At this time, the scene on the Guangmingding mountain road was tragic.
The smell of blood was thick in the air, and the ground was covered with lying corpses. Broken guns and broken arrows were scattered everywhere, and the soldiers' faces were pale and numb after experiencing a tragic defeat.
If anyone saw it at this time, they would never imagine that this was the result of a battle between one person and an army.
"Young Master Meng, please show mercy.
You have already won, please don't hurt the young prince again."
The three Quanzhen Taoist priests walked up to Meng Xiuyuan, bowed to him, and said sincerely. Behind them were many Yuan soldiers and officers, all of whom looked at the man who was held hostage by Meng Xiuyuan in panic.
Wang Baobao did not dare to approach.
Meng Xiuyuan ignored them when he heard the sound, and didn't even look at them. He kept staring at Wang Baobao.
"My young prince, do you still think that we should send troops to besiege the Wudang Clan?"
Meng Xiuyuan asked softly again.
At this time, Wang Baobao only felt endless panic in his heart. He had gone to the battlefield with his father when he was ten years old. It can be said that he had experienced hundreds of battles, but he had never been so close to death.
Looking at Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming who were lying on the ground, Wang Baobao could hear the "crunching" sound of his neck. He felt that if Meng Xiuyuan exerted just a little more force, his fragile neck would break immediately.
Under this situation, he no longer lost the pride of being the only son of King Ruyang and a Mongolian noble general. He opened his mouth in panic and responded to Meng Xiuyuan:
"No, Meng Shaoxia, never!
In the future, even if I encounter Wudang disciples when leading an army in a battle, I will never dare to harm them.
Please, Mr. Meng... please spare my life."
It was a little difficult for Wang Baobao to say the last four words "spare my life". He hesitated for a moment, feeling that it was too embarrassing to say such a thing. But when the matter came to a close, the desire to survive finally outweighed his dignity.
Meng Xiuyuan was silent after hearing Wang Baobao's words, but still nodded slightly.
Because Wang Baobao didn't say anything like "I won't dare to attack heroes in the world in the future" or "immediately retreat when seeing Wudang disciples", which is unrealistic and nonsense. He just said that he would not harm Wudang disciples, which is obviously more
Close to reality, it should be his true thoughts expressed in his heart without thinking.
Only then did Meng Xiuyuan finalize his plan.
"Okay, since you said so, I will spare you this time for the sake of the Wudang disciples.
It’s just that you just yelled at me to kill me, and threatened me with the Wudang Clan, so I want to teach you a lesson after all..."
As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan gathered up his inner strength and pushed Wang Baobao's back with an upward thrust, sending him flying forward high into the air.
"Little prince!"
Seeing this scene, all the Yuan soldiers screamed in surprise. The Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect hurriedly used his advanced Qinggong skills and stepped forward to catch Wang Baobao.
"My palm will not kill you, but it will always remind you of what I said today.
Remember, even if you are hiding among the armies, you will not be able to stop me from coming to find you again."
Meng Xiuyuan looked at Wang Baobao and added another sentence.
Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest Quanzhen quickly held Wang Baobao's back and used his true energy to explore the injuries in his body. Sure enough, he saw that Wang Baobao's heart had been injured by the shock, and there was still a trace of true energy accumulated in it.
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Although this situation is not fatal, it does require the three of them to spend a lot of time and energy to treat it carefully, and even if it is finally cured, it will inevitably leave some sequelae, making Wang Baobao often feel chest pain in the future, making it difficult to recover.
"Xie Meng Shaoxia, I will definitely remember...
Listen to the order, get out of the way, and send Meng Shaoxia down the mountain. Don't offend me again."
As a client, although Wang Baobao felt severe pain in his chest and back at this time, he did not appear to be in too much pain. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief that he had saved his life. He responded seriously to Meng Xiuyuan, then turned to a commander beside him and ordered
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After receiving the order, the commander of the Yuan Army was about to instruct his men to arrange military formation adjustments, but saw Meng Xiuyuan suddenly shook his head and said:
"No need to bother.
