Chapter 130: Revenge when there is a grudge, Revenge when there is a grudge
I saw this man with a shining golden crown on his head, astride a tall horse, and wearing a brocade robe. He looked like a young and heroic man, but Meng Xiuyuan did not recognize him.
Speaking of which, such a dress actually looked very strange and strange among the soldiers of the Yuan army.
You must know that although the Yuan army has an absolute advantage at this time, after all, their trip is to deal with the six major sects and the Mingjiao, and their enemies are all warriors with superb kung fu.
Ordinary people would never dress up so conspicuously in a military formation unless they were mentally ill. Because doing so is not as big a deal as shouting, "Come to the formation and kidnap me, come and shoot me with hidden weapons."
The difference obviously made him a target, giving those martial arts people who are good at assassination a chance to turn defeat into victory.
If something went wrong, there must be a monster. Meng Xiuyuan knew that he must have someone to rely on, so he looked around the young master carefully.
Sure enough, after just a few glances, Meng Xiuyuan frowned slightly unconsciously.
There are many top experts standing around this young man in brocade clothes. Although they are hidden among the soldiers intentionally or unintentionally, you can still tell the clues by looking at their figure and demeanor.
What's more intuitive is that Meng Xiuyuan knows many of the faces.
"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be the young prince of Ruyang Palace." Meng Xiuyuan said loudly to the young man.
He concluded that the young man in front of him must be Kukutmul, the eldest son of King Ruyang, whose Chinese name was Wang Baobao, and the brother of Zhao Min.
In the novel, both his brother and sister are rare talents of the younger generation in the Yuan Dynasty, and they also share some of the rights in the Ruyang Palace.
Among them, Zhao Min is responsible for commanding the warrior monks in the palace to design and deal with the gangs and sects in the world. As the crown prince, Wang Baobao follows his father, King Ruyang, and leads troops to fight, and is responsible for dealing with those gangs and sects in the world.
Rebellious army.
This Wang Baobao was not very old, but he was quite shrewd and talented and was very good at commanding the army. In the original history, he was considered a rare outstanding general among the Mongols in the late Yuan Dynasty.
From this point of view, it is no wonder that the soldiers besieging Guangming today are so elite, capable of executing orders and prohibitions, and even risking their lives.
As soon as Meng Xiuyuan opened his mouth, Wang Baobao immediately replied:
"Oh? Who are you and how did you recognize me? I don't remember that we have met before.
Could it be said that rebellious officials and traitors like you want to assassinate important officials in the court and have collected portraits of our Mongolian nobles?"
Wang Baobao only found it interesting and did not rush to let his men take action. Instead, he started chatting with Meng Xiuyuan.
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard this and said disdainfully:
"I have no interest in you, a Tatar.
It's just that many of those standing under you are my defeated generals.
They look familiar to me, and I know they are just dogs from your Prince Ruyang's Palace."
As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said this, several cold snorts came from Wang Baobao's side, appearing very unhappy. However, in this military formation, they did not dare to speak without the permission of the general.
Only the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, whom Meng Xiuyuan had met on Wudang Mountain, stayed close to Wang Baobao's horse and whispered a few words to him.
"Meng Xiuyuan of the Wudang Sect... I often hear Minmin mention this name, so it's you."
After Wang Baobao heard what Xuan Ming and his elders said, his eyes changed slightly when he looked at Meng Xiuyuan, and he glanced up and down at him:
"No wonder just one person has been able to resist my army for so long.
He is indeed a rare warrior in this world."
Meng Xiuyuan felt a little surprised when he heard Wang Baobao's words, so he did not answer.
But when I think about it carefully, I think it makes sense.
After all, there are not many young heroes with strong martial arts skills in the world. Zhao Min is very smart, so it would be strange if he couldn't guess his identity.
Just as Meng Xiuyuan was pondering this, Wang Baobao spoke again:
"I wonder how my girl, who is a member of the Mongolian royal family and has a golden branch and jade leaves, would be interested in a Han barbarian.
It turns out that he is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also has a good face..."
As he spoke, Wang Baobao looked at Meng Xiuyuan with disgust, pointed to the land in front of him with disdain and said:
"Before coming here, Minmin threatened and begged me in every possible way, saying that if I met you, I would definitely spare your life.
I didn't want to agree to her, but unfortunately she was the most favored by my father, so he actually asked him to give me an order.
In this case, Meng Xiuyuan, please kneel down and thank me.
From now on, you will serve me, Prince Ruyang, so I can ignore your past behavior and spare your life."
Meng Xiuyuan was delighted when he heard this and did not answer. He tilted his Heavenly Sword in his hand, picked up the bloody head of a Yuan soldier on the ground and flew straight towards Wang Baobao.
Wang Baobao was quite far away from Meng Xiuyuan, but the speed of the head was also extremely fast, and it reached not far in front of Wang Baobao in an instant.
