Everyone saw Meng Xiuyuan's back go away, and their hearts were very complicated.

"This Meng Shaoxia is really amazing......

I don't know what kind of luck this Wudang faction has, there is a founding ancestor of the ancient and modern times, and there can be such an otherworldly second-generation disciple. ”

He Taichong was full of emotion, and muttered unconsciously.

He just joined forces with Ban Shuxian, Kunlun, and Huashan to do his best to do his life's work, but he couldn't help this young man in his twenties. It doesn't seem to take it seriously in hindsight, but in fact, the heart is far from being as calm as it seems.

After ten years, he was defeated by Meng Xiuyuan twice in a row, each time becoming more and more unbearable, so that Kunlun's reputation was also swept to the ground with him.

All this made He Taichong's heart rise infinite self-blame and unwillingness, and even resentment and jealousy.

But at this moment, seeing Meng Xiuyuan's heroic feat of wanting to defeat thousands of armies alone with the strength of one person, he no longer had these thoughts, and only felt simple admiration.

"Sect Master, what should we do, do you really leave this Meng Shaoxia to break off by himself?" Yang Xiao's face was tangled, and he asked Zhang Wuji.

Although he has many grievances and entanglements with Meng Xiuyuan, he even has the secret wounds left by Meng Xiuyuan on his body at this time. But now, even if it is just for the dignity of the Ming Sect, they can't just let Meng Xiuyuan, an unrelated outsider, stay behind and risk death for them.

"It's okay, Uncle Xiao will be fine.

If he wants to leave, no one in the world can stop him. ”

Zhang Wuji showed that he was full of confidence in Meng Xiuyuan, and only glanced slightly in the direction where Meng Xiuyuan left, and then turned back and said aloud to everyone present:

"Everyone, let's not waste time, let's rush back to the top of the light as soon as possible and organize the disciples of all factions to enter the secret path.

Now that this is a time of critical survival, I hope that everyone can temporarily put aside the past grievances and work together to fight against this Yuan court, as my little uncle expected.

Tartar abuse, all our Han people, have the responsibility to resist the enemy.

In my opinion, after we descend the mountain from the secret passage, we can give full play to the advantages of our Jianghu people, act secretly, and sneak into assassination.

Lured the Yuan army away, and also solved the danger of the little uncle being besieged by the Yuan army. ”

When everyone heard Zhang Wuji's words, they all nodded yes.

Although they doubted in their hearts that Meng Xiuyuan could survive for so long in the midst of thousands of troops, there was really no better way at this time, so they could only act accordingly.

……

In fact, compared to the worries of everyone in various factions about Meng Xiuyuan, Meng Xiuyuan himself was not so nervous.

He flew down the mountain road with his sword, and the rumbling sound of the Yuan army's horses' hooves was gradually heard in his ears, but his heart was only calm. The pace of his feet became faster and faster, and at last his body was like a phantom lightning.

Running straight to a narrow pass on the mountain road, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly stopped.

This is the only way to go up the mountain, it is not more than three feet wide, and there are cliffs on one side and cliffs on the other, which is a good place to resist the attack.

Meng Xiuyuan stood still here, closed his eyes and breathed, adjusting his state for the next big battle.

However, after a few dozen breaths, the Yuan soldiers under the mountain gradually surged up like a tide. As a greeting gift to Meng Xiuyuan, a burst of arrows immediately came to his face.

The bowstring cracked, and the arrow broke through the air. A continuous stream of arrows was thrown from the array of Yuan army archers thirty or forty zhang away.

Although it is not as dense and cloudy as in the movie, it is dense enough to tie people into hedgehogs.

It's just that for the current Meng Xiuyuan, no matter how many bows and arrows are shot like this, they can't pose much of a threat. The blue light of the sword leaning on the sky in his hand flashed, and it didn't take much effort to see that the ground was full of broken branches and arrows, but Meng Xiuyuan was already standing in place.

"Shoot again!"

The Yuan army was unwilling to give up, and an officer in the army gave an order in Mongolian, and immediately another rain of arrows came.

But the result was still the same, Meng Xiuyuan didn't have much effort, he blocked these arrows and was unharmed.

At this time, the Yuan army did not arrange a third round of archery, because their vanguard cavalry had already whipped their horses and rushed straight in front of Meng Xiuyuan.

Although the cavalry of the Yuan army had all seen Meng Xiuyuan's arrow-blocking skills, they were still courageous, and none of them were afraid to retreat.

This group of Mongols was extremely skillful in riding, a total of twenty or thirty horsemen and horses rushed side by side, blocking this mountain road that was not spacious at all, leaving no room for Meng Xiuyuan to move and dodge.

The uphill slope is not very steep, and after a certain amount of acceleration, the horses are already running extremely fast. With the weight of the men and horses approaching a thousand catties, the power brought by this cavalry charge was about to knock Meng Xiuyuan to pieces.

