"Thank you, Master, for reminding me. I'll remember it." Ye Long nodded, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

But he was very excited in his heart! Shenzhao Gong can actually cure the cold poison of Xuanming Divine Palm! Also, Shenzhao Gong has healing effect. Mei Niansheng said it can cure it, so it must be possible! You must know that in the original work,

It only took Ding Dian twelve years to practice Shenzhao Gong, become the best martial arts master, and revive Di Yun who had just died.

This Divine Light Technique is no weaker than the Nine Yang Divine Technique! And Mei Niansheng is about to teach her own Divine Light Technique! This is very exciting to think about! But I still have to take the Nine Yang Manual, after all, I still have a task to complete.

I don’t know what level of strength I will reach if I practice the Nine Yang Manual and the Shen Zhao Sutra at the same time? Will I be invincible in the world?!

Bingxue'er was even more excited than Ye Long at this moment, thinking that Ye Long was about to practice Shenzhao Sutra, which would hopefully dispel the cold poison in his body, just like the poison in his own body had been dispelled.

But just as the two hands touched each other, and Mei Niansheng had just started to use his kung fu to help Ye Long recover his internal energy, a burst of noisy sounds rang outside.

"Boy Ye Long, your Grandpa Lu is here. Come out quickly." The hoarse and harsh voice of Lu Zhanke was heard in the ruined temple.

"Master, the people who are chasing me are here. It's better not to restore your internal strength now." Ye Long said.

"I have already started practicing my skills and cannot interrupt them. Disciple, don't worry. Junior brother, go out and see who it is." Mei Niansheng said calmly, not worried at all about the people outside.

Ye Long smacked his lips, this is a master! Even if the enemy comes, he will still sit firmly on the mountain without any chaos. The only reason is that he is strong.

"Who is coming!" Wu Liuqi heard the words and came directly outside, blocking the two elders Xuan Ming and others from outside.

"Who are you? Where is Ye Long? Let him get out and let the little princess go! Otherwise, today next year will be his memorial day." Hebiweng jumped off the horse and looked at Wu Liuqi with some disdain.

"If you want to find Ye Long, step over me first!" Wu Liuqi didn't say any nonsense. He touched the ground with both feet and rushed directly towards He Biweng. He raised his hand and punched strangely.

Hebiweng was a little disdainful at first, but when he felt Wu Liuqi's fist style, his face changed slightly. This guy's strength has reached a near-first-class level. Although there is still a gap between him and himself, he cannot take it lightly.

Hebi Weng turned his body and dodged Wu Liuqi's punch, then swung out a palm and hit Wu Liuqi's chest.

"Xuanming Divine Palm? The two elders of Xuanming!" Feeling the cold and poisonous cold air, Wu Liuqi's face was slightly frightened, and his internal energy continued to flow into his fist.

The two of them exchanged punches, and Wu Liuqi couldn't help but take three steps back, but Hebiweng didn't move at all, showing his superiority.

"With your strength, go back and practice for a few more years." Hebi Weng sneered, his body like a ghost, and he instantly came to Wu Liuqi.

He frequently struck out with his palms, and the poisonous cold air was everywhere, forcing Wu Liuqi to dodge. Even though he was slapped by Hebi Weng, he could still rely on his internal strength to prevent the cold poison from entering his body, but it would still be very uncomfortable.

Wu Liuqi acted cautiously and used every move to make Hebiweng unable to attack for a long time. His purpose was very simple, waiting for his senior brother to restore Ye Long's true energy. When the senior brother was free, the two elders Xuan Ming were naturally no match.

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Not long after, the two had fought for twenty rounds. Although Wu Liuqi was at a disadvantage, neither one could do anything to the other.

Seeing that this man could defend so well, Hebi Weng felt very anxious. He was a first-rate master and could not attack a near-first-rate master for a long time, which made him very embarrassed.

"Junior brother, you can't do it!" Lu Zhanke smiled at the side, and then he moved and joined the battlefield.

The two of them attacked together, and Wu Liuqi responded in panic. He originally had a hard time dealing with a Hebi Weng, but now he was unable to deal with the combined efforts of the two elders Xuan Ming and him in just five rounds.

"Poof!" Wu Liuqi was hit by Hebi Weng's palm and was knocked away. A mouthful of blood spurted out in the air, and then he hit the ground hard.

Wu Liuqi's face showed a look of pain. He quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, stimulating the true energy in his body to suppress the cold air. Fortunately, his internal strength was deep enough, and he quickly suppressed and dispersed the cold air. Otherwise, he would be like Ye Long,

He was tortured by the Xuan Ming Divine Palm.