"presumptuous!"
Seeing this, the two men Xuanming and Xuanming beside Wang Baobao suddenly jumped up and at the same time blocked the head with the weapons in their hands.
The two of them suffered a big loss from Meng Xiuyuan on Wudang Mountain ten years ago. They almost lost one of them in Meng Xiuyuan's hands just after meeting each other. Naturally, they knew how powerful Meng Xiuyuan was.
Ten years have passed, and they know that given Meng Xiuyuan's age, his kung fu will definitely improve, and they are very cautious in their hearts. Especially Meng Xiuyuan's otherworldly internal strength, which makes them still a little timid.
Therefore, when they received the head, although they spoke forcefully, they did not dare to be careless in their hearts. The weapons they held in their hands were exerted with full strength, for fear of making any mistakes.
What he didn't expect was that as soon as the Yuan Bing's head came into contact with their weapons, it exploded, causing broken bones, dirt and blood to scatter everywhere.
Most of the blood was spread on the bodies of Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming, but a small part passed through the gap between them and stained the young prince's splendid clothes.
It turned out that Meng Xiuyuan knew that the distance of this blow was too far and would not be able to hurt Wang Baobao, who was guarded by countless masters. Therefore, when he struck, he had used his internal energy to shatter the Yuan Bing's head in advance, and then used his gentle force to
Throw it out.
In this way, when the head touches the weapons of Xuanming and Ming, it will naturally scatter flowers like a goddess scattering flowers.
"Okay, if that's the case, then it's not my fault."
Wang Baobao looked at the blood stains on his clothes and seemed to understand the metaphorical meaning. He was not angry at all, but laughed out loud:
"Don't kill him, just break his limbs. This doesn't count as violating my father's order, and Minmin has no reason to make trouble with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, many figures rushed out from beside him, heading straight for Meng Xiuyuan.
Some of them jumped up and flew on the shoulders of the Yuan soldiers. Some of them just shuttled through the dense array of Yuan soldiers, but their speed did not slow down, and they looked like ghosts.
In terms of this movement method alone, it can be regarded as a display of magical powers and extremely clever methods.
And when they crossed the crowd and stood in front, Meng Xiuyuan could clearly see Wang Baobao's "luxury" lineup of masters.
Not to mention old acquaintances such as Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San, there are also four tall and sturdy lamas, who obviously also have extremely advanced kung fu, making people feel like they are familiar.
"Are you one of the Eight Great Vajras of Tantric Buddhism?"
An idea flashed in Meng Xiuyuan's heart, and he couldn't help but suddenly asked in Tibetan.
"How would you know.
You are from the Central Plains, do you have any connection with my Tantra?"
A lama suddenly heard that Meng Xiuyuan could speak Tibetan. He was very puzzled, so he asked cautiously.
Meng Xiuyuan was happy when he heard this, smiled at him and replied:
"It does have quite a connection, you'll find out later."
"Humph, Master, don't listen to his nonsense. He grew up in the Wudang sect since he was a child, so how can he be related to Tantric Buddhism?
It's just that seeing that there are so many of us, we are afraid and want to cling to a relationship.
Master will take action later, no mercy."
At the side was Fang Dongbai, also known as the "Eight-Armed Divine Sword" because he also knew a little bit of Tibetan, so he roughly understood the conversation between the two and hurriedly spoke to dissuade him.
Ten years ago at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, when he fought with Meng Xiuyuan, Meng Xiuyuan cut off his right arm that was used to hold the sword, leaving him almost a cripple.
Boundless resentment and hatred have been forged ever since.
For ten years, he worked hard day and night to practice his left-hand swordsmanship in order to avenge Meng Xiuyuan.
Now that he finally stood in front of his enemy, he naturally would not let Meng Xiuyuan take advantage of him.
"Boy, you also listened to the instructions of the young prince. Haha, today I will let you taste what I have experienced in the past ten years."
When Fang Dongbai spoke, he unconsciously glanced at his empty right sleeve, his expression becoming more ferocious.
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he ignored him and instead turned to the muscular man next to him:
"I was in such a hurry when we met last time that I forgot to say hello to you.
Is it you who broke all the joints in my third senior brother's body with your powerful Vajra Finger?"
Although Meng Xiuyuan spoke in a normal tone, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
He saw that the man in front of him was muscular and powerful. Every visible muscle on his face, hands, and neck was all tangled. It seemed that his whole body was filled with energy, so swollen that it was about to explode. Naturally,
Understand that this is Ah San who has achieved great success in external skills.
Ah San was rebellious by nature. Although he had fought against each other before and knew that Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu was powerful, he still looked arrogant after hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words:
"Haha, it is indeed me, but this is not something worth mentioning.
Your senior brother is a loser, he has no resistance at all, and there is no point in taking action.
It will be interesting to work on you later.
