps formed arcs, alternating between feints and real attacks, specifically targeting the weaknesses in Lu Wushuang's old leg technique.

This footwork is unpredictable and elusive. When executed, the body sways and transforms into a venomous snake lurking in the sand, making it impossible to discern the true nature of the user.

Each step he took left a trail of afterimages, confusing his opponent's vision.

However, Lu Wushuang had eaten nine snake gallbladders and cultivated the Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian (a traditional Chinese medicine text), so his left leg was no longer the burden it once was.

The power of snake gall strengthened her meridians, while the Yi Jin Duan Gu chapter made her internal energy continuous and inexhaustible.

She completely ignored the afterimages, relying entirely on her intuition and the flow of energy, each swing of her sword aimed at Bai Yulang's inevitable path.

The two exchanged more than ten blows in an instant, and the aftershocks of their clashing true energy sent all the snake corpses on the ground flying.

Not only did Bai Yulang not gain any advantage, but half of the leather on his boots was also cut off, revealing the specially made metal armor inside.

"You bitch!"

Bai Yulang roared and thrust his short sword seven times, targeting Lu Wushuang's major acupoints on her upper body, including Jianjing and Tanzhong, intending to force her to raise her body so that he could use the poisoned needles to block her retreat.

The seven swords were thrust out in succession, their shadows overlapping, completely enveloping Lu Wushuang's upper body.

Each sword strike contained hidden poison; even before the sword energy arrived, the stench was enough to make one dizzy.

Lu Wushuang gritted his teeth, refusing to lift his body. He used his Snake-like Leopard Flip to spin halfway around the ground, then used his curved blade to slash at Bai Yulang's knee.

This move results in mutual destruction; it's a reckless, suicidal tactic.

If Bai Yulang insists on stabbing her vital point, his own legs will be severed at the root.

He felt a chill run down his spine and dared not fight head-on, so he had no choice but to forcibly sheathe his sword and retreat.

The two men clashed, each taking a step back.

"Wushuang, don't chase his shadow, watch his forefoot."

Yang Guo casually pointed out, "The White Camel Mountain's lightness skill always starts with the front palm. No matter how many feints he takes, the moment he puts his weight on his foot will definitely land firmly. As long as you watch the moment he lands, his movement technique will break down on its own."

"clear!"

Lu Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he gripped the knife even tighter.

Bai Yulang's face turned ashen with rage: "What kind of skill is it to stand by and offer advice? If you have the guts, draw your sword and fight me!"

Yang Guo patted his heavy sword and sneered, "If I were to make a move, you wouldn't even see the second one. Letting her play with you is already giving your master face. If you can't even defeat her, you should go back to the Western Regions and stop making a fool of yourself here."

These words completely ignited Bai Yulang's murderous intent.

He twisted his body, his white robes becoming a blur, and his short sword stabbed out viciously from the side.

This sword strike was imbued with his full inner energy; the azure poisonous light on the blade surged three inches, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Lu Wushuang cleared his mind of all distractions and stared intently at the spot where the ball of his foot would land. The instant the ball of his foot touched the ground, his scimitar shot out like a viper's tongue.

Swords flashed and shadows danced in the open space littered with snake corpses, and the battle instantly intensified.