I saw that this man had a golden crown of hair on his head, and stepped on a tall horse, wearing a brocade robe. Looking at the face, it was a young and heroic man, but Meng Xiuyuan didn't know him.

Speaking of which, such a dress actually looks very abrupt and strange among the soldiers of the Yuan Army.

You must know that although this Yuan army has an absolute advantage at this time, after all, they are here to deal with the six major factions and the Ming Sect, and the enemies are all martial artists with superb kung fu.

If ordinary people were not mentally ill, they would never dress up so ostentatiously in the military formation. Because doing so is not much different from shouting "Come and rush to hijack me, come and shoot a dark weapon at me", and obviously set himself up as a target, giving those martial arts people who are good at assassination a chance to turn defeat into victory.

There must be a demon when something goes wrong, and Meng Xiuyuan knew that it must have something to rely on, so he carefully looked around the boy's body.

Sure enough, after only a few glances, Meng Xiuyuan unconsciously frowned slightly.

This brocade-clothed young man was in a circle around him, and there were many top masters standing at this time. Although they all hide in the group of soldiers, they can still see the clues by looking at their body shape and bearing.

What's more intuitive is that many of these faces Meng Xiuyuan knows.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be the little prince of Ruyang Palace." Meng Xiuyuan said aloud to the young man.

He concluded that the young man in front of him should be the son of King Ruyang, Kukutmur, whose Han name is also Wang Baobao, and it is Zhao Min's elder brother.

Yu Zhong, his brother and sister are both rare talents of the younger generation of the Great Yuan Court, and they are also in charge of some of the rights in the Ruyang Palace.

Among them, Zhao Min was responsible for commanding the warrior monks in the palace and designing to deal with those gangs in the rivers and lakes. And this Wang Baobao, as the son of the world, followed his father King Ruyang, led the troops to fight, and was responsible for dealing with the rebel rebels in the world.

This Wang Baobao is not very old, but he is quite shrewd and talented, and he is very good at commanding armies. In the original history, he was also a rare excellent general among the Mongols at the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

From this point of view, it is no wonder that these soldiers besieging the light today are so elite that they can do the order and forbid, and forget about death.

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 we met.

Could it be that a rebellious thief like you, who wants to assassinate important officials in the court, has also collected portraits of our Mongolian nobles?"

That Wang Baobao only thought it was interesting, so he didn't rush to let his subordinates act, but chatted with Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard this, and said disdainfully:

"I'm not interested in your ***.

It's just that many of the ones you stand under are my defeated men.

I looked familiar and knew that they were all dogs from your Ruyang Palace."

As soon as Meng Xiuyuan said this, Wang Baobao immediately heard a few cold snorts, looking very angry. It's just that in this military array, without the permission of the lord, they don't dare to speak at will.

Only the two elders of Xuanming that Meng Xiuyuan had seen on Wudang Mountain were attached to Wang Baobao's side and explained a few words to him in a whisper.

"Meng Xiuyuan of the Wudang Sect...... I've often heard Min Min mention this name, but it turned out to be you."

After Wang Baobao listened to the words of the second elder Xuan Ming, he looked at Meng Xiuyuan, his gaze changed slightly, and he glanced up and down at him:

"No wonder one man has been able to resist my army for so long.

Indeed, he is a rare warrior in the world."

When Meng Xiuyuan heard Wang Baobao's words, he felt a little surprised, so he didn't answer.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that it makes sense.

After all, there are not many young heroes with strong martial arts in the world. Zhao Min Bingxue is smart, if you can't guess his identity, it's a little strange.

Just as Meng Xiuyuan was pondering, Wang Baobao spoke again:

"I said, my sister, as a Mongolian royal family, is a dignified golden branch and jade leaf, how can she be interested in the Han barbarians.

It turned out that not only was the martial arts strong,

and a good face......

As he spoke, Wang Baobao's gaze at Meng Xiuyuan became very disgusted, and he pointed to the land in front of him disdainfully and said:

"Before I came, Min Min threatened and pleaded with me in every possible way, saying that if I touched you, I must spare your life.

I didn't want to agree to her, but she was the most favored by my father, and I really asked my father to give me an order.

In that case, Meng Xiuyuan, you can kneel down and thank you.

From now on, if you serve my Ruyang Palace, then I can also ignore your previous actions for the time being and spare your life."

Meng Xiuyuan was amused when he heard this, but he didn't answer, leaning on the heavenly sword in his hand, and actually took the bloody head of a Yuan soldier on the ground and shot straight towards Wang Baobao.

This Wang Baobao was quite a distance away from Meng Xiuyuan, but the speed of the head was also extremely fast, and it was not far in front of Wang Baobao in an instant.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this situation, the two elders of Xuan Ming on Wang Baobao's side jumped up suddenly, and at the same time blocked the head with the weapon in his hand.

