No one can open

Everyone was very complicated when they saw Meng Xiuyuan's back moving away.

"This young man Meng is really amazing...

I don’t know how lucky this Wudang Sect is. There is a founding master who is unprecedented and modern, and he can still produce such extraordinary second-generation disciples."

He Taichong was filled with emotion and murmured unconsciously.

He just joined forces with Ban Shuxian, Kunlun and Huashan people and tried his best to do anything to this young man in his twenties. He seemed not to take it seriously afterwards, but in fact he was far from as calm as he showed.

After ten years, he was defeated by Meng Xiuyuan twice, and he became more and more unbearable, which made Kunlun's reputation swept to the ground with him.

All of this made He Taichong feel infinite self-blame and unwillingness, even resentment and jealousy.

But at this moment, seeing Meng Xiuyuan's heroic feat of trying to block thousands of troops with one person's strength, he no longer had these thoughts and felt simply admiration.

"Master, what should we do? Will this young hero Meng be left to break the back by himself?" Yang Xiao asked Zhang Wuji in a tangled face.

Although he had many grudges and entanglements with Meng Xiuyuan, he even had the secret wounds left by Meng Xiuyuan at this time. But now, even for the dignity of the Ming Cult, he could not just let Meng Xiuyuan, an irrelevant outsider, stay for them to risk his life to end the rear.

"It's okay, uncle is fine.

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

Zhang Wuji showed confidence in Meng Xiuyuan, and only glanced slightly in the direction where Meng Xiuyuan left, then turned around and said loudly to everyone present:

"Everyone, don't waste your time, let's go back to Guangmingding as soon as possible and organize disciples of various sects to enter the secret passage.

Now in this critical moment of survival, I hope everyone can temporarily abandon past grudges and work together to fight the Yuan court as my uncle expected.

When the Tartars abused, all the Han people were responsible for resisting the enemy.

From the following point of view, after we go down the mountain from the secret passage, we can take advantage of our people in the martial arts world, act secretly, and sneak into assassination.

Drawing the Yuan army away will relieve the danger of being besieged by the Yuan army."

When everyone heard Zhang Wuji's words, they nodded one after another.

Although they doubted in their hearts whether Meng Xiuyuan could survive for so long among thousands of troops, there was indeed no better way at this time and could only act accordingly.

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In fact, compared to the concerns of all sects about Meng Xiuyuan, Meng Xiuyuan himself was not so nervous.

He flew down the mountain road with his sword in his hand. The rumbling sound of the Yuan army's horse hooves stepping down gradually came to his ears, but his heart was calm. His steps were getting faster and faster, and in the end he was like a phantom lightning.

After heading straight to a narrow entrance to the mountain road, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly stopped.

This is the only way to go up the mountain, which is only three meters wide. There are cliffs on one side and cliffs on the other side. This is a good place for blocking.

Meng Xiuyuan stood still here, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, and adjusted his state for the next battle.

But after a few dozen breaths, the Yuan soldiers at the foot of the mountain gradually surged up like a tide. As a meeting gift to greet Meng Xiuyuan, a burst of arrows immediately shot towards him.

The bowstrings trembled, and the arrows broke through the air. Continuous flying arrows were shot from the array of Yuan army archers thirty or forty feet away.

Although it is not as dense as it is in the movie, covering up the clouds and the sun, it is dense enough to tie a person into a hedgehog after a few breaths.

But for Meng Xiuyuan now, no matter how many bows and arrows shot like this, they would not constitute a great threat. The blue light of the Heavenly Sword in his hand flashed continuously. Without much effort, he could only see the ground full of broken branches and arrows, but Meng Xiuyuan was already standing still.

"Cum again!"

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

But the result was still the same. Meng Xiuyuan didn't take much effort to block these arrows and was safe and sound.

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

Although all the Yuan cavalry had seen Meng Xiuyuan's ability to block arrows, they were still brave enough to move forward without any fear of retreating.

This group of Mongolians was extremely skilled in riding. A total of twenty or thirty riders rushed forward and back, blocking the mountain road that was not considered spacious and did not leave any room for Meng Xiuyuan to move and dodge.

The uphill of this mountain road is not very steep. After a period of acceleration, the horses are already extremely fast. With the weight of nearly a thousand pounds of people and horses, the power brought by the cavalry charge is about to knock Meng Xiuyuan to pieces.

Seeing this situation, Meng Xiuyuan took a deep breath and stood still in place.

Just when the vanguard cavalry rushed to a distance of four or five feet in front of him, he suddenly jumped up into the air. The sword in his hand suddenly slashed continuously, and the invisible sword energy shot out in an instant, like a moment of rapid storm, coming quickly and stopping quickly.

This move is the ninth move of "Zixiao Sword Qi", called "Xiaoxiao Yujie". Since Meng Xiuyuan learned the skill of "Zixiao Sword Qi" ten years ago, he has never used this move.

The name of the move comes from General Yue Fei's famous "Manjianghong". As the name suggests, this move is also the only one designed in the entire set of swordsmanship that is specially designed for killing enemies on the battlefield.

The entire move only strives to adapt to the dangerous environment on the battlefield. When the move is launched, a large amount of sword energy can be erupted in a short time to kill ordinary officers and soldiers who do not understand kung fu on a large scale, and when the move is withdrawn, it will be quick and uncovered without any flaws.

With Meng Xiuyuan's skill at this time, the sword energy that originally did not value quality became very powerful.

In a moment, dozens of cavalrymen were wailing and falling off their horses one after another, and blood mist blew out from them, dyeing the soil on the mountain road red.

