Yang Guo: I defied death and reached the heavens in The Return of the Condor Heroes

Caught in a pincer attack, Ouyang Feng was furious and his anger trembled, his chest filled with boundless malice.

He let out a strange howl, his limbs braced against the ground, his cheeks bulging high, and bursts of frog croaks erupted one after another.

The sound grew louder and louder, causing the air in the alley to tremble slightly.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong's expressions changed drastically upon seeing this, and they shouted in unison:

"Master, be careful!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Ouyang Feng was the first to strike!

He pushed off the ground with both legs, his body flying straight at Ke Zhen'e's face like a cannonball.

He pushed his palms out, and the wind from his palms, carrying with it a chilling, fishy smell, rushed towards him.

Ke Zhen'e, hearing the commotion, quickly raised his staff to block the attack.

Unfortunately, his internal strength was worlds apart from Ouyang Feng's; even if he were twenty years younger, he would still find it difficult to match the Five Greats' cultivation.

Now that I am old and frail, I am no match for them.

He barely managed to block the blow.

The iron staff immediately flew out of his hand, his tiger's mouth split open, and his body staggered backward.

If it weren't for a lifetime of fighting experience that allowed him to instinctively deflect most of the force by turning to the side, this blow would have already shattered his heart meridian.

"Master!"

Guo Jing roared angrily.

He shifted his body to block Ke Zhen'e, and unleashed both palms simultaneously!

The move "Dragon Appears in the Field" is extremely powerful and fierce. The powerful palm force sweeps in all directions, causing the surrounding airflow to ripple and surge. The force is not restrained at all, and the immense pressure is pressing directly in front of the body.

Ouyang Feng dared not slacken in the slightest and spun around to raise his palm to resist.

Guo Jing's powerful and unparalleled Dragon Subduing Palm force collided violently with Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill!

A tremendous tremor resounded throughout the alleyways.

The powerful palm strike spread outwards, and everyone around was forced back by the strong shockwave.

Several cracks immediately appeared in the brick walls on both sides of the alley, and broken soil and brick fragments fell down in a flurry.

This time, Guo Jing was truly enraged, and his palm strikes were powerful and fierce.

The domineering force surged forth like a raging sea, pouring out in full force.

Ouyang Feng's Toad Style Kung Fu, with its fierce and powerful force, met Guo Jing's palm strike head-on.

The internal energy of the Reverse Nine Yin Manual flows unpredictably and unpredictably, and most of Guo Jing's palm force was skillfully deflected by it.

The two figures clashed repeatedly in the narrow alley, locked in a fierce battle.

Huang Rong quickly stepped forward and steadily caught Ke Zhen'e as he stumbled backward.

He pressed several acupoints with his fingertips to stabilize his churning blood and qi, and then took out several Nine-Flower Jade Dew Pills from his bosom and fed them to him.

Holding a jade-green dog-beating stick, he pointed it diagonally at Ouyang Feng, the tip of the stick fixed and motionless, his guard extremely high.

Guo Jing and Ouyang Feng fought for several rounds.

The two men clashed palms, locked in a standoff for a moment, and were each forced back half a step by the other's powerful force.

The two were evenly matched in terms of internal strength, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

Guo Jing looked up at Ouyang Feng.

The other person's cloudy old eyes also looked at him with a hint of surprise.

Both of them were secretly alarmed by each other's formidable internal strength.

Guo Jing thought to himself.

"Ouyang Feng practiced the Nine Yin Manual in reverse for more than ten years. Although he became mentally unstable, his internal strength improved considerably."

"If I had not diligently cultivated myself over the years, I would probably not be able to contend with him today."

Ouyang Feng, looking dazed, slowly spoke:

"Boy, could you be the Zhang Wuji that Ke'er mentioned?"

"To be able to fight me to a standstill, he is several times better than that old scoundrel from before."

"Come on, let's have a few more rounds!"

Guo Jing immediately responded loudly:

"I have never met the person Mr. Ouyang mentioned."

"Today you have injured my master, so I, Guo, will not let you go, lest you cause further trouble."

The words had barely left his mouth.

Guo Jing stepped onto the bluestone slab with his left foot, leaving a half-inch deep indentation.

He drew an arc with his right palm, which was the "Regretful Dragon" move from the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

The palm strike began slowly, but suddenly surged forward halfway through, with a low, dragon-like roar faintly heard in the wind emanating from it.

Ouyang Feng lay prone on all fours, his throat croaking incessantly.

He remained still and waited for the right moment to strike, crouching low and gathering his strength.

The moves appear ordinary, but they contain the accumulated power of the Toad Style Kung Fu. The true energy in the body is gathered to the extreme, and once it bursts forth, the force is more than a thousand pounds.

Taking advantage of his concentration and gathering of strength, Huang Rong launched a surprise attack from the flank.

