As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said this, no one in the audience responded.
In fact, his performance just now left everyone present in a state of confusion, and they were unable to react for a while.
No one could have imagined that Meng Xiuyuan could actually break through the sword formation composed of more than 30 people from the Emei Sect with one person. Even more so, he quickly defeated Miejie Shitai once again and snatched the sword from her hands.
Passed the Yitian Sword.
You must know that Miyue's reputation is not just due to being the head of Emei. Her status in the world was gained by fighting with real swords and guns in the world.
Except for the two divine monks Kongzhi and Kongxing who came to Shaolin Temple this time, among the five sects present, no one dared to say that their kung fu was definitely better than that of Mie Mie.
Not to mention, this Miejie also holds the indestructible Yitian Sword in his hand, which makes the sword technique more powerful several times.
"What kind of magic did this kid do? Did you see clearly?"
Guan Neng, one of the five elders in Kongtong, felt a tightness in his chest and his heart was beating hard. He couldn't help but whisper to his junior brother Zong Weixia next to him.
"I don't know, maybe he used some invisible and colorless poisonous smoke hidden weapon, maybe he suddenly used a strange trick to deceive Master Jue, or maybe his kung fu is really so high that we can't understand it..."
Although Zong Weixia was answering his senior brother's questions, his eyes kept scanning the Emei disciples who were lying on the ground. He wanted to find some useful information from this messy scene.
Just now, the disciples of the Emei Sect formed a circle with their sword array, which blocked everyone's sight so that no one could see what was happening in the sword array.
Everyone could only hear the "clang-clang" sounds of swords clashing, and saw the Emei disciples circling Meng Xiuyuan, and then after a few breaths, they saw Master Miejie suddenly dashing from the outside and rushing into the sword formation.
From then on, Emei suddenly showed signs of failure.
First, the Yitian Sword was taken away from Miejie's hand and was knocked upside down and unable to move. Then the weapons in the hands of the Emei disciples were cut off one after another, and the formation was completely broken by the edge of the Yitian Sword.
Regarding this scene, people from the five major sects were somewhat confused about the situation and discussed it intensively.
"Master Miejie is too confused. If this kid doesn't have the Yitian Sword, how can he break through the sword formation so easily?
The boy surnamed Meng must have used some strange move invented by Master Zhang to catch Miejie off guard and snatched away her sword. Then he relied on the power of the sword to defeat all the disciples in Emei...
Junior brother, do you think if we were more cautious, we would be better than that kid?"
Ban Shuxian, the wife of the head of the Kunlun sect, whispered in the ear of her husband He Taichong.
She has always been very strong in front of her husband. She would hit or scold her whenever she was unhappy, without giving him any face. Even in the Kunlun Sect, she was secretly nicknamed "The Supreme Master" by her disciples.
This shows his usual style.
But Meng Xiuyuan's astonishing performance at this time really scared her, so Shuxian deliberately found many coincidental reasons for Meng Xiuyuan's victory to embolden herself, and at the same time she spoke a little gentler, thinking
I want to get some confidence and comfort from my husband.
Unexpectedly, she was greatly disappointed by He Taichong's answer:
"I'm afraid it's difficult.
Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu is indeed superb. Ten years ago, when he was still a half-grown child, I was far from his opponent.
Ten years have passed and we still don’t know how advanced his kung fu has become.
What's more, now that we have such a sword that can cut through iron as well as clay, we may not even be able to block it, so how can we compete with him..."
Although He Taichong has always been henpecked and feared these Shuxians like tigers, at this critical moment, he could not follow his wife's wishes and talk nonsense.
Whether it was the volley of swordsmanship at the 100th birthday banquet ten years ago, or the peerless light kung fu displayed by Meng Xiuyuan at the bat-killing conference, He Taichong will remember it to this day.
Therefore, he is more inclined to believe that Meng Xiuyuan has improved his magical skills in recent years, and he really defeated more than 30 people from Emei by his own ability.
When Ban Shuxian heard this, she snorted coldly and looked extremely ugly. She secretly said that her husband was weak and incompetent, but she was also worried.
After all, if what He Taichong said is true, then either she or the Kunlun Sect may really fall into the hands of the young man in front of her.
The six major sects of the Central Plains can actually be divided into three levels, regardless of their reputation, status or martial arts strength.
Among them, Wudang and Shaolin are the first, followed by Emei and Kunlun, followed by Kongtong and Huashan.
Now seeing that the Emei Sect, whose strength was not much different from Kunlun's, had been ruined, Ban Shuxian naturally couldn't help but feel a bit sad.
What she thought was the same was that both the Huashan two elders of the Huashan sect and the five Kongtong elders of the Kongtong sect were very confused when faced with Meng Xiuyuan's indifferent inquiry.
Everyone is afraid that if they don't answer the call, the sect will lose face, and they are also afraid that if they accept the challenge, they will follow in the footsteps of the Emei sect.
