The Return of the Condor Heroes, Chapters 28-35

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The great battle of the Quanzhen Sect at Zhongnan Mountain did not last long. The Mongol masters, including Jinlun Fawang,
chose to attack the Quanzhen Five Masters instead of Cheng Ying's stone formation and the Quanzhen Five Masters' Big Dipper Formation.

This was because Cheng Ying's stone formation was primarily defensive, while the Big Dipper Formation was both offensive and defensive. Attacking Cheng Ying would allow the Big Dipper Formation
to come to her aid, while attacking the Big Dipper Formation would leave Cheng Ying helpless. Therefore, Jinlun Fawang and his group chose to break the more difficult Quanzhen Seven
Masters first.

After more than thirty Mongol soldiers were wounded, the Quanzhen Five Masters' Big Dipper Formation was broken, followed by Cheng Ying's stone formation.
Cheng Ying, Xiaolongnu, and the Quanzhen Five Masters were captured.

Huo Du tore off Xiaolongnu's silken clothes, revealing her beautiful and ethereal naked body. The heavily wounded
Xiaolongnu was weak, and although her complexion had regained some color after consuming several Peach Blossom Jade Dew Pills, she had no strength to resist.
Huo Du tied Xiaolongnu's hands to a tree branch, and all the men, regardless of their cultivation level, saw...) Even with her celestial-like naked body, Xiaolongnu

blushed and her mouth went dry. The Golden Wheel Monk frowned. He was deeply versed in Buddhist teachings and
disdained his disciple's actions, but since his disciple Huo Du was the Fourth Prince, even he, as the Imperial Preceptor, had to give him some leeway.

Huo Du didn't intend to lay a hand on Xiaolongnu first.

He wanted her to see a performance, so he seized Cheng Ying without striking her pressure points. He felt that
a beautiful and virtuous woman like her, struggling and resisting fiercely, would make the act of rape more enjoyable and pleasurable.

Cheng Ying's martial arts were far inferior to Huo Du's. Huo Du reached out and grabbed her clothes; Cheng Ying couldn't dodge in time, and
a piece of her clothing was torn from her chest, revealing her full, round breasts.

Huo Du lewdly laughed, "Such beautiful breasts, I wish I could bite them..."

Huo Du launched several more surprise attacks, and Cheng Ying's upper body was completely naked, her snow-white thighs exposed, with only a few pieces
of cloth covering her lower abdomen. Cheng Ying knelt down, her arms crossed over her chest. Feeling utterly humiliated by her exposed breasts,
Huo Du appeared like a ghost beside Cheng Ying, placing his hand on her delicate, pink shoulder.

Huo Du said, "Did I scare you? Are you alright?...I'm sorry..."

Huo Du stared at the beautiful young woman's breasts before him, inhaling her sweet scent that aroused his groin.

Suddenly, Huo Du embraced the naked Cheng Ying. Embraced by her enemy, Cheng Ying's heart nearly exploded, and
she violently twisted her body.

Huo Du laughed, "Little girl! My penis is throbbing uncontrollably."

He breathed heavily as he pulled Cheng Ying's jade-like left arm away.

Cheng Ying screamed, "Ah..."

Her full breasts were exposed, her alluring pink nipples pointing upwards. Driven by lust, Huo Du
grabbed her two snow-white breasts and slowly kneaded them.

Cheng Ying screamed and struggled, "Ah...no...don't do this..."

Cheng Ying pushed against Huo Du's chest with all her might. However, Cheng Ying's strength was no match for his... To Huo Du, who was about to explode with
desire , it was all in vain. Cheng Ying's beautiful breasts were deformed in his hands as he relentlessly kneaded them.

Hearing the girl's resistance, Huo Du became even more excited and began to pinch her nipples.

Cheng Ying almost sobbed, "Ah...no...please...don't do this..."

Knowing the power difference was too great, Cheng Ying's hope waned, and her resistance to Huo Du's chest weakened.

Huo Du pulled down his pants, revealing his ugly penis before Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying screamed, "No!" Her face flushed crimson, and she immediately turned her burning face away.

Huo Du lifted Cheng Ying's face and brought his penis to her mouth. Cheng Ying struggled desperately,
but Huo Du, aroused by the girl's beautiful body, felt his desire intensify at the resistance. Finding an opportunity, Huo Du sneered and tore off Cheng Ying's last piece of clothing from
her buttocks .

Cheng Ying resisted, "No..." but her full, beautiful buttocks were irresistibly exposed.

"Little girl, what a beautiful butt."

Huo Du inserted his index finger into Cheng Ying's buttocks. Cheng Ying exclaimed, "Ah... what are you doing!"

Her anus was touched, and Cheng Ying tensed, but her grip on the tattered cloth loosened in that instant, revealing Cheng Ying's
alluring and mysterious private parts.

Huo Du held Cheng Ying tightly, stroking her anus while caressing her beautiful, dark pubic hair.

Cheng Ying finally broke down: "Ah... no...!" Her naked body, the strength of her resistance gradually faded.
"Spare me..."

Cheng Ying pleaded weakly, "No... spare me."

Huo Du grabbed Cheng Ying's hand and brought it to his throbbing penis.

Cheng Ying said in terror, "No... don't..."

Under Huo Du's coercion, Cheng Ying's slender fingers grasped the enemy's filthy genitals. "It's hard. You can feel
the vibration of a young penis in your palm."

Huo Du guided Cheng Ying's hand, and Cheng Ying shook her head unwillingly, but her fingers began to gently
rub it .

Cheng Ying suddenly cried out again, "No, no..." Huo Du's fingers began to
move up and down Cheng Ying's vulva. This caress made Cheng Ying feel extremely humiliated. Huo Du's fingers, which had been stroking her pubic hair, rubbed her erect clitoris.
The strange sensation went straight to the top of her head. Cheng Ying couldn't help but recall the tenderness with Yang Guo last night, her secret petals filled with honey.

Huo Du said, "If you don't want Miss Long to be raped by me, you'll have to serve me with your mouth." Huo Du
pushed everything from what had just happened... Knowing Xiaolongnu's safety could be used to threaten Cheng Ying.

With tears in her eyes, Cheng Ying pressed her lips against the side of Huo Du's penis, then moved her lips to kiss various parts,
before gathering the hair that had fallen onto her face and lightly kissing the tip of Huo Du's penis.

Huo Du couldn't help but gasp, "Mmm..." Then, he instructed Cheng Ying on how to provide "the best service." Cheng

Ying obediently extended her wet tongue and rubbed it against the tip of Huo Du's penis, which was covered in her saliva . Huo Du commanded, "Quickly, take it in! Take it in." Cheng Ying looked at Huo Du with resentment, opened her mouth, and her red lips took Huo Du's glans into her mouth. The pleasure Huo Du felt in Cheng Ying's pretty mouth made his buttocks tremble. Huo Du brushed aside the hair that had fallen across Cheng Ying's face, watching his penis move in and out of her mouth. Her beautiful face was flushed with sadness, and his penis, glistening with saliva, was incredibly alluring and seductive.

His lust exploded in Cheng Ying's mouth, semen shooting out continuously, but Huo Du held Cheng Ying's head tightly, causing the semen to spray all
into her mouth.

Suddenly, the Five Masters of Quanzhen launched a renewed offensive with overwhelming force. The Quanzhen disciples, who had previously collapsed,
rose their swords drawn, forming the Big Dipper Formation and the Big Dipper Seven Stars Sword Formation, and charged towards the Mongol experts. The Mongols
were caught off guard. The Golden Wheel Monk led the charge, unleashing a palm strike with all his might, but it was caught by a white-haired old man with a smile

. With a loud thud, the two men each took three steps back, admiring each other inwardly.

The white-haired old man said, "Eh? Your martial arts are not bad, you bald monk. Why are you bullying my grand-disciples?"

The newcomer was none other than the Old Urchin Zhou Botong

. Knowing that he could not win today, the Golden Wheel Monk led the Mongol army in a hasty retreat.

Qiu Chuji sighed, "His attacks are powerful, his retreats are steady and appropriate, neither chaotic nor disorderly. It seems the Great Song Dynasty is doomed!"

When the Golden Wheel Monk descended the mountain, he encountered the one-armed, handsome young man Yang Guo, wielding a Xuan Tie sword. His skills overwhelmed the assembled heroes, leaving many seriously
injured. Even the Golden Wheel Monk himself was momentarily distracted and lost a move. Huo Du abandoned his master and fled, but Yang Guo, concerned for
Xiaolongnü , released the Mongol masters.

Arriving near Zhongnan Mountain, they found only Cheng Ying, but not Xiaolongnü. Qiu Chuji directed Yang Guo to a valley,
saying that Zhou Botong had carried her away. Without even comforting the heartbroken Cheng Ying, Yang Guo rushed to the valley,
followed closely by Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying.

Upon reaching the valley, they couldn't even find Zhou Botong. On the cliff face, they found Xiaolongnü's handwriting and a
Heartbreak Pill. This Heartbreak Pill was secretly given to Xiaolongnü by Gongsun Lü'e when she took Xiao Guo Xiang to the Valley of Heartbreak to exchange for the antidote.

Yang Guo rose hastily, turning to look around. The cold moon hung high, its silver light bathing the earth. The empty mountains were silent, shadows of flowers heavy.
Where was Xiaolongnü? Yang Guo rushed up the mountain, calling out loudly, "Long'er, Long'er!"

He shouted from the summit, "Long'er, Long'er!" His cries echoed through the valleys
, but Xiaolongnü remained silent.

Two lines of text were carved on the wall with the tip of a sword:

the larger line read, "Sixteen years later, we shall meet here. Our love is deep; do not break our promise." The smaller line read

, "Xiaolongnü writes to her husband, Yang Lang, urging him to cherish his life and strive for our reunion." (29) Although the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain, through the efforts of the Five Masters of Quanzhen, Zhou Botong, and the other members, drove away the invading Golden Wheel Monk, Huo Du, and others, the Mongol Fourth Prince Kublai Khan, with his cunning and strategic planning, had his military power approaching the Quanzhen Sect. In order to preserve the achievements of the Quanzhen Sect over the years, all the members of the Quanzhen Sect went down the mountain to avoid a direct confrontation with the Mongol army. At the same time, Yang Guo, who had lost Xiaolongnü, also went down the mountain. The group went to Xiangyang City, where Guo Jing and Huang Rong were. One reason was to seek refuge with them, another was that Yang Guo had feelings for Huang Rong that went beyond the master-disciple and sister-in-law relationship, and more importantly, Yang Guo wanted to ask Huang Rong, the female Zhuge Liang, for her opinion on Xiaolongnü's disappearance and the note she left behind. In fact, such an inquiry is quite cruel to lovers, but compared to Huang Rong, Xiaolongnü held a much heavier place . Although Yang Guo and Huang Rong had an inextricable and morally questionable relationship and had experienced countless pleasures together. Beautiful young women like Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying were no different, but when Xiaolongnü appeared, Yang Guo's " soulmates " no longer mattered. At that moment, Yang Guo, who was a womanizer, only had the name "Long'er" in his heart, leaving Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang standing alone in loneliness. In comparison, Huang Rong was much luckier. At least she had Guo Jing. Although she handed over the leadership of the Beggars' Sect to Elder , she was still the "Eternal Leader of the Beggars' Sect," admired by the heroes of the Central Plains, and described as "loyal, pure, intelligent, beautiful, elegant, and resourceful female Zhuge Liang." Several young girls strolled through the bustling streets of Xiangyang, laughing and singing, " What is love in this world, that it makes one willing to die for it? Like birds flying south and north, their old wings have weathered many winters and summers. Joyful moments, bitter partings, and among them, even more foolish lovers..." "Huh! What's the rest of the song? I forgot!" "Never mind, if you don't know the song, just change it. Why think about it so much!" "That's right! Hehe..." Amidst their playful banter, the girls gradually walked away. The chaos of war didn't hinder their enjoyment. A ragged boy, about the same age as Guo Fu, walked unsteadily, clearly untrained in martial arts. Several burly men were chasing and beating him. The boy coughed up blood, yet still arrogantly shouted. "Pay back the money you owe! Give me back my money! Give me back my money!" Huang Rong and her group passed by and chased away the burly men. Huang Rong looked closely at the young man and couldn't help but think of Yang Guo's stubborn appearance, and even more so of the tender time she spent with him. She asked softly, "Young man, how did you get involved with these hooligans?" The young man hadn't been treated gently in a long time, and he stammered, "I make a living by playing this broken guzheng . These people insisted that I play chess with them. I said I'd never played before and didn't want to gamble, but they wouldn't listen and insisted that I play chess with them for money." The young man paused for a moment, then continued, "But I didn't expect chess to be such a simple thing. I won seven or eight games in a row. Not only did they not give me money, they also tried to steal it from me. When I refused, they kept hitting me!" Huang Rong felt sorry for him and gave the young man some silver, taught him some basic internal energy cultivation and basic horse stance techniques, and gave him a few sets of clothes. Ah Lang had been silent the whole way, but when he parted ways with the young man, he secretly slipped him a book. A book contained the strange arts of four demons: flower, snake, ape, and dog, along with the Love Flower Valley sword and saber, the Tathagata Palm, the Yang Family Spear, and new moves formed by their fusion. Ah Lang had a bad feeling, so, relying on fate, he wanted to find a worthy successor. Coincidentally, this arrogant young man was quite talented and resembled him rather. When parting with the young man, Huang Rong asked, "Young brother, what's your name?" The young man smiled and replied, "Since we've met by chance, why bother explaining? I know you've been kind to me. As for my name, 'What's the big deal?' What's the big deal!" Within Xiangyang City, numerous martial arts masters dressed in tight-fitting clothes flocked to another large mansion next to General Li's residence. The martial arts world's loyalists were united, and even the great hero Guo Jing was busy arranging the grand banquet. The Beggar Clan occupied all the martial arts figures...

Fifty percent of the group consisted of various escort agencies, sects of all sizes, salt gangs, cloth gangs, wine gangs, and ship gangs, creating a

formidable As they gathered, they chanted, "Hero Guo! Chief Huang! Hero Guo! Chief Huang!..."

On the rooftop viewing platform of General Li's mansion, Lord Wang watched the grand spectacle unfold on the street with a half-smile. His guards dared not utter
a sound. Lord Wang exuded a somber aura. After a long while, Twelve Maruzo slowly descended from below,
approaching Lord Wang and whispering in his ear. Only then did Lord Wang's brow relax, and he smiled, saying, "Is that so? Then
let set off!"

Twelve Maruzo said, "There's another matter. General Lü, who is in charge of guarding the city, seems to have recently been frequently visited by a group of people from
the capital... " "Make contact with him."

Lord Wang chuckled sinisterly, "That cowardly and useless thing is nothing to be afraid of. Tell General Li to send a
scout to monitor him."

Lord Wang rubbed his fat hands, "It's time to set off! Hahahaha..."

At Guo Jing's residence, a beautiful woman was greeting heroes from all walks of life at the gate. She had long hair, deep black
eyes , clear and delicate eyebrows, snow-white and flawless skin, clever and lively eyes, a graceful figure, full
and round buttocks, high and firm breasts, a slender waist, and an incomparably beautiful oval face. She was none other than the renowned
beauty of the Central Plains, the leader of the largest gang, the female Zhuge Liang, Huang Rong. However, beneath her composed demeanor, she seemed to be hiding
many secrets.

