This Jin Yiwei is obviously super strong, but he overdoes it. Chapter 472: Your Highness the Crown Prince
Seeing the Xuantian Sect appear, Meng Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he stepped on the ground, cracks like spider webs on the ground spread all around, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
"Protect the leader!"
Dharma King Youyun shouted softly, and more than a dozen people raised their heads. It turned out that Meng Yuan was heading straight towards the Xuantian Cult Leader. They did not dare to neglect, and immediately used Qinggong to catch up.
Meng Yuan did not draw his sword, but struck the opponent with a palm first. The leader of Xuantian did not choose to fight, but began to dodge with his body skills.
There seemed to be nothing real under the broad black robe of Master Xuantian. Meng Yuan struck him with three palms in a row, and all of them seemed to fall into the air.
"Since you've shown up, why don't you fight?"
Meng Yuan frowned, drew his sword and swung it back. The domineering sword brought a red torrent and slapped all the Xuantian Sect masters who came to rescue to the ground.
Youyun sighed, and Qianmian was even more frightened and angry. In that battle, they were still evenly matched, and Qianmian himself was able to fight Meng Yuan in one or two hundred moves.
How come it is now that each of them has either reached a bottleneck in their martial arts and is unable to make any progress, or has started to decline as they age, but this damn Meng Yuan is the only one who not only has not regressed, but has even improved to the next level.
Sure enough, the root is still in martial arts...
"Damn it, if that shameless thief hadn't stolen the supreme martial arts I taught, how could Meng Yuanhe De have become such a master." Qian Mian couldn't help but cursed with jealousy.
You Yun said: "Why should the Thousand-faced Dharma King deceive himself? The Jueqing Sword is the most profound martial art in the world. It has been shelved in the Xuantian Sect for many years and no one can master it. Only Meng Yuan has extraordinary talent. This sword
It was God's will that the Dharma be taken away by him."
"Fart! Use the sword skills I teach to kill the people I teach. If you don't kill this person, our Xuantian Sect will become the laughing stock of the world sooner or later."
Qian Mian said angrily, and then shouted to everyone around him: "What are you doing here? Come on! I want to see how much Qi Meng Yuan has, and whether he can kill us all! Come on!"
"As you command!"
The masters of Xuantian Sect came again and fought with Meng Yuan.
While Meng Yuan used his palm to attack the slippery Xuantian Cult Leader, he would throw out a sword from time to time to force the Xuantian Cult master back.
After beating forty or fifty times in a row, Meng Yuan frowned slightly, stared at the phantom-like Xuantian Cult Master, and said coldly: "Old ghost, do you want to drag me until my true energy is exhausted? Twenty years
I see, you are quite timid."
Leader Xuantian did not respond this time. Instead, he let out bursts of sarcastic laughter from under his broad black robe.
Hearing the laughter, Meng Yuan's eyes darkened slightly: "Old ghost, if you don't take action, are you asking me to take care of these ineffective subordinates for you first?"
After he finished speaking, Meng Yuan slashed down the Xuantian sect's masters with one more blow. This time, only those who could get up were less than the number of two palms.
Even though there were two Dharma Kings protecting him from Meng Yuan's killing move, his martial arts skills were still far behind. As long as he was a little more serious, Youyun Qianmian couldn't stop him from killing people with the ruthless sword.
"Since Mr. Meng wants to fight, then it will be as you wish."
"you......"
The strange and young voice startled Meng Yuan. Seeing Xuantian Cult Master take the initiative to strike with a palm, at the same time the Xuantian Cult masters below showed their magical powers.
Thousand-faced Weird laughed, and immediately raised his palms to spread out the turbid flow of true energy, wrapping the Xuantian Cult Master and Meng Yuan layer by layer in it, like mist and smoke, like illusion and reality, and the heaven and earth were concealed.
Masks with different expressions loomed around them.
Youyun flew up and saw a burst of true energy behind him, condensing into several chains and piercing into the bodies of the Xuantian Sect masters around him. At the same time, he struck Meng Yuan with another palm, and several different types of true energy were contained in this palm.