Seeing this, Meng Xiu only took a deep breath and still stood still.

It was only when the vanguard cavalry rushed to a distance of four or five zhang in front of him that he suddenly jumped into the air, and the sword in his hand slashed suddenly, and the invisible sword qi shot out one after another in an instant, like a moment of storm, coming and stopping quickly.

This move is the ninth style of "Zixiao Sword Qi", called "Xiaoxiao Rain Break". Since Meng Xiuyuan learned the kung fu of "Zixiao Sword Qi" ten years ago, he has never used this trick.

The name of the move comes from General Yue Fei's well-known "Man Jianghong", and as the name suggests, this move is also the only one in the entire set of swordsmanship designed for killing enemies on the battlefield.

The full move only strives to adapt to the dangerous environment of the battlefield, and a large amount of sword qi can burst out in a short period of time when the move is issued, which can be used to massively kill and injure those ordinary officers and soldiers who do not know kung fu, and when the recruitment is received, it is quick and does not reveal flaws.

With Meng Xiuyuan's skill at this time, the sword qi that was originally not heavy on quality also became full of power.

In a moment, I saw the dozens of cavalrymen wailing one after another, and clouds of blood mist erupted from them, staining the mud on the mountain road red.

And Meng Xiuyuan stepped on the back of the war horse that was still galloping, and then turned over to avoid the impact of the horses.

When he landed again, the horses that had no owner either neighed and fell into the cliff in the collision, or they still ran all the way to the top of the light behind Meng Xiuyuan.

"Whoever crosses this line will die."

The sound of the true qi urging was like a muffled thunder, rumbling across the mountain road, shaking every soldier on the mountain road only felt their hearts tighten.

While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan waved a few sword qi in his hand, cutting a deep groove on this mountain road.

Of course, Meng Xiuyuan is not just pretending to be a master, but he understands that with his own strength, he can't kill not only the thousands of soldiers up and down the mountain.

At this time, the most critical thing is to help the factions above the light to evacuate and delay time.

Therefore, Meng Xiuyuan did not choose to take the initiative to attack, but only guarded at the narrow mouth of this key mountain road, with soldiers coming to block and water to cover the earth.

Looking at the Yuan troops on the opposite side, although they were all well-trained and disciplined, they couldn't help but be shocked by Meng Xiuyuan's fairy-like and ghost-like stunt just now.

For a while, no Yuan army dared to come forward to attack, but anxiously shot several rounds of arrow rain in a row, falling all over the ground with broken arrows, the scene was very terrifying, but Meng Xiu could not be injured in the slightest.

At this time, Meng Xiuyuan thought that his future would be completed so easily, but he didn't want to change suddenly in an instant.

I only heard a "bang" explosion, and I saw a green firework shoot out from the bottom of the mountain, rising straight into the air and exploding.

The Yuan soldiers present saw the green fireworks, and their faces changed suddenly, and they were extremely frightened.

"Attack!"

In the ranks of the Yuan soldiers, a majestic and urgent order was immediately heard, and then the Yuan soldiers present no longer hesitated, and rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan with a loud roar.

For a while, the Yuan army was in great momentum, and it completely lost the appearance of retreating just now.

Meng Xiu saw this, although he was a little surprised in his heart, he was not afraid of being nervous. Clenching the Heavenly Sword in his hand, he dodged into the Yuan Soldier Array.

One thing to say, these Yuan soldiers in front of him are indeed elite, much stronger than the Yuan soldiers who slaughtered the villagers that Meng Xiu fought against at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain back then.

At this time, these soldiers were well-trained and well-equipped, and they did not need to be dispatched, so they consciously killed Meng Xiuyuan in a semi-arc, and the attack was full of threat.

In Meng Xiuyuan's field of vision, he saw that at least seven or eight spears were staggered at him at every moment, and there were also short Yuan soldiers who leaned down under the spear shaft at the same time, bent down and sneaked over, and swept towards Meng Xiuyuan at the same time with a quick knife, wanting to take advantage of his lack of time to deal with the sneak attack.

In the face of such a complex and dangerous situation, if it were Meng Xiuyuan ten years ago, he would definitely choose to immediately retreat with light skills, distance himself from the enemy, and then repeat the method of dealing with the cavalry in front, and use "Zixiao Sword Qi" to hurt people remotely.

This is naturally safe, but no matter how much true qi is in the body, there is always a limit. In front of this seemingly endless Yuan Bing, he squandered his true qi so much, and he couldn't support it for too long.

Fortunately, this time is different from the past, and Meng Xiuyuan has a better way to deal with the enemy at this time.