Huang Rong and her group finally reunited with Guo Jing. Upon seeing her husband, Huang Rong was overwhelmed with emotion. She wanted
to pour out her heart, but didn't know where to begin. The suffering and humiliation she had endured over the past few months, the countless
bitter experiences, she dared not confide in her husband.

Huang Rong thought to herself, "Can I tell Brother Jing that my body has been defiled? Has it been violated by so many
men ? No longer completely his? Gongsun Zhi, the Wu family father and son, the Beggar Clan elders, Yang Guo,
Lord Wang and his men, even a dog—all have had sexual relations with me. How can I face Brother Jing?"

Huang Rong's heart ached: "Because of my negligence, Miss Wanyan, Miss Yelü, and Fu'er have all lost
their virginity."

Huang Rong turned to look at her beautiful, flower-like daughter, "Gongsun..." " Stop, Wu family father and son, Flower Monster Hua Mantian,
Ape Monster, Beggar Clan elder, Yelü Qi, male disciple of the Valley of Heartbreak raped and humiliated you, my daughter, my daughter, you have suffered so much."

Guo Jing was overjoyed to see his beautiful wife after many days of separation. He quickly led Huang Rong and her party
to the Hall of Heroes, where Zhu Ziliu and other heroes from the Central Plains were waiting. The hall was bustling with activity. A dirty servant
was tidying up and arranging food. Among the heroes were many Beggar Clan disciples, so although he was cold and smelly
, he was not disliked. On the contrary, he was warmly greeted by the hungry men.

This man was a new farmhand, and he was used to being called "Ah Cai."

At the main table in the hall sat a sorrowful old man, none other than Fang Zongbiao, whose entire family had recently been massacred. Beside him
stood beautiful woman dressed in white mourning clothes,
Cheng Yaojia, the only survivor of the massacre besides Fang Zongbiao—the wife of Lu Guanying. This heroes' banquet was not only to welcome Huang Rong and the others back, but also to seek justice for the
deaths of the heroes of the Central Plains.

Zhu Ziliu was overjoyed to see his master, Master Yideng, and quickly knelt down to pay his respects. Yideng's junior brother,
the Indian was currently outside Xiangyang City. Some strangely shaped medicinal herbs had attracted the monk's attention, so he hadn't entered
the city with Huang Rong. Zhu Ziliu couldn't help but laugh when talking about this uncle, but he couldn't help but feel indignant when discussing the death of the swimming fisherman.

Master Yideng said, "What sorrow is there in living, what bitterness in dying? Life is but a fleeting dream, we come into this world in the depths of dreaming,
and we return when we awaken. The recluse Yuyin has already departed to the west; the departed are gone, there is no need for excessive grief."

Acai approached Master Yideng and his disciple, handing a small parchment scroll to Yideng, and whispered in his ear, "
A man outside asked me to give this to you, Master. He left without leaving his name."

Master Yideng opened the small parchment scroll and was greatly astonished. Inside was an ear and a
thumb. Master Yideng immediately recognized its owner—his junior brother, the Indian monk. Inside the scroll was a line of
small characters… " I have long admired your esteemed presence. Please come alone to the Hundred Mile Pavilion outside the city for a gathering. Master Tianzhu has already arrived and we had a
very pleasant conversation. I eagerly await your arrival. Please do not disappoint me." Before Master Yideng could even exchange pleasantries

with the heroes of the Central Plains, he leaped up and raced towards the city's outskirts. Zhu Ziliu did not have time
to inquire further, only assuming that his teacher disliked participating in worldly affairs. The other heroes, too engrossed in their lively conversation, did not notice
Master Yideng 's departure.

Guo Jing held Huang Rong's warm, jade-like hand, looking at her with tenderness without saying a word. Huang Rong knew her husband wasn't good with words
, but the fact that he held her hand in front of everyone, his hidden care gradually revealed, deeply moved her.
Guo Jing noticed the men and women behind Huang Rong and said, "Rong'er, aren't you going to introduce the heroes and heroines you've brought?"

Huang Rong blushed, "I'm sorry, I was so happy to see everyone that I forgot to introduce them."

Huang Rong continued, "This is Yelü Qi, the only disciple of the Old Urchin Zhou Botong; his sister, Miss Yelü Yan;
Yang Guo's friends, Miss Wanyan Ping and Miss Gongsun Lü'e; and 'The Swordsman' A Lang..."

Hearing "Swordsman..." Everyone fell silent unexpectedly.
Fang Zongbiao glared at A Lang through gritted teeth, a trembling finger pointing at him. He was panting heavily, his face flushed with rage, yet
he couldn't utter a single word. Cheng Yaojia sighed softly, "I recognized you from afar, but because
you came with Madam Guo, I didn't pay much attention. I never expected you to dare appear before everyone. Fine,
give me back my husband's life!"

A Lang was completely bewildered: "What? You mean..." "What?!"

At this moment, Lord Wang, accompanied by General Li, "Sword Never Uses Two" Twelve Maruzo, several bodyguards, and a large group of
soldiers, rushed into the hall, saying, "The murderer has been identified! Murderer A Lang, immediately lay down your weapon! The law will judge,
do not resist in vain!"

Huang Rong cried out, "Brother Jing, do not believe what Lord Wang said, he is a shameless villain!"

Hearing his wife's shout, Guo Jing, who was about to launch an attack, slowed down and looked suspiciously at Huang Rong, Lord
Wang, Cheng Yaojia, and the others.

Suddenly, a powerful figure rushed to A Lang's side, clapping his hands together. Countless palm shadows transformed into a seven-colored
rainbow , which instantly expanded, and a surging current rushed towards A Lang, threatening to engulf him.

A Lang leaped into the air, his sword, its color like a rainbow, drawing countless sword circles that rained down on the rainbow. This was a sword move transformed
from the "Heavenly Buddha Descending" stance of the "Buddha's Palm.

" The fierce clash shattered the surrounding tables and chairs. A Lang
immediately flipped over, drawing a thick sword from beside his leg. With a swift turn, he unleashed a slash—a sword technique transformed from
one of The sharp blade light sliced through the rainbow's weakened glow. As the rainbow's light dissipated,
a pair of sharp iron palms struck towards A Lang's chest. Unperturbed, A Lang crossed his blades, unleashing a cross-shaped sword aura.
The attacker retreated rapidly, the sword light and shadow striking the wall, leaving a large cross-shaped mark.

The attacker was none other than "Iron Palm Water-Walking" Qiu Qianren.

A Lang asked, "Senior Qiu, why did you suddenly attack me?"

Qiu Qianren coldly replied, "I'm here to prove that you are indeed the murderer who wiped out the entire镖局 (escort agency)!"

Lord Wang chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Little girl Huang Rong, if someone knew that you killed his sister and his whole family
, even if he was your best ally, he would still betray you. I only spoke to Qiu Qianren
for ten minutes, and he was willing to help me deal with you. Who told you to destroy Jueqing Valley?"

Filled with resentment, Zhu Ziliu wielded the Judge's Pen and hastily unleashed the inner force of the One Yang Finger,
attacking A Lang with the wild cursive calligraphy of "Zhang Xu's Stomachache Post." Yelü Qi, the Wu family father and son, and others, although they had heard Huang Rong say that Lord Wang was a despicable
villain, had never heard Huang Rong explain how he was evil.

The appearance of Ah Lang was already shrouded in mystery. Ah Lang was a highly skilled martial artist of unknown identity,

and Huang Rong couldn't possibly explain in detail how she had been raped by Lord Wang. Lord Wang's obese and ugly body had pressed against
her beautiful and delicate form; she had been forced to suck the penises of several of his guards, forcing them to ejaculate into
her mouth, and she had to lewdly seduce the men, swallowing their semen. She had also been violently penetrated by three men simultaneously in
her mouth, genitals, and anus.

Huang Rong couldn't even bring herself to speak of how she had been raped by a dog, how its penis had been inserted into her
private parts, how its fleshy genitals had been inserted into her body, and how she had been forced
to perform bestiality nakedly in front of a group of men, the dog's fleshy genitals lodged in her petals until its semen was ejaculated inside her.

Although Guo Fu, Wanyan Ping, Yelü Yan, the Wu family father and son, Yelü Qi, and others had also been entangled in complicated relationships due to Li Mochou and
Gongsun Zhi 's schemes,
and the sexual relationships between each woman and man were intricate, Huang Rong was also involved. She was unwilling to revisit the past of being raped by Gongsun Zhi, and even less willing to recall
the incestuous relationships she had with her subordinates, disciples, and her disciple's father.

Therefore, Huang Rong remained vague about A Lang's appearance and help, as it involved
a significant secret she didn't want to delve into.

This is why even the Wu family father and son, Yelü Qi, and others felt hostility towards A Lang, with whom they had once fought side-by-side. These individuals,
whose skills had greatly increased,
were preparing to attack, wielding the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, One-Finger Divine Skill, and Quanzhen Swordplay, even before engaging in battle.

A Lang whirled around rapidly, spinning with incredible speed. His heavy black blade slashed towards Zhu Ziliu, while the Judge's Pen, imbued with the internal energy of
the One-Finger Skill, clashed with the blade, creating a piercing sound and a gust of wind like a knife cutting through flesh.
Those in the hall with insufficient skill couldn't withstand the impact and retreated to avoid it.

Suddenly, a sharp sword, its light like a blue rainbow, thrust out, pointing towards Qiu Qianren's throat. Qiu Qianren remained calm. His iron palm reached towards the sword's edge, initially slow but then incredibly fast, forcefully striking the sword's surface. The sword
wobbled and fell. Qiu Qianren rotated his arm, unleashing his Iron Palm techniques "Climbing Branches and Spreading" and "Flowing Clouds Sleeves" to wrap
around the sword. He unleashed and then abruptly withdrew his internal energy, attempting to disarm A Lang.

Suddenly, a fierce sword aura emanated from the restrained sword aura. Qiu Qianren was shocked and hurriedly released
his grip, countering with a palm strike. A Lang stopped his spinning motion, swung his blade, and unleashed another fierce sword aura. Qiu Qianren kicked off with his foot,
using "Earthfall," which shattered the hall floor and created a wall of earth and stone. The sword aura struck the earth and stone wall, causing a violent
explosion .

Qiu Qianren said, "Sword Qi!? 'Sword and saber running side by side,' 'Saber moving, sword spinning'? As far as I know,
only can transmit internal force through a sword to release sword Qi that can injure people. Gongsun Zhi
was killed by Hua Mantian, the leader of the Four Evils, with the 'Parasitic' technique. Therefore, Hua Mantian, who learned the 'Saber moving, sword spinning without leaving a trace' technique, was also executed by me. And you, A Lang, actually know how to use such martial arts?" Qiu Qianren concentrated all his power in his palms, which turned red and hot, and said coldly, "Could it be that you are the last fish that escaped the Four Evils, the snake demon Xiang Yan?!" A Lang said, "There are many martial arts and sects in the world. No one can claim to know them all. Even you, Senior Qiu , are not without your limited knowledge. If you are ignorant, let me tell you, as far as I know, Qu Lingfeng, the third disciple of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, uses the 'Air-Splitting Palm' that releases palm force into the air." "To be renowned throughout the world." Lord Wang suddenly whispered a few words to his bodyguard, "Sword Without Two" Twelve Maru, then turned and roared , "You audacious traitor, seize him!" Hearing the imperial envoy's order, the assembled heroes rushed forward. Ah Lang, his eyes red with murderous intent, clashed swords, sparks flying , then split into two bursts of fire that flew out with the sword and saber energy. A Beggar Clan elder with seven bags and a "Sea Sand Sect" expert both had bloody holes in their chests and collapsed dead. Ah Lang's figure changed, unleashing the "Sixth Form of the Tathagata Palm - Universal Buddha Light" with "sword energy." The chilling sword energy blew towards the crowd with a warm wind, but it was a warm illusion full of killing intent. The heroes in the hall dodged and defended, and those whose strength was slightly insufficient unknowingly suffered deep wounds to their hearts and throats. In the blink of an eye , many heroes had died. Qiu Qianren thought to himself, "This person's martial arts, though resembling the deadly swordplay of the Heartless Valley, also incorporates profound martial arts from other lost sects, and he has mastered them comprehensively. Unlike Hua Mantian, who simply absorbs the power of others to strengthen himself, he seems quite formidable." Countless masters in the hall unleashed their attacks on A Lang, the fierce assaults surging like a burst dam. A Lang's incredibly powerful moves repelled wave after wave of these "floods," but he also knew that among so many high-level experts ..."My men are unlikely to survive today," he thought, and suddenly withdrew from the battle. "Flood" pursued closely, and Ah Lang feinted several times before advancing towards Huang Rong's location.

Some things must be said before the opportunity disappears, or even if there's no opportunity, you must find
an inappropriate time to say them, so the other person knows your thoughts.

At this moment, Ah Lang flashed to Huang Rong's side and whispered, "Heroine Huang Rong, I really
am one of the Four Evils, Snake Xiangyan. However, from the first moment I saw you, I knew that I would never
be interested in any other woman in this life. This is the first time I've had a 'lover'." "I felt this way, and I secretly swore that no matter how long this life is, I

will be with you. Even if there is no future, I will protect you with all my might. Don't call me shameless. I
am despicable scoundrel who ravishes other men's wives and daughters. I want to kiss you and rape you day and night. But now, I will
use every ounce of my strength to protect you. I don't care if I kill all the heroes, because I cannot fall. If I
fall, you will be the next one to be harmed by this poisonous scheme. The lives of the heroes are none of my concern, but I will never allow that
lecherous official surnamed Wang to violate you and defile your beautiful body again."

Huang Rong whispered, "Find a way to fight your way out yourself. Don't worry about me." After saying that, she suddenly unleashed a skillful
Dog-Beating Staff Technique, striking Ah Lang's shoulder hard. Ah Lang's arm was almost dislocated and he could no longer lift it.

Huang Rong exclaimed, "He really is Snake Xiangyan, trying to sneak into Xiangyang City. Fortunately, we discovered him in time!"

Huang Rong used this opportunity to sacrifice A-Lang to protect herself and the heroes of the Central Plains. She had already seen that Lord Wang intended to
exploit the conflict to severely weaken the heroes. Therefore, even though A-Lang had saved her life, she had no choice but to sacrifice this
inherently lewd A-Lang.

Besides, could this snake demon incarnate "A-Lang" really be trusted? Would she fall into
the nightmare of being raped again?

Huang Rong dared not take the risk. She didn't want to think about Gongsun Zhi and Lord Wang's sexual games anymore; she dared not place
her bets on A-Lang.

Lord Wang frowned, thinking to himself, "Why did this little girl suddenly turn against us? She's ruined the whole plan. Oh well, let's
capture She Xiangyan first."

A dark shadow, following the fierce attacks of "Human Purgatory" and "Dragon Torture," suddenly appeared like a grim reaper,
a hidden killing move in "Hell Dragon Torture." Although Qiu Qianren was injured, he remained calm, his iron palms drawing circles in opposite directions to reverse the flow of energy, violently unleashing "Heavenly River," which
transformed into a fierce pillar of blood spraying towards the scythe-like dark shadow.