Stepping on the Peach Blossom Island Spirit Turtle Footwork, his body moved like a fish, skimming the ground and darting about, his movements unpredictable and shifting left and right.

Ouyang Feng unleashed two palm strikes, both of which only struck afterimages.

Before Huang Rong even arrived, her emerald green dog-beating stick had already been unleashed.

He used the "tripping technique" of the dog-beating stick, sweeping the stick horizontally along the ground and aiming the tip at the opponent's calf.

Ouyang Feng leaped into the air to dodge, but she suddenly changed her moves, switching to the "Chopping Technique," and struck his Baihui acupoint with her staff from mid-air.

With no leverage in mid-air, Ouyang Feng could only raise his palms high to block.

Struck hard by the stick, he fell to the ground, his feet landing on the ground to dissipate the momentum, and the two blue bricks beneath his feet shattered with a crack.

As soon as Ouyang Feng landed, Huang Rong unleashed a barrage of staff attacks.

He then used the "Guiding Technique," lightly sticking the tip of his staff to Ouyang Feng's arm, using the force to pull him and causing him to tilt.

Before he could even regulate his breathing, the "Poke Word Technique" followed immediately, a point of green light piercing straight into the Jianjing acupoint.

The Dog-Beating Stick Technique is based on eight principles: tripping, chopping, entangling, stabbing, picking, leading, sealing, and turning.

Huang Rong unleashed all her skills.

The "Entanglement Technique" binds and locks the enemy's body; the "Sealing Technique" cuts off all escape routes; and the "Turning Technique" uses the enemy's strength to counterattack.

Each strike was not a brute-force attack; the moves were interconnected, forcing Ouyang Feng to constantly parry and leaving him unable to defend himself.

He was attacked from both sides by Guo Jing's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and Huang Rong's Dog-Beating Staff Technique.

Ouyang Feng was struggling to stay afloat, and the croaking in his throat became increasingly rapid, completely lacking his previous composure and only showing the restlessness of a trapped beast struggling.

Suddenly, he looked up and let out a sharp roar.

His cheeks bulged to the extreme, and his body seemed to be filled with true energy, slightly expanding, which was the full-force burst of the Toad Stance.

Ignoring the depletion of his meridians, he pushed his internal energy to its peak and swept his palms wildly in all directions, unleashing a foul and malevolent aura.

Guo Jing did not retreat an inch. He took a deep breath of his inner energy and formed a circular energy circle in front of his body with both palms.

The powerful palm force of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and the gentle internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual merge and intertwine in both palms.

This was the result of his more than ten years of arduous cultivation on Peach Blossom Island.

Throughout the world, there are very few who can cultivate these two supreme martial arts to the highest level and integrate them into one.

Guo Jing stomped his left foot forward heavily, causing the bluestone slab beneath his feet to crack inch by inch, and his palm strike suddenly changed.

He pushed his palms forward flat, a simple and unadorned move without any fancy variations.

However, in this push, the force of the Dragon Subduing Palm was as fierce as Mount Tai pressing down, while the internal energy of the Nine Yin Manual was as gentle as a deep-sea current.

One force and one gentleness, one yin and one yang, one light and one dark, coalesced into an irresistible, powerful wall of energy that burst forth.

Ouyang Feng felt a force that was both powerful and strange penetrate his arms and invade his internal organs.

He grunted and staggered back several steps, each step leaving spiderweb-like cracks on the bluestone.

Before he could regain his footing, Huang Rong had already darted close.

The tip of the dog-beating stick in his hand trembled slightly, turning into three points of green light, which pierced Ouyang Feng's throat, Tanzhong, and Qihai acupoints respectively.

This move, "Beating Two Dogs with a Stick," originally only targets two vital points, but Huang Rong secretly added another move, with the remaining bit of blue light directly piercing the acupoint on Ouyang Feng's left shoulder where the meridians were flowing backward.

Ouyang Feng's internal organs were invaded by Guo Jing's palm strike, which combined both strength and gentleness, causing unbearable pain and swelling throughout his body's meridians.

He dared not continue fighting her, but took advantage of the momentum from Huang Rong's blow.

With a strange whistle from its throat, it twisted and turned in mid-air in a bizarre manner before leaping to the low wall at the alley entrance.

He stood precariously atop the wall, glancing back hastily.

He didn't look back at Guo Jing or Huang Rong, but instead turned to look at Yang Guo.

As the setting sun cast its rays, a myriad of emotions surged within a pair of dim, old eyes—a mixture of stubbornness, resentment, and desolation.

It seemed as if she wanted to etch the boy's face deep into her heart and steal it away, yet she feared that if she gazed at him any longer, she would be unable to let go and would find it difficult to leave.

A hint of resentment lurked in his eyes, and he roared hoarsely:

"Ke'er, your uncle is no match for this man today. I will come back to find you when my divine skills are fully mastered!"