I saw that Meng Xiu's body was like a ghost, his sword was like lightning, and he only relied on his unpretentious sword swings again and again, and he slaughtered these Yuan troops in front of him very efficiently.

With every sword slashed, weapons shattered, severed limbs flew sideways, and pained wails were heard incessantly.

In the time of a cup of tea, more than 100 corpses had fallen on the mountain road in front of me, and the blood soaked the sand under their feet.

The Yuan army in the back row had to move away from the corpses of their comrades in front of them, and even pushed them off the cliff directly, so that they had room to continue to move forward and attack towards Meng Xiuyuan.

And in this process, Meng Xiuyuan didn't even get a little blood and dust on his body, not to mention hanging colors. Although the true qi in the body was slightly depleted, it was not too serious, and it was completely within the controllable range.

With such results, it was actually within Meng Xiuyuan's expectations. In addition to having the Heavenly Sword in his hand at the moment, he also believed in the results of his cultivation in the past ten years.

Although the total amount of Meng Xiuyuan's true qi has not increased much compared to ten years ago, due to the inspiration of the "Nine Yang Divine Skill", dozens of entrances have been opened all over his body, so the recovery speed of his true qi is extremely fast, which largely makes up for his consumption in the fierce battle.

And at the same time, due to his unremitting practice of "Fitness Technique" in the past ten years, his physical strength has been greatly improved. Coupled with the effect of "precise control of the body" in "The Great Shift", he can have great power with just the muscles of his body and not need to use too much true qi.

In this way, the consumption of true qi will naturally be reduced.

The superposition of these two phases can make Meng Xiuyuan move freely in this military formation, and kill more than 100 elite soldiers of the Yuan army with the strength of one person, and still maintain a relatively good state.

"I said, the one who crosses the line, die."

Meng Xiuyuan said and pointed at the ditch on the ground with the tip of the Heavenly Sword, and sure enough, at this time, there was only the corpse of the Yuan soldier in that place who crossed that line.

When the soldiers saw such a tragic scene, they couldn't help but be frightened.

Now these soldiers who are standing at the head of the platoon are still standing in the back row just now.

They saw that the groups of comrades in front of them rushed forward bravely, but in an instant, they were all easily killed by the terrifying Han youth in front of them.

Obviously, they are all strong and mighty Mongolian heroes, but at this moment, each of them can't even block a sword, leaving only a wail, a pool of blood, and life passes meaninglessly.

No one wants to end up in the same situation themselves.

Even the ten-division commander and centurion who were originally in charge of commanding could hardly open their mouths to give orders at this time, so that their soldiers would go up and die in vain.

Seeing this, Meng Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. I only felt that I had killed enough people, and finally shocked these Yuan troops.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the mutation was reborn.

Suddenly, I heard a "bang" at the bottom of the mountain, and a fireworks were launched and exploded in midair.

It's just that unlike the last firework, this one emitted a scarlet glow like blood.

When the Yuan army saw this red firework, their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

In an instant, their expressions were no longer as fearful as they were just now, and in the eyes that looked at Meng Xiuyuan, there was only hatred and madness. It seemed to be dyed by the red fireworks, and all of his eyes were red.

"Kill!

”

There was a fierce roar from the ranks, and the Yuan army immediately rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan again, and it was far more ferocious than the last time.

When they fought again this time, the Mongolian soldiers of these Yuan army would no longer defend, but they all looked like they were desperately trying to bite Meng Xiuyuan, and they tried their best to attack him.

What's more, the archers of the Yuan army in the back row have also begun to throw arrows in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan at the same time, regardless of the casualties of their own soldiers.

For a time, Meng Xiuyuan was faced with spears like a forest and arrows like rain.

Seeing this, Meng Xiu was also a little amazed in his heart, and couldn't help but guess what kind of character these commanders of the soldiers were, and what means were used to make the soldiers forget to die so much.

It's just that at this moment of crisis, he didn't think deeply, and quickly concentrated his energy and devoted himself to his own moves.

In another short period of time, Meng Xiuyuan's side was already full of corpses and rivers of blood. Half of them died from his sword, half from the bow and arrow from the back.

It's just that compared to just now, the intensity of the battle has increased significantly, and Meng Xiuyuan has to be forced to use more True Qi to barely stop these crazy Yuan soldiers and not let them rush past him.

Swinging the sword again and again, the severed limbs and remnants flew sideways, and at a certain moment, Meng Xiuyuan was even vaguely curious, the peerless divine soldier in his hand who was blown into the sky leaned on the heavenly sword, and if he fought for a longer time, would he also be cut to the blade.

However, before this could be verified, the scene suddenly changed again.

A voice came, causing all the frantic soldiers to stop:

"Stop!"

Meng Xiuyuan followed the sound and saw that in the distance, surrounded by the Yuan army, there were people riding high-headed horses and dressed luxuriously.