Ten years ago, the two of them were on Wudang Mountain, and they suffered a big loss from Meng Xiuyuan. Just looking at his face, he almost broke a person in Meng Xiuyuan's hands, so he naturally knew how powerful Meng Xiuyuan was.

Ten years have passed, and they know that at Meng Xiuyuan's age, their kung fu will definitely improve, and they are very cautious and jealous in their hearts. Especially Meng Xiuyuan's otherworldly internal strength, which makes them a little frightened to this day.

Therefore, when receiving this head, although the two of them were strong in their mouths, they did not dare to be careless in their hearts. The weapon in his hand was full of twelve points of strength, for fear that something would go wrong.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as this Yuan Bing's head came into contact with the weapons of the two of them, it immediately exploded, causing broken bones and blood to splash everywhere.

Most of the blood was sprinkled on the body of the two elders of Xuan Ming, but a small part passed through the gap between the two of them, staining the splendid clothes of the little prince.

It turned out that it was Meng Xiuyuan who knew that this blow was too far away, and he would definitely not be able to hurt Wang Baobao, who was guarded by countless masters around him. Therefore, when he started, he had already used his internal strength to shatter the head of the Yuan soldier in advance, and then threw it out with soft strength.

In this way, as soon as this head touches the weapon of the two elders of Xuan Ming, it will naturally be like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

"Well, in that case, then don't blame me."

Wang Baobao looked at the blood stains on his clothes, and seemed to understand the metaphorical meaning, but he was not angry, but laughed and said:

"Don't kill him, just break his limbs, it's not a disobedience to my father's orders, and Min Min has no reason to mess with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, many figures rushed out beside him, heading straight for Meng Xiuyuan.

Some of them jumped up and flew on the shoulders of the soldiers. Some of them forced themselves to shuttle through the dense array of Yuan soldiers, but their speed did not decrease, and they were like ghosts.

In terms of this method alone, it can be regarded as showing their magical powers, and they all show extremely clever means.

And when they crossed the crowd and stood in front, Meng Xiuyuan saw clearly the "luxurious" master lineup under Wang Baobao.

Not to mention the old acquaintances of Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San, there are also four strong and burly lamas, who obviously also have extremely advanced kung fu, which makes people feel familiar.

"You belong to the Eight Great Vajra Tantras?"

Meng Xiuyuan's heart flashed, and he couldn't help but suddenly ask in Tibetan.

"How do you know.

You, a native of the Central Plains, do you still have any relationship with my Tantra?"

A lama suddenly heard that Meng Xiuyuan could speak Tibetan, and he was very puzzled, so he asked cautiously.

Meng Xiuyuan was amused when he heard this, smiled at him and replied:

"It's quite related, you'll find out later."

"Hmph, Guru, don't listen to his nonsense. He grew up in the Wudang sect since he was a child, and how could he have a relationship with Tantra.

It's just that I see that there are many of us, so I am afraid in my heart and want to cling to the relationship.

The Guru will act later, and he will not show mercy."

On the side, Ah Da is also a nickname

Fang Dongbai, who was the "Eight-Armed Divine Sword", also knew a little Tibetan, so he roughly understood the conversation between the two, and hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him.

Ten years ago, at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, when he fought with Meng Xiuyuan, Meng Xiuyuan cut off the right arm used to hold the sword, and almost became a wasted person.

Boundless hatred and hatred have been formed ever since.

For ten years, he worked hard day and night to practice left-handed swordsmanship, in order to take revenge on Meng Xiuyuan.

At this moment, he finally stood in front of the enemy, and naturally he would not let Meng Xiuyuan bargain.

"Boy, you also listened to the little prince's orders. Haha, today I will let you taste what I have tasted in the past ten years."

Fang Dongbai unconsciously glanced at his empty right sleeve as he spoke, and his expression became more and more hideous.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he didn't pay attention to him, but turned to the sturdy man beside him:

"I was in a hurry to meet last time, and I forgot to say hello to you.

You broke the joints of my third senior brother with your powerful adamantine fingers, right?"

Although Meng Xiuyuan's tone of voice was ordinary, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He saw that the man in front of him was strong and strong, and he was mighty. On the face, hands, neck, all the muscles that can be seen are tangled, and it seems that the whole body is full of energy, and it is so swollen that it is about to explode.

Ah San is unruly by nature, although he has fought and knows that Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu is powerful, but when he heard Meng Xiuyuan's words, he still looked arrogant:

"Haha, it's me, but it's not much to mention.

Your senior brother is a waste, he didn't resist at all, and it was not interesting to make a move.

It's fun to work on you later.

I don't know if your Wudang faction can steal the black jade intermittent ointment to heal you."