I said you couldn't keep me, so I wasn't bluffing."
While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan pulled out the Yitian Sword inserted into the rock wall, turned around and walked to the edge of the mountain road, looked at the cliff at his feet for a moment, and then jumped without hesitation.
"ah?!"
Everyone present was shocked when they saw this. No one expected that Meng Xiuyuan would act like this, and they couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
Many people, including the injured Wang Baobao, couldn't help but rush to the cliff and looked down to see if the madman had fallen to pieces.
Unexpectedly, when everyone took a quick look, what they saw was Meng Xiuyuan holding a long sword in each hand and inserting it into the rock wall as a lever, then pulling it out one after another, and sliding down alternately, with easy and natural movements.
"My young prince, we still have flying crossbow guards. Can we send them to shoot him with arrows?"
With his current posture, it may be difficult to evade and resist him."
Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's quick action, the captain of a thousand men felt that he might miss the opportunity if he didn't take action, so he hurriedly made a suggestion to Wang Baobao.
When Wang Baobao heard this, he snorted coldly and did not reply. He only narrowed his eyes and looked back. The captain immediately broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and did not dare to say another word.
Seeing this situation, the old Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect on the side quickly followed the trend and agreed with Wang Baobao and said:
"My young prince is wise and must not provoke this Young Master Meng again.
It is simply unbelievable that he has such cultivation at such a young age.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is banishing immortals to the mortal world.
And don't forget, there is a great martial arts master on Mount Wudang who is of great significance throughout the ages, who is his master.
If his master and his disciples join forces, I am afraid that only an army of ten thousand people can resist them."
Wang Baobao was silent when he heard this, his face was very ugly. After a while, he took a deep breath and nodded deeply.
"Of course I understand. Let's withdraw our troops."
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Back to Meng Xiuyuan, although he was in very poor health at this time, he climbed down from the cliff of Guangming Peak without wasting much energy or taking too much time.
Easily and safely, he descended to the foot of the mountain.
The reason for this is not only because Meng Xiuyuan's internal strength is peerless and he is proficient in Qinggong, but equally importantly, he has been in and out of the green valley of Kunlun Mountain repeatedly in the past five years, and he is very familiar with climbing on the cliffs.
If he had a system panel at the moment, then the skill of "mountain climbing" would be at least an expert-level proficiency.
"call……"
After landing on the flat ground, Meng Xiuyuan did not leave immediately. Instead, he found a relatively secluded forest nearby and sat down to do his exercises and regulate his breathing.
At this time, the energy in his Dantian has almost bottomed out, and he really needs to save a little and restore it for emergencies.
From the moment he climbed onto Guangmingding that day, Meng Xiuyuan has been fighting with others non-stop.
After the Emei Sect, Kongtong Sect, Huashan Sect, and Kunlun Sect challenged each other one after another, they had no chance to recover their true energy in the battle with Wang Baobao's elite soldiers and martial arts masters.
Among them, the intensity of each battle is extremely high, and it can be regarded as the most difficult battle that Meng Xiuyuan has faced in his life so far.
Killing more than a hundred Yuan soldiers in one go, and quickly killing seven of the world's top masters with more than one enemy, this is something that almost no one in the world can do.
And in the end, he held his breath, penetrated the military formation dozens of feet away, and captured the enemy general alive despite the obstruction of many enemy masters. This was even more extraordinary than what a human could do.
During this period, Meng Xiuyuan seemed relaxed and happy, but in fact there were numerous dangers hidden in it.
Even if it were Zhang Wuji, who had mastered the magic skills, he would not be able to survive smoothly. Perhaps he had already been captured from the beginning when the seven masters besieged him.
In fact, it was Meng Xiuyuan's profound skill at this time that was unparalleled, and he happened to succeed in using tricks several times to achieve such a legendary feat.
