Starting from Tianlong, Wudu Tianxia

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed from several houses to the west.

Following a loud "clapper" from the neighboring room, several whooshing sounds followed as the newcomer leaped onto the roof of the main hall.

Gao Yuan's face darkened, and he looked up in an instant. All the martial arts practitioners in the hall stood up and stared at the roof.

"Who's up there?"

Cui Poyun rebuked him sharply.

As they were talking, two martial arts practitioners pushed open the vermilion carved door at a table in the middle of the hall, and with a leap of their inner energy, landed steadily on the roof tiles with a "thud".

"Who are you, and what brings you here so late at night?"

A voice, rough and hoarse yet sharp, like that of withered wood, rang out: "Is the Cui family brat down there?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Poyun's expression changed, and he looked up angrily and cursed, "Your master Cui is here. You sneaky fellow, how dare you call your grandfather by his name?"

"Hehehe..."

Another strange laugh came from the rooftop.

"What an arrogant brat! The grudge of Cui Donglai killing my nephew back then, let him leave some offspring today!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a loud "crack" was heard, and the central blue tile on the roof of the main hall suddenly split open, with wood chips and rubble falling like rain!

A figure flashed by, accompanied by a shower of debris, and swooped down through the hole in the roof, its target Cui Poyun.

This man was exceptionally thin, dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, yet his downward strike from mid-air was incredibly fierce.

The two disciples from Nianhua Manor who were blocking the way drew their swords and charged forward, and the three of them collided instantly.

In a single instant, two disciples of Nianhua Manor fell to the ground, one on the left and one on the right.

"Thump!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Two disciples of Nianhua Villa were smashed on the Eight Immortals table in the main hall and died instantly.

"You wicked thief!"

Everyone was shocked and furious.

Seeing him rushing straight towards the young master's face, Cui Poyun remained calm despite his surprise, and with a flick of his finger, he prepared to meet the attack.

As soon as the two faced off, Cui Poyun immediately focused his mind, channeling his energy into his fingers, then unleashing the force throughout his body, his fingertips aimed straight for the attacker's throat.

The Taoist-robed man had anticipated this, and with a sideways movement, he flipped his palm to grab Cui Poyun's forearm.

The young master stepped back a fraction of an inch, his thumb and middle finger lightly tapping in a circle, a wisp of light force rising from his wrist. With a flick of his finger, an extremely faint sound of wind arose, and the force rushed straight to his palm.

The Taoist robe-wearing man flicked his sleeve, and an iron plaque slid out from his sleeve. The moment he gripped the iron plaque, he tilted and sank.

The young master's finger strike was unstoppable, and his index finger, imbued with ten layers of internal energy, struck the iron plate.

With a clang, his finger struck the iron plate, and the opponent also unleashed internal energy, causing his fingertips to go numb and making him feel like he was about to stagger.

But who is the young master of the manor?

Life is worth losing, but face is not!

He forcefully suppressed his surging blood and qi, took a half step back, and raised one palm.

The Taoist-robed man thought the young master was about to change his move and was about to close in when a voice called out "Wait!" abruptly stopped him from rushing forward.

"Who are you? State your name according to the rules of the martial world. I, Cui, do not kill nameless people."

Everyone was slightly confused, thinking that the young master was about to unleash some ultimate technique by raising his palm, but it turned out to mean "pause"...

Seeing everyone's gaze upon them.

The young master steadied himself, raised his chin slightly, and casually hid his hands behind his back, his fingertips lightly rubbing against the fabric to relieve the numbness, while simultaneously putting on an air of "having a profound understanding of the world."

He felt a little uneasy. He had just taken a hit head-on, and the opponent's moves and internal energy were both superior to his.

but.....

Looking up at the crowd, under their watchful eyes, the young master prepared to change his approach and maintain his air of superiority...

Upon hearing this, the man in the Taoist robe stopped in his tracks, a mocking smile appearing on his face.

He raised the iron plaque, his gaze sweeping across the entire area: "Hmph, you brat from the Cui family, since you've asked, I'll let you die knowing why! Remember this, I am Nine Wings!"

"The Nine-Winged Taoist?"

"Ha! Traitors of the Thunder Gate, fiends of the Zoroastrian Cult!"

"Nine-Winged Taoist!"

The moment those four words were uttered, the entire hall erupted in uproar once again. Compared to the previous sensation, how could the former master of the Thunder and Lightning Sect, the successor of the Forty-Two Paths of the Difficult Shu Road Strategy, not be astonishing!

This is exactly the effect Cui Poyun wanted!

He felt a chill run down his spine, and suddenly pointed a finger at the Nine-Winged Taoist, raising his voice with a righteous and awe-inspiring tone.