Combined into one, they are very powerful.
Meng Yuan's sword was behind him, blocking Youyun's palm. At the same time, he faced the attack of Xuantian Cult Master with the same palm.
The two palms touched, causing a wave of terror that made everyone around them unable to lift their heads. Meng Yuan stared at the young palm, his eyes full of disbelief.
"How is it possible? What on earth are you..."
In the midst of surprise, a terrible suspicion emerged in his mind. Meng Yuan raised his energy in his Dantian and increased the force in his palms. The hood of the Xuantian leader was shaken so hard that it slowly opened, revealing his hidden true face.
"Long time no see, Master Meng." The man said with a smile.
Meng Yuan's eyes widened slightly, and he sighed in disbelief: "I have guessed early on that you have been hiding in the Xuantian Sect all these years, but I never thought that you could actually kill that old ghost and replace him...
...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.”
The true body under the black robe of the Xuantian leader was none other than the former prince who was assassinated by the Dongfang family twenty years ago.
"Hahaha, I took care of that old ghost for you. Shouldn't this be good news for Mr. Meng?"
The prince laughed heartily, with uncontrollable joy in his laughter. He said: "I have heard for a long time that Mr. Meng is indistinguishable in his emotions and anger. I can see Mr. Meng's expression today. It is not in vain for me to hide in this corner."
It’s been more than ten years.”
After finishing his words, the prince shouted loudly, and the palm he struck turned backwards half a circle, and the zhenqi bursting out from his body hit Meng Yuan's palm like a series of cannons.
"This is - Qianqiu Sui's Palm Technique!"
Seeing this familiar move, a flash of surprise flashed in Meng Yuan's eyes: "I see, that's it - no wonder you value the child born to Her Highness the Crown Princess so much. It turns out you and that old ghost practiced the same martial arts.
.”
"Ah!"
A hint of gloom flashed across the prince's smile, and he said coldly: "Meng Yuan, tell me the whereabouts of my child, or you will definitely die today!"
"That child? Your Highness the Crown Princess told you this? This is quite interesting..."
Meng Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not answer directly. He glanced at the clouds behind him, then looked at the prince in front of him, and said: "Your Highness, even if you have learned the old ghost's martial arts, your skills have greatly improved now.
, but if you want to deal with me, you may not be too loud."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Hmph, I know how powerful your ruthless sword is, but why do you think I would deliberately lure you out if you are not absolutely sure?"
The prince's words made Meng Yuan's heart skip a beat. When he saw him smiling ferociously, he said, "Meng Yuan, you are so smart that you think you can dominate the world with your martial arts skills. Little do you know that I have prepared the means to kill you long ago."
As soon as he said these words, Meng Yuan's expression changed slightly. His anger sank into his dantian, and the red energy instantly covered his whole body. Then, with a flash of light from the sword in his hand, his whole body spun around like a hood, knocking back the two people in front and behind him.
The terrifying sword light scattered in all directions, causing everyone in the Xuantian Sect to retreat continuously. The prince also staggered after landing, his chest felt tight, and he almost failed to stabilize the chaotic zhenqi in his body.
"Your Highness!" Qian Mian withdrew the illusory formation and quickly came over to help the prince up.
The prince waved his hand coldly and said proudly: "I am fine. It seems that Meng Yuan has finally noticed."
In the air, after Meng Yuan fought off everyone, he landed on the ground. He raised his right palm and took a look. A purple-black dark light appeared faintly in his palm. This scene immediately made his face sink like water.
"Hahaha, Mr. Meng, you hunt geese all day long, but you are still blinded by the geese. Now, no matter how many ways you try, you can't save your life. If you tell the whereabouts of the child honestly, maybe I can give you a solution.
Opportunity for allegiance.”
Seeing that Meng Yuan seemed to still want to use the knife, the prince's heart sank and he said coldly: "Mr. Meng, it is easy to kill people with the ruthless knife, but you have to think clearly, if you use your inner strength again and the poison attacks your heart veins for a moment, you will die.
Burial place.”
"What a powerful poison."