Meng Xiuyuan had just practiced Zhou Tian Kungfu for a few times, and before he could recover much of his energy, he suddenly heard several very familiar voices coming from him.
Looking up, he saw Zhou Zhiruo, Xiao Zhao, Yu Lianzhou, and Mo Shenggu rushing towards him eagerly.
"How did you find this place?"
Meng Xiuyuan hurriedly gathered his breath and returned, stood up and approached him, asking curiously.
"We heard from Wuji that you were leaving the queen behind, and we hurriedly wanted to come and take care of you.
As soon as I arrived here, I saw a figure falling from the cliff in the distance. I naturally knew it was you.
Junior brother, how dare you do such a thing, resisting thousands of armies by one person, do you really think you are a god?
It’s really too impulsive…”
When Yu Lianzhou saw that Meng Xiuyuan was safe and sound, the big stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time finally fell, and he had mixed feelings for a while.
However, he was not good at expressing his emotions with words, and even after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't say it out. He had to hold Meng Xiuyuan over with one hand and patted his shoulder hard.
"Yes, your second senior brother is teaching you, you should listen carefully.
Don’t take any chances next time.”
Mo Shenggu's face, covered with curly beards, also had a look of concern. He was obviously extremely worried, yet he pretended to be serious and said to Meng Xiuyuan.
"Yes, yes, I won't dare to do it next time." Brother Meng Xiuyuan smiled brilliantly and nodded to the two senior brothers.
"Master, are you injured? Let me see quickly..."
After all, Zhou Zhiruo's experience in facing the enemy was much worse than that of her two junior uncles. Seeing Meng Xiuyuan covered in blood and pale, she felt that Meng Xiuyuan had been injured somewhere, so she hurriedly moved forward to search carefully, looking at Meng Xiuyuan's body.
Are there any wounds?
"Young master is injured? I have golden sore medicine here!"
Xiao Zhao was already restless because of long-term worry. When Zhou Zhiruo shouted out like this, he naturally lost his composure. He exclaimed and came forward, holding a small bottle, and reached out to untie Meng Xiuyuan's clothes for him.
Apply medicine.
"Go, go, why are you hurt..."
Meng Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and stretched out his hands to push the two girls away, telling them to stay away from him and not to touch him.
But just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the jungle in the distance. He looked up and saw the leaves of the trees and trees over there moving slightly.
"who?!"
Yu Lianzhou also heard the sound and drew his sword to go forward to check. But before he could take a step forward, Meng Xiuyuan reached out to stop him:
"Second senior brother, don't worry about it, let's go first.
If he still follows, it won’t be too late to take action again.”
At this time, Meng Xiuyuan's true energy has not yet recovered, and there are four crucial people around him who need to be protected, so he does not want to take risks.
According to his guess, this secret person was most likely sent by the worried Wang Baobao to see if Meng Xiuyuan was really willing to leave. Since he didn't show up when he was adjusting his breath just now, there should be no malicious intent.
Rather than having a direct conflict, it is better to leave first and test it out.
Yu Lianzhou nodded when he heard this, trusting Meng Xiuyuan's judgment. So the five of them stopped talking, turned around and ran quickly in the direction of the large army.
Sure enough, after the five people ran for a while, according to Meng Xiuyuan's careful observation, the man in the dark did not continue to follow.
Seeing this, the five of them felt relieved and gradually slowed down their pace.
"Junior brother, how many masters are there among Yuan Bing?"
While running all the way, Yu Lianzhou saw that Meng Xiuyuan's true energy was weak. He knew that the Mongolian Tatars could push this young junior brother with unparalleled skills to such an extent. There must be more than just ordinary soldiers among them, so he asked.
Hearing Yu Lianzhou's words, Zhou Zhiruo and the other two people also turned to look at Meng Xiuyuan. Obviously, they were very curious about what happened after they were separated for a day.
"Well, it's indeed quite a lot..."
