Meng Xiuyuan's decisive response to the battle surprised the opponent very much.

Whether it was Bi Xuan, who had a cold and harsh expression, or Fu Cailin, who looked up to love the stars and moon, at this moment, they were all deeply attracted by the sword light in his hand, and they all cast their eyes.

The two of them had vicious eyes, and they had already seen that Meng Xiuyuan's injuries were not light at the moment when they first met, and according to common sense, they both concluded that Meng Xiuyuan would find an opportunity to escape, so they were quite vigilant in their hearts, ready to volley at any time, and did not dare to stay behind.

But he didn't expect that this young Han master was so upright and brave, even if he was seriously injured, he was still not afraid of facing his two great masters.

"Okay, no wonder you have such martial arts at such a young age.

A warrior should have such a fearless heart, so that he can be brave and invincible.

It's a pity you're not a Turk, otherwise I could have had a good drink with you.

"Heavenly Sword" Meng Xiuyuan, right...... I remember you.

Even if you die here tonight, I, Bi Xuan, still respect you as a hero. ”

The night wind was howling, and Bi Xuan was wearing a wild hemp robe, and there was a little more appreciation in the eyes of the original invincible and world-wide eyes.

"Life is a miracle given by God, and the existence of every life is a spark ignited in the endless growth and decay, and it is a fragment of the long river of life.

A life like Meng Gongzi is particularly hot and moving, more beautiful than the stars and moon in the sky.

If it weren't for the fact that the people of Goguryeo would fall into fire and water again, I would not be willing to extinguish the fire of your life......"

Fu Cailin lowered his head for the first time, no longer looking up at the night, but staring at Meng Xiuyuan with a pair of eyes, his ugly eyebrows and eyes filled with pure affection.

Meng Xiuyuan heard the two of them talking, and only felt as if he was reading a eulogy, and he had been sentenced to death, so he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and replied loudly:

"Haha, the two great grandmasters are really very good at speaking.

But since you have made up your mind to kill me, why do you say more?

If you have any feelings, let's talk about it with fists, feet and swords. ”

As he spoke, the white jade long sword in Meng Xiuyuan's hand drew a flawless arc, and finally crossed his chest, and the starting style of the "Tai Chi Sword Technique" had been placed.

"So bold, so refreshing!"

Bi Xuan saw at a glance that Meng Xiuyuan's "Tai Chi Sword Technique" was unfathomable, and his eyes flashed, and he immediately shouted and flew in.

Compared with the previous Shi Zhixuan, Bi Xuan's body technique was a little slower, but he had an unparalleled domineering power.

As soon as the punch came out, there was not the slightest sound of the fist wind whistling, nor did it bring up half of the strength, but the boundless momentum was violently pressed down from the top of his head, sealing all the retreats of Meng Xiuyuan.

The next moment, the air around Meng Xiuyuan's body suddenly became scorching and boiling, if he was instantly placed in the hot yellow sand of the desert, it was Bi Xuan's housekeeping skill "Burning Sun Miraculous Skill" that had already been launched.

Seeing this situation, Meng Xiuyuan was about to tremble slightly with the white jade long sword in his hand, and drew a perfect arc, quietly dissolving Bi Xuan's punch with the true intent of Tai Chi.

Although Meng Xiuyuan was still confident that he could break Bi Xuan's punch with strength at this moment, after all, he was injured, and in order to be safe, he still chose to use the "Tai Chi Sword Technique" to dismantle a few moves with his opponent first.

The immortal true qi in Meng Xiuyuan's body was the most effective elixir for treating injuries, and every time the true qi circulated in the meridians for a week, his injuries would get a little better.

In this situation, the longer the two sides fight, the more advantageous it will be for him.

Although Bi Xuan Kung Fu takes the route of opening and closing, as a great martial arts master who has been famous for many years, he also does not lack subtle changes, and at the moment when his fist was dissolved by Meng Xiuyuan, he immediately changed his moves and rubbed his body, obviously trying to crack Meng Xiuyuan's unbreakable Tai Chi sword momentum with a short hand.