But the dark shadow suddenly split, transforming into dozens of individuals. It turned out that many of them, with weaker skills, were swept up by the air currents and
followed the air currents of "Ghostly Phantom" and "Dragon Torture." Guided by the air currents, they involuntarily channeled their life's energy to propel their sword energy,
which is why their attacks on Qiu Qianren were several times stronger. Finally, they combined with the "Dragon Torture Dark Shadow," transforming into many
killers that slashed at Qiu Qianren, a transformation from "Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage."

Qiu Qianren couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Incredible, truly incredible! To be
able to so
perfectly improve and execute the 'Ruthless Valley Style,' a move that, due to the human instinct to cling to life and fear death, makes 'borrowing the strength of others and using their bodies' impractical and unusable, is so perfectly executed." However, Qiu Qianren was no ordinary opponent. Seeing the situation, he changed his "Water Transformation" technique, transforming it into countless water jets
that sprayed towards each figure.

Every shadowy figure was hit, but because the power of "Heavenly River" was dispersed, the shadowy figures were violently shaken, yet they still
attacked Qiu Qianren. The attacking shadowy figures gradually merged into one, and A Lang reappeared, his knife shattered,
blood slightly trickling from the corner of his mouth. He struck Qiu Qianren with a palm strike, "Welcoming the Buddha to the Western Heaven."

Qiu Qianren's technique was outdated, and his power was scattered, making it difficult to recover his strength. He barely managed to parry the blow with his own palm. The two palms collided, and
Qiu Qianren sent flying like a thunderbolt, crashing into a pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Qiu Qianren tasted defeat he hadn't experienced in a long time. A Lang leaped forward and struck again with a palm strike. Qiu Qianren was powerless to resist and
closed his eyes awaiting death. Suddenly, two figures appeared beside him—it was Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Guo Jing unleashed a move called "Dragon Appearing in the Field," clashing with "Welcoming the Buddha to the Western Heaven." A Lang, already suffering internal injuries, couldn't withstand
it and coughed up blood. Huang Rong's exquisite staff technique followed, breaking A Lang's leg and causing him to fall to the ground. He grabbed a sword
and propped himself up, sitting down and placing the sword against his chest for self-defense, but blood continued to gush from his mouth.

Qiu Qianren heard Huang Rong speak: "Senior Qiu, I guess you already know we destroyed the Heartless Valley, which is why
you betrayed us on the battlefield. But look, when you kill, don't people also want to kill you? You killed an infant,
and Ying Gu suffered a lifetime of pain for you."

Qiu Qianren recalled his life, filled with bloodshed and trials, and suddenly understood. He rose and ran away, laughing heartily as he left the hall.

Several of Lord Wang's henchmen drew their swords, unleashing vicious attacks on Ah Lang. Several chivalrous
warriors, having lost their fellow disciples and friends, also surged forward, intending to finish off the already severely wounded Ah Lang.

Ah Lang tossed his head, cold sweat and blood from the pain scattering from his long hair, dripping with droplets. His
sword, which had been resting on the ground, curved, flashing with a dazzling "clang" and sparks. The sword sprang up, pointing skyward, and Ah Lang roared, "Waves surge!
Waves flow! The raging waves never cease!" With that, he suddenly spat out a fierce jet of blood. Everyone was

stunned . At that moment, Ah Lang's sword flashed out with lightning speed, a sword shadow shooting upwards, scattering the falling blood.

The sword shadow, starting a foot above Ah Lang's head, multiplied into more than ten sword shadows that circled and fell around him. Those who were too close to dodge were killed
or wounded.

A Lang deftly plunged his sword into the heart of Wang Baxian, the leader of the "Wang Family Swords" sect. Wang Baxian stared in disbelief
at his own chest, unable to comprehend how a 30- or 40-year-old, severely injured novice swordsman, who had practiced swordsmanship his entire life,
could end his life in a single move.

A Lang slowly withdrew his sword, using it to brace himself against the ground to keep from falling. He gazed deeply at the incomparably beautiful
Huang Rong, and couldn't help but cough up another mouthful of blood. Suddenly, he began to chant: "You came from spring, you
said we would part in spring, you promised not to grieve for me, but how can my heart be at peace? Why is it always like this, with you hidden deep in my heart?"

A martial artist struck A Lang with a palm strike, but A Lang neither dodged nor avoided it, continuing to chant: "Swallows fly in pairs across the sky,
their old wings enduring countless seasons." His body swayed even more violently from the blow, but at the same time, the cold tip of his sword pierced
the martial artist's throat.

Huang Rong quickly signaled to A Lang to leave, but A Lang looked tenderly into Huang Rong's anxious and beautiful eyes and said, "
Joyful gatherings are bitter partings, and among them are foolish lovers."As Zhu Ziliu unleashed his One-Finger Divine Skill, another swordsman also struck with his sword. Ignoring the rapid strike of the One-Finger Divine Skill, A Lang slashed out with his own sword, killing the swordsman instantly. A Lang, struck by the One-Finger Divine Skill, fell to the ground again, but the swordsman also died from the sword. A Lang sneered, "Using a sword in front of me, disturbing my singing, you deserve to die!"

A-Lang continued singing: "The swallows have passed, leaving me heartbroken. They are old acquaintances, but to whom does my shadow turn?"

A dreamlike blade danced like a butterfly, its light and shadow swirling around A-Lang. He sang, "
What is love in this world?

It makes one willing to die for it," and simultaneously, he lightly drew his sword, slashing at the butterfly.

The sword clashed, the butterfly shattered, and A-Lang, wounded, cried out in anguish, "Sasaki Kojiro's 'Cold Flow' '
Shattering Butterfly Sword Technique'?...

Good...sword...technique..." With that, he collapsed, his last strength channeling into his spine as he unleashed the "
Golden-Topped .

Jujumaru, unable to react, unleashed three flashes of his longsword with one hand, and drew his suicide dagger from his waist.

The dagger that pierced A Lang's waist stabbed him. A Lang laughed, "It's been a long time since I've seen such excellent swordsmanship.
The dual-sword technique of 'Mushin-ryu' Miyamoto Musashi, good, very good." A Lang collapsed, and Shijūmaru Zang carried A Lang's
body, whose condition was unclear, out of the hall.

Huang Rong and Zhu Ziliu suddenly rushed towards the curtain and attacked an inconspicuous servant. Meanwhile,
the remaining suddenly cried out, "Not good!" because everyone
realized that their internal energy was rapidly disappearing after they quickly circulated it!

Huang Rong and Zhu Ziliu each used "Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand" and "One-Finger Divine Skill" to press the vital acupoints of the filthy servant
, and said in a deep voice: "Hand over the antidote!"

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When A Lang's ultimate sword technique was unleashed, most of those with insufficient skill were swept
into the "Hell" or "Dragon Torture" energy, but this "unremarkable" new servant "A Cai" was not swept up, which was a
suspicious flaw.

When Huang Rong discovered that her skill was rapidly fading, she knew that "A Cai" must be Lord Wang's secret agent. Although
she had not touched a drop of food or wine and was very careful, she still fell into his trap. She used her last bit of skill to try to subdue A
Cai and force him to hand over the antidote.

Zhu Ziliu's quick wit was no less than Huang Rong's, so the two masters simultaneously attacked A Cai.
Then , Wu Santong, Da Wu, Xiao Wu, Yelü Qi, Yelü Yan, Wanyan Ping, and Guo Fu, though unaware of the situation, knew
they were poisoned and followed Huang Rong's lead.

However, their opponent was "A Cai," only tenth in the "Ten-Year Coffin" series—a deadly coffin.

Moreover, there was also the mysterious Nine Protectors, plus the formidable "Eleventh Yama King," Fang Shiyi?

Wu Santong and the others' attacks collided with another fierce punch, knocking their opponent back, but Wu Santong
and the others had exhausted their last bit of strength.

Wu Santong, Yelü Yan, Yelü Qi, Da Wu, Xiao Wu, and Guo Fu collapsed, while the "Eleventh Yama King"... Fang
Shiyi, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, sneered and lay limply on the ground, saying bitterly, "Clearly they're in cahoots with Ah Lang, who wiped out my entire sect,
yet they pretend to be so loyal and righteous, even poisoning the heroes of the Central Plains! Humph! I'll risk my old life to take
you !"

Fang Shiyi shouted, "Guo Jing, why aren't you capturing them? You're the only one left among the heroes of the Central Plains with any remaining
strength to hold them off. Are you trying to protect your own?"

Guo Jing suddenly asked Fang Shiyi, "Chief Fang, you once said that you fought bravely that day..." "Ah Lang,
you were only spared death when Lord Wang's army arrived?"

Fang Shiyi said, "That's right. My entire family and disciples fought against this villain Ah Lang, barely managing to preserve Lady
Cheng Yaojia's innocence, but countless people died!"

Guo Jing said, "If Ah Lang wanted to force himself on Lady Cheng Yaojia, could you have stopped him?"

Fang Shiyi was startled, realizing that although Guo Jing was dull-witted, he wasn't a stupid pig without any reasoning ability.
Suddenly, he kicked off with both feet, his previously limp body springing up, and "Smashing Dragon" slammed towards Guo Jing's chest.

Guo Jing wasn't surprised by the sudden attack. He protected his chest with both palms, exhaled, and his chest and back contracted sharply backward before
expanding while his palms slammed out, "Dragon Appearing in the Field" leading a domineering airflow to meet the attacking fist.

Fang Shiyi's skill was far inferior to Guo Jing's. He was blasted into a corner of the hall, coughing up blood and unable to fight any longer. Guo
Jing then took several large strides, each step leaving a deep footprint on the floor. Guo Jing's
hair flew wildly, and his sleeves billowed like balloons as he unleashed his inner force. A blast of hot air blew towards
A Cai, preparing to unleash the "Battle Dragon in the Wild" technique.

Before Guo Jing's attack could reach A Cai, a delicate scream suddenly rang out. Guo Jing turned around and
saw that it was the voice of his lover, Cheng Yaojia. He saw Lord Wang kneading Cheng Yaojia
's breasts through her clothes with one hand, while his other hand forcefully tore open her silk clothes from the collar, revealing her delicate skin. Cheng Yaojia
screamed, seemingly powerless to resist. Lord Wang held Cheng Yaojia tightly, his wet lips and tongue kissing her slender white
neck and half-exposed breasts.

Enraged, Guo Jing turned his attack on Lord Wang. His fierce palm strike reached Lord Wang, when suddenly Lord Wang
threw Cheng Yaojia's half-naked body at Guo Jing. Seeing that Cheng Yaojia was about to be injured, Guo Jing quickly withdrew his attack. Cheng Yaojia's
limp body crashed into Guo Jing, "accidentally" striking his "Qihai" and "Dantian" acupoints.

Lord Wang suddenly produced a strangely shaped staff from behind, emitting a dazzling white light, and forcefully struck Guo Jing's
crown . Guo Jing struggled to push back, unleashing the effortless yet powerful "Dragon Tail Swing" technique to knock Lord
Wang's weapon away.

The strange weapon was incredibly powerful; Guo Jing's domineering "Dragon Tail Swing" palm strike was actually repelled. Lord Wang pressed his advantage
, taking out another staff and striking Guo Jing's chest. Under the heavy blow, Guo Jing's internal energy dissipated,
and he couldn't help but cough up blood. His vision went black, and his body slowly slumped to the ground, overlapping with Cheng Yaojia's, unable
to fight any longer.

Lord Wang laughed wildly: "Beautiful Huang Rong, that waterfall cave where we made love naked, I long ago ...""I discovered them when I was a little beggar. I couldn't read much back then, so I just grabbed a few things and left. I never imagined these two sticks would be so incredibly useful. Not only are they powerful, but more importantly, they helped me grow . Even if you Central Plains heroes have countless masters and many strategists, none of you can escape my calculations."

Lord Wang continued, "From a beggar to my current high position, and with so many masters willing to risk their lives for me,
do you think I'm easy to deal with?!"

Lord Wang looked triumphantly at the two gleaming clubs in his hands and arrogantly declared, "All soldiers and imprisoned
commoners , listen to my command! These two divine clubs have rendered meritorious service in protecting their master. I hereby bestow upon them the title of Supreme Weapon of the Martial World, entitled the 'Martial World
Sacred Flame Token.' From now on, seeing this token is as if seeing me, and no one may disobey."

Although Huang Rong heard Lord Wang expose her past scandal, she remained calm and smiled sweetly,
saying , "Lord Wang, you seem to be getting a little too arrogant. Don't forget, you possess the 'antidote'..." " We've subdued him too
,"

Lord Wang said with a forced smile. "Is that so? Tenth Protector, what are you waiting for? Make your move!"

Zhu Ziliu sneered, "I'm afraid he's
not in control of his

own destiny. The unique techniques of One-Finger Divine Skill and Orchid Finger Acupuncture are not something ordinary people can unravel, much less something they can break through with their own strength. Don't dream... Ah!" Suddenly, Ah Lang struck and snapped both of their arms. Zhu Ziliu was caught off guard and screamed as his arm was broken
. Then, Ah Cai punched him, shattering his nose, and then slammed his elbow into Zhu Ziliu's chest. Zhu Ziliu groaned,
his vision went black, and he fainted from a sweet taste in his throat.

Although Huang Rong's skill was slightly superior to Zhu Ziliu's, her power was rapidly diminishing, and Ah Cai's slippery,
thin fingers were like a demon clinging to her, impossible to shake off. Ah Cai gripped Huang Rong's arms firmly
with both hands, swaying with her attacks until her attacks weakened and her power dwindled like a broken trickle.
Only then did he release his grip, preparing to capture her.

Huang Rong suddenly smiled alluringly and said, "You've fallen for my trap!" With that, she did a headfirst somersault, spinning
upside , using her hidden power and the momentum from the spin to deliver a powerful kick with her long, even legs,
striking Ah Cai's Tanzhong acupoint.

Ah Cai suddenly took a step forward, not to fall, but with a nonchalant sneer, he grabbed
the upside-down Huang Rong, tightly embracing her slender waist. Before Huang Rong's feet could return to the ground, Ah Cai
buried his head between her legs, rubbing against her private parts and frantically kissing and licking her intimate area.

Lord Wang's plump face trembled with pleasure: "Chief Huang, you beautiful and cunning female strategist,
you could never have predicted that Ah Cai is a master of both Shaolin's Golden Bell Cover and the Tantric Iron Shirt techniques. Moreover,
to eliminate the weaknesses of his external martial arts, such as acupoints and soft spots, he crippled his own acupoints and meridians. That's why when Ah Cai
fell ill, there was no way to treat him, which is why he's so thin—so thin that no one would be wary of this lowly
servant."

Lord Wang coldly added, "But he's also a very good 'funeral coffin'." "

Suddenly attacked in her private parts, Huang Rong panicked, kicking and thrashing wildly with her long legs, turning her palms into fists and
fiercely striking Ah Cai's thin legs. The struggle of the beautiful body in her arms seemed to further stimulate
the wildness buried deep within Ah Cai's heart. Suddenly, he used force to lift Huang Rong's entire body into the air,
his a forceful tear, Huang Rong tumbled to the ground with a "whoosh," and two large pieces of her clothes were torn off.
Before the hundred pairs of eyes of the heroes, soldiers, her husband, and Lord Wang, her snow-white and smooth waist was exposed, and her small navel
was faintly visible in the broken belt along with her flat abdomen.

