Chapter 131 Breaking through a thousand armies with one sword
Chapter 131 One sword defeats thousands of armies
After Meng Xiuyuan said his words, his eyes were fixed on Wang Baobao.
He was observing Wang Baobao's expression and wanted to use this to deduce the situation at this time.
Unfortunately, although there was a look of surprise on Wang Baobao's face for the first time, he did not show any fear.
Obviously, even though Meng Xiuyuan had just killed seven masters, Wang Baobao still had enough protection around him.
This made Meng Xiuyuan feel a little disappointed, but thinking about it again, it was reasonable.
"I thought I had overestimated you, but I thought you were more than that..."
Wang Baobao looked at Meng Xiuyuan with an expression that was no longer as contemptuous as before.
Although the Prince of Ruyang's Mansion recruits heroes from all over the world, and there are many brilliant warriors from the Mongolian and Han Western Regions gathered in the Mansion, it can be said that there are many talents. But these three people, Ah Da, Ah Er and Ah San, can be regarded as the best among them anyway.
In addition, these four Vajras of Tantric Buddhism are famous and noble in the snow area, so it is an unexpected surprise to be able to help him this time, and it should be foolproof.
However, he did not expect that under the siege of these seven people, Meng Xiuyuan would kill them in an instant.
Such a record can be called appalling. Even though Wang Baobao did not understand Jianghu affairs, he understood its significance and had to pay attention to Meng Xiuyuan.
"Meng Xiuyuan... no, Meng Shaoxia.
I admit that I made a mistake just now and did not discover the talent.
In fact, we, the Prince of Ruyang, have always been eager for talented people like you.
As long as you are willing to take action, you don't have to worry about the past.
I will personally help you ask for rewards from your father. When the time comes, you will have inexhaustible fame, fortune and wealth.
how?"
Wang Baobao looked at Meng Xiuyuan and said seriously.
Meng Xiuyuan frowned slightly after hearing what he said. This slightly clichéd saying really challenged Meng Xiuyuan's nerves.
It's not that Meng Xiuyuan was moved, but Meng Xiuyuan didn't expect that the attitude of this originally aloof young prince could change so much.
Not to mention anything else, Wang Baobao really fulfilled the words "thirsty for talents".
With his identity and status at this time, he was willing to put down his face and say these words even though he still clearly had the upper hand, which really showed his extraordinary qualities. He was worthy of being the mainstay of the Yuan court in the late anti-Yuan period.
At this point, Meng Xiuyuan took another deep look at the young prince, and some thoughts came to his mind.
"Meng Shaoxia, I have thousands of troops here today, and you will never be able to escape.
I hope you can think about it faster, I can’t give you too much time.”
When Wang Baobao saw Meng Xiuyuan lowering his head and thinking deeply, he thought he was hesitating, so he did not lower his posture blindly, but used both kindness and power to urge Meng Xiuyuan to make a choice.
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he originally thought of talking to the young prince and saying a few useless words to delay the situation. However, he did not expect that at this moment, an unexpected incident occurred.
Just listen to a "boom" explosion coming from the Guangming Dome. Although the sound is not very loud because it is too far away, it can be heard that it is indeed the sound of gunpowder explosion.
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this voice, he felt very happy and let out a sigh of relief.
Because he knew that the Mingjiao and the six major sects had fled into the secret passage and had blown up the entrance to the secret passage on the top of Guangming.
"Hmph...I see, no wonder you want to stop me here.
It's really awesome, you really succeeded..."
When Wang Baobao heard the explosion, he subconsciously felt something was wrong. After thinking about it, thinking about Meng Xiuyuan's behavior of blocking the mountain road to prevent Yuan soldiers from going up the mountain, he immediately guessed the key to it.
For a time, the failure of this extermination plan made him feel filled with resentment.
However, Wang Baobao did not let this emotion last too long, but immediately adjusted his mentality and turned to look at Meng Xiuyuan in front of him.
If such a top master can be recruited under his command, then this operation will not be considered fruitless at all.
"But, Meng Shaoxia, have you ever thought about it.
They leave you alone, what should you do?"
As soon as Wang Baobao spoke in a cold voice, the Yuan army's formation immediately changed.