Meng Xiu was not afraid of this, the long sword in his hand turned, and a Tai Chi sword momentum with a mixture of yin and yang, no beginning and no end was sent, and he was about to lead Bi Xuan's menacing blow to the side.

Although he is inferior to a great master like Bi Xuan in the realm of martial arts, he has devoted himself to studying this set of "Tai Chi Sword Technique" for many years, and he has obtained the true meaning of it, and he is not afraid of the change of the opponent's tricks.

Bi Xuan quickly attacked a few moves, each of which was natural, domineering and fierce, but he still couldn't break through Meng Xiuyuan's sword circle, but gradually fell into the countless yin and yang cyclones around him, and began to be a little restrained, and it was difficult to display his monstrous skills, and he couldn't help but feel irritable and frown.

At this critical moment, a faint sigh came from the side, which suddenly reversed the situation.

"Such a swordsmanship, Fu Cailin has never seen it in his life, please let me have the honor to experience one or two ...... in person"

As he spoke, this "Sword Master" had already appeared in front of Meng Xiuyuan, replacing Bi Xuan and burrowing into Meng Xiuyuan's Tai Chi sword momentum.

When Bi Xuan saw this scene, although he was unhappy in his heart, he also took the opportunity to flash to the side. Meng Xiuyuan's martial arts doctrine of "Tai Chi Sword Technique" is very different from all martial arts in this world, and he doesn't want to suffer any more losses, so he wants to take the opportunity to take a clear look.

"Meng Gongzi, do you know, why did I, Fu Cailin, learn swords?"

The sword master who was always saying something profound suddenly came to talk about it for some reason, and asked faintly while making a sword move towards Meng Xiuyuan.

And at the moment when his long sword was unsheathed, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly felt that everything in heaven and earth had disappeared, leaving only the vast void and the two swordsmen who were holding swords against him.

Every move of the long sword in Fu Cailin's hand seems to be ordinary, but under the details, it is fascinating, with countless follow-up changes, which makes people fascinated.

Everyone in the world knows that Fu Cailin's "Swordsmanship" is invincible, paying attention to "using people to fight swords, and swords to fight enemies", integrating chess theory into swordsmanship.

At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan personally confronted him, only to find that things were by no means as simple as they sounded, Fu Cailin's meticulous arrangement of a sword and sword was all natural from his heart, and it was no longer just a clever way to crack it, let alone a chess game.

"I don't know, but Master Fu's swordsmanship is so skillful, I'm willing to hear it."

Meng Xiuyuan didn't want to fall into the chess game dominated by Fu Cailin, so he suddenly shook his long sword as he spoke, turning the curve into a straight and a circle into a front, and using the "Xiaoxiang Sword Rain" in "Zixiao Sword Qi" as a guide, he contained all the Tai Chi spinning energy that had been accumulated around his body for a long time.

The speed of this sword qi was as fast as lightning, and even if Fu Cailin sensed it in advance, it was still difficult to dodge in time, so he could only stab the sword in his hand and stab it by force.

Hearing the loud sound of "boom", every time Fu Cailin took a step back, the ground under his feet exploded. In this way, this sword master still withdrew four or five zhang away in a row, and only then could he barely block Meng Xiuyuan's earth-shattering sword qi.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, Fu Cailin had not suffered such a secret loss for many years since his martial arts attainment, and his heart couldn't help but have mixed thoughts.

After a while, when he looked up at Meng Xiuyuan again, Fu Cailin's eyes were already full of sadness that was difficult to hide:

"Meng Gongzi, you should understand that this is a world full of madmen and ignorance.

If you don't have enough power, you will be deprived of the right to enjoy the miracles of life. This is true from nation to nation, and it is also true from man to man.

From the moment I learned the sword, I vowed to keep my people safe.

Not only do I not like war, I hate it. However, under the threat of the death of the country and the family, he had to fight back.

The Han people are ferocious, and under the leadership of Yang Guang, the faint monarch, they have formed an incomprehensible hatred with my Goguryeo.

For the sake of the long-term interests of our entire nation, only by maintaining this divided situation can we have a peaceful and happy life.

And in order to achieve this, I'm sorry, Li Shimin can't live, and you can't ...... Meng Gongzi."