Huang Rong turned her back and bent slightly towards the ground, frantically covering her exposed delicate skin with her hands and feet.
Huang Rong, who had lost all her martial arts skills, was now like a frightened rabbit, and a hint of panic appeared on her pretty face.

Ah Cai casually approached Huang Rong from behind, grabbed the back of her clothes by the collar, and tore it downwards. Huang Rong, now
like an ordinary woman unfamiliar with martial arts, had only weak resistance. Her smooth, silky back was exposed
to everyone. Huang Rong tightly clutched the tattered cloth in front of her chest as her last barrier.

Ah Cai's sinister hand slowly slipped through Huang Rong's long, flowing black hair, gripping her throat. Huang Rong involuntarily
tilted her head back. Ah Cai reached out and grasped one of Huang Rong's full breasts, searching for her
nipple through her clothes, and kneading her proud breasts. Huang Rong resisted desperately, pushing and hitting Ah Cai's chest with both hands,
trying stop his actions.

Huang Rong trembled and pleaded, "Please, go away, don't come near me!"

Under the relentless assault, facing the powerful Ah Cai, Huang Rong was utterly powerless to resist, only able
to retreat step by step. Ah Cai tore at Huang Rong's clothes inch by inch, like toying with a chick,
gradually exposing her skin. Everyone in the hall, regardless of good or evil, was
aroused by Huang Rong's increasingly naked appearance, their mouths dry and their desire burning.

Huang Rong's round, elastic breasts, covered only by a tattered cloth, were faintly visible through the sweat pouring down her back, and even her snow-white
thighs seemed ready to burst forth. Ah Cai pulled Huang Rong's right hand up, while her left hand desperately protected her chest; she struggled
fiercely, trying to escape his grasp.

Huang Rong cried out, "No! Stop! Stop! No! Ah!"

Her fair, smooth, and rounded skin was incredibly alluring. Ah Cai, his face close to Huang Rong's armpit,
inhaled a rich, milky scent, igniting a long-dormant desire within him. His thin face
rubbed against Huang Rong's soft skin.

Huang Rong's left hand, which she had been protecting her chest, was forcefully pulled away. Ah Cai swiftly pressed down on the last vestige of clothing covering her
upper body , grabbing her erect breasts and squeezing the mounds. He quickly pulled the tattered cloth away
, revealing Huang Rong's snow-white breasts and firm nipples. Huang Rong continued to struggle, swaying

her body, making her breasts seem about to jump.

Huang Rong screamed, "Ah! No! Father! Brother Jing!"

Huang Yaoshi was nowhere to be seen, Guo Jing had already fainted, and Huang Rong could only utter her helplessness.

Her full, beautiful breasts were completely exposed. Ah Cai held Huang Rong tightly, their hot bodies pressed together.
Ah Cai brought his mouth to Huang Rong's small nipple, sucking and licking it. Suddenly, Huang Rong's whole body stiffened.
She couldn't resist. A strange, familiar fear gripped her surroundings. Moreover, the hall was now
completely occupied by her enemies. Huang Rong felt her helplessness growing, and she was on the verge of losing her will.

Beautiful but weak, Huang Rong kept curling up her now naked body, hoping this misfortune
would pass quickly. Ah Cai's hand touched Huang Rong's slender waist, then slid down to her tightly clenched legs.
In the center, Huang Rong held her ground, but Ah Cai suddenly pulled his hand back, reaching into Huang Rong's tattered trousers with a broken belt, caressing
her soft pubic hair.

Ah Cai could no longer restrain himself, forcefully sucking on Huang Rong's nipples and swirling his tongue around them, removing all of
Huang Rong clothing. Almost everyone in the hall stared intently. Martial arts practitioners were originally
rough and uncouth people who lived on the edge of a knife. Faced with this scene, very few could restrain themselves. Seeing the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains,
the elegant, beautiful, and clever female Zhuge Liang, the high-ranking leader of the number one gang, completely
naked in front of them, everyone greedily searched Huang Rong's curvaceous and exquisite naked body with their eyes, admiring her
smooth creamy skin, her full and snow-white breasts, her round and plump buttocks, and the mysterious forest that aroused their imagination.

The delicate fragrance emanating from Huang Rong's mature body further aroused A Cai, who pinned her to the floor. Huang Rong
writhed under his weight, while A Cai held her face down, sucking on her delicate, rosy cheeks and
occasionally grabbing her full breasts. His other hand continuously caressed her private parts, his slender middle finger slipping between her tightly closed
legs, trying to touch the petals and clitoris beneath her mysterious pubic hair. Huang Rong screamed and resisted, and for a moment,
A Cai couldn't succeed.

Her beautiful face thrashed from side to side, desperately trying to escape, until finally, A Cai forcefully kissed her.
Helpless, Huang Rong's body stiffened, her soft lips pressed against his. A Cai, tasting Huang Rong's alluring
touch , thrust his tongue forward, his heart pounding with desire to suckle her saliva.

Huang Rong clenched her teeth tightly, while A Cai slipped his wet tongue inside her
lips her teeth, trying to pry them open
. Huang Rong held on tightly, and suddenly A Cai grabbed her breast and began to squeeze it forcefully.

"Ugh!" Huang Rong cried out in pain, opening her mouth. Taking advantage of this opening, A Cai's slippery tongue invaded her lips, entwining with her sweet tongue.

Huang Rong didn't want to open her mouth, but she couldn't escape A Cai's tongue, so she could only twist her
face from side to side.

Huang Rong was the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, the famous martial arts master, the disciple of Hong Qigong, the Beggar King, and the wife of Guo Jing, the great hero. She was also
the leader of the Beggar Clan and held a very high reputation and status. But now
she was naked in front of everyone, and she never dreamed that she would be touched and molested by a pair of dirty hands in front of everyone and have her kiss stolen. Ah Cai
kept licking the sweet saliva in Huang Rong's mouth and tried to stir her soft tongue.

Suddenly, Ah Cai pressed down on Huang Rong's slender waist. Facing upwards, Huang Rong felt her naked body float, discovering
her soft, plump buttocks pressed tightly against Ah Cai's neck. Ah Cai forcefully pried open Huang Rong's snow-white thighs,
exposing her private parts to everyone. Huang Rong felt utterly ashamed, but then she heard Lord Wang's voice:

"Ah Cai! Enough! Your filthy body, after you've used it, who else would dare play with it? First, help
yourself and Chief Huang take a bath!" With that, Lord Wang tossed Ah Cai a cleansing cardamom.

Ah Cai began to carefully bathe himself and Huang Rong. The slippery foam made Ah Cai's hands move more
nimbly. Huang Rong's beautiful, flawless skin, after being moistened by the water, looked even more alluring under the lamplight.
When seen a beautiful woman bathing naked, let alone Huang Rong, the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains? Every man's penis gradually
hardened.
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Ah Cai’s wet hands began to caress Huang Rong’s open thighs.
Huang Rong’s body, which had been altered by the aphrodisiac, involuntarily felt waves of pleasure. Her vaginal fluid began to overflow from her petals, and she made sweet
moans. A guard pressed Guo Fu down with his knife. Lord Wang said, “If you want your flower-like daughter to live, then put
on a good show for everyone. Didn’t you learn a lot in front of the waterfall cave?”

Huang Rong’s naked body was almost upside down. Her long legs were placed on Ah Cai’s shoulders, her buttocks were pressed against Ah Cai’s
chest, her head was on the ground, and her soft, shiny hair was spread on the floor. Lord Wang spoke while squatting down to play with
Huang Rong ’s breasts and caress Huang Rong’s silky skin.

Huang Rong opened her half-seductive eyes and looked at the crowd. "My God! This is too vulgar." Huang Rong
seemed to realize the situation: "Please, don't make me do this in front of so many people."

Lord Wang smiled without answering and, together with A Cai, "helped" Huang Rong "take a bath." Hundreds of eyes followed the four
hands and two tongues as they moved over Huang Rong's beautiful naked body, their heat as if they wanted to devour her. Lord Wang and
A Cai's caresses aroused Huang Rong's lust. Hearing the command she had to obey, the holy Huang Rong transformed into
a wanton . She stretched out her slender fingers and moved them toward her pubic hair, beginning to explore and caress her petals.
Her naked body also twisted involuntarily.

Ah Cai lifted Huang Rong slightly, and Huang Rong's neck loosened, leaving the ground. Wang Daren, who had already taken off his clothes,
took advantage of Huang Rong's head not being straight and stuffed his penis into Huang Rong's small mouth, thrusting it in and out frantically, while shouting vulgarly:
"Good Huang Rong, good baby, watch me fuck your cherry mouth, yes, suck it properly, just like that, so good,
so good, what a slut, what a beautiful slut."

Wang Daren stuck out his tongue and began to lick Huang Rong's petals. Huang Rong's fingers also cooperated by teasing her
clitoris . Wang Daren's fingers also joined in the fun, forming a combination of Huang Rong's, Ah Cai's, and Wang Daren's fingers. Together with Wang
Daren's skillful tongue, they continued to play with Huang Rong's secret petals.

Huang Rong's legs, suspended in mid-air, involuntarily spread wide open. She teased her clitoris, while Ah Cai and Lord Wang each
stroked the two petals of her private parts. Ah Cai's other hand caressed Huang Rong's anus. Her
vaginal opening, parted by two different fingers, was penetrated by Lord Wang's nimble tongue, which sucked and
gently bit the petals. As Huang Rong reached the peak of pleasure, her reason was gradually overwhelmed by lust.

The overflowing petals sent waves of pleasurable sensations through Huang Rong. The medicinal properties of the ancient sacred herb propelled her
lust to its peak. Losing her senses, Huang Rong cried out, "Ah! Ah! Please, insert me, insert it inside, love me!"

Lord Wang leered, "You used the wrong word! You are my sex slave, you can't use 'love' or 'insert,'
you clever slut. Guess what to say?"

Huang Rong gasped, "I, I am your sex slave, please, please do it..."

Huang Rong's fingers kneaded her clitoris, and Lord Wang began to lick and suck her clitoris and fingers with his tongue.
Lord Wang guided Huang Rong's other hand, inserting his middle finger into her vagina along with hers,
thrusting in and out .

Lord Wang said, "Who are you 'fucking'? I can't hear you!"

Huang Rong screamed, swaying her beautiful body. Her originally mature and elegant beauty was now even more
alluring : "Fuck me, please fuck me hard, please, stop torturing me! Ah! Ah!"

Lord Wang, without any hesitation, thrust his hips forward, inserting his entire penis, sending his erect member into Huang Rong
's petals. Their bodies were joined together in front of everyone.

"Ah!" Huang Rong cried out, her alluring body arching as his penis fully entered her wet petals
. A mature, youthful heat tightly enveloped Lord Wang's penis.

Before hundreds of pairs of eyes, Lord Wang began to violently rape Huang Rong. He gripped her slender, naked waist, thrusting
up and down relentlessly, increasingly brutally forcing her against his massive member. Her two round breasts swayed against
his fat face.

Lord Wang bit down hard on Huang Rong's nipples, sucking fiercely, attacking the pink areolas, and intermittently
nibbling .

Ah Cai wasn't idle either; he aimed his penis at Huang Rong's anus and forcefully thrust in, pumping rapidly.

Huang Rong, in pain from the penetration, opened her mouth to cry out. Lord Wang responded with his mouth, entwining his tongue with hers,
sucking her saliva. The two men, thrusting in from both directions, squeezed Huang Rong like a meat patty. The two men fiercely
penetrated Huang Rong's vagina from front to back, violently swaying their hips. Each thrust was accompanied by Huang Rong's wanton and seductive cries.

Huang Rong's soft, naked body was tightly enveloped by Lord Wang's obese flesh. Lord Wang sucked and caressed every inch of Huang Rong's
glistening skin, sucking on her areolas, kneading her round, high breasts with one hand, and supporting her slender waist with the other
. Huang Rong's round buttocks slammed against A Cai's thin bones, her snow-white thighs tightly clamping Lord

Wang 's mountain-like waist. In the midst of their assault, Huang Rong writhed between them, her delicate body and
beautiful face now exuding a seductive allure.

Soon, A Cai and Lord Wang switched positions. Lord
Wang grasped her full breasts and inserted his penis into her chrysanthemum-like anus from behind, while A Cai spread Huang Rong's
legs wide open, thrusting violently into her wet petals, rubbing her pubic hair back and forth. Huang Rong, losing her senses, responded
with moans.

Then, the two men withdrew their penises. Wang, behind Huang Rong, inserted his penis into her
vagina , all the way in, pressing his lower abdomen tightly against her full buttocks. He then pushed Huang Rong's
pelvis forward, and the other man, A Cai, immediately pressed his glans against Huang Rong's vagina, which already had a penis inserted

, trying to penetrate further. Huang Rong's beautiful face, full of seductive allure, looked at the two men.

Huang Rong cried out lasciviously, "What are you doing? Why aren't you moving? Move faster, fuck me, I want to be
fucked, hurry! Ah! It feels so good!"

But A Cai ignored her, forcefully spreading Huang Rong's labia and slowly inserting his glans
.

Huang Rong felt an unprecedented surge of sensation; she felt as if her vaginal muscles were being torn apart.
A Cai continued to thrust forcefully, while Wang, already inside Huang Rong, simultaneously squeezed
her breasts and thrust his penis repeatedly.

With great effort, Ah Cai finally managed to insert his entire penis into Huang Rong's vagina. The two men began to frantically thrust into Huang Rong, their penises simultaneously penetrating her vagina.

The men in the audience were dumbfounded. It was the first time they had seen Huang Rong naked, the first time they had witnessed her
masturbating and sucking the penis of a man who wasn't her husband. Strangers' hands caressed
Huang Rong's stunning body, their tongues licking her genitals and breasts, watching her have sex with two men at the same time. Even more unbelievable was that
two penises were simultaneously penetrating the same vagina.

Meanwhile, the severely injured Guo Jing slowly awoke, just in time to witness this lewd
performance .

Noticing Guo Jing's murderous gaze, Lord Wang thrust even more vigorously. He grabbed
Huang Rong's two full breasts from behind and licked her pink neck. Huang Rong, her eyes half-closed, turned her head and extended her small tongue
to entwine with Lord Wang's long, thick tongue. Their saliva exchanged and moistened each other. Lord Wang chuckled lewdly,
kissing Huang Rong's warm skin as he asked, "Is it good? Is it comfortable?"

Huang Rong moaned seductively, "Mmm... Ah!... Very... Very comfortable..."

Huang Rong's eyes were strangely hazy as she looked at Lord Wang and A Cai, radiating a bewitching and ethereal beauty.

Lord Wang leered, "It feels so good, just seeing that expression on your face."

Huang Rong said in a coquettish voice, "Ah! My dear master, kiss me again... ah... touch my breasts
... harder... ah!"

Lord Wang almost flattened Huang Rong's lips, then lewdly kneaded her full breasts,
kissing her as she let out wanton moans from her small mouth, her beautiful, slender legs trembling.

Lord Wang said, "Hey! Guo Jing, your wife seems to be about to climax."