Dozens of strong men holding dark powerful crossbows quickly moved from the back to the front row, squatting or standing, stacked up and down in three layers, the cold light of the crossbow arrows pointing at Meng Xiuyuan in front of them.
When Meng Xiu saw this situation, he was not panicked at all. He only glanced at these obviously unusual crossbowmen and answered:
"Don't worry, young prince, if I want to leave, thousands of you people can't stop me.
But before that, I still have some things to deal with.
The two elders Xuanming and Ming beside you once used vicious martial arts to injure my nephew, causing him to suffer from the cold poison for several years.
I also hope that the young prince will do me a favor and let them come and compete with me, so that I can personally avenge my good nephew."
Wang Baobao looked very ugly when he heard what Meng Xiuyuan said.
He did not expect that Meng Xiuyuan, facing the pressure of thousands of troops, would still dare to challenge him like this despite his solicitation.
However, Wang Baobao still did not give up, but made a final attempt.
"Okay, since you insist on being a hero, I can't persuade you.
But have you ever thought that even if you are truly superb in martial arts and managed to escape in front of me today, would you ignore others?
You Han people have a good saying, you can outrun the monks, but you cannot outrun the temples.
I wonder if all of your Wudang Mountain disciples are as skilled as you and are confident that they can escape from the army?"
Wang Baobao's original intention in saying this was to use the Wudang Clan to threaten Meng Xiuyuan and force him to submit.
But I didn't expect it, and the result was just the opposite.
His words really touched upon what Meng Xiuyuan cared about most in the world, forcing him to do something regardless of the danger.
As soon as Wang Baobao finished speaking, Meng Xiuyuan did not say anything, so he raised his sword and immediately rushed towards the Yuan army formation.
In an instant, it exploded at full speed, and its body resembled thunder and lightning.
The black crossbowmen in the front row were very alert. When this sudden change occurred, they immediately took action without the need for the officer to issue an order.
Hearing the crossbow string vibrating continuously, dozens of fine iron crossbow arrows were shot towards Meng Xiuyuan.
The material structure of this black crossbow is extraordinary, and the arrows it fires are fast and hard, far exceeding the power of bows and arrows. The arrows are so densely packed that it is almost difficult to completely block them based on Meng Xiuyuan's reaction.
Fortunately, the "Xuanjia Gong" he had practiced for more than ten years finally came into use at this time.
A few crossbow arrows that could not be blocked arrived in front of him, and were attracted by the swirling airflow around Meng Xiuyuan. They deviated slightly from their direction and just happened to pass by his side.
"Protect the young prince!!"
When the masters around Wang Baobao saw Meng Xiuyuan's actions, they immediately understood that he was coming directly towards the general, and hurriedly shouted to alert the soldiers.
But in the time it took for him to say this sentence, Meng Xiuyuan had already raised his sword and charged into the military formation.
At this time, Meng Xiuyuan had used up 12% of his life's energy and strength. Every time he raised his hand, he hoped to kill with one blow.
Wherever it passed, stumps of limbs were flying and blood flowed into rivers.
In the blink of an eye, Meng Xiuyuan had already killed the crossbowmen and spearmen in the front row, and rushed towards Wang Baobao's position at an extremely fast speed, almost unable to be stopped.
"Shield Guard!"
When the officers among the Yuan soldiers saw this situation, they were so nervous that they suddenly broke out in cold sweat. They quickly shouted and ordered the shield guards to step forward to stop them.
As soon as this order was issued, more than 20 tall and strong men came up from the back row. Each of them held a special huge shield in their hands and formed a horizontal line, blocking the military formation like an iron wall.
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For the sake of safety, the masters around Wang Baobao did not rely on him. They directly took the reins of the horse and led the young prince to retreat.
Countless Yuan soldiers in the back row surged up like a tide, filling every gap between Meng Xiuyuan and Wang Baobao, trying to forcibly cover the young prince's retreat at the cost of countless lives.
"snort!"
Meng Xiuyuan snorted coldly and without any pause, he suddenly slapped his Tanzhong point with his left hand.
In an instant, a red mist appeared around Meng Xiuyuan. After hearing a strange "huhahuha" sound for a moment, more than a dozen fierce and terrifying sword energy suddenly shot out from the blood mist.
