I also hope that Meng Shaoxia will give me some thin noodles, so as not to embarrass the three of us."

These three masters all have the appearance of Han Chinese from the Central Plains. They are all about sixty or seventy years old. They are breathing continuously, and the light in their eyes is restrained. It is obvious that they have extremely advanced Taoist internal skills.

"Go away."

Although Meng Xiuyuan could not see through the other party's details for a while, but seeing that Wang Baobao was about to run away, he would not give him any face.

At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan had already rushed far out of the narrow opening and was deeply trapped in the Yuan army's formation. If he were not careful, he might die of exhaustion. How could he dare to hesitate.

With one strike of his sword, he slashed at the leader without mercy.

"Well, if that's the case, then I'm offended.

I am acting under orders and cannot help myself, so I ask Meng Shaoxia to show mercy."

The leader sighed and immediately drew his sword to greet Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan originally thought that with one strike of his sword, even if he could not kill the enemy with one move, he would still be able to cut off the opponent's weapon with the advantage of Yitian Sword and skill.

Unexpectedly, before the weapons of the two sides came into contact, the long sword in the opponent's hand suddenly split into three, and at the same time, it stuck to Meng Xiuyuan's Heavenly Sword with great force.

Looking up again, it turned out that the three Taoist priests took action at the same time. They joined hands to catch Meng Xiuyuan's sword with empty and feminine strength. Their cooperation was extremely tacit.

And the true energy on the swords of those three people were extremely pure, and they were not weaker than Meng Xiuyuan's pure Yang true energy.

The next moment, the steps of the three people changed, and they used a formation to trap Meng Xiuyuan, which was vaguely in line with the intention of the three talents of Taoism.

"Quanzhen Sect?" Meng Xiu blurted out subconsciously after seeing this situation.

"Oh? Meng Shaoxia has good eyesight. I wonder how you recognized him?"

After hearing what Meng Xiuyuan said, the three Taoists couldn't help but ask curiously.

Meng Xiuyuan took a deep breath, but did not reply.

In fact, he also guessed.

Just because those three people's true energy is of extremely high quality, no less pure than the pure Yang true energy extracted from the "Pure Yang Wuji Gong", and belongs to the orthodox Taoist school, people can't help but guess that the magical power Wang Chongyang used to practice in those days

That "Xiantian Gong".

The swordsmanship of the three of them is equally exquisite, and the two techniques of "empty" and "soft" have almost been evolved to the extreme. Meng Xiu has never heard of such a superb swordsmanship in the world, but he has heard of a boxing technique with

This is the characteristic of "Kong Ming Quan" created by the old naughty boy.

After combining the two, he subconsciously asked.

It is really hard to imagine how the Quanzhen Sect, which clung to the Yuan court, suddenly produced three masters of this level in this generation.

But now that the situation is critical, it is no longer the time to study these matters in detail.

While he was talking, Yuan soldiers were already surrounding him, and Wang Baobao was about to flee.

Meng Xiu saw this situation, and to ensure nothing went wrong, he immediately started to compress the true energy again.

I saw his hair suddenly grow, his clothes were blown up by the true energy, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of faint fluorescence.

Then he struck with his sword and flew away, his figure erratic, like a flying fairy from the sky.

"ha!"

With a short shout, Meng Xiuyuan's sword tip reached in front of the old Taoist priest. The three men repeated their old tricks, also using the metaphor of "one Qi transforms three pure things". The three of them worked together to use empty and feminine energy.

He took Meng Xiuyuan's sword with all his strength.

It's a pity that the power of Meng Xiuyuan's sword at this time can no longer be resolved even with the combined strength of the three of them.

There was a "clang" sound, and the three swords were broken in unison.

Meng Xiuyuan swung his sword and wanted to attack again, but he saw that the three old Taoist priests had moved aside in an erratic manner, making way for Meng Xiuyuan without any intention of resisting.

"Meng Shaoxia, we lost, but we tried our best."

The old Taoist priest looked at Meng Xiuyuan with eyes that were vaguely full of goodwill.

Meng Xiu saw this and although he didn't understand the reason, he didn't want to waste any more time and continued to pursue Wang Baobao.

"Quick, get out of my way!"

When the young prince was running for his life, he looked back and saw that Meng Xiuyuan was already chasing him. He finally couldn't help but screamed and cursed the Yuan soldiers on the road in front of him who unintentionally blocked his way out.

The two elders Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming beside him were so anxious that sweat broke out on their foreheads. One was holding the reins and the other was leading the way. They both tried their best.

"Humph, little prince, weren't you very majestic just now? Didn't you say you were going to send troops to surround me at Wudang Mountain?"

Meng Xiuyuan sneered, raised his energy and jumped up, heading straight towards Wang Baobao on the horse.

"Arrogant, I don't believe how much energy you have left!"

Seeing this, the two elders Xuan Ming knew that they could no longer run away, so they simply turned around and wanted to fight Meng Xiuyuan to the death.

Meng Xiuyuan's condition was indeed very bad at this time. He had been fighting for so long, using desperate self-destructive moves, and compressing his Qi twice. Even with his level of cultivation, he couldn't bear it any longer.

However, Meng Xiuyuan was still very calm in his heart.

"It's enough to deal with your two defeated generals."

As he spoke, Meng Xiu swung his sword directly at Wang Baobao's back from a distance.

It's just different from the past. What he shoots with this sword is not the sword energy, but the Yitian Sword itself.

"What?!"

The two elders Xuan Ming never expected that Meng Xiuyuan's first move would be to take out the Yitian Sword, a divine weapon.

Helplessly, in an instant, it was too late for them to rescue, so they had to throw out their weapons one after another to intercept the flying Yitian Sword.

Hearing a "clang" sound, the weapons of the two elders were broken by the sharp Yitian Sword. However, the Yitian Sword had already been released after all, and was unable to follow up. However, it also changed its direction due to this blockage and plunged straight into one side of the rock wall.

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Seeing this, the two elders Xuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect that Meng Xiuyuan had taken this opportunity to sneak up in front of them, and struck at them with one palm from his left and right hands.

In the midst of lightning and flint, the two elders had no time to react, so they subconsciously used the Xuanming Divine Palm, which they were best at, to respond to the enemy.

And this played into Meng Xiuyuan's plan.

The Xuanming Divine Palm can be said to be the most powerful skill of Yitian Yacai. When dealing with people whose skills are inferior to one's own, it has an obvious instant-kill effect. But conversely, it is also vulnerable to people whose skills are higher than one's own.

Therefore, as soon as the four palms met, the two Xuan Ming elders immediately flew out, vomiting blood and fell to the ground without moving.

The next moment, Meng Xiuyuan, who was no longer able to stop him, stretched out his hand to grab Wang Baobao and pulled him off his horse.

Meng Xiuyuan grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and held him in the air like a kitten or puppy.

Wang Baobao felt extremely panicked and subconsciously kicked his feet, but he couldn't reach the ground.

"My young prince, do you have anything else to say to me now?"

Meng Xiuyuan wiped the blood on his face and smiled kindly at Wang Baobao.
Chapter completed!