Lord Wang revealed a victorious smile, and Huang Rong was startled to realize her husband's gaze. With a sudden surge of
consciousness, she cried out, "No! There are so many people, not here! Ah! No! Ah! In front of my husband! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah! Rape... rape me! Ah! Ah! Stop!"

The two men thrust violently, causing Huang Rong's body to vibrate continuously. In that instant, Huang Rong cried out, a wave of
throbbing pleasure spreading throughout her body. Huang Rong had involuntarily reached her climax.

Huang Rong cried out seductively, "Ah...oh..."

"The most beautiful and wanton woman in the Central Plains, now try the ultimate move of our Thirteen Protectors!"

Two hot, thick penises plunged in simultaneously, and Lord Wang's hands almost ripped Huang Rong's breasts
off her chest. Thick, copious semen spurted from the tips of both penises, filling
Huang Rong's entire uterus.

Seeing this, Guo Jing was overcome with rage and anger, his blood rushing to his head. "Ah!" he cried out, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood
, and fainted again.

Lord Wang laughed, "What a pity! What a pity! Your beautiful wife had an even more spectacular performance to give, why did she faint?"
"Oh dear! So good, yet so tiring. Eleventh Protector, get me some medicine."

The Eleventh Protector, "Eleventh Yama" Fang Shiyi, who had been suffering from internal injuries, walked to Lord Wang's
side as if nothing had happened, and gave him a pill.

Lord Wang took the pill, and his previously limp penis became erect again. He embraced Huang Rong naked in his plump
arms, caressing her smooth skin, licking her pretty face, and kneading her full
, white buttocks and breasts, saying, "Huang Rong, you little slut, you must be wondering why the heroes were poisoned.
You haven't drunk a drop of wine or eaten a grain of rice, so why were you poisoned?"

Huang Rong weakly blinked her large eyes, glaring at Lord Wang with a mixture of anger and sorrow.

Lord Wang's hand then reached for Huang Rong's recently violated genitals, washing her semen-filled petals with a cardamom pod, while
his other hand caressed her mature, naked, tender body. Huang Rong couldn't help but moan again.

Fang Shiyi continued, "Because I was a fellow student of Master Yideng's junior brother, the Indian monk, in medicine. In
terms of seniority, I was his senior, and my talent surpassed his; my medical and poison skills were superior. Yet, I was expelled from the sect by our master
simply because I created over ten different aphrodisiacs."

Fang Shiyi continued, "'Sad Breeze,' a poison lost to the Western Xia for many years, is odorless and tasteless, spreading with the wind and activating
upon contact with water. Although my version is not perfect and cannot disperse in the air and activate upon contact with water as described in ancient texts, it
can still react with 'blood.'" And the outbreak of your conflict with the Swordsman's Wanderer has sealed your
fate .

Lord Wang sighed and said, "Fellow heroes and guards, you now have an unprecedentedly
beautiful military prostitute, the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains, the intelligent, witty, and stunningly beautiful Beggar Clan leader, Huang Rong."

Lord Wang continued loudly, "Our Song army and righteous martial arts heroes have fought against the Mongols for many years, suffering exhaustion and
casualties . Our leader, Huang Rong, renowned for her beauty, intelligence, and steadfastness, has decided to abandon outdated morals and personally descend into the sea
to comfort you all with her unparalleled beauty. This will boost morale and also serve as a substitute for your
wives waiting for your triumphant return. Now, Leader Huang Rong is naked and waiting for you all. Who wants to be the first to receive Leader Huang's
favor ?"

As he spoke, one... He carried Huang Rong to Lu Youjiao, the new leader of the Beggars' Sect,
pulled down , and placed Huang Rong's fair and smooth legs on Lu Youjiao's waist. Their hot skin pressed together, and seeing Huang
Rong's alluring body so close and clearly exposed to him, Lu Youjiao's already aroused penis was
about to explode. Huang Rong weakly pleaded, "No... Elder Lu... please... don't look!..."

Lord Wang held Huang Rong's pink buttocks, lifted her naked lower body, and spread her slender legs even wider.
He rubbed Huang Rong's breasts with one hand, while the other hand played with Huang Rong's petals in front of Lu Youjiao. Lu Youjiao trembled
all over , his eyes bloodshot, his hands moving in and out of Huang Rong's beautiful naked body, lust and reason fiercely
battling.

Lord Wang grasped Lu Youjiao's hand and moved it toward Huang Rong's alluring body. Lu Youjiao looked at the weak and powerless
Huang , her smooth, flawless naked body rising and falling with her breath. The petals of her thick, dark forest were slightly parted,
revealing her clitoris, swollen from intercourse and caresses, clearly visible outside the petals, glistening with overflowing vaginal fluid. He couldn't help but half-heartedly
push forward, his trembling hands moving in.

Lu Youjiao saw that the Huang Gang Leader, whom he usually revered, was now naked before him, her breasts, buttocks, back,
legs, navel, and even her private parts completely exposed. Lord Wang then guided Huang Rong's hand,
and Huang Rong's fingers teased her wet petals together with Lord Wang's. Huang Rong moaned weakly. Lord Wang
inserted Huang Rong's slender fingers into her vagina and parted her petals,
revealing to everyone.

Unable to resist the temptation, Lu Youjiao slowly leaned forward, his tongue licking Huang Rong's petals. His outstretched
hand pressed against Huang Rong's alluring, full breasts, gradually moving closer and closer. His tongue licked deeper and
deeper into Huang Rong's petals. Suddenly, Lord Wang grabbed Lu Youjiao's neck and pulled him back, revealing the beautiful
body to the lustful crowd once more.

Huang Rong, naked and utterly unclothed, her fingers inserted into her vagina, her snow-white
thighs spread wide, her private petals parted, was now completely exposed. At this sight, many could no longer restrain themselves, and the crowd surged towards
Huang Rong's naked body.

Lu Youjiao was no exception. Already intimately connected with Huang Rong, he first grabbed and kneaded her breasts,
frantically kissing her smooth, white skin, pressing tightly against her warm body. His other hand also
inserted into Huang Rong's petals, working alongside her fingers to stimulate her overflowing, lustful vulva.

The other men crowded together, and whenever there was a gap, a pair of hands and nine fingers would reach for Huang Rong's skin. A dozen hands
would simultaneously rub and knead Huang Rong's body, while a bunch of fingers would caress her vulva. Taking advantage of the gaps, they would insert their fingers into her vagina, and
Huang Rong couldn't help but start moaning again, her wanton desire reignited.

Lu Youjiao thrust his penis forward, rubbing the tip of his penis against Huang Rong's wet vulva, but because there were too many hands,
he couldn't insert it into her vaginal opening for a while.

Guo Fu suddenly cried out, "No! Don't treat my mother like this!"

Lord Wang laughed, "What a filial daughter! Well then, if you obediently do as I say, perhaps I
can consider letting Huang Rong go."

Guo Fu didn't hesitate and said, "Okay! It's a deal!"

Huang Rong weakly said, "Fu'er! No!"

Lord Wang said, "First, take off your clothes."

Guo Fu gritted her teeth and removed her clothes piece by piece until her beautiful young body was completely exposed to everyone
. The lust of the crowd was aroused even more. Lord Wang said a few words to the guards beside him, and
the guards obeyed and went to Yelü Qi and the others.

Lord Wang said, "Go and take your mother's place!"

Guo Fu obeyed the order, tears streaming down her face, but she still resolutely walked towards the group of men. Ah Cai and Fang Shiyi quickly
dragged Huang Rong, who was about to be gang-raped, away. Lu Youjiao spread Guo Fu's legs and inserted his penis into Guo Fu's petals,
beginning to rape her. Guo Fu looked at Uncle Lu, who had watched her grow up, and cried out in anguish, "Uncle Lu!

No!" But the thrusting of his penis became even faster, and the other men joined in the debauchery, enjoying Guo Fu's beautiful,
precocious, and voluptuous body.

Guo Fu was gradually overwhelmed by lust. The medicinal power of the Ancient Tomb Saintly Realm awakened her hidden wantonness. Countless hands kneaded
her youthful body, and different men's penises were repeatedly inserted into her mouth, genitals, and anus. Semen shot onto Guo Fu's pretty
face, firm breasts, rounded buttocks, and every inch of her youthful skin. Her uterus and rectum were also
filled with semen.

Lord Wang admired the scene before him with satisfaction. He took out a book, opened the first page,
crossed out several names with large Xs, and laughed as he carried the weak and naked Huang Rong away from the hall.

The names in the book were none other than the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Central Divine, Old Urchin, Guo Jing, Huang
Rong Gongsun Zhi, Qiu Qianren, Fisherman, Woodcutter, Farmer, Scholar, Shaolin Temple Elder, and many other masters.

Huang Rong never expected that, despite her wisdom, the strength of the masters in Xiangyang City, and
the assistance of the three great masters, Master Yideng, Qiu Qianren, and Daojianlangzi, and with Yelü Qi, Wu Dunru, Wu Xiuwen, Wu Santong, Guo Fu,
Yelü Qi, Yelü Yan, and Wanyan Ping all having greatly increased their skills, they still lost this decisive battle.

Lord Wang, after years of political maneuvering, might not be adept at political maneuvering or leading troops in decisive battles, but his ability to use limited resources
to acquire vast profits was like a tiger in human skin, ready to devour its prey when they least expected it.

Yelü Qi was forced to watch his beloved Guo Fu being raped by the crowd in front of the hall. The Wu brothers,
Wu Santong , Yelü Yan, Wanyan Ping, Gongsun Lü'e, and Guo Jing were taken away by A Cai and Fang Shiyi. A group of craftsmen and soldiers
began sealing off the entire Guo Jing residence, dismantling the archway and replacing it with the "Thirteen Protectors' Sacred Fire Temple."

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A cold wind swept across the outskirts of Xiangyang, carrying a biting desolation. A thin, pale man sat on
a yellowish-brown stone, a large bucket of water beside him. His shoulder-length, soft hair slapped against his face in the wind, but the man
seemed indifferent to these disturbances, not even brushing away the stray strands of hair. He repeated the same fixed
actions : pour water, sharpen the knife, pour water again, sharpen the knife again. The sharp scraping sound of metal startled wild rabbits and birds in the suburbs. He
focused intently on sharpening three knives of different lengths in turn. The "knife" was his only world.

Where there was the sound of sharpening knives, there were no animals.

Where there were assassins, there were no people.

After sharpening one knife, he would wipe off the dirty water, then switch to another knife and continue sharpening, as if the blade was never sharp enough.

Occasionally, she would glance eastward, lost in thought, a hint of fervent longing flickering in her cold gaze, "
When

features were delicate, with red lips and white teeth, skin more radiant than a woman's, and deep eyes revealing complex emotions.

The man took out an oilcloth from his body and carefully wiped the blades. Although the sun was gradually setting, the thin, sharp
blades still gleamed with a dazzling white light. Suddenly, he stopped the tedious, repetitive movements, vigorously wiped
the last drop of water from the third blade, and slowly said, "You've come. You shouldn't have come, but you still came."

A few steps away, a middle-aged man with a sword on his back and a heavy black knife hanging at his leg laughed, "Of course it's me
. Could it be a ghost?"

The pale-faced man said, "It's not a ghost now, but it might be later."

The middle-aged man spat out the dry grass in his mouth and laughed inexplicably, "
Even the Iron Palm Qiu Qianren, whose skill is no less than that of the Five Great Masters of the East, West, South, North, and Central Divines, was defeated by me. You think you can kill me?!"

The newcomer was none other than the snake demon and swordsman who had just faced death a few days ago—A Lang. And the person carrying the three swords was none other than the Twelve Protectors who had carried A Lang out that day—Twelve Maruzou.

A-Lang said, "But you, it's been a few days, haven't you gone yet?"

Twelve Maru replied, "From Japan to the Central Plains, as a descendant of the prestigious swordsman family—Yagyu Tajima—I was first hunted down by
family traitors, and then angered my master Miyamoto Musashi for sympathizing with Sasaki Kojiro, suffering wave after wave of
attacks. Yet, I'm still alive. I think my days are probably still long. But you,
living for over a hundred years, must be tired of it by now!"

A-Lang sighed and said, "Ever since the Flower Demon, Boss Hua, was annihilated in the Valley of Heartbreak, I've been unable to use
Boss Hua's reincarnation technique to extend my lifespan. The life-extending techniques of the Monkey, Snake, and Dog demons are only
useful when Boss Hua reincarnates and parasitizes them. Now..." "I'm no different from any other ordinary person, and I don't have many years left to live."

Ah Lang suddenly laughed loudly and said, "But I'm living an interesting life now, so it's probably not a good time for me to go to the Western Paradise .
You saved me, so I should spare your life, but since you're so confident, although I don't want to kill you, I have
no choice but to do what you want. This is true respect for you. To be honest, with the sword swirling, the sword emitting sword energy, and
the sword flashing, are you really sure you won't die by my hand? Think about it again, maybe I can let you go."

Twelve Maru said, "But you came to kill me, and you have to kill me. Think about it? Don't wear a mask
of kindness . Today, only one person can return to Xiangyang." "This battle between us is inevitable. Stop pretending to be a good person.
Heaven, earth, you, I, and you all know the truth."

A-Lang nodded and said, "That's right. I originally wanted to change my appearance and join the righteous path of the martial arts world, but I didn't expect
to be seen through by Qiu Qianren and the other martial arts heroes, so..."

Twelve Maru continued, "So, you must join Lord Wang, firstly for fame and fortune, and secondly because your beloved
woman—Huang Rong—has fallen into Lord Wang's hands. And knowing that your martial arts have weakened, and being an
assassin , I am the first person you must eliminate."

A few chilling glints flashed in Twelve Maru's eyes as he said, "I must kill you too. Among the Thirteen Protectors,
there is no need for..." " Two knife-wielding assassins! Now that your skills are weakened, it'll be perfect to test your swords on you."

Before anyone knew it, A-Lang's sword sheath was empty, a chilling blue light reflecting off it and illuminating Jujumaru
's face. He sneered, "Your martial arts have weakened? Why don't you hurry up and try my sword?"

Jujumaru gripped the hilt and said, "Stop pretending. Others may not know, but you can't hide it from me. You
'll never be able to unleash your sword energy outside the blade again in this lifetime, because your three major meridians—Sanjiao, Cunmai, and Kanda Dumai—
have all been crippled by Shisan Menglang!"

A-Lang, who had maintained a smile, froze, large beads of sweat dripping down his face. He barely managed to compose himself and said
, "Impressive, you even know that."

Jujumaru continued, "My most respected master, Daito Horeita of the Chiba School in Japan, was a
martial arts genius rarely seen in a thousand years. His hobby was taking in people like me who were constantly hunted down. Jujumaru and I were
from the same school. My master collected martial arts techniques from various schools and compiled them into the secret techniques of the Chiba School."

Jujumaru sighed, "But precisely because of this, we had many enemies: the Yagyu clan, Miyamoto Musashi, and other
schools large and small . One day, they suddenly attacked and crushed the Chiba School, but the attackers were also severely injured. Later, they sought refuge with
the nameless master of the Itto-ryu School and then fled to the Central Plains."