It is the eleventh and most violent and brutal form in "Purple Sky Sword Qi", "Laughing and Killing Yama".
Based on Meng Xiuyuan's cultivation at this time, if he uses this move with all his strength, which is designed to hurt himself before hurting the enemy, it is naturally unparalleled in power.
In just an instant, a bloody path was cut out in front of his eyes by these dozens of sword energy, and countless Yuan soldiers had turned into pieces of limbs and rotten flesh and fell to the ground.
Although all the Yuan troops present were elite, no one had ever seen such brutal and fierce Shura demon-like kung fu, and they were all stunned for a moment.
Meng Xiuyuan didn't hesitate, suddenly exerted force on his toes, and ran forward through the barely created gap.
And in this moment, the distance between Meng Xiuyuan and Wang Baobao suddenly shortened, almost to within ten feet.
"We'll take the young prince away, and you three will support him!"
When several masters around Wang Baobao saw Meng Xiuyuan's moves, they were no less frightened than ordinary Yuan soldiers. However, at the critical moment, they still showed extremely strong psychological quality.
Among them, the two elders Xuan Ming decisively sent three people to stay and stop Meng Xiuyuan, while they themselves continued to retreat backwards with Wang Baobao.
"Please stop. Although the three poor people were ordered to protect the safety of the young prince, they are grateful for your outstanding moral character and do not want to offend you.
I also hope that Meng Shaoxia will give me some thin noodles, so as not to embarrass the three of us."
These three masters all have the appearance of Han Chinese from the Central Plains. They are all about sixty or seventy years old. They are breathing continuously, and the light in their eyes is restrained. It is obvious that they have extremely advanced Taoist internal skills.
"Go away."
Although Meng Xiuyuan could not see through the other party's details for a while, but seeing that Wang Baobao was about to run away, he would not give him any face.
At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan had already rushed far out of the narrow opening and was deeply trapped in the Yuan army's formation. If he were not careful, he might die of exhaustion. How could he dare to hesitate.
With one strike of his sword, he slashed at the leader without mercy.
"Well, if that's the case, then I'm offended.
I am acting under orders and cannot help myself, so I ask Meng Shaoxia to show mercy."
The leader sighed and immediately drew his sword to greet Meng Xiuyuan.
Meng Xiuyuan originally thought that with one strike of his sword, even if he could not kill the enemy with one move, he would still be able to cut off the opponent's weapon with the advantage of Yitian Sword and skill.
Unexpectedly, before the weapons of the two sides came into contact, the long sword in the opponent's hand suddenly split into three, and at the same time, it stuck to Meng Xiuyuan's Heavenly Sword with great force.
Looking up again, it turned out that the three Taoist priests took action at the same time. They joined hands to catch Meng Xiuyuan's sword with empty and feminine strength. Their cooperation was extremely tacit.
And the true energy on the swords of those three people were extremely pure, and they were not weaker than Meng Xiuyuan's pure Yang true energy.
The next moment, the steps of the three people changed, and they used a formation to trap Meng Xiuyuan, which was vaguely in line with the intention of the three talents of Taoism.
"Quanzhen Sect?" Meng Xiu blurted out subconsciously after seeing this situation.
"Oh? Meng Shaoxia has good eyesight. I wonder how you recognized him?"
After hearing what Meng Xiuyuan said, the three Taoists couldn't help but ask curiously.
Meng Xiuyuan took a deep breath, but did not reply.
In fact, he also guessed.
Just because those three people's true energy is of extremely high quality, no less pure than the pure Yang true energy extracted from the "Pure Yang Wuji Gong", and belongs to the orthodox Taoist school, people can't help but guess that the magical power Wang Chongyang used to practice in those days
That "Xiantian Gong".
The swordsmanship of the three of them is equally exquisite, and the two techniques of "empty" and "soft" have almost been evolved to the extreme. Meng Xiu has never heard of such a superb swordsmanship in the world, but he has heard of a boxing technique with
This is the characteristic of "Kong Ming Quan" created by the old naughty boy.
After combining the two, he subconsciously asked.
It is really hard to imagine how the Quanzhen Sect, which clung to the Yuan court, suddenly produced three masters of this level in this generation.
But now that the situation is critical, it is no longer the time to study these matters in detail.
