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

Yang Guo barely managed to block Li Mochou's first wave of attacks, but Li Mochou quickly withdrew her whisk and flung out two Ice Soul Silver Needles from her sleeve.

"Brother Yang, be careful!"

Zhang Huai shouted and swung the iron rod in his hand. The iron rod looked clumsy but was actually incredibly fast, directly shattering the silver needles that were flying towards him.

Li Mochou glanced at him curiously. She hadn't sensed any internal energy in Zhang Huai before, and assumed he was just an ordinary person, so she hadn't paid him any attention.

"Oh? Interesting."

It should be noted that her silver needles were made of black iron and were indestructible. Yet this man she had never met before was able to shatter them, which made Li Mochou take it seriously.

"Let me see what you're capable of!"

After saying that, Li Mochou's whisk swept towards Zhang Huai and tightly wrapped around the black iron rod.

Just as she was about to exert her strength to fling the iron rod in Zhang Huai's hand away, she found that no matter how hard she tried, she could not budge the iron rod at all, as if she were wrestling with the entire earth.

Zhang Huai reacted very quickly, immediately pulling with both arms to try and drag Li Mochou over.

Li Mochou felt herself stagger forward and quickly loosened her whisk from the iron rod. Just as she tried to regain her balance, Yang Guo, standing beside her, wouldn't give her the chance.

Yang Guo deftly twirled his sword and thrust it toward Li Mochou's face.

Li Mochou was blinded by the sword flashes and could only roll on the ground to quickly distance herself from Yang Guo.

Yang Guo and Zhang Huai stood side by side, while Li Mochou, who was opposite them, finally managed to stand up, her hair disheveled, looking utterly wretched.

"Hahaha! The beautiful woman has turned into Harley Quinn!"

Yang Guo laughed heartily, and Zhang Huai, standing beside him, said, "Old widow, run for your life! You're no match for me and Brother Yang!"

"You called me an old widow?"

Li Mochou's eyes suddenly turned extremely resentful.

Yang Guo nudged Zhang Huai with his shoulder and said, "Brother Zhang, you're doomed. She hates being called a widow. She was hurt in love when she was young and is still a virgin."

Zhang Huai feigned fear and said, "Ah? An old maid? If you're feeling repressed, don't come to my brother and me. Brother Yang already has someone he loves, and I swear I won't be troubled by love."

Li Mochou ignored their taunts, instead staring intently at them with a vicious glint in her eyes. She hadn't expected this nobody to possess such incredible power, which was why they had gained the upper hand. However, she wouldn't hold back any longer!

She had already decided how to deal with the two: Yang Guo's hands and feet would be cut off and used to exchange for the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra with Xiaolongnu; as for this Zhang Huai, his tendons and skin would be torn off and his genitals would be fed to dogs.

Li Mochou waved her whisk, and the silver threads scattered like flowers, obscuring the two people's vision.

"Brother Zhang, be careful!"

Before the words were even finished, countless silver needles flew out from the silver threads.

Before Zhang Huai could react, Yang Guo grabbed his clothes, and the two hid behind a boulder.

The silver needle pierced the boulder, immediately creating holes on its surface, which scattered stone dust, and soon the forest was filled with dust and smoke.

"Hmph! Don't think that just because you're hiding behind the rocks, I can't do anything to you two!"

Li Mochou swung her whisk, which, propelled by her powerful internal energy, struck the boulder heavily.

"Bang!"

The boulder was shattered into pieces, and Yang Guo and Zhang Huai, who were hiding behind it, were violently sent flying.

Zhang Huai's clothes were torn to shreds by the gravel, but his skin underneath was completely unharmed.

But Yang Guo wasn't faring so well. His clothes were also torn, his skin was slashed and bleeding, and his face was covered in small wounds. Although his injuries weren't serious, he looked extremely disheveled.

"Brother Zhang, I've dragged you into this. Li Mochou is after me. I'll hold her off while you seize the opportunity to escape."

"I'm not leaving! We'll leave together! Don't you want to see Miss Long again?"

Zhang Huai's words plunged Yang Guo into memories, recalling the wonderful times he spent with his aunt. Although those years in the Ancient Tomb were shrouded in darkness, they were the happiest and most carefree days of his life.