I don’t know if your Wudang sect can secretly obtain the black jade intermittent ointment to treat your injuries."
Meng Xiuyuan was not angry when he heard this. He just nodded slightly, then smiled at him and said:
"Okay, that's really good.
You bastards have arrived in full today, so I don’t have to look for them one by one."
Immediately, he stopped talking to these people and rushed towards Asan with his sword in hand.
Seeing Meng Xiuyuan act so recklessly, the experts on the Ruyang Palace side were very happy. The reason why they were willing to stand here and talk to Meng Xiuyuan for a long time was naturally not just to reminisce and chat.
When masters compete with each other, a single movement or movement can create a flaw that determines victory or defeat. Now that Meng Xiuyuan has taken the initiative to rush into the encirclement they have arranged, this is naturally the most ideal result.
Because everyone just felt that Meng Xiuyuan was angered by Ah San's words and lost his mind.
"I don't know if your screams later will be louder than your senior brother..." Asan struck while the iron was hot and continued to stir up Meng Xiuyuan's nerves.
At the same time, he didn't just do lip service, his inner breath was secretly rotating, the bones all over his body were cracking and beating, and he kept making slight popping sounds. From the outside in, without any evil spirit, he had already started in advance.
Luck the "Vajra's magical power to subjugate demons".
This "Vajra Demon-Suppressing Magical Power" was introduced to the Vajra Gate from Shaolin. It is known as the most superior outer magical power of Buddhism, and its power is naturally very terrifying. With a wave of his hand, two corpses of Yuan soldiers on the ground were thrown towards Meng Xiuyuan like cannonballs.
Meng Xiuyuan frowned slightly at this, and used his left hand to blast the body in succession, causing the corpse to explode into two masses of blood mist in mid-air, preventing it from getting close to him.
And Ah San took advantage of this moment to approach, and despite being stained red, he sprang out of the blood mist, rushed in front of Meng Xiuyuan like a demon Shura, and punched him.
At the same time, Ah Da and Ah Er had already circled around Meng Xiuyuan's sides and rear, and cooperated with Ah San to attack at the same time, using palms, wind, swords and light.
Even the four Tantric Vajra were not idle, they also drew out their steel whips and looked for an opening to attack Meng Xiuyuan.
For a time, Meng Xiuyuan's situation was extremely critical and almost impossible to solve.
What I want to explain here is that many people think that as long as you practice kung fu to the extreme, you will not be afraid of being attacked by masters one or two levels below you.
In fact, this is actually a complete misunderstanding.
In the world of martial arts, no matter how powerful people are, they are all mortal and will be injured if they are hit by weapons, fists or kicks.
Even the Heavenly Dragon War God Qiao Fengqiao, the hero, said personally, "If five or six masters like Duan Yanqing attack me at the same time, I won't be able to handle it."
The seven people Meng Xiuyuan faced at this time were all top-notch masters in the world. If taken alone, each of them could compete with the master Zhang Wuji in dozens of moves.
If he is really allowed to be besieged by seven people, even with his current martial arts skills, he will definitely be able to win, but it will definitely take a lot of effort and a lot of energy.
Meng Xiuyuan couldn't afford to squander these thousands of yuan of troops.
Therefore, he used a trick here.
"ha!"
Meng Xiuyuan gave a rare short shout, and suddenly his hair and clothes were lifted up by the true energy, and his whole body was fluttering in the sky like an immortal descending from the mortal world.
This was done using the technique of compressing the true energy that he had studied for many years in the Kunlun Green Valley.
Although he can't use this to break through to a new level, it is very practical to use it to enhance the lethality of his moves for a short period of time.
The next moment, several rays of sword energy that were far beyond ordinary shot out from Yitian Sword, and shot at the three people who had already attacked him.
This sword energy came very quickly. If they were farther away, they might still have a chance to react. But Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San were eager to attack the enemy and thought that Meng Xiuyuan had lost his cool and fell into the trap.
But he was already too close to Meng Xiuyuan, and he was plotted instead.
Several wails were heard, and in an instant, there were six more corpses on the ground.
The four Vajras of the Tantric Sect were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly wanted to join forces to attack Meng Xiuyuan again. But without the assistance of Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San, the power was much smaller.
Meng Xiuyuan, who was in such an explosive state of true energy, held the Yitian Sword and forced himself in front of them, as if a wolf had entered the flock of sheep.
After just a dozen simple moves, the heads of the four people also fell at Meng Xiuyuan's feet.
At this point, Meng Xiuyuan took a breath and stopped forcibly compressing the true energy in his body.
Killing seven masters in the blink of an eye took a lot of energy, but it was considered the best situation.
The next moment, Meng Xiu looked at Wang Baobao from a distance and said with a smile:
"Young prince, I'd like to trouble you to bring these people to me.
This really saved me a lot of effort.”
Thanks to the book friend "Murong Xiaoxiang" for the reward.