While he was talking, Yuan soldiers were already surrounding him, and Wang Baobao was about to flee.
Meng Xiu saw this situation, and to ensure nothing went wrong, he immediately started to compress the true energy again.
I saw his hair suddenly grow, his clothes were blown up by the true energy, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of faint fluorescence.
Then he struck with his sword and flew away, his figure erratic, like a flying fairy from the sky.
"ha!"
With a short shout, Meng Xiuyuan's sword tip reached in front of the old Taoist priest. The three men repeated their old tricks, also using the metaphor of "one Qi transforms three pure things". The three of them worked together to use empty and feminine energy.
He took Meng Xiuyuan's sword with all his strength.
It's a pity that the power of Meng Xiuyuan's sword at this time can no longer be resolved even with the combined strength of the three of them.
There was a "clang" sound, and the three swords were broken in unison.
Meng Xiuyuan swung his sword and wanted to attack again, but he saw that the three old Taoist priests had moved aside in an erratic manner, making way for Meng Xiuyuan without any intention of resisting.
"Meng Shaoxia, we lost, but we tried our best."
The old Taoist priest looked at Meng Xiuyuan with eyes that were vaguely full of goodwill.
Meng Xiu saw this and although he didn't understand the reason, he didn't want to waste any more time and continued to pursue Wang Baobao.
"Quick, get out of my way!"
When the young prince was running for his life, he looked back and saw that Meng Xiuyuan was already chasing him. He finally couldn't help but screamed and cursed the Yuan soldiers on the road in front of him who unintentionally blocked his way out.
The two elders Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming beside him were so anxious that sweat broke out on their foreheads. One was holding the reins and the other was leading the way. They both tried their best.
"Humph, little prince, weren't you very majestic just now? Didn't you say you were going to send troops to surround me at Wudang Mountain?"
Meng Xiuyuan sneered, raised his energy and jumped up, heading straight towards Wang Baobao on the horse.
"Arrogant, I don't believe how much energy you have left!"
Seeing this, the two elders Xuan Ming knew that they could no longer run away, so they simply turned around and wanted to fight Meng Xiuyuan to the death.
Meng Xiuyuan's condition was indeed very bad at this time. He had been fighting for so long, using desperate self-destructive moves, and compressing his Qi twice. Even with his level of cultivation, he couldn't bear it any longer.
However, Meng Xiuyuan was still very calm in his heart.
"It's enough to deal with your two defeated generals."
As he spoke, Meng Xiu swung his sword directly at Wang Baobao's back from a distance.
It's just different from the past. What he shoots with this sword is not the sword energy, but the Yitian Sword itself.
"What?!"
The two elders Xuan Ming never expected that Meng Xiuyuan's first move would be to take out the Yitian Sword, a divine weapon.
Helplessly, in an instant, it was too late for them to rescue, so they had to throw out their weapons one after another to intercept the flying Yitian Sword.
Hearing a "clang" sound, the weapons of the two elders were broken by the sharp Yitian Sword. However, the Yitian Sword had already been released after all, and was unable to follow up. However, it also changed its direction due to this blockage and plunged straight into one side of the rock wall.
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Seeing this, the two elders Xuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect that Meng Xiuyuan had taken this opportunity to sneak up in front of them, and struck at them with one palm from his left and right hands.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the two elders had no time to react, so they subconsciously used the Xuanming Divine Palm, which they were best at, to respond to the enemy.
And this played into Meng Xiuyuan's plan.
The Xuanming Divine Palm can be said to be the most powerful skill of Yitian Yacai. When dealing with people whose skills are inferior to one's own, it has an obvious instant-kill effect. But conversely, it is also vulnerable to people whose skills are higher than one's own.
Therefore, as soon as the four palms met, the two Xuan Ming elders immediately flew out, vomiting blood and fell to the ground without moving.
The next moment, Meng Xiuyuan, who was no longer able to stop him, stretched out his hand to grab Wang Baobao and pulled him off his horse.
Meng Xiuyuan grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and held him in the air like a kitten or puppy.
Wang Baobao felt extremely panicked and subconsciously kicked his feet, but he couldn't reach the ground.
"My young prince, do you have anything else to say to me now?"
Meng Xiuyuan wiped the blood on his face and smiled kindly at Wang Baobao.