For a while, the situation was very embarrassing.
Fortunately, there are still calm people at this time.
"Master Kong Zhi, this Meng Shaoxia wants to be the supreme martial arts king and wants us all to obey his orders. Of course, we in the Kunlun Sect are not willing to do that.
It's just that this siege of Guangmingding was initiated by the Shaolin Sect and has always been directed by you, Master Kongzhi.
Therefore, I, Kunlun, dare not act rashly for fear of affecting the overall situation.
What happens next is best left to the Shaolin Sect to arrange."
He Taichang suddenly spoke, he turned his head to look in the direction of Shaolin Temple, and said with a calm expression, he cupped his fist at Kong Zhi.
Everyone present was stunned when they heard this, and then they all secretly thought in their hearts that this was so clever.
When the sky falls, the taller man should naturally hold it up. With just a few words, the problem was left to the Shaolin Temple while saving face.
Although He Taichong's words are somewhat suspicious of blame-shifting, after all, Kong Zhi is indeed the co-leader of the six factions that besieged Guangmingding this time. If they encounter such trouble, he should naturally bear the responsibility.
Therefore, as soon as He Taichong said this, everyone who was still frowning and having no countermeasures just now seemed to have found a backbone. They turned to the direction of Shaolin and echoed:
"Yes, Master Kongzhi, it's up to you to make the decision."
When Kong Zhi heard this, he didn't panic. He just looked at Meng Xiuyuan in the center of the field, and then said to the three factions around him:
"You don't need to worry. Since I, the Shaolin Sect, are here today, I won't let this joke about being the 'Supreme Martial Arts' come true.
Today's focus is still on defeating the Demon Cult. Meng Shaoxia's behavior is just an interlude.
Please don't be like Emei, hurting too many disciples and missing the decisive battle with the demon sect later.
If you want to challenge this Meng Shaoxia, you can naturally choose a few experts to come forward and give it a try.
It doesn't matter if you don't want to or if you lose.
Because no matter what, I, Shaolin, will take action after all."
Kong Zhi's words were majestic and his whole person seemed confident. Everyone in the three factions couldn't help but feel more courageous after hearing this.
Especially the five elders of Kongtong, who were originally very anxious, were even more delighted. They directly spoke to the two sects of Kunlun and Huashan on the left and right:
"Since Master Kongzhi has arranged it this way, we should obey it.
Let me tell you, why don't we three masters go into battle together and compete with Meng Shaoxia?
After all, you have also seen that Meng Shaoxia's martial arts skills are amazing and extraordinary. We are indeed no match for him on our own.
And since he wants to be the ‘Supreme King of Martial Arts’, it doesn’t matter how many of us come together, so naturally he won’t care if we join forces to deal with him.”
Hearing these words, He Taichong and Ban Shuxian pondered for a moment, exchanged glances with each other, and soon nodded in agreement.
In fact, if these three factions join forces, they are not sure of defeating Meng Xiuyuan. But with Shaolin taking the lead, they just have to do their best.
Just show your attitude.
While he was talking, disciples from each sect consciously stepped forward, helped lift up the people from Emei who were lying on the ground, and took them back to the back of the five sects' camp to recover from their injuries.
And Meng Xiuyuan didn't stop them, he just let them do it.
After a while, the ground was cleared.
Since Meng Xiuyuan kept his hand, the Emei disciples were not seriously injured, and their efforts gradually slowed down. Although they were no longer able to do anything, they were still able to move.
Only Miejie was seriously injured. He was hit by Meng Xiuyuan's palm and hit an acupuncture point by him, which caused blood to flow from the corner of his mouth and he is still unconscious.
"Meng Shaoxia, I, Huashan, actually respect you very much, and this battle is more for the purpose of exchanging ideas.
So, let’s stop here and don’t hit too hard and hurt the harmony..."
The two elders of Huashan still feel a little scared when they think back to what happened in Butterfly Valley. Now they are even more frightened when they see the tragic situation of Master Miejie.
Therefore, before the war started, I did not forget to say a few soft words.
Hearing this, everyone in Kunlun and Kongtong had very strange expressions on their faces. After all, this martial arts competition is of great importance, and there is no point in saying that the sword has no eyes.
They all felt that if the two Huashan elders said this, not only would they not achieve the effect, but they would also be scolded by Meng Xiuyuan, thus losing face.
Unexpectedly, Meng Xiuyuan was just happy when he heard the words, and did not refuse to scold them. Instead, he nodded and said "ok".
Seeing this, everyone was very surprised. They didn't expect that Meng Shaoxia was so easy to talk to.
When the five elders of Kongtong saw this, they couldn't help but immediately opened their minds and said shamelessly:
"Well, Meng Shaoxia... since we are competing, can you not use the Yitian Divine Sword?
