"Nonsense!" Hong Lingbo was slightly annoyed.
"Xiao Longnu is your martial uncle, and I am her fiancé. Is it wrong for you to call me uncle?”
When Ye Wudao said this, his sword skills gradually became more and more fierce. First, he used the Great River, followed by the Full Moon in the West Tower, then the Sunset Clouds Combined to force her to the wall, and finally, he used the Frosty Waves and Rolling Snow to snatch away her weapon.
Hong Lingbo's longsword was snatched away, and she was greatly shocked. How could she not have thought that the other party was only a few years older than her, yet his sword technique was actually so formidable? It seemed like his inner energy was also above hers.
"Li Gui, look after Martial Nephew Lingbo. We'll go see Li Mochou.”Ye Wudao ordered.
"Yes, Master."
Wu Santong had sealed Hong Linbo's acupuncture points, preventing her from circulating her energy, so she could only follow him obediently.
Hong Lingbo roared all the way." Kill me if you have the guts. My master will definitely avenge me. She will definitely tear you into pieces!" Dismember!"
"Martial Nephew, we're all from Ancient Tomb Sect, I won't kill you.”Ye Wudao explained simply.
"Who is your Martial Nephew? You're really shameless!" Hong Lingbo almost died from anger.
"I'm your uncle, I'm your uncle, I'm your uncle. Important things have to be repeated thrice, do you remember now?”
Ye Wudao knew that Hong Lingbo's nature wasn't bad, so he didn't kill her.
In the original novel of the Condor God, Li Mochou had wanted to kill Lu Wushuang several times, but Hong Lingbo had taken great care of his junior sister. Every time, he would help her out and successfully save Lu Wushuang's life.
Perhaps he knew that struggling was useless, or perhaps he knew that his master was about to appear, Hong Lingbo actually didn't make a fuss and obediently followed beside Ye Wudao.
While Ye Wudao was hurrying along, he glanced at Hong Lingbo's pretty face from the corner of his eyes. He saw her facial features and her graceful figure. If she was on Earth, she would definitely be a school belle.
"Actually, it's pretty good if you don't lose your temper.”
"You don't have to say that!" Hong Lingbo said.
"No boy will like you.”Ye Wudao shrugged.
" You…" Hong Lingbo was actually speechless.
What else could she do when she met someone like Ye Wudao? She rejected him in her heart.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the flames soared into the sky.
Ye Wudao rushed all the way to the front hall, following the sounds of fighting.
The most magnificent place in the Lu Residence was the front hall. However, at this moment, the front hall was already a mess. The ground was covered in blood, flower pots, broken tables and chairs, and the corpses of several servants.
As soon as Ye Wudao walked into the front hall, he saw a beautiful Daoist nun in a purple Daoist robe.
This Daoist nun held a snow-white horsetail whisk in her hand and stood in the middle of the front hall. Her beautiful eyes looked down on the crowd, extremely bright and fierce.
At the front of the hall, Lu Liding held a long sword, Madam Lu held a mandarin duck knife, and Wu Sanniang held two knives. All of them had vigilant expressions. The three of them stood in a triangular formation, facing the Daoist nun head-on, ready to charge at any moment.
However, this nun was not afraid at all, as if she had already treated the other party as air.
This nun was Li Mochou.
Ye Wudao saw that Li Mochou was over 30 years old, but his skin was still supple and translucent like jade. His skin was even fairer than Hong Lingbo's. He immediately praised him in his heart.
" Wu Sanniang," Li Mochou said sternly." This is a grudge between me and the Lu family. Since you're here to join in the fun, I'll send you to hell."”
She had peach cheeks and cherry lips. Her facial features were extremely exquisite, and her skin was as smooth as ice. She could be said to be peerless. However, there was a faint baleful aura gathering between his brows, especially the cold-blooded words on it. It was even more daunting and could only be seen from afar.
"Master, save me!" Hong Lingbo suddenly shouted.
Li Mochou suddenly turned around and saw Ye Wudao and the others. His eyes were filled with ferocity.
Ye Wudao frowned and pressed Hong Lingbo's mute acupoint, making her unable to speak.
"Brat, how dare you kidnap my disciple!”
After Li Mochou finished speaking, he charged at Ye Wudao. He swung the horsetail whisk in his right hand, bringing with it a force that could split stone. He whipped it heavily at Ye Wudao.
"Malicious Ghost, go!" Ye Wudao immediately ordered.
Wu Santong immediately rushed out and used the Yi Yang Finger Divine Technique to break Li Mochou's horsetail whisk. They began to fight.
"Third Brother!" Wu Sanniang shouted.
She had always been concerned about her husband's safety. Now that she saw him fighting Li Mochou, she quickly went up to help. Lu Liding and his wife charged out at the same time. Their swords and sabers danced as they attacked Li Mochou. They wanted to use the four of them to defeat Li Mochou and preserve the peace of the Lu Residence.
Li Mochou's purple robe danced in the air as he sneered." You want to hurt me with just the few of you? You're daydreaming!"”
The horsetail whisk in her hand was like a whirlwind that swept in all directions. The strong wind was like a knife that swept out. Lu Liding and his wife's martial arts were average, so they couldn't get close to her, let alone attack her effectively. Wu Sanniang was the same.
Only Wu Santong's martial arts were the best. The Yi Yang Finger was extremely effective and powerful. He could even exchange a few moves with Li Mochou, making her wary and not too arrogant.
Ye Wudao didn't attack immediately. Instead, he glanced at Dawu and Xiaowu. Seeing that the brothers were huddled in a corner, he stopped looking and turned his gaze to the battle.
Wu Santong's right hand formed a finger, or he pointed several fingers in a row, or he did not move at all, or he defended with all his might. He took the opportunity to point at Li Mochou's body.
"The malicious ghost took over Wu Santong's body and obtained his martial arts memory. In the hands of the malicious ghost, this Single Solar Finger can only unleash the power of the ninth grade. If I recall the malicious ghost and let Wu Santong regain his freedom, he should be able to unleash the power of the Eighth Stage.”
While Ye Wudao was thinking about this, his eyes were observing carefully.
As he recalled the mantra of the Yi Yang Finger, he observed the battle between Wu Santong and Li Mochou to verify his finger technique.
As a result, his understanding of the Yi Yang Finger began to deepen from the shallow to the deep, and even showed signs of breaking through to the ninth level.
At this moment, Wu Santong was gradually losing. His strength was lacking, and Lu Liding and his wife were completely defeated. At the same time, they were sent flying by Li Mochou's horsetail whisk. Li Mochou slapped Wu Sanniang with his palm. Wu Sanniang smelled the fishy wind and fell to the ground after being hit by his palm. She spat out black blood. Clearly, she had been poisoned.
"Mother!" Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen screamed.
Wu Dunru's calf was fractured and he couldn't move. Wu Xiuwen ran to his mother's side and wailed loudly.
"Child, run, run." Wu Sanniang's voice was weak.
Wu Xiuwen only knew how to cry and did not understand his mother's words at all.
Suddenly, there was a cracking sound. Li Mochou raised his leg and kicked Wu Santong away. Wu Santong fell on the wooden chair, and the pear wood chair was completely shattered.
After Li Mochou had seriously injured everyone, her beautiful eyes locked onto Ye Wudao. Seeing that Hong Lingbo was unharmed, the ferocity in her eyes softened slightly. She waved her right hand gently, and with a whoosh, a cold light shot towards Ye Wudao.
"It's the Ice Spirit Silver Needle.”Lu Liding hurriedly reminded.
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