"Since you insist on blocking the way, I'll send you to hell." Lu Zhanke smiled cruelly, and with a movement of his body, he had already arrived in front of Wu Liuqi. His right hand turned into a claw and grabbed Wu Liuqi's Tianling Cap. Right here,

A stream of air came, like a breeze.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Liuqi. The man wore loose gray robes and had white hair. He was none other than Iron Bone Mo Calyx Mei Niansheng.

Mei Niansheng lightly slapped her palm and stamped it on Lu Zhanke's chest.

That palm seemed weak and weak, but in fact it contained overwhelming power.

Lu Zhanke's expression changed drastically. With one palm strike, he felt all his internal organs shifted. Blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably. His whole body flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off.

"Brother." He Biweng's face changed with shock, and he quickly asked Lu Zhanke to take him into his arms.

Lu Zhanke's mouth was bleeding, "Mei... Mei Niansheng... it's him..." Lu Zhanke's face showed pain, and he coughed up blood as he spoke.

Mei Niansheng! Hebiweng showed a look of horror on his face!

It was only then that the air current around Wu Liuqi dispersed, revealing Mei Niansheng's majestic figure.

"Third Xuan Ming... you guys are still a little short of time. I wonder if Taoist Baishu is still safe?" Mei Niansheng stroked his long beard and looked at the two elders Xuan Ming, especially Wang Duoduo, for a long time.

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"You... don't be arrogant! If you dare to touch us, my master will not let you go." He Biweng's tone was trembling.

The two brothers consider themselves to be first-class masters with strong martial arts skills. If they work together, they can fight against top-class masters. However, even with a super-first-class master like Mei Niansheng, if they work together, they may not be able to withstand a few moves in his hands.

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Thirty years ago, everyone in the world knew that Taoist Baishu died at the hands of a strong man, but they didn’t know that the strong man was none other than the iron-bone Mo Calyx Mei Niansheng!

In fact, Taoist Baishu did not die at that time. He just fought with Mei Niansheng. Both of them were injured, so they lived in seclusion to recuperate. At that time, the two elders Xuan Ming were only teenagers. They were lucky enough to witness that earth-shattering battle, and they were already facing each other.

Mei Niansheng developed a fear, and now when they meet Mei Niansheng again thirty years later, the two of them cannot even think of resisting.

"Although Taoist Baishu did something that was harmful to nature, he would not be a court hawk, let alone work for the Mongolian Tatars. Now his disciple has committed himself to the Yuan Dynasty, which actually surprises me." Mei Niansheng said while saying

, while pointing his finger at Wu Liuqi's back, he secretly ran the Divine Illumination Sutra, and continuous internal energy surged into Wu Liuqi's body.

"Thank you, senior brother." It only took a while for Wu Liuqi's injuries to recover.

"Senior, we didn't mean to offend you, but my little sister was arrested by Ye Long, and we hope that it would be convenient for senior not to get involved in this matter." Wang Baobao frowned slightly, and from the eyes of Xuan Ming and the other two elders, he could only see their feelings for each other.

This old man's fear! If this old man intervenes, let alone catching Ye Long, there is no guarantee whether his little sister can be rescued.

"I walk around the world, rectify injustices, kill those who deserve to be killed, and have a home all over the world. I have no intention of getting involved in the disputes of troubled times. However, Ye Long is my disciple. If you want to deal with my disciples, I have to take care of this matter.

." Mei Niansheng said calmly.

"Little prince, you should go back and forth wherever you want, don't risk your life here." At this time, Ye Long also walked out, pressing Zhao Min.

"Ye Long, I didn't expect you to have such a strong martial arts master behind you. I really underestimate you." Wang Baobao narrowed his eyes and said in an old-fashioned way. He didn't look like a 17 or 18-year-old at all.

Ye Long was surprised, where did Wang Baobao get his confidence? He was not timid in the face of a super strong person like Mei Niansheng. Could it be because of the two elders Xuan Ming? It was definitely not the case. He didn't see Lu Zhanke's attack with just one blow.

He was severely injured by Mei Niansheng, so where did he get the confidence?

"This is a fusion of Grandpa Jin's martial arts novels. Mongolia... what masters are there! Damn, Jinlun Guoshi!?" Suddenly thought of this fierce man, this being is comparable to the five unique skills of the Condor Shooting.

"Master, be careful of the Jinlun Imperial Master." Ye Long whispered in Mei Niansheng's ear. But whether there is a Jinlun Imperial Master or not, a reminder is still necessary.

Although his voice was small, Xiao Zhao Min still heard it. Her eyes lit up. If the Jinlun Imperial Master was here, wouldn't she be saved? But how did this Ye Long know about the Jinlun Imperial Master! Jinlun Imperial Master

He has always been with Khan, hiding in the dark, and has never been exposed to the world. How could this Ye Long know!

"Who is the Imperial Master Jinlun?" Mei Niansheng asked somewhat strangely.