After all, that sword is too sharp and fierce, and it is said that blood will be seen when it is unsheathed. If you use it in a competition, I am afraid it will hurt your harmony."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the venue.
Even the disciples of Kongtong Sect felt their faces were getting hot and they unconsciously wanted to cover their foreheads.
On the Mingjiao side, the reaction was even greater. Everyone ridiculed the weird remarks of the Five Elders of Kongtong, especially Zhou Bian who scolded the loudest:
"Hey, that old boy from the Kongtong sect, you are really a damn master.
Such shameless words, I, Zhou Dian, can't think of, but you can still open your mouth and say it.
The three factions put together nine masters, besieged a young man in his twenties, and restricted the weapons he could use.
Let me tell you, since you are so scared, why not kneel down, kowtow to me a few times, call me grandpa, and beg me, Mr. Zhou Dian, to take action and go into battle to meet the enemy on your behalf?"
When the five elders of Kongtong heard this, they secretly clenched their fists in anger. But they were thick-skinned after all, and in the blink of an eye they seemed to have heard nothing and looked straight at Meng Xiuyuan, as if waiting for his response.
Meng Xiuyuan was not angry at this, but the smile on his face became brighter. He pulled out the Zhenwu Sword, inserted the Yitian Sword into the scabbard, and then said:
"It doesn't matter, just do as you say.
If you have any other requests, you can put them forward as well.”
He Taichong felt very ashamed after hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words. Looking at the five elders of Kongtong, he felt more and more displeased and did not want to be associated with them.
However, he was facing a formidable enemy after all, so he did not dare to be arrogant, so he had to clear his throat and say with an upright look:
"Meng Shaoxia, there is no need to worry, let's do it right away.
I, Kunlun, have a "positive two-dimensional sword technique", which coincides with Huashan's "anti-liangyi sword technique".
If the sword and the sword are united, the two rituals transform into four images, the four images generate the Bagua, and the yin and yang are in harmony, the natural power will be infinite.
I also ask Meng Shaoxia to be more careful and not to be careless."
He Taichong said these words openly and aboveboard, as if he was reminding Meng Xiuyuan. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye could hear that he was reminding the two elders of Huashan to cooperate.
However, Meng Xiuyuan just nodded, unwilling to say more, and waved to the opposite side, indicating that he was ready.
Seeing this, He Taichong and his wife, the two elders of Huashan, and the fifth elder of Kongtong exchanged glances, suddenly looked solemn, and all rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan.
They all know that Meng Xiuyuan is very powerful in hurting people with his energy, and is best at hurting people from a distance. Therefore, before starting the fight, they deliberately stood very close to Meng Xiuyuan. As soon as they started to fight, they were close to him.
In the meantime, Meng Xiuyuan was surrounded in the middle.
With this move, Kunlun and Huashan both realized that their own martial arts were indeed in perfect harmony with the other's. They had never practiced together before, but they still cooperated perfectly.
After just a few moves, the four of them felt that they were becoming more and more comfortable in using them, and the two swords and swords cooperated extremely closely.
The five elders of Kongtong, on the other hand, took advantage of the opportunity and attacked Meng Xiuyuan in unison. The Seven Injury Fist's varied punches were suitable for this kind of flanking attack, so they performed well.
In one moment, all nine people could be said to have exerted their full strength and fought heartily.
Even at a certain moment, they felt that as long as they added a little more strength and used a few more special moves, they could break through Meng Xiuyuan's blocking defense and defeat him together.
But in the end, facts don’t change based on people’s feelings. If it doesn’t work, it just won’t work.
"The Kung Fu moves are really good and worth learning. But there are important people coming, so let's go here first."
Meng Xiuyuan, who was under siege, suddenly said this without any end, and then in an instant, the situation on the field changed.
The four people with swords and swords used their moves again, and when their swords intersected with Meng Xiuyuan's, they all suddenly felt numbness in their hands, and the swords in their hands flew out immediately.
The five elders of Kongtong were also stunned when they saw a white palm in front of them, printed elegantly and lightly on their chests.
In the moment of breathing, the victory or defeat has been decided.
"What kind of skill are you doing?!"
Ban Shuxian looked at her palm in disbelief. She had been practicing swordsmanship for decades, and she had never been so unable to hold the sword.
Next to her, He Taichong sighed deeply, understanding that the exterminator in front of him was not unjustly defeated, and it was obviously because of this move that Meng Xiuyuan took away his weapon.
Meng Xiu saw the situation and did not speak to them. He just turned around silently and looked at the path connecting the square to the outside.
Everyone didn't understand why Meng Xiuyuan behaved like this, but they still followed his gaze subconsciously.
After a moment, two strong figures were seen emerging from the path, one of them was holding an unconscious monk in his hand.
"Uncle Junior, I followed your instructions and captured this evil thief!"