Jujumaru said, "Therefore, I understand Jujumaru. I can predict
the outcome You must have tasted Jujumaru's
'Thirteen Dream Kills' of 'Heaven, Earth, Man, Sorrow, Grief, Suffering, Pain, Shattering, Life, Separation, Calamity, Corruption, and Death,' as well as his self-created secret technique 'World-Shocking Dream,' right?"

Ah Lang said, "That's right, but while the 'Thirteen Dream Kills' attack is fierce, it's easy to break. For me, whose power has been restored, it
's not a threat. And the 'World-Shocking Dream' is nothing but a lewd dream."

Twelve Maru said, "That's right, Thirteen Dreamer was very unlucky. The 'Thirteen Dream Kills' is an attack, and the '
Thirteen Dream Returns' is a defensive move. Back then, he thought the 'Thirteen Dream Returns' was for escaping and didn't bother to learn it
. As a result, he first encountered Qiu Qianren, and then you, one of the four most lewd people in the martial arts world. The 'Lewd Dream'
couldn't . The 'Thirteen Dream Returns' that doesn't understand 'survival' only knows 'killing,' which put Thirteen Dreamer
in danger." "

Jiuzouzo continued, "But, on that day, when I saw him escape Qiu Qianren's palm strike by feigning death, his iron palm
deeply imprinted on his skull, he was left as a cripple rather than a corpse. I knew then that he had actually comprehended
the second chapter of 'Chiba-ryu, Dream Chapter Three,' the four moves of 'Return, Stillness, Purity, and Emptiness' from the thirteen defensive moves of 'Thirteen Dream Returns.'"

Jiuzouzo paused, looked at Alang with a cold smile, and continued, "He used 'Dream Return of Emptiness' to empty himself,
enduring Qiu Qianren's palm strike, dispersing the domineering palm force from his skull to his meridians, causing damage to all his meridians and the loss of all his power,
yet he escaped death and became a 'natural body' that could absorb the power of others to recover at any time using 'Return, Stillness, Purity, and Emptiness.'" "

Twelve Maru's eyes turned cold as he said, "As long as you want to absorb his power, the moment you come into contact with the paralyzed Thirteen Dreams, you
will definitely fall victim to his 'Dream of Tranquility,' which will use your power to recover your strength, then use 'Dream of Purification' to lock your
meridians, and then launch a fierce attack with 'Thirteen Dream Kills' and 'Dream of Emptiness.'"

Ah Lang laughed and continued, "That's right. So when I wanted to absorb his power, he absorbed most of it
. At that time, when I poured in my inner energy to try to absorb his inner energy, I only felt like I was facing an 'emptiness.' Then, he countered
with dreamlike move, and immediately all three of my meridians were destroyed, and I could no longer send out my sword energy." "

Ah Lang said hatefully, "He was originally a cripple, but he used my power to recover and then turned against me."

Ah Lang took a deep breath, seemingly calming down completely, and laughed, "But he was still torn to pieces by me.
Are you better than him? I can still kill without sword energy. In the battle of Jueqing Valley,
even the Boss Hua, whose sword energy filled the sky, was still defeated by Qiu Qianren's Iron Palm Water Floating." Ah

Lang had already drawn half of the thick sword at his side, and the chilling sword intent pressed towards Twelve Maru Zang. Twelve Maru Zang couldn't help but take
a few steps . Ah Lang said, "Considering the 'gift' you gave me, I will leave you with a whole corpse!"

Ah Lang suddenly felt his scalp tingle. Twelve Maru Zang's sword was also full of killing intent. The problem was, Ah Lang didn't even see
when was drawn. Twelve Maru Zang said, "In the past, the most powerful of the eight bodyguards of 'Eight Brightness' was 'Mo Da Xu Kong'. He
learned the 'Void' from 'Thirteen Dreams Return'. Guess who taught him this move?" " Moreover, fighting him
has already exhausted the energy you need to wield a sword."

A-Lang stopped speaking. He trusted himself; too many words would only shake his confidence. He drew his sword, and his
saber. His swords and sabers were always swift in killing.

A-Lang's sword and saber followed one after another, sword becoming sword, saber becoming saber, saber becoming sword, sword becoming saber.

Few could ever see where A-Lang's swords and sabers went. His swords and sabers came from demons, monsters, and hell;
swords and sabers filled with demonic power existed solely for killing.

But, Jujumaruzo was also a "swift sword," a "sad swift sword."

Jujumaruzo came from "sorrow." From the moment his family drove him away, from his master and fellow disciples hunting him down, he had never gone
a day without sorrow. His sword, too, carried "sorrow" and "grief."

A sorrowful sword brought death.

A withered leaf, blown by the wind, drifted slowly to the ground. The swordplay, elegant and expansive, possessed the Buddhist
grandeur of the Tathagata Palm, interspersed with ruthless, deadly moves. Two golden,
butterfly-like shadows weaved through the intricate web of swords, the clash of metal like incessant raindrops. The drifting leaf landed on the green grass; in the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged a hundred blows.

A-Lang's techniques combined the Heartless Swordplay, the Yang Family Spear, and the Tathagata Palm, his offense and defense both magnificent and impeccable,
yet also infused with ruthless killing intent; every sword strike was deadly.

Twelve Maru's techniques were few, originating from Japanese martial arts from the Central Plains. He removed many strengthening and superfluous moves; his
swordsmanship was concise and crude, only slashing through gaps when the opponent changed moves, and only withdrawing his blade to defend when the attack was close to the skin
.

A bolt of lightning inexplicably ripped through the night sky, illuminating the earth. The blades of both duelists chipped, the clashes
fierce and relentless. They had been locked in combat for an hour when, as the flash faded, a thunderous boom followed, and a fierce wind whipped
up sand and debris.

The landscape shifted dramatically, and so did the battle. The swirling, butterfly-like light shattered, and Sasaki Kojiro's unique
Shattering Butterfly Sword Technique reappeared, the deadly Japanese samurai sword piercing A-Lang's flesh.

A-Lang didn't fall. At the instant the blade pierced his chest, he blocked with his left arm, the sharp blade piercing his
left arm. Simultaneously, A-Lang's sword pierced Jujumaru's abdomen, both gushing forth copious amounts of blood.

A-Lang lost an arm, Jujumaru was severely wounded, and then A-Lang saw that damned "emptiness"—the
pressure of the "void" suffocating him. A-Lang wielded his sword like a net, protecting his entire body, only to
hear attacks crashing against it relentlessly.

A few raindrops the size of pebbles heralded the start of the rain. A torrential downpour
lashed the grassland where the duel was taking place. With only one arm left to fight, A Lang was getting anxious. For every single strike from Shijūmaru Zō, A Lang had to
deliver a dozen or so strikes to defend. The enemy's strength was diminishing as his own was waning. The advantage gained by sacrificing an arm was about to disappear.

The torrential rain further hindered the movement of his protective sword net, causing A-Lang to become breathless and his
wounds to multiply. Although they were all minor, the situation was increasingly unfavorable for someone rapidly channeling their energy.

Suddenly, A-Lang withdrew his protective sword net, sheathed his sword, and slammed the heavy blade into the ground. Grass, gravel, and
mud flew into the air, and A-Lang disappeared into the rising dust.

But before disappearing, A-Lang had been stabbed three times each in the back, thigh, and shoulder.

A terrifyingly strange technique. As one of the Four Evils Snake Demons, A-Lang knew quite a bit about it. Twelve Maru discovered that his "Dream
of Emptiness" was facing a chaotic mass of flowers and dust, and from within the flower mass, swords were constantly thrusting out to
test his "Emptiness."

A Lang's "Rain of Flowers" combined with his "Heartless Sword" clashed with Jujumaru's "Dream of the Void." Flowers, dust, and mud scattered, colliding with "Dream of the Void," attempting to fill every "void." But even the largest "void" is man-made, and will eventually be filled; dreams always end.

The "void" absorbs every attack; flowers and mud will eventually run out, and flowers will eventually wither.

Will the "dream" shatter first, or will the "flower" wither first? In

this ever-changing dream versus the cold, ruthless battle, neither A Lang nor Jujumaru is certain.

A thunderclap shatters with the wind and rain, a dazzling flash blinding them both; the battle is about to erupt!

The flower cluster explodes, shattering into countless beautiful petals. "Flowers follow the water, swords cross," each petal
concealing the intent of a blade, a sword's heart piercing the "void," the "void," the "void"—the boundless "void."

The "emptiness" had long been filled, so the "emptiness" also disappeared. Twelve Maru, clutching the bloody hole in his abdomen, watched as a dreamlike
blade slashed towards the sky. A single tear unconsciously slid down his face, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, heavy with rain-soaked garments
. Facing the "rain of swords and flowers" was the "return of the dream of tears."

On the other side of Xiangyang City's outskirts, Master Yideng, Qiu Qianren, and Master Yideng's skilled medical junior brother, a monk from the Western Regions,
slowly walked towards an unknown distance. Heavy rain fell, making their soaked robes even heavier. At this moment, a handsome
young man appeared before them.

A heavy, unsharpened sword—the newcomer was Yang Guo.

Seeing the three masters' disheveled state, Yang Guo quickly took them to their lodgings, where they met with the Five Masters of Quanzhen and other members of
the Quanzhen sect .

Upon seeing his old friend, Master Yideng, the Old Urchin vanished without a trace, shouting, "
You despicable ! I have no face to show! Run! Run!"

Qiu Qianren recounted the bloody battle within the General's Mansion in detail. The Western Region monk, through Master Yideng's translation, explained
how he had fallen into a trap and been captured, becoming bait to lure Master Yideng into a trap.

Yang Guo exclaimed anxiously, "So, Uncle Guo, Aunt Guo, and the others might have been captured?! Master Yideng,
even if they used the Indian monk as bait, no one could subdue you. Why do you appear to have lost all your power?"

Qiu Qianren sighed, "Alas! Master wasn't attacked, but was trying to save someone."

Yang Guo asked, "What happened?"

Master Yideng said, "When I arrived at the designated location, I saw a person completely paralyzed. That person
called himself Thirteen Dreamers, saying that my junior brother was in his hands. To save the Indian monk, one must use the One-Finger Divine Skill... " His internal energy healed his injuries.

Master Yideng continued, "Though I am foolish, I am not ignorant of the gravity of the situation. From the moment I entered the General's Mansion, I
received a threatening letter. It seems Lord Wang has set up a trap within the General's Mansion. The heroes within must
have suffered some misfortune. Concerned about the greater good, how can I help the enemy and exhaust my own true energy? But out of compassion, I cannot help but
feel pity for this man and cannot bear to sacrifice my junior brother, the Indian monk, who has been by my side for many years."

Master Yideng said, "Just as I was hesitating, a considerable amount of time passed, and a man resembling a wanderer
carrying a body full of... " "A Lang arrived in a pool of blood. His severe injuries confirmed my suspicions. The general's mansion's heroes had been robbed.
I knew A Lang's skill was not much inferior to mine, and he was not bound by Buddhist precepts. I immediately used all my strength to
heal A Lang with the One-Finger Divine Skill, hoping that he could go and rescue the heroes of the Central Plains."

Qiu Qianren sighed, "Whenever Master uses the One-Finger Divine Skill to heal someone's severe injuries, his true energy is exhausted, and he will be unable to
use any martial arts for five years. Back then, I also severely injured Ying Gu's son with my Iron Palm, inducing Master to use the One-Finger Divine Skill, but it resulted in the death of an
innocent baby."

He mentioned Chen Nian. Hearing this, Master Yideng and Qiu Qianren couldn't help but put their palms together and say, "Amitabha!"

Yang Guo said angrily, "That dog of an official, Wang, has such a deep mind!"

Master Yideng said, "
As soon as A Lang's power recovered, that wanderer actually said, 'Lord Wang wants to appoint you as one of the Thirteen Protectors. You are no longer tolerated by the heroes of the Central Plains. Why not submit to us? Without your consent, we ask Master Yideng to treat your injuries.
This is Lord Wang's sincerity.'"

Upon hearing this, Thirteen Dreamer was extremely angry and cursed, "He is one of the Thirteen Protectors? What about me?!"

The wanderer said, "You are the second 'gift'." "

The Ronin continued, "The Four Evils of the Martial World all take pleasure in absorbing the power of others. Thirteen Dream Boy's power is
the second gift Lord Wang gave you upon meeting him."

After speaking, the Ronin left. Ah Lang gave a strange smile. Thirteen Dream Boy looked at Ah Lang, who was
approaching , and shouted, "This is not the original plan! You betrayed me! You promised to have this bald monk heal my serious injuries
!"

Ah Lang laughed, "Who told me I'm much more useful than you?!"

Qiu Qianren said, "Ah Lang will agree. Whether he wants to join Lord Wang or rescue the heroes, he will
absorb Thirteen Dream Boy's power."

Qiu Qianren continued, "He is inherently wicked and will not abide by ordinary ethics and rules. He will do whatever he wants. If he
does not achieve his goal, he will not hesitate to use any means. Just like the battle at the General's Mansion banquet, he did not hesitate to kill all the heroes of the Central Plains
to ensure his own and Huang Rong's safety. If Master's true energy had not been exhausted, he would definitely have taken this opportunity to absorb Master's
internal energy ."

The words "ethics and rules" threw Yang Guo's thoughts into disarray. His master-disciple relationship with Xiaolongnu
and his lustful love for Aunt Guo, Huang Rong, which crossed moral boundaries, were churning like boiling water. His mind was almost completely overwhelmed with troubles.
Huang Rong's safety also shook Yang Guo's already restless heart. After Qiu Qianren was defeated by A Lang, he fled the General's Mansion. The situation of
Uncle Guo , Huang Rong, and the heroes of the Central Plains could only
be guessed from the conversation between A Lang and the Thirteen Protectors relayed by Master Yideng. With many anxieties mixed in, Yang Guo was anxious and his heart was filled with anxiety.

Master Yideng continued, "But when Alang inserted his fingertip into Thirteen Dream Lang's brow, Thirteen Dream Lang gave
a strange smile, suddenly regained full mobility, and launched a fierce attack on Alang."

"The attacks were insidious and ruthless, bizarre and unpredictable; Alang was struck thirteen times in succession."

Master Yideng sighed, "He died, died a horrible death. Enraged, Alang relentlessly attacked Thirteen Dream Lang with his sword and blade. Although
Thirteen Dream Lang was skilled, he couldn't escape Alang's attacks. Ears, nose, fingers, eyes,
genitals, scalp, and pieces of flesh slowly detached from Thirteen Dream Lang's body."

Master Yideng counted on his fingers, saying, "I calculated it from the side; by the time he reached the thousand and first strike, Thirteen Dream Lang
had launched fourteen attacks, but he was practically a skeleton, covered in blood, yet still couldn't die. Finally, he grabbed
Alang..." "He thrust the knife into his vitals, and only then did he collapse and die."

Master Yideng sighed, "A-Lang glanced at this old monk a few times and said that the ronin and he had passed a house, roughly
in that direction, which seemed to be Lord Wang's temporary command post. They saw an old monk inside, missing an ear and
a thumb. After saying this, A-Lang quickly left, and then..."

Qiu Qianren continued, "Then, I spent a lot of time finding my master and then that house. Although
I was injured both internally and externally, I was still more than capable of dealing with those few thugs and rescued my uncle."