"So it was you, the traitor who betrayed your master and the sect. Relying on your martial arts skills, you joined the Zoroastrian Church and indiscriminately killed innocent people. You have truly brought death upon yourself."

"Hahaha!"

Nine Wings' gaze was chilling.

"You think you can stop a chariot with your bare hands? Even your father, Cui Donglai, wouldn't dare to boast like that. You're just a bunch of nobodies at a gathering. Killing them would be a piece of cake."

Sure enough, the mockery caused the martial arts practitioners who were initially hesitant and unwilling to cause trouble to change their expressions.

"Bah! That demonic cult member deserves to be killed by everyone. What's the point of talking about chivalrous rules with him? Let's all attack together and finish him off, thus upholding justice!"

Chen Xiaotian stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "That's right! Nine Wings, your evil deeds are notorious and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth! Now that you have shown yourself, leave your life behind."

Ruan Yujia also snorted coldly: "Take down the evil Taoist!"

"To rid the martial arts world of this scourge!"

The crowd was instantly stirred up!

Everyone drew their weapons and surrounded the Nine-Winged Taoist in a menacing manner.

Chen Xiaotian rushed out first, followed closely by Ruan Yujia.

Chen Xiaotian used the "Floating Life Like a Dream Finger" technique, which directly targeted the major acupoints on the Nine-Winged Daoist's body. It appeared gentle, but in reality, it concealed a deadly intent, specifically designed to break through internal energy.

Ruan Yujia held her hands firmly but did not strike, and instead slapped at the vital points of the Nine-Winged Taoist.

The two, one in front and one behind, worked together seamlessly, clearly indicating that this was not their first time fighting together.

Nine Wings chuckled, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Without even glancing at the Thunder God talisman in his left hand, he flicked it backward with perfect accuracy, meeting Ruan Yujia's Black Sand Palm head-on.

At the same time, he formed his five fingers into claws and used his flesh and blood to directly grab Chen Xiaotian's finger shadow!

"Do not try to take it head-on!"

Cui Poyun spoke up to remind him, but it was already a fraction of a second too late.

Two strange sounds, "bang" and "hiss," rang out almost simultaneously!

Ruan Yujia's Black Sand Palm collided with the Thunder God Token, causing her entire forearm to go weak instantly. She let out a muffled groan, clearly having suffered a hidden loss.

Chen Xiaotian's finger strike was completely neutralized by the opponent's internal energy, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

The Nine-Winged Daoist clenched his five fingers together, about to grab his wrist!

Chen Xiaotian was shocked. In the critical moment, his arm suddenly sank and retracted as if it were boneless, narrowly escaping the claw's range, but a large piece of his sleeve had been torn off.

They were both thwarted in their first encounter.

Cui Poyun cursed and charged forward, immediately putting the Nine Wings under siege.

Gao Yuan had retreated to the back of the crowd since the Nine Wings broke through the top.

But when they heard his name, their expressions changed abruptly.

Teng County... Zoroastrianism... Nine-winged portrait... It's him!

it's him!

He killed thirteen members of the Xu family.

Gao Yuan recalled the clever and quick-witted Xu family girl who had given him food, and then he suddenly remembered her lying on the hard, icy ground in the middle of the third row outside the Xu family's gate, her face pale.

Someone hiding in the crowd shouted, "Don't fight alone and get ambushed! Attack together!"

Someone started it.

Everyone around snapped out of their daze, grabbed their weapons, and charged to the center of the hall.

"Don't let him escape!"

"superior!"

With a few roars, the martial arts practitioners who had come to the banquet displayed their skills and all charged out.

Although these people are not true martial arts masters, each of them is skilled and cannot be easily dealt with.

Gao Yuan slowly blended into the crowd, staring at Jiu Yi without moving forward or backward, searching for his weakness. Jiu Yi was skilled in lightness skills and had the title of "Thunder Shakes the Nine Heavens". If he could not be stopped in one blow, he would surely escape.

If he remembered correctly, the original text recorded that he was skilled in using iron plates and was proficient in the 42-way Shu Road Difficulty Plate Technique. He could protect his chest, back, upper body, and left side, making his defense extremely tight. The only weakness was on his right side.

This person died at the foot of Misty Peak in his first appearance, struck by Tong Lao at the Fengshi and Futu acupoints, and then died at the Xuanshu acupoint.

It was precisely because he died from two moves that Tong Lao killed him with only one move.

Starting from this point of suspicion, Wu Laoda and his gang deduced that Tong Lao might be unwell, so they sneaked into Lingjiu Palace to gather information and coincidentally kidnapped the shrunken Tong Lao.