"The Imperial Preceptor of the Golden Wheel is a poor monk, and I am the Imperial Preceptor of the Mongolian Empire." This was a slender figure walking out of the darkness. He was wearing a yellow robe and holding five overlapping golden wheels. His body was like a bamboo pole, and his forehead was

It collapsed, but its eyes were bright and clear.

Mei Niansheng looked at him in surprise, "You are no match for me."

"Senior is joking. We haven't fought yet, so how can we know that this poor monk is no match for us?" Jinlun Imperial Master was slightly stunned, and then said in a pleasant tone.

"Today I have a new disciple. I don't want to kill. If you can take my sword, I will let you go." Mei Niansheng said.

Ye Long sighed in his heart, his master Mei Niansheng still has some good intentions. Although the Jinlun Kingdom Master is strong and can resist two Wujue in the Condor Shooting, that is still in the later stage. Now the Jinlun Kingdom

The master looks to be in his forties, and his strength has not yet reached its peak. Naturally, he cannot be Mei Niansheng's opponent. If he were him, he would kill him directly to eliminate future troubles forever.

Imperial Master Jinlun did not speak, but looked at Wang Baobao. After Wang Baobao nodded, he stared at Mei Niansheng. "Senior is too arrogant, so the poor monk came to appreciate my senior's clever tricks."

"Please." Mei Niansheng made a gesture of invitation, then took two steps forward and came to the middle of the battlefield.

The Imperial Master Jinlun also came to the battlefield. He held the flywheel, and his momentum kept rising. The air around him surged, and the invisible true energy spread.

Ye Long was shocked in his heart. This Jinlun Imperial Master, according to one theory, has definitely reached the level of a first-class master, and he is not that simple person. He is even stronger than the two elders Xuan Ming. No wonder he is known as the number one master in Mongolia.

But just when he was about to enjoy a showdown between masters and masters, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes.

The sword in Mei Niansheng's scabbard suddenly shot out, and he was holding it in his hand. His figure was seen erratic, leaving several afterimages in the field. When everyone reacted, the sword in his hand,

It has already touched the forehead of Jinlun Imperial Master.

The Jinlun Imperial Master broke into a cold sweat and was frightened in his heart!

He didn't realize how Mei Niansheng took action just now. But in just a short moment, he felt his eyes blurred and several afterimages appeared, and then someone held a sword between his eyebrows.

"Young monk is willing to be defeated. The senior's swordsmanship and martial arts are superb. Compared with Wudang Zhenren Zhang, I have to give way! Young monk will leave now." Jinlun Guoshi swallowed his saliva and lowered his arrogant head.

"How can I compare with Zhenren Zhang? Let's go." Mei Niansheng said, but he didn't see any movement. The sword in his hand actually flew into the scabbard.

This move really shocked Ye Long. He didn't feel like a martial artist, but rather like a cultivator!

"Little prince, let's go. As for the little princess, let's think of other ways." Jinlun Imperial Master sighed and left without waiting for Wang Baobao to speak.

The expression on Wang Baobao's face was ashen. Is this the best master in Mongolia? He couldn't even see clearly how the old man drew the sword, so he lost! What a shame! If this is the case, how can he save his father and little sister?

?Is it possible that I really have to be manipulated by Ye Long?

"Wang Baobao, my master has opened a wide range of policies and let you go. Are you prepared to die if you don't leave?" Ye Long had a sneer on his face.

"Ye Long, just wait. If my father and my little sister lose a hair, and you become a member of the Beggar Clan, just wait until you are destroyed by the Great Yuan Kingdom!" Wang Baobao's face was uncertain, and he finally gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.

He is really unwilling to give in! But so what, with Mei Niansheng behind him, Ye Long cannot be killed or captured now. And the Zhongdu Beggar Gang must be destroyed, otherwise it will be very difficult for the Great Yuan Kingdom to go south. This

Mei Niansheng must die!

Wang Baobao was thinking in his mind that he was already planning how to kill Mei Niansheng. Before Mei Niansheng died, the ancient city of Zhongdu could not move. Besides, they had back-ups... This operation can be said to be flawless, Zhongdu

The ancient city is bound to change hands.

"Little prince, let's go slowly." Ye Long waved his hand and said excitedly. He was quite happy to see Wang Baobao looking so angry.

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"Master, what's wrong with you?" After Wang Baobao and others left, Mei Niansheng trembled and almost fell down. Fortunately, Ye Long's eyes and hands were quick and he supported him.

"Senior brother, are you injured?" Wu Liuqi also asked nervously.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a loss of some true energy. Once the internal energy is used up, it will recover in a few days. Let's leave here first. If they come back, my current state may not be able to protect you." Mei Niansheng said.
Chapter completed!