Master Yideng suddenly asked urgently, "Benefactor Yang! Where are you going?"

"A sword comes from the west, the black iron is wild, the heavy sword has no edge, skill is not crafted, the dark clouds scatter the sorrowful rain, telling of all the joys and
sorrows of the world, the hatred demon grows and the Tao disappears, heaven and earth are without Tao, if the world is hell, killing is the salvation!" The voice
drifted , and Yang Guo was nowhere to be found.

After a long time, the Five Masters of Quanzhen and the other followers searched the vicinity for Yang Guo but could not find him. They returned to their lodgings dejectedly.
Master Yideng and Qiu Qianren and others couldn't help but sigh with worry. A familiar voice accompanied by two pretty figures said, "
Guo'er is still too impetuous. He went deep into the tiger's den. Alas!"

The newcomers were dressed in black. One was beautiful and mature, while the other had alluring features
and girlish charm.

Everyone was stunned and asked, "You...?"

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Guo Jing slowly woke up and found himself naked. His strong hands were tied in the air, but his feet were on the ground
and he could move freely. Guo Jing's "Sad Breeze" poison had been cured, but he was listless. He did not want
to escape at all, even though his unparalleled martial arts had been restored.

Guo Jing recalled the scene of the past few days. From the day he regained his senses, everything around him
had been destroying and gnawing at his chivalrous heart bit by bit.

On the first day Guo Jing regained consciousness, his internal energy was still completely unusable due to the poison of the Sorrowful Breeze. When Guo Jing
opened his eyes, because the surrounding light was dim, although he had been asleep for a long time, his pupils, which had not seen light for a long time, quickly adapted to
the external stimuli, and everything around him was clearly presented before his eyes.

Lord Wang held a grand wedding in front of the naked Guo Jing,
betrothing . Then
, he celebrated lavishly, and many heroes who had been detained in the Central Plains were also forced to attend the ceremony, offer toasts, and eat at the wedding banquet, even though this was clearly a dungeon.

The three couples, whose initial rivalry over Guo Fu was broken by the Wu brothers (Big and Little Wu), the bitter love between Yelü Qi and Wanyan Ping (
who were sworn enemies), and the affections of Yelü Yan and Wanyan Ping for Yang Guo, have all transformed into three pairs of young lovers pledging their lives to each
other
. Therefore, aside from Guo Jing's naked wedding officiant and the public rape of Guo Jing's wife Huang Rong, no one understands what the lewd and wicked Lord Wang is up to.

Lord Wang and his men constantly persuade the heroes to join his self-created sect—the "Lewd Pleasure Cult."

After the wedding, everyone retreats outside the dungeon to "observe the ceremony." Wu Xiuwen and Wanyan Ping, Wu Dunru and Yelü Yan,
and Yelü Qi and Guo Fu consummate their marriage in front of their fathers and the heroes.

Enraged by the repeated humiliations, Guo Jing unleashed a torrent of vulgar and offensive language at Lord Wang. Lord
Wang , however, responded with a forced smile, "Great Hero Guo, this is merely a warm-up before the game begins.
Don't waste your energy and breath. Anger is harmful to your health; learn from it."

Lord Wang clapped his hands, and the guards separated the three naked couples engaged in intercourse and led them out of the dungeon.

A moment later, the dungeon door opened, and Lord Wang and several others entered. They bound Guo Jing and the nearby
walls with over a dozen thick hemp ropes. Then, a group of naked young women entered.

Guo Fu, Wanyan Ping, Yelü Yan, Gongsun Lü'e, and a dozen other young women each had a thick, oiled hemp rope
tied .

Guo Fu, Yelü Yan, and more than ten other girls were completely naked. The naked girls, their legs pressed together, walked step by step along the thick rope.
Their private parts clung tightly to the rope, rubbing against it as they approached Guo Jing from the dungeon entrance. The girls let out wanton moans as they walked, and then stood naked before Guo Jing. Guo Jing angrily shouted, "You despicable official, you shameless scoundrel, what do you intend to do?!" Lord Wang laughed and ordered the girls to walk back to the entrance along the rope. The thick rope rubbed against their clitoris and petals, and each girl involuntarily let out a wanton moan as she walked. Guo Fu even rubbed her breasts as she walked, her overflowing vaginal fluid gushing from deep within her petals, making her inner thighs slippery. Lord Wang, his obese body bent over, dripped the melted wax from the burning candle onto Guo Fu's body. Guo Fu's pretty, snow-white skin immediately sent a stinging signal back to her, and she cried out in pain, but her face became even more lewd, emitting an alluring seductive expression. Guo Jing was about to unleash his rage when he saw that every woman's eyes were filled with lust, and her cheeks were flushed and covered in fragrant sweat. He said fiercely, "You, you dog, you drugged them with aphrodisiacs?!" Lord Wang's fat hands, one hand touching Yelü Yan's genitals, the other caressing Wanyan Ping's wet petals, while "Eleventh Yama" Fang Shiyi took over Lord Wang's candle and continued to drip the wax onto Guo Fu's voluptuous body . Each girl simultaneously let out a lewd moan. Lord Wang said, "Indeed, indeed. I didn't expect that Master Guo is also quite familiar with this. He can tell at a glance that it's an aphrodisiac . It seems that Master Guo is quite an expert in this field." Guo Jing angrily said, "Nonsense! You bunch of dogs, stop right now! Don't you have any respect for the law?!"

"You despicable wretch!"

Lord Wang chuckled. "Guo Jing, I have a game for you that I need your cooperation with."

Lord Wang continued, "In a moment, I will have someone blindfold you. I will place these beautiful young women
in your arms. You must first lick each one with your tongue. Then, I will insert a secret game.
After my performance, you will touch these young women with your hands. Finally, please choose the most beautiful
young woman, Master Guo."

Although Guo Jing had lost all his martial arts skills, his sense of righteousness and propriety remained stubborn. He spat at Lord Wang and cursed,
"Shameless! Kill me or torture me as you please. If you want me to do such a vile thing, I would rather die!" With that, he
struggled to lift himself up and hanged himself with the cowhide binding his hands, hoping for a quick death.

Lord Wang smiled and said, "Death?" He casually picked up the "Martial Arts Sacred Flame Token" and struck Guo Jing hard to threaten him. Guo Jing felt
the pain and his body went limp. "Ten Years Coffin" leaped in front of Guo Jing and his thin, claw-like
fingers pinched Guo Jing's cheek and jawbone, almost crushing Guo Jing's bones. Guo Jing felt the pain and his mouth opened involuntarily.
He couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide.

Lord Wang said, "Look carefully, there are five soldiers and ten beggars behind each girl. If you
don't do as I say, I'll make them serve these men one by one, and let these men take turns raping these girls.
And I guarantee, your daughter will be the one who enjoys it the most."

As Lord Wang spoke, his hands were not idle either. He grabbed Guo Jing's precious daughter, Guo Fu, and quickly thrust his thick, fat penis
into Guo Fu's small mouth. Guo Fu sucked on it passionately, which made Guo Jing furious. Lord Wang turned Guo Fu's
pink and plump buttocks towards Guo Jing, raised Guo Fu's pink buttocks, spread her legs, and used his thick, short fingers to part Guo Fu's petals.
In front of Guo Jing, he inserted his fingers deep into Guo Fu's petals and rubbed Guo Fu's clitoris.

Guo Jing watched his daughter being violated by a villain, his heart bleeding as if cut by a knife. At this moment, Lord Wang
smiled strangely, "Take a good look, your daughter is truly beautiful. Even you, her father,
can't take your eyes off her naked body. How about it, isn't her lower body beautiful? Never seen it before? Soft pubic hair, moist
petals, full buttocks, snow-white and slender thighs. You must want to try your own daughter's taste, right?"

Lord Wang suddenly stopped caressing Guo Fu, his eyes cold as he continued, "If you obediently play the game, at least
you can... " " I'll choose to spare one girl from being predated. Also, if they perform well, perhaps I can consider letting
them all go. Think it over carefully. As an imperial envoy, I absolutely will not force anyone."

Guo Jing had no choice. Seeing the game was inevitable, he had to consider which girl to choose. Quickly,
driven by human selfishness, Guo Jing naturally chose to save his daughter, Guo Fu. However, Lord Wang's "game"
required Guo Jing to be blindfolded. To find Guo Fu among so many girls, Guo Jing had to be familiar with
the appearance and characteristics of each one.

Guo Jing gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Wang, I agree to play this game."

Lord Wang clapped his hands and laughed, "Good! Good! Here's a hint: carefully examine these
girls ' naked bodies. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. You'll have to use licking and touching to find a specific girl. You need to
remember her features and the differences from the others."

Guo Jing had no choice but to carefully examine each girl's naked body, especially his
daughter Guo Fu, and simulate the differences between how she looked and how he touched and licked her.

Guo Jing had been deeply taught from a young age that since his daughter began puberty, he had stopped personally attending to her personal needs.
Counting the days, from when Guo Fu was eight to sixteen, aside from the time Lord Wang had just exposed Guo Fu's buttocks and genitals
, it had been nearly eight years since he had seen Guo Fu naked. But now, Guo Jing not only had to
see his own daughter's naked body, but also the naked bodies of other girls. The dignity of a great hero was being subjected to
such despicable humiliation.

Guo Jing, who already had a poor memory, forced himself to try and memorize the facial bone structure, hair style and length, and the features of each girl's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

Seeing this, Lord Wang said, "Great Hero Guo, don't just look at each beauty's face. Do you think I'd be stupid enough to let you
touch their faces?"

Guo Jing was startled and said, "You...then...then wouldn't I be violating these young girls, even touching
my own daughter's body?! You...you shameless dog!"

Lord Wang smiled maliciously, "That's right, it's up to you whether you want to or not. If you don't touch them, there's
a bunch of waiting to rape them. I respect you as a great hero, think it over carefully." "Chu, I absolutely
will not force you, Master Guo."

Guo Jing, his eyes red, forced himself to suppress the teachings of righteousness and morality, and all the humiliation, and carefully looked at
his daughter Guo Fu's naked body. Her delicate skin, beautiful face, precocious and full breasts,
as plump and luscious as a ripe peach, slender waist, plump and pink buttocks, long legs
, smooth and clean back without any blemishes, pink areolas, and private parts covered by fine black hair were completely different from the little
girl .

Then, there was the more delicate and slender Wanyan Ping, the firm and full-figured Yelü Yan,
the petite but still exquisite Gongsun Lü'e, and the naked bodies of other girls.

Lord Wang suddenly chuckled and said, "Ten, eleven, look, Master Guo's penis is swollen and
erect, even more impatient than ours."

Guo Jing blushed, but his body's natural reaction left no room for argument. Lord Wang then ordered
Guo Jing 's eyes to be blindfolded and began his shameless game.

Lord Wang first ordered Guo Jing to suckle the areolas of each girl. Forced by lust, Guo Jing had no choice but
to suckle one by one. The scent of the girls' breasts filled Guo Jing's mind with temptation, constantly destroying the moral
walls . As Guo Jing suckled each beautiful areola, each girl pressed her hot body against
him.

Guo Jing tried to calm his mind, trying to discern which girl's breast he was suckling. From the characteristics he remembered—that
Guo Fu's breasts were not as firm as Yelü Yan's and were fuller than Wanyan Ping's—he could identify several
girls who might be his daughter, Guo Fu.

Guo Jing trembled and said, "The second, the seventh, the fifteenth, the sixteenth, and um... um... the eleventh girl."

Lord Wang laughed triumphantly. He then added the girls chosen by Guo Jing, along with Wanyan Ping, Yelü Yan, and Gongsun Lü'e
, and reassigned numbers to them in order.

The second phase of the game then began. Lord Wang ordered Guo Jing to kiss and lick each girl's private parts. One by one, the beautiful girls,
at Lord Wang's command, took turns spreading their thighs, their petals slightly parted, allowing Guo Jing's tongue to slide and lick them. The allure emanating from their
private parts stimulated Guo Jing's masculine instincts and sense of morality.

Long bound by moral constraints, Guo Jing, faced with the situation of licking the girls' private parts, found his morality amplifying his
lust , causing him to sweat profusely and his penis to grow even larger uncontrollably.

Guo Jing licked and sucked one young girl after another. The genitals of these innocent girls were almost indistinguishable from one another
, unlike breasts, which vary in shape, size, areola shape, and firmness. Guo Jing had never tasted
the fluids of his beloved daughter, Guo Fu, nor had he ever touched the genitals of other girls like Wanyan Ping. Among the many girls,
Guo Jing couldn't find the one he wanted to save.

Already foolish, Guo Jing was now utterly helpless.

He sighed inwardly, "Fine!" and began to employ the most foolish, tiring, and lewd method, yet also the most
effective .

Guo Jing very carefully and gently sucked and licked the petals of the girls arranged before him. His soft tongue
slid quickly and skillfully across the moist petals. Guo Jing's goal was to constantly tease the girls, eliciting
soft moans and gasps, so that he could recognize his daughter from their voices.

Guo Jing diligently used his oral skills, carefully licking the petals, clitoris, labia, pubic hair, and
the edges . Amidst the lewd moans, he finally recognized a voice similar to Guo Fu's.

Suppressing the thought that he was Guo Fu's father, Guo Jing licked even more deeply, sucking on the clitoris before him.
The lewd moans grew louder and faster. The previous stimulation combined with the temptation before him caused his lust to suddenly cloud
his judgment. He forgot that the girl before him might be Guo Fu. His tongue kept probing into the center of the petals, using it to move in and out
, while his lips and nose teased the clitoris, petals, and pubic hair.

Lord Wang's cold voice rang out, "Enough, next one!"

Guo Jing's heart skipped a beat, secretly relieved that he had almost lost control.

Now that he knew who Guo Fu was, Guo Jing didn't care whose lewd sounds or wet petals she was listening to.
He unleashed his pent-up lust, thrusting his tongue in and out of the center of the petals, his penis rubbing against the smooth,
tender skin of the young girl.

Coincidentally, following Guo Fu were his disciple's wives, Yelü Yan and Wanyan Ping.

The crowd, who had been "observing" from outside the window for so long, were now experiencing a mixture of indescribable sorrow, anger, lust, and excitement. Many
surrendered and joined Lord Wang's "Cult of Debauchery."

Lord Wang watched the live sex show with satisfaction, watching the great hero Guo Jing suckle his daughter Guo Fu, his future disciple's wife Wanyan Ping, Yelü Yan, Yang Guo's young friend Gongsun Lü'e, and the beloved daughters of his friends and fellow martial arts practitioners. Lord Wang said, "Hehe! It's time for my arranged show to begin."

Guo Jing's blindfold was removed, and one girl after another took turns sucking his penis. Guo Jing's lust surged,
a surge of excitement and desire eager to be released. But each time, just as Guo Jing seemed about to reach his climax, the girl was replaced, and
after a short rest, another girl would take her place, sucking and swallowing Guo Jing's penis.

Seeing Guo Jing's bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing, Lord Wang knew he was overwhelmed by lust. He thought, "Little
Jiajia is truly skilled; she not only seduced Guo Jing but also knows exactly where his weaknesses lie."

Lord Wang announced, "The grand finale is about to begin!"

