"Ladies and gentlemen, who else would like to come forward and advise? I, Meng Xiuyuan, am happy to accompany me! ”

As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said this, the hall instantly fell silent, so quiet that Meng Xiuyuan could almost hear his own echo.

He Taichong, the five elders of Kongtong, and the three major monks of Shaolin, the people with the highest status and kung fu among the people present, not only have they all been defeated by Meng Xiuyuan, but they have all been defeated neatly and lose face.

Even the most arrogant and ignorant people can see at this time, Meng Xiuyuan is a nameless junior in the rivers and lakes, this is obviously a mysterious and unpredictable young master.

Judging from the unbearable performance of the three factions of Kongtong, Kunlun, and Shaolin, if Meng Xiuyuan wants to deal with anyone present, he must not need to use the second move.

In this case, where would anyone dare to come out and make a bird.

"In that case, then my bet can be regarded as a victory, right?" The corners of Meng Xiuyuan's mouth were slightly hooked, and he said with a smile.

Although he said so, he knew that things would not be so simple, so he secretly observed the reactions of everyone present in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the hall became noisy again, and everyone whispered in a hurry.

The temptation of the dragon slaying knife is too great, even if they see Meng Xiuyuan's strong martial arts and the constraints of the gambling contract, it is still too difficult for them to give up like this.

After a while, in the end, it was Kunlun Xihuazi who jumped out again and said what everyone wanted.

"Meng Shaoxia, you are a martial artist at such a young age, and we all admire you.

It's just that this Xie Xun really has an incomprehensible hatred with us, and none of you here can easily let it go.

Today, even if we want to be the villain who is treacherous and rebellious, we will never give up.

Meng Shaoxia, you are young and promising, why did you delay your life for that Xie Xun? ”

This Xihuazi blatantly said that he had broken the contract, but he still had a righteous look on his face, which made Meng Xiuyuan's heart rise with anger.

He ignored the clown-like Xihuazi, turned to look at the others in the hall and asked:

"Everyone, but you all have the same idea as this Xihuazi?"

The hall was still silent, and everyone's eyes were staring directly at Meng Xiuyuan, without dodging.

No one answered him, but everyone had already answered him.

"Good! Hahaha, martial arts heroes, heroes of the rivers and lakes, sure enough, they all live up to their reputations. Meng Xiuyuan's eyes were gloomy, staring at everyone present: "Then I want to ask one more question, if I don't say Xie Xun's whereabouts, what do you want?" ”

Na Xihuazi didn't know what to do, seeing that there was so much support from so many people, his words and demeanor became more and more arrogant:

"Meng Shaoxia, those who know the times are Junjie, you'd better not see the situation clearly."

"Xihuazi, are you threatening me?" Meng Xiuyuan lowered his eyelids, and there was no expression on his face.

"So what? We are surrounded by hundreds of people present, can you Wudang faction resist it? Seeing this, Xihuazi no longer concealed it, and directly took out the long sword from his waist.

Meng Xiuyuan snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly rushed out of place, so fast that people couldn't see the movements clearly. A vague green shadow flashed between everyone, and he was already standing in front of Xihuazi.

"You?!" Xihuazi was shocked, and drew his sword and wanted to stab at Meng Xiuyuan. Seeing this, the other Kunlun disciples beside him also stepped forward one after another, wanting to help.

However, Meng Xiuyuan just stretched out his hand and grabbed Xihuazi's long sword and put it on his neck. And those Kunlun disciples who wanted to come up to help were also patted back by Meng Xiuyuan with a wave of his sleeves.

"Stop!" "Don't come nonsense!" "Let's go up together!"

Everyone present saw that Xihuazi, who had been speaking out, was captured by Meng Xiuyuan, and thought that today's matter had not ended well, and it might really be time to fight hard, so they no longer had to worry about it, and stood up one by one and pulled out their weapons.

The sound of hundreds of people "choking" and drawing their swords was connected, and for a while, the swords in this hall were tense.

"Presumptuous! In my Wudang Sect Zixiao Palace, how dare you do this? Meng Xiuyuan saw that the scene was out of control, so he simply totoed a little, borrowed strength from Xihuazi's head for the second time, and leaped to a height close to the ceiling of the main hall.

Among the hundreds of people, a few of them were indispensable, seeing Meng Xiuyuan jumping high, thinking of his previous kung fu that hurt people in the air, knowing that he was going to make a move against everyone, they hurriedly took out the hidden weapon in their hands and shot at Meng Xiuyuan in the air.

All of a sudden, there were countless dart poison needles and marbles and hidden arrows, as if Meng Xiuyuan would be pierced into a hornet's nest in the next moment.

But to their surprise, it was clear that Meng Xiuyuan was not hiding or blocking, but the dense hidden weapons seemed to be afraid of him, and they all bypassed his side, and all of them shot onto the roof and girder of Zixiao Palace, and none of them could hit.

Seeing this scene, Meng Xiu's heart was even more angry, and the long sword in his hand trembled like a silver snake, stabbing out in mid-air like a storm.

A trick "Guanshan Luomei" was used by Meng Xiuyuan with all his might

"簌簌簌"

In the sound of countless sword qi breaking through the air, the hall below exploded one by one, and for a while, smoke filled and wails erupted.

Meng Xiu's body turned and folded far away in the air, and landed beside the people of Wudang.

"Little junior brother, you are impulsive......" Zhang Cuishan frowned, secretly sighing that today's matter has finally come to this point, and he regrets it in his heart.

Even if they can win today, but they have offended so many famous and decent families, how should the Wudang faction survive and develop in this martial arts in the future?

"Fifth brother, what are you talking about so much now. Let's quickly form a Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation, and fight the enemy together with the little junior brother! Song Yuanqiao took the lead in pulling out his long sword, showing his strong attitude of supporting Meng Xiuyuan.

"Yes, our brothers are fighting the enemy together!" "They deceive people too much, do they really have no one in Wudang?"

The other five heroes drew their long swords one after another, and stood in the position of Beidou, all standing with majestic and majestic eyes.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Cuishan couldn't say anything, so he had to pull out his long sword and join the Seven Interception Formation of True Martial Arts.

On the contrary, Meng Xiuyuan, who was the first to strike, hurriedly shook his head and explained:

"Senior brothers, don't worry, things haven't come to this level yet. Calm down and watch. ”

Sure enough, after a moment and waiting for the dust to clear, the scene was very different from what everyone expected.

There were no severed limbs, no corpses, and although there were many people lying on the ground, most of them were not injured in any way, the most serious of which was the skin scratched by the flying pieces of wood.

On the contrary, the many wooden tables and chairs in the original hall were rarely spared, and most of them were cut and blown apart by the sword qi.

The power of the sword qi was terrifying, and in some places even the floor tiles were shattered and flown up, which was also the main reason why the main hall was dusty just now.

After staying for a long time, not only the people of the Wudang Sect, but also the others in the hall also saw the current situation clearly, and their hearts were very shocked.

Meng Xiuyuan's sword move made such a big noise, and he didn't hurt any of them.

No one was stupid enough to think that every sword qi of Meng Xiuyuan had missed.

"Meng Shaoxia, you ......" Although Xihuazi is not a good person, after all, it is not right and wrong, seeing such a scene, in the face of Meng Xiuyuan, he can no longer say hard words, and he is even a little grateful in his heart.

Meng Xiuyuan ignored him, turned to look at everyone present, and said in a majestic voice:

"Now let me ask you again, is the martial arts of my Wudang faction the best in the world?"