At this point, the plot had completely deviated from the original story. Zhang Huai didn't know what would happen next, nor could he be sure whether Yang Guo's protagonist aura would protect him and allow him to survive.

Seeing Yang Guo's resolute appearance, and knowing that he had only known him for a day, yet was willing to risk his life to save him, Zhang Huai felt his blood boil.

He also wanted a good fight and to go wild, especially since the two of them weren't without a chance of winning.

His cultivation at the Blood Transformation Realm endowed him with formidable strength and an indestructible body. As long as Yang Guo could briefly restrain Li Mochou, he could seize the opportunity to kill her with a single blow!

Yang Guo snapped out of his thoughts, "Alright! Brother Zhang, let's fight this female demon together!"

Li Mochou's eyes were full of mockery and ridicule.

"Ha, don't put on that brotherly show in front of me. Neither of you will escape today!"

"Alright, you devil! Then give it a try!"

Yang Guo slightly bent his knees, his center of gravity suddenly shifted, and his back arched like a toad gathering its strength. His palms faced down, his five fingers formed claws, and his blood and qi surged throughout his body, a powerful force rushing from his dantian to his limbs and bones.

Zhang Huai's clothes fluttered wildly in the strong wind, and Li Mochou's hair was also blown around, making her look like a demon.

A deafening, eerie sound rang out—"Croak!"

Yang Guo's eyes suddenly widened, and he lunged at Li Mochou.

Zhang Huai gripped the iron rod tightly, staring intently at the two, searching for an opportunity to attack and prepare to deliver a fatal blow to Li Mochou.

Li Mochou was startled by Yang Guo's sudden attack. She leaned backward, pushed off the ground with one foot, and slid rapidly backward.

She swung her whisk to block Yang Guo's attack. Once she had created some distance between herself and Yang Guo, she immediately found an opening and struck him hard in the chest with her whisk.

"Quack?"

Yang Guo was sent flying, leaving Zhang Huai, who was standing to the side, dumbfounded.

isn't it?

Zhang Huai thought Yang Guo had a powerful move up his sleeve, but it turned out to be a complete disaster. After only a few dozen rounds of fighting, Yang Guo was defeated in such a comical way.

He never found the right opportunity to deliver the fatal blow.

Even Li Mochou, who was usually as cold as ice, was amused and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Brother Zhang, run! You can't beat them!"

Yang Guo hurriedly got up from the ground and shouted at Zhang Huai.

Zhang Huai reacted extremely quickly, turning to run away. But he didn't know any light-footed skills; how could he outrun Li Mochou?

He had barely turned around when Li Mochou used her light-footed skills to block his way.

At this moment, Yang Guo had already escaped some distance using his lightness skill. He turned his head and looked around. Where was Zhang Huai?

"Oh no, I forgot Brother Zhang doesn't know qinggong (lightweight martial arts)!"

Zhang Huai: My life is over!

Looking at the beautiful yet vicious face before him, Zhang Huai forced a smile and said:

"Fairy Sister, how have you been? The weather is so nice today."

"What fairy sister? Weren't you always calling me an old widow and an old maid? Why aren't you calling me that anymore? No one has ever dared to call me that before. Yang Guo was the first, and you're the second."

Zhang Huai scratched his head awkwardly: "Haha, what are you saying, sister? When did I ever say that? You must be mistaken. You're much prettier than that Little Dragon Girl!"

"Nonsense! This she-devil is nowhere near as beautiful as my aunt! My aunt is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

The speaker was none other than Yang Guo, who had turned back to rescue Zhang Huai.

Zhang Huai: Brother, please, please stop talking!

"You're just as glib as Yang Guo."

As she spoke, Li Mochou shot an Ice Soul Silver Needle at Yang Guo behind her.

Yang Guo's weapon had already been knocked away, and at this moment he could only hurriedly raise the wine jar to block.

Just as the Ice Soul Silver Needle was about to shatter the wine jar, an extremely small pebble flew out from the grass, shattering the silver needle once again.

Li Mochou: How come anyone can shatter my Ice Soul Silver Needles now?

Ice Soul Silver Needle: ......