Meng Xiuyuan was not angry when he heard this, he only nodded slightly, and then smiled at him:

"yes, that's good.

You miscellaneous pieces have come to you today, and I won't have to look for them one by one."

Immediately, he stopped talking to these people, and rushed straight forward with his sword.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan making such a reckless move, the masters on the side of the Ruyang Mansion were very happy in their hearts. The reason why they were willing to stand here and talk to Meng Xiuyuan for a long time was naturally not just to catch up and chat.

A master's move, in fact, a moment of stillness and movement can create a flaw that determines the outcome of the battle. Now that Meng Xiuyuan took the initiative to rush into the encirclement they had arranged, it was naturally the most ideal result.

Because everyone only felt that Meng Xiuyuan was angered by Ah San's words and lost his mind.

"I don't know if your screams will be a little louder than your senior brother later......" Ah San struck while the iron was hot and continued to speak to provoke Meng Xiuyuan's nerves.

At the same time, he didn't just do lip service, his inner breath secretly turned, the bones around him split and patted, and he kept making a slight explosion sound, from the outside to the inside, without half of the evil spirit, he had already begun to use the "King Kong Demon Magic Power" in advance.

This "King Kong Demon Magic" was introduced to the King Kong Gate from Shaolin, and is known as the best outer door magic power of Buddhism, and its power is naturally very terrifying. With a wave of his hand, the corpses of the two Yuan soldiers on the ground were thrown towards Meng Xiuyuan like cannonballs.

Meng Xiuyuan's brows furrowed slightly when he saw this, and the surging palm power of his left hand caused the corpse to explode into two clouds of blood mist in mid-air, unable to get close to his side.

And Na Ah San took advantage of this time to approach, regardless of the fact that he was dyed crimson and rushed out of the blood mist, rushing to Meng Xiuyuan like a devil Shura, and punched at him.

At the same time, Ah Da Ah Er had already circled the two sides of Meng Xiuyuan, cooperating with Ah San to attack at the same time, and the palm wind sword light came out together.

Even the four Tantric Vajra were not idle, they also drew their steel whips and looked at the gap to attack Meng Xiuyuan.

For a while, Meng Xiuyuan's situation was very critical and almost difficult to solve.

What I want to explain here is that many people think that as long as kung fu is practiced to the top, then they will not be afraid of the siege of masters of one or two grades lower.

In fact, this is actually a complete misunderstanding.

In the martial arts world, no matter how powerful a person is, he is a mortal person, and he will be injured if he is hit by a blade or a fist.

Even Qiao Feng, the god of war of the Heavenly Dragon, Qiao Daxia, personally said, "If there are five or six good players like Duan Yanqing attacking me at the same time, I will definitely not be able to deal with it."

And the seven people Meng Xiuyuan faced at this time were all first-class players in the world. Everyone can take it out alone, and it is enough to compete with Zhang Wuji, who has achieved great achievements, for dozens of moves.

If he is really allowed to be besieged by seven people honestly, even with his martial arts today, he will definitely be able to win, but it will definitely take a lot of effort and a lot of true qi.

At the moment of these thousands of yuan army, Meng Xiuyuan could not squander it like this.

Therefore, he is a ploy here.

"Hah!"

Meng Xiuyuan let out a rare short snort, and suddenly his hair and clothes were supported by his true qi and flew up, and the whole person seemed to be a fairy in the sky.

This is exactly the kung fu he has studied in Kunlun Cui Valley for many years to compress true qi.

Although he can't use this to break through to a new realm, it is very useful to use it to increase the lethality of his moves in a short time.

In the next moment, several sword qi that was far beyond the ordinary shot out from the Heavenly Sword and shot at the three people who had already attacked him.

This sword qi came extremely quickly, and if it was farther away, it might still have time to react. But Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San were eager to attack the enemy, thinking that Meng Xiu had lost his cool and thrown himself into the net, so he was already too close to Meng Xiuyuan, but he was plotted.

A few wails were heard, and in an instant, there were six more corpses on the ground.

Seeing this, the four great King Kongs of the Tantric Sect were shocked, 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 is much smaller.

Meng Xiuyuan, who was in such a state of true qi explosion, forced in front of them with the Heavenly Sword in his hand, like a wolf entering a flock.

Under the simple dismantling of just a dozen moves, the heads of the four people also fell at Meng Xiuyuan's feet.

At this point, Meng Xiuyuan took a slight breath and stopped the state of forcibly compressing the true qi in his body.

Killing the seven masters in an instant, although it also consumed a lot of true qi, it was already the best situation.

The next moment, Meng Xiu looked at Wang Baobao from afar and said with a smile:

"Little prince, it's for you to send these people to me.

It really saved me a lot of effort."

Thanks to the book friends of "Murong Tian Xiaoxiang" for their rewards.