Meng Xiuyuan took advantage of the force on the back of the galloping war horse and turned over to avoid the impact of the horses.

When he landed again, the war horses without their masters either neighed and fell into the cliff in the collision, or they continued to run towards the top of the light behind Meng Xiuyuan.

"Those who cross this line will die."

The sound of the true energy activates is like a muffled thunder, rumbling spreading on the mountain road, shaking every soldier on the mountain road only feels his heart tight.

While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan waved his hand and cut a deep ditches on the mountain road.

Of course, Meng Xiuyuan did not just pretend to be a master, but he understood that with his own strength, he could not kill all the thousands of yuan soldiers up and down the mountain.

The most critical thing at this time is to help the evacuation of the sects on Guangmingding to delay time.

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

Looking at the Yuan army opposite, although they were well-trained and disciplined, they were also shocked by Meng Xiuyuan's unique skills that were just like a god or a ghost.

For a moment, no Yuan army dared to attack, but they were anxiously shooting several rounds of arrows, falling over the ground with broken arrows. The scene was very terrifying, but Meng Xiuyuan could not be hurt at all.

At this time, Meng Xiuyuan thought that the matter of closure would be completed so easily, but he did not expect that the sudden change would arise in a flash.

Just a "bang" sounded, and a ball of green fireworks shot out from the bottom of the mountain and rose to mid-air and exploded.

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

"attack!"

A majestic and urgent call came from the Yuan soldiers' team, and then the Yuan soldiers present stopped hesitating and rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan with loud shouts.

For a moment, the Yuan army was in a great momentum and completely disappeared from the retreating appearance just now.

Meng Xiuyuan saw this, although he was a little surprised, he was not afraid of any nervousness. He held the sword in his hand tightly and then flashed into the Yuan soldiers' array.

To be honest, all the Yuan soldiers in front of me are elite, which is much stronger than the Yuan soldiers who slaughtered villagers when Meng Xiuyuan fought against the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

At this time, these Yuan soldiers were well-trained and well-equipped, and did not need anyone to dispatch. They consciously rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan in a semi-arc shape, with full of attacks and threats.

In Meng Xiuyuan's vision, it was seen that at least seven or eight long spears were staggered at every moment, stabbing at him in a virtual and real way. There were also short Yuan soldiers bent over and sneaking under the spear pole, bent down and sneaking over with their fast swords, trying to take advantage of his time to deal with the sneak attack on him.

Faced with such a complex and dangerous situation, if it was Meng Xiuyuan ten years ago, he would definitely choose to use his light skills immediately to retreat, distance himself from the enemy, and then repeat the previous method of dealing with the cavalry, using "Zixiao Sword Qi" to hurt people at a long range.

This method is naturally safe, but no matter how much true qi is in the body, there is always a limit. In front of this endless Yuan soldiers, he would not last long for his squandering his true qi in front of this endless Yuan soldiers.

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

Meng Xiuyuan was like a ghost and a sword was like lightning. With his simple and unpretentious sword swing, he efficiently slaughtered the Yuan army in front of him.

Whenever you cut down the sword, weapons will be broken, broken limbs will fly across, and pain will be heard endlessly.

In a cup of tea, more than a hundred corpses had already lie down on the mountain road in front of me, and blood soaked the sand and soil under my feet.

The Yuan army in the back row had to move away the body of the comrade in front of him, and even pushed it off the cliff directly, so that they could have room to continue to step forward and attack towards Meng Xiuyuan.

During this process, Meng Xiuyuan's body did not even have any blood and dust. Although the true energy in his body was slightly consumed, it was not too serious and was completely within the controllable range.

Such a result was actually within Meng Xiuyuan's expectations. In addition to having the Sword of the Heavenly Sword in his hand at this moment, he also believed in the achievements he had achieved in his practice over the past ten years.

Although Meng Xiuyuan's total true qi has not been greatly improved compared to ten years ago, due to the inspiration of "Nine Yang Divine Art", dozens of entrances in his body were opened, so the recovery speed of true qi was extremely fast, which greatly compensated for his consumption in the fierce battle.

Moreover, over the past ten years, his physical strength has been greatly improved due to his persistent practice of "Physical Fitness". In addition, the "precise body control" effect of "Transfer of the Universe" makes him extremely powerful by just using muscles in one move and one move.

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

Only by superposition of these two things can Meng Xiuyuan wander freely in this military formation, killing more than 100 elite soldiers of the Yuan army with one man's strength, and still maintaining a relatively good condition.

"I said that those who cross the line will die."

Meng Xiuyuan said as he pointed to the ditch mark on the ground with the tip of the Yitian Sword. Sure enough, the only one who passed the line was the only one in the Yuan soldiers who were in that place.

Seeing such a tragic scene, the Yuan soldiers couldn't help but feel frightened.

These Yuan soldiers who were standing at the throne were still standing in the back row just now.

They saw the comrades in front of them rushing forward bravely, but in a flash, they were all killed by the terrifying Han Qingniaoyi in front of them.

They are obviously powerful and mighty Mongolian heroes, but at this moment, each of them can't even stop a sword, leaving only a wail and a pool of blood, and life passes meaninglessly.

No one wants to end up the same thing on their own.

Even the tenth commander and the centurion who were originally in charge of the command were unable to open an order at this time, so that the soldiers under his command could go up and die in vain.

Meng Xiuyuan felt a little relieved when he saw this. He only felt that he had killed enough people and finally shocked these Yuan troops.

But unexpectedly, the mutation regenerates at this time.
To be continued...