Three naked and beautiful young women, Yelü Yan, Gongsun Lü'e, and Wanyan Ping, surrounded and embraced Guo
Jing's naked, lust-filled body, taking turns kissing and caressing every inch of his flesh. Finally, while the three beautiful young women
continued to caress him, Wanyan Ping lowered her head to suckle Guo Jing's penis, caressing his scrotum and thighs, and rubbing his penis.

Yelü Yan wrapped her legs around Guo Jing's waist, her firm breasts pressing against his chest, her pubic hair rubbing against
his lower abdomen, writhing against his upper body as she passionately kissed him.

Gongsun Lü'e's wet, slippery tongue roamed over Guo Jing's waist, spine, and buttocks, while her slender fingers caressed
his anus, sending a tantalizing tickle through him.

Guo Jing could no longer restrain himself, swaying his hips as his penis rapidly moved in and out of Wanyan Ping's small mouth, indulging in
the different beauties and tenderness of the three girls. His passion reached its peak, and a gush of fluid was about to erupt.

Suddenly, Wanyan Ping's mouth left his penis to kiss Guo Jing's
scrotum her place, beginning to suckle her father's penis.

Overcome with pleasure, Guo Jing's penis suddenly ejaculated thick semen into Guo Fu's mouth. Guo Fu blinked her pretty eyes
, radiating extreme lust, slowly swallowing Guo Jing's semen, continuing to suckle his still-vibrating penis,
cleaning and sucking away the semen.

Awakening from his lust, Guo Jing cried out in anguish, "No!"

And so, day after day, Guo Jing endured different "games," each ending with
Guo Fu performing oral sex, masturbation, or breast sex to ejaculate Guo Jing's semen.

Guo Jing's semen had filled Guo Fu's mouth, face, breasts, buttocks, lower abdomen, even her flower petals and pubic
hair—he had almost committed "traditional" and "formal" rape against his daughter. But his heart as a chivalrous hero
was already shattered.

Therefore, although Guo Jing had regained his martial arts skills, he felt filled with guilt, unable to face
the Central Plains heroes whose daughter he had toyed with, unable to face his disciple, wife, and daughter, and even unable to face himself. He didn't want to struggle; he
had lost the will to resist.

A guard hurriedly whispered a few words in Lord Wang's ear. Lord Wang frowned and said, "What?!
Such a thing?!" and rose to leave the dungeon.

Before leaving, Lord Wang used the "Sad Breeze" technique to lock Guo Jing's internal energy again, untied the tendons binding Guo Jing's hands, and then
ordered the naked Guo Fu to embrace him. Guo Fu,
under the influence of the aphrodisiac, obediently wrapped her fiery naked body tightly around Guo Jing. Driven by lust, Guo Fu's exquisite body began to rub against Guo Jing's skin. Guo Jing, whose shackles were still on, could not escape his daughter
's entanglement, only feeling his beautiful, precocious daughter hugging him tighter and tighter.

Without her master's command, Guo Fu moved according to her own desires, her breasts pressing and gently kneading against Guo Jing's chest.
Her long, slender legs tightly gripped Guo Jing's crotch, the soft hair of her pubic area gently rubbing against his lower abdomen and penis.

Guo Jing weakly said, "Fu'er, stop!"

The moment Guo Jing opened his mouth, Guo Fu quickly met his with hers, her wet, fragrant tongue plunging into his mouth. Their lips met,
saliva exchanged, father and daughter's tongues intertwined tightly. With nowhere to hide, Guo Jing could only tenderly kiss
his daughter, letting Guo Fu's skin move over his body.

Guo Jing's hands, which had been dodging and weaving, gradually moved upwards under the influence of Guo Fu
's alluring body. One hand gripped Guo Fu's slender waist, kneading her soft, full buttocks, while the other grasped her firm breasts, gently caressing them.

Guo Fu knelt down, kissing her way down Guo Jing's neck, stopping before his engorged penis, and began to suckle it. The rapid, passionate sucking caused
Guo Jing 's legs to buckle, and he collapsed to the ground.

Guo Fu slowly shifted her body, sitting on Guo Jing's waist, her full breasts hanging in front of him. Guo Jing couldn't resist
his desire and began to suckle Guo Fu's breasts, his hands roaming over her body. His mind was filled
with images of Guo Fu sucking his penis, teasing her breasts, licking her private parts, and rubbing her naked body against him over the past few days.
At this moment Guo Fu's hips swayed back and forth, rubbing against Guo Jing's engorged penis.

Guo Fu's slender hands reached towards her private parts, grasping Guo Jing's penis, rubbing it while simultaneously using the
tip to rub against her wet petals, emitting wanton moans.

Guo Jing didn't know how to refuse, nor could he push her away; his own lust overflowed.

Guo Fu inserted her penis inch by inch into her petals, Guo Jing feeling his penis being enveloped little by little
by the slippery warmth, until it was completely inside Guo Fu.

Guo Jing sighed inwardly, "In the end, it was unavoidable."

The mistake had been made, and Guo Jing couldn't care less. He gradually swayed his body, making his penis move rhythmically, and began
to thrust violently into Guo Fu.

Guo Fu, in turn, swayed her body violently with Guo Jing's thrusts, her full buttocks bobbing up and down, repeatedly
sitting between Guo Jing's legs. His penis moved in and out of her flower-like opening, the throbbing of desire causing Guo Fu to moan and cry out incessantly
.

Guo Jing held the violently heaving naked body in his arms, one hand tightly gripping her slender waist, making Guo Fu's hot,
naked body writh against his body. His other hand caressed her pink buttocks, his fingers gradually inserting into
the clitoris at the center of her buttocks. Watching her full breasts sway before his eyes, he passionately sucked on his daughter's breasts.

In the intense intercourse, Guo Fu reached her climax first, her wanton moans growing louder, her overflowing lower body
suddenly convulsing and contracting, bringing Guo Jing to his climax as well, a wave of pleasure about to explode.

In the instant Guo Jing ejaculated, with his last ounce of strength and the last vestige of his moral compass,
he forcefully pushed Guo Fu away, then ejaculated again, preserving the last shred of dignity for both himself and Guo Fu.

But Guo Fu immediately pounced on Guo Jing, grabbing his still-erect penis and sucking on it, licking the semen
clean . The way she swallowed and released his penis exposed her vulva and full buttocks to him.
Guo Jing, unable to resist his lust, began to caress Guo Fu's full buttocks and lick her slightly parted, moist vulva.

The dungeon door was already closed, and Guo Jing vanished into the darkness.

In the hall, Fang Shiyi, known as the "Eleventh Yama King" and a "master of all trades and a martial arts encyclopedia," reported to Lord Wang, who
had rushed in: "A total of twenty-one guards have died, each killed using two different methods, likely
by two different people."

Lord Wang was naked from the waist down. Huang Rong, the mature and beautiful leader of the Beggars' Sect and the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains,
was also completely naked. Upon seeing Lord Wang, she pounced from a corner, her beautiful figure tightly entwined around him, her smooth skin
rubbing against his body. Lord Wang, as if used to it, embraced Huang Rong's delicate body, his gaze tracing from her neck and breasts down her soft

abdomen and waist, lingering on her petals, caressing and kneading her naked, exquisite skin,
while looking at the bundles of "things" on the ground.

There were twenty-one corpses wrapped in blue and black cloth, arranged in two groups.

Lord Wang asked, "Two people?"

Fang Shiyi replied, "That's right, two people. Ten of them were killed by bamboo sticks and palm techniques, belonging to
the guard group jointly commanded by the former First, Second, Third, and Fourth Protectors. A peach blossom branch painted black was left at the scene. The other eleven
were killed by being chopped with a blunt weapon. They belonged to the 'Five Protectors' Death Squad' of the former Fifth Protector and the 'Six Winds Assassination Group' of the former Sixth Protector.
A note was left at the scene with the seven characters 'Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill.'"

Lord Wang, sucking on Huang Rong's full breasts and playing with her private parts, asked, "What martial arts did they use?"

Fang Shiyi stammered, "The strange thing is that the technique of killing with a blunt weapon is unprecedented. We don't know
the school or who specializes in it. But judging from their injuries, the bamboo stick and palm techniques should be the 'Dog-Beating Stick Technique,' the 'Falling Flower
Divine Sword Palm,' and the 'Orchid Flicking Acupoint Hand.'" "

Lord Wang roared, "Nonsense!"

Fang Shiyi immediately smiled obsequiously, "Yes, yes, yes, I must have made a mistake somewhere. I am ignorant and
incompetent , and should not have spoken carelessly. I should slap myself."

After saying this, Fang Shiyi really slapped his own cheek hard. After several blows, his cheek turned red and purple and bled.

Lord Wang looked into the distance, lost in thought: "The abandoned baby Wu Feng is that one-armed boy, but the other one...
? How is that possible? How strange!"

Huang Rong was hanging on Lord Wang's body, head to toe, passionately sucking on Lord Wang's penis. Lord Wang
was thinking hard while licking Huang Rong's petals and clitoris.

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A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the heavy rain, like beans, continued for several hours without stopping.
The duel between Twelve Maru and A Lang outside Xiangyang City was not yet over. The clear rain kept washing away the mud and blood on their bodies. Twelve
Maru's pale face even showed a few crystalline glints. A Lang's eyes flickered, and he drew a sword circle and jumped out of the battle.

A Lang smiled weakly: "After several hours, our energy has been exhausted. However, neither of us is willing to rest our fierce
sword moves . But although there is no blessing, there is also no misfortune. Thanks to you,
I have learned a new move in the continuous fierce battle."

A Lang put his knife on the ground, threw his sword into the air, and drew three shadows with his palm, fingers, and fist with one hand. With a clang, the sword and knife clashed .
Driven wildly by countless shadows of fists, fingers, and palms, and forced towards Jujutsu Maruzo, A-Lang declared, "This is my newly mastered ultimate move!
It draws the energy of the Tathagata Palm into my eight extraordinary meridians, unleashes the sword finger from the Yang Family Spear, and combines it with Sword Walker's Purgatory, Blade Spinning into
Dragon Slaughter, and Rain of Flowers to create this ultimate move!"

Jujutsu Maruzo was not to be outdone. His slender hands continuously drew countless shapes and meanings, while simultaneously wielding three samurai swords
of different . Jujutsu Maruzo smiled eerily, "With only one hand left, what can you be so arrogant about?! I've come to learn from
the 'Thousand Leaf Style
One !"

A-Lang's figure suddenly moved, appearing directly in front of Jujutsu Maruzo. Caught off guard, Jujutsu Maruzo's "
Thousand Leaf Style One Leaf Slash" disregarded the three directions the blade would take, changing its attack and fiercely slashing towards A-Lang's body.

Suddenly, Ah Lang shouted, "The Tathagata destroys the Way! Hell's cycle of reincarnation!" Countless sword strikes radiated out like thunderbolts.
Twelve Maruzou hastily unleashed his ultimate move to clash with it, but was still slightly outmatched. Three samurai swords were knocked away, but the sword strikes continued unabated,
rapidly engulfing Twelve Maruzou's figure, the sharp blades slashing towards him.

When the Buddha destroys the Way, demons are touched by the Buddha's light, the heavens and earth roar like raging bulls, and ghosts and Buddhas of hell envelop and gnaw at the opponent's flesh.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Twelve Maruzou sighed inwardly, "So be it!" He closed his eyes to await death, but was surprised to feel a cool and comfortable sensation
coming from his severely injured abdominal wound.

Twelve Maruzou opened his eyes and saw Ah Lang pressing his hand against his wounded abdomen, using internal energy and golden wound medicine to heal
the injury. Ah Lang's face was less than a hand's width away from Twelve Maruzou's.

Ah Lang said softly, "You can fool others, but you can't fool me. After fighting with you for so long, the rain has soaked
your clothes and washed away your disguise. The fragrance of your hair comes with your long hair, an undeniable woman's scent. You are a woman."

Twelve Maru Zang retorted angrily, "Nonsense!"

Ah Lang's face drew closer and closer, their noses almost touching. Ah Lang said softly, "If you don't move away, I
'm going to kiss you!"

Twelve Maru Zang's face suddenly turned as red as a spring flower, and he cursed, "You dare!?"

At some point, a gust of wind accompanied by rain blew by, and their lips were already intertwined. Ah Lang kissed
very lightly, gently sliding his tongue into Twelve Maru Zang's mouth, testing the other's moist softness, gently holding
Twelve Maru Zang's thin lower lip, his strong arms encircling Twelve Maru Zang, and he began to remove Twelve Maru Zang's clothes.

His tongue slid over Jujumaru's pearly teeth, his clothes billowing from his chest, slipping from his shoulders, revealing his delicate shoulders and
rounded breasts beneath the tattered garments.

Clothes were gone, revealing only a curvaceous and beautiful body, her nakedness radiating flawlessness.
The slender man's figure vanished without a trace, and A-Lang's hand traced the curves of her body, caressing the beautiful woman's skin.

A-Lang asked, "Your real name? I still don't know your true name."

Jujumaru breathed rapidly, "Don't ask so many questions. A name is just a label. Please,
hold ."

The woman's body heat spread through A-Lang's body. The woman in his arms exuded a silent loneliness and sorrow, as if
no . Her fragrance and warmth clung to their skin, resonating within A-Lang's soul.

A-Lang, too, hadn't been loved in a long time. Drawn by emotion, he couldn't help but hold the beautiful woman tightly,
savoring their genuine intimacy, his hands gently caressing her breasts and private parts.

The woman suddenly said, "If we're still together when we wake up, please allow us to depend on each other for survival."

Ah Lang remained silent, his breathing growing increasingly rapid, his caresses of her naked body becoming faster and more urgent.
Suddenly, Ah Lang lifted the woman's body, spreading her snow-white thighs, and his hot penis entered her wet, secret
place, beginning a fierce act of intercourse.

Heavy rain drenched the woman's naked, beautiful body, raindrops sliding down her breasts. Ah Lang tenderly licked away the
chilling droplets. As the woman swayed violently, the raindrops scattered wildly, and Ah Lang's thrusts became increasingly intense.

The woman straddled Ah Lang's waist, arching her back sharply, the torrential rain cascading over her high, white breasts. Her
passionate, frenzied movements were almost impossible to conceal amidst the cacophony of the world, which could barely suppress her intense moans.

A surge of pleasure rushed to her brain as Ah Lang's semen flowed deep into the naked woman's body. The woman also contracted
fiercely , reaching the peak of her desire.

After the heavy rain, the weather cleared, and the seasons continued their cycle. Twelve Maruzo and A-Lang seemed to have vanished without a trace.

In a remote, barren mountain village, there was a small plot of land barely arable. A seemingly ordinary couple, of unknown origin,
worked tirelessly day and night to cultivate it. The woman was beautiful and capable, and the man appeared simple and strong, the envy of other
households .

In the mornings, they were busy with farm work and chores. When the moonlight shone on the earth, the couple would make love again and again.

Spring warmth, summer heat, autumn chill, winter snow—the seasons changed, marking the age of the earth and deepening the affection between the young couple.

Their peaceful days were free from strife and disturbance. There were no more swords and shadows, no more bloodshed, no more national feuds, no more
scheming intrigue. The treacherous and brutal affairs of the martial world seemed to have nothing to do with them.

They were A-Lang and Twelve Maruzo.

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