At this point, Fu Cailin slowly turned his head to look at Bi Xuan on the side, the two great masters of different races met for the first time at this moment, and nodded to each other silently.

Obviously, the two people who had suffered a secret loss in the temptation just now understood that even at this moment, Meng Xiuyuan, who was injured, was still not something they could defeat alone.

In order to solve this serious problem for the country and the nation, they can no longer take into account the demeanor of the grandmaster tonight, and they can only choose to join hands to besiege and kill.

"Since ancient times, the winner is king, and the process is not important.

Meng Xiuyuan, may you be born in the vast steppe in the next life, and be a Turkic who stands up to the sky......"

Bi Xuan sighed lightly, and then the momentum on his body rose sharply, and "The Miracle of the Burning Sun" did not make the slightest reservation, it was completely integrated into one palm, and the blazing aura surrounded Meng Xiuyuan's body.

At the same time, Fu Cailin had also flashed out from one side, and the sword in his hand flashed with a blue and clear light, crossing an arc that concealed the principle of heaven and earth, and flew towards Meng Xiuyuan.

Although the two great masters had never crossed paths before, there seemed to be a tacit understanding between them for decades. Under the superposition of the two tricks, the power was doubled, sealing all of Meng Xiuyuan's way of life.

Seeing this scene, Meng Xiuyuan knew that it was difficult to delay, so he could only ignore the injuries in his body and show his true ability.

The next moment, a glittering brilliance flashed in Meng Xiuyuan's eyes, and the energy around his body surged, blowing his clothes fluttering like an immortal.

The left-handed "Six Yang Palms of the Tianshan Mountains" was filmed, and Bi Xuan's "Burning Yang Miracles" was hard shaken with masculine to masculine and blazing energy. The sword light in his right hand flashed continuously, and countless sword qi burst out, pressing Fu Cailin's sword out of Zhang Xu.

For a while, Meng Xiuyuan forcibly touched the two great masters and joined forces, and firmly gained the upper hand.

"You?!"

Bi Xuan touched his beard, which was scorched and bent by the blazing energy at his chin, and his heart was shocked for a while. Meng Xiuyuan's sudden outburst was really unexpected.

This invincible god of war on the grassland never imagined that there was such an outlier in the world, who could force him and Fu Cailin to join forces with his physical true qi, and it was with the fiery true qi that he was proud of that he suffered a loss.

"Brother Bi, you don't have to fight hard. He can't last long......"

Although Fu Cailin's words were very indifferent, he had already withdrawn from the distance between his words, and his eyes were full of prudence when he looked at Meng Xiuyuan.

His "Sword Fighting" is like playing chess, and those who are qualified to sit at the chess table and compete with him fairly in the past are at least masters of Ning Daoqi's level.

But the young man in front of him today was very unreasonable, and he had no idea of playing a good game with him.

Originally, the chess game should have been carefully arranged and intrigued by you and me, because Meng Xiuyuan's true qi and body, which were far beyond ordinary people, had become an unfair game.

Every time Fu Cailin loses a son and makes a move, Meng Xiuyuan can leave two or three sons and make two or three moves by virtue of his basic advantages.

Such a chess game made Fu Cailin, a sword master, not know how to play.

The two great grandmasters fell into disadvantage for a while, and Meng Xiuyuan would not give them a chance to breathe, and immediately pursued them, just wanting to kill the two as soon as possible.

He is in poor condition at the moment, and he may not be able to hold on for too long if he exerts his kung fu with all his might. Even if he dealt with one of these two grandmasters first, it would be a favorable choice for him.

For a while, even if Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin had their skills, they could only barely resist and temporarily avoid the edge, and teamed up with Meng Xiuyuan with their body skills.

At this critical moment, Zhao Deyan, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly came out of nowhere, and said in a distant voice:

"Meng Gongzi, please take a look at me.

Your friend, I invited you here. ”

Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously looked at it when he heard the sound, and sure enough, in the distant woods, Daniel Zhang's burly figure appeared on Zhao Deyan's side, and he was holding a soft Ling gun straight to his throat.

(End of chapter)