Trying to mobilize some of the true energy in his body, Meng Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his head and glanced at the prince, then he pinched two fingers and put them to his mouth, and whistled. While everyone was in shock, a black electric light jumped out from the forest.
It's the flowing shadow that comes out.
Meng Yuan grabbed the horse's rope, turned over, and jumped off the cliff with his horse.
"Jumped?! How is that possible!"
Everyone was shocked and gathered around the cliff. Suddenly, a firework shot up into the sky and exploded high. It was the Jin Yiwei's trumpet arrow.
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"Damn it, this old man really has a backup plan!" Qian Mian gritted his teeth and cursed.
Seeing this, Youyun immediately turned to the prince and asked for orders: "Your Highness, this cliff will definitely not be able to trap Meng Yuan. He has such a magical horse and magical power to protect his body. Please order us to lead people down to the cliff to kill this man."
people."
"No!" Qian Mian immediately rejected it, and said: "Although Meng Yuan was poisoned and could not use his full strength, his martial arts is unfathomable. Moreover, the arrows have been fired, and the army of Jin Yiwei will arrive in a moment. If we want to kill him,
I don’t know how many lives he will lose.”
"Is it possible to just watch him escape like this?" Youyun asked Qianmian, staring at him.
Qian Mian said disdainfully: "What are you worried about? What if he escapes? There is no cure for the poisonous cry in the sky. We just wait for him to die from the poison."
Youyun hesitated again and again and knelt down to the Crown Prince to beg for his life: "Your Highness, your Royal Highness, the Crown Princess has repeatedly told you that Meng Yuan is extremely dangerous. We can only succeed this time if we set up a killing trap. We have to see people dead or corpses.
Don't take chances."
"The Crown Princess is just a woman and a child, what does she know!" Qian Mian said sarcastically: "A while ago, she inexplicably asked the Dongfang Family to deal with the Beggar Gang. As a result, the matter was exposed, and the whole family was crushed by the Jin Yiwei. It was all in vain.
We have a good card in our hand."
"Thousand-faced Dharma King, you are so impudent! You actually insulted Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess like this!" You Yun asked sharply.
"Shut up! You are the one who is presumptuous!" Thousand-faced man came forward with a sinister look and said coldly: "Everyone who opens her mouth and shuts up is the Crown Princess! King Youyun, I want to ask you, who is your master! It's what you said
The Crown Princess is still our Crown Prince!"
Youyun was startled and quickly lowered his head and said helplessly: "My master is naturally His Highness the Crown Prince."
The prince's face was gloomy at the moment. Hearing everyone's discussion, he snorted coldly and said quietly: "There is no need to chase him. Since he is unwilling to surrender, his life is useless. There is no cure for this poison. I forgive him for his invincible magical skills.
It’s just a matter of living a little longer, there’s no need for us to put in more effort.”
As soon as these words came out, Qian Mian was very proud, You Yun sighed secretly, and all the experts around him also felt happy in their hearts.
If they could, they would naturally not want to chase Meng Yuan. As Qian Mian said, although the opponent was poisoned, the killing sound of the Jinyi Guards in front of him was loud, and the ruthless sword god was unparalleled in the back. If he really wanted to chase him, Xuan
The Heavenly Sect has come out in force, and I'm afraid not a few people will survive.
Therefore, Meng Yuan was concerned about the poison injury and took the initiative to retreat. In fact, everyone felt relieved, otherwise they would not want to bet with each other on whether they would die from the poison first, or they would become the dead souls of the sword first.
On the other hand, the prince certainly wanted to watch the other party die with his own eyes, but the price he had to pay was too high. He had been running the Xuantian Sect for so many years, and he was really not willing to let all his previous efforts go to waste just for one person.
Not to mention, Youyun also mentioned the Crown Princess...
"snort."
The prince snorted coldly and ordered everyone: "Meng Yuan is dead, and the power of the Jinyi Guards may fall into the hands of Lu Hanjiang. Although this person may not necessarily be our enemy in the future, at this moment, he is still the biggest threat to our religion. Send the order
All sub-altars will switch from attack to defense from now on. No action can be taken without permission from me."