Meng Xiuyuan smiled helplessly at the situation, and had no choice but to pick up the key points and tell the four people about the matter from beginning to end.
After a while, when Meng Xiuyuan finished speaking, the four people's expressions were very complicated. They felt that the process was miraculous and unbelievable, but at the same time they were extremely worried for Meng Xiuyuan.
Because just listening to Meng Xiuyuan read the long list of names of the masters he killed today, the four of them felt that it was beyond imagination.
"What a nonsense..." Yu Lianzhou held back for a long time before saying this.
Mo Shenggu, who was beside him, seemed a little indignant:
"Junior brother, were you too gentle with that Mongolian prince?
In fact, you don't have to be afraid of the Mongols' revenge. If you want to do the great work of fighting against the Yuan Dynasty and saving the people of Liming, our Wudang sect will not be a burden to you.
Even if the worst-case scenario comes true, it will just be that our Wudang Clan breaks into pieces and goes down the mountain to disperse.
In a few years, if you succeed in resisting the Yuan Dynasty, we can return to Shanmen."
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the sound and said to Mo Shenggu:
"Don't worry, Seventh Senior Brother, I have achieved the best results at this time.
If I slap Wang Baobao, it will be more beneficial to Yuan Daye than killing him immediately."
In fact, Meng Xiuyuan's words were not meant to comfort Mo Shenggu.
The reason why he did not kill Wang Baobao on the spot was not only because he did not want to show off his face and let the Yuan court deal with Wudang with all its strength, but also had a deeper meaning.
Meng Xiuyuan's palm was very skillful. Once he struck, he used two internal forces, one bright and one dark.
On the surface, he hurt Wang Baobao's heart with this palm, but more importantly, there was another secret Qi that took advantage of this opportunity and penetrated into Wang Baobao's head along the governor's vein at the back.
This method of activating the true energy is extremely subtle, and it is hidden in Wang Baobao's head. Unless masters like Meng Xiuyuan and Zhang Sanfeng look closely, it is impossible for ordinary people to discover it.
Its effect is to slowly destroy the blood vessels in Wang Baobao's brain within three to five years, making it gradually more fragile.
When the time comes, just the slightest emotion in Wang Baobao's daily life will rupture the blood vessels in his brain and kill him instantly. Others will never see the reason, let alone that it is related to Meng Xiuyuan's palm that hurt him.
To be honest, it was quite difficult even for Meng Xiuyuan to achieve this effect. The reason why he suffered a serious loss of internal energy in the end was also related to this move.
The reason why it took so much effort has to go back to Wang Baobao himself.
In the story of Yitian, he doesn't have many roles. But in the original history, he played a very important role in the late Yuan Dynasty.
In the late Anti-Yuan Dynasty, when the Yuan Dynasty was about to collapse, he single-handedly delayed the Ming Dynasty's Northern Expedition several times, causing the Ming Dynasty to miss the best opportunity for the Northern Expedition, and even suffered repeated southern invasions from Mongolia.
In the end, Zhu Yuanzhang never forgot him and evaluated him as "a strange man in the world".
The reason why Wang Baobao has such achievements, in addition to his own ability, is that he inherited most of the military and political legacy of his father (historically his adoptive father) King Ruyang.
As the general marshal of the world's soldiers and horses, King Ruyang not only had great power within the Yuan court, but also recruited many soldiers and generals to the Ruyang palace.
The reason why Meng Xiuyuan planted this hidden "bomb" in his mind was to let King Ruyang devote himself to cultivating this son during this period and not choose another person as his successor.
After three or five years, King Ruyang's life span was exhausted, and Wang Baobao happened to die suddenly along with him. Then the huge power of the Ruyang Prince's Mansion would become a mess, and even internal fighting would continue.
In this way, the Han people in the Central Plains will not only have a serious problem, they will be saved from a lot of unnecessary fighting and suffering in the future, and countless innocent people will be saved.
It can be said that Meng Xiuyuan's palm strike was his biggest undertaking since time travel.