A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

Qiu Chuji stood outside the great formation with his hands behind his back. As an elder, he respected his status and refused to bully the younger generation or force them to attack.

Zhao Zhijing shrank to the side, pretending to take care of Zhen Zhibing, using this as an excuse to avoid facing Xiaolongnu directly.

Those besieging Xiaolongnu at this moment were merely unknown third and fourth generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

Although this Big Dipper Formation was formed by a junior and is far less exquisite than the Seven Masters of Quanzhen when they joined forces, it is by no means an ordinary formation that is merely overrated.

Although Xiaolongnu's martial arts skills had long been among the best in the world, she could only barely hold on and fight back when trapped in this formation.

The wind rustled through the pines, carrying a biting chill.

Xiaolongnu's white clothes were already covered with dust brought by the mountain wind. She gripped her long sword tightly with one hand, her eyes cold and showing no fear.

"Witch! You colluded with the Mongol bandits to harm my senior brother! Surrender at once!"

The leading disciple in the formation shouted angrily. Before he finished speaking, his long sword was already drawn. The disciple of the Tian Shu position took the lead and attacked, aiming straight for her left shoulder. The disciples of the Tian Xuan and Tian Ji positions followed closely behind, their sword moves linked together, instantly blocking her escape route to the left and right.

Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang and other disciples attacked at the same time. The seven of them moved as one, and the next move followed immediately after the previous one. Their moves were closely connected and left no gaps.

Xiaolongnu's toes sprinted across the ground, her figure graceful and elegant, her white clothes whiter than snow. She twirled and dodged amidst the layers of sword shadows, barely managing to dodge this round of consecutive killing moves.

He parried left and right with his sword, the crisp sound of metal clashing ringing out incessantly.

However, although her swordplay was agile, graceful, and exquisite, she was always trapped by the tight formation and could not break free.

Whenever she attacked one of the people in the formation, the other six would immediately fill in to protect her. The sword net was layered and became increasingly tight. Even with her unparalleled swordsmanship, it was difficult for her to break through the solid defense of the seven people who seemed to be one.

Surrounding her were several third and fourth generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, arranged in different formations, taking turns to deplete her internal energy.

Although these disciples' internal strength was far inferior to that of Xiaolongnu, they had the advantage of large numbers and excellent teamwork.

Its sword energy rose and fell incessantly, completely sealing off the space within a few feet around Xiaolongnu, even the brief moments of breathing were constantly being compressed.

Xiaolongnu's eyes gradually turned serious, and her breathing became rapid.

She gathered her inner energy and slowly circulated the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, looking around to try and find the flaw in the array's core.

However, the Big Dipper Formation is based on the positions of the seven stars of the Big Dipper, and its formation is complex and varied, with the whole formation affected by the slightest change.

She made several probing attacks, but not only did she fail to find any weaknesses in the formation, her internal energy was also being depleted more and more due to the prolonged attacks.

Seeing her fatigue, the leading disciple's eyes flashed with even greater sternness, and he immediately commanded in a deep voice, "Form the Seven Stars Returning to Position Stance!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the seven people in the formation stepped forward at the same time, their figures shifting and changing. Tian Shu moved to Tian Xuan, Tian Quan switched to Yu Heng, and the entire formation suddenly contracted. The sword formation tightened instantly, and the seven longswords gathered their power at the same time. The sword energy merged into a sharp and incomparable force, which pierced straight out.

The vital points on Xiaolongnu's body were firmly locked by this force.

Although this attack was the result of the combined power of only seven junior disciples, and was far less powerful than the combined might of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen's formation, it was still not something an ordinary expert could easily withstand.

Knowing that there was no way to avoid it at this moment, Xiaolongnu immediately let out a soft shout and suddenly shook her wrist.

Her sword flashed unpredictably as she unleashed the most exquisite defensive move in the Jade Maiden Sword Technique.

She wielded her Lady's Sword, the sword shadows crisscrossing before her, instantly forming an impenetrable wall of swords, forcefully meeting the combined attack head-on.

Even with her exquisite swordsmanship, the Jade Maiden Sword Technique was no match for the combined might of the Big Dipper Formation.

Several crisp, piercing metallic clangs rang out, and Xiaolongnu felt a powerful combined force surge into her body through the sword's spine, rushing straight into her meridians.

She groaned, her chest heaving violently, a trickle of blood slowly spilling from the corner of her mouth. She could no longer stand steadily and stumbled back three steps before barely managing to regain her footing.

She immediately circulated her remaining internal energy, forcibly suppressing the surging blood and the metallic taste in her throat. Before she could even regulate her breathing and adjust her posture, the Yao Guang disciples in the formation seized this fleeting opening, their longswords flashing like lightning as they thrust straight at her.

Little Dragon Girl hurriedly turned to dodge, but was still a fraction too slow. The sharp sword instantly pierced her sleeve, leaving a deep wound on her fair arm.

The pristine white gauze dress was instantly stained crimson with blood, and drops of blood fell into the dust at her feet, blooming into tragically beautiful red flowers.

In the long and fierce battle, Xiaolongnu was eventually caught off guard and seriously injured.

Zhen Zhibing, standing to the side, felt a sudden tightness in his heart, as if the sword was cutting into his own body, causing him unbearable pain.

He involuntarily took a step forward, wanting to stop him, but Zhao Zhijing reacted quickly, grabbing him tightly and hissing, "Zhen Zhibing, what do you think you're doing? This is a golden opportunity to win over this woman; you absolutely mustn't go and cause trouble!"

Zhen Zhibing struggled desperately to break free from Zhao Zhijing's grip, but his martial arts skills were already inferior to Zhao Zhijing's, and now he had injured an arm. He felt that Zhao Zhijing's palm was like an iron clamp, locking him firmly and making him unable to move at all.

Qiu Chuji, his face contorted with complex emotions, gazed at the blood-soaked white-clad figure within the formation. Finally, he let out a long sigh and murmured:

"How could it come to this? How could it come to this?"

At this moment, Xiaolongnu in the formation felt a sharp pain in her arm, her body swayed slightly, and even her fair hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Her eyes remained cold as ice as she slowly surveyed the Quanzhen Sect disciples who were closing in on her, a wave of sadness rising in her heart.

"Am I to die here today? I really can't bear to part with Guo'er. I wonder what Guo'er will think when he sees my corpse after he goes down the mountain."

Thinking of Yang Guo, she unconsciously gripped the sword in her hand even tighter.

She gritted her teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in her arm, and once again circulated the inner power of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, solidifying her aura once more, causing her overall presence to surge.

If her injuries hadn't not fully healed, how could she have ended up in such a sorry state today?

If Yang Guo were here now, she and her disciple could surely break through this formation and escape the encirclement by using their combined swords.

Xiaolongnu secretly made up her mind that if she could survive today, she would take revenge a hundredfold in the future and make sure that the entire Quanzhen Sect would never have a peaceful day again.

All she ever wanted was to live a peaceful and simple life with Yang Guo, but why did Heaven treat her this way?

At this moment, she had no time to think any further. The Quanzhen Sect disciples had already closed in again, their sword tassels flying, their sword energy clashing, chilling and piercing.

The Big Dipper Formation tightened once more, and the incomparably sharp sword energy completely enveloped Xiaolongnu.

Xiaolongnu gripped the Lady's Sword tightly, a resolute glint in her eyes, ready for a desperate fight.