Starting from ten times Zhang Sanfeng’s talent, 186 goes all out
As soon as Li Yanzong said this, Meng Xiuyuan just smiled slightly and didn't pay much attention.
He naturally knew that the so-called Xixia Yipintang warrior Li Yanzong was just a "trumpet" disguised by Murong Fu.
Wang Yuyan said in front of her cousin that his martial arts skills were inferior to that of a nobody like her. It was normal for Murong Fu to be unconvinced.
Wang Yuyan, who was in the attic, heard the other party mention Murong Fu and asked anxiously:
"This General Li, from your tone, it seems that you know my cousin quite well.
I wonder if you have any history with him?
If you really know each other, then please don't embarrass us, it's just a convenience.
Otherwise, if you take action, I'm afraid it will hurt my old friend's temper."
Wang Yuyan actually said this because she knew Meng Xiuyuan was powerful, and she was afraid that if Li Yanzong in front of her was really Murong Fu's friend and suffered a loss at the hands of Meng Xiuyuan, her cousin would blame her for this in the future.
But after hearing this, "Li Yanzong" didn't appreciate it at all. The expression on his face was still dull, like a living dead, and he said coldly:
"I have no friendship with Mr. Murong Fu, I just met him by chance. I have personally witnessed Mr. Murong's profound martial arts, and I secretly admire him.
But this alone is not enough for me to bypass you.
General Zhengdong of the Western Xia Dynasty issued an order. Whoever captures this learned and talented Miss Wang will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and the title of Ten Thousand Households.
If you don't want to follow me, just ask that 'Mr. Meng' who is said to be superior in martial arts to Murong Fu to come out and challenge me.
If he really has half the martial arts skills of Mr. Murong, I can let you go..."
Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel happy when he heard his remarks, and almost laughed out loud. He secretly thought that it was quite interesting that Murong Fu liked to play role-playing, and he boasted about himself like this.
Duan Yu on the side didn't know the truth. Hearing Murong Fu's words, he immediately said:
"General Li, Miss Wang is right, we'd better not take action.
I, Brother Meng, have really strong martial arts skills. If I hurt you all, it would not be a good thing.
Let me write a letter. After you send this girl back to her home, you can use this letter to go to Dali Kingdom to get five thousand taels of gold, and it will be sealed to ten thousand households."
Murong Fu laughed suddenly and said to Duan Yu:
"You think I'm a three-year-old kid? Who are you? With just one letter, you can give me five thousand taels of gold and be granted the title of Marquis of ten thousand households?"
As soon as he said this, everyone in the room had complicated expressions.
Duan Yu was a little helpless, secretly thinking that it was really hard to believe that he was speaking so empty words.
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head secretly and couldn't help but wonder if Murong Fu would still have the same attitude if he really knew the identity of Duan Yu's crown prince.
At this moment, in the silence, the stubborn and upright miller spoke:
"How can you Xixia people be so unreasonable and dare to show your prestige in our land of the Song Dynasty?
Not only did you break the door of my mill, but you also arrested people at random..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a Xixia warrior across from him wielding a sword and smashing it into his head, intending to cut the farmer in two:
"What kind of idiot is there to interrupt here?"
Seeing this scene, everyone was greatly surprised. No one expected that the other party would suddenly commit murder.
The mistress of the mill was concerned about her lover, so she screamed in surprise and flew down from the attic regardless of her own safety.
In the midst of lightning and flint, there was only a muffled "pop" sound, and someone was already lying on the ground.
However, the person lying down was neither the farmer who was stabbed with a knife nor the peasant woman who jumped down from the attic, but the Xixia warrior who had just slashed someone with his sword.
"you?!"
Murong Fu stared at Meng Xiuyuan with his eyes, and his words no longer contained the contempt before, but he was rather cautious.
Because he was the only one in the field at this time, he could really see Meng Xiuyuan's actions just now.
Meng Xiu stepped forward, grabbed the knife, and fought back. Meng Xiuyuan completed this series of actions like a phantom in the wind. After that, he even had time to calmly catch the peasant woman who jumped from the attic and send her to the farmer's arms.
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The kung fu that Meng Xiuyuan displayed in an instant made Murong Fu feel shocked, secretly thinking that he had indeed met a master today.
But Meng Xiuyuan didn't care at all about Murong Fu's gaze. He just turned his head and nodded to the farmer, and said to him seriously:
"Thank you brother for speaking out just now. We just met by chance. It's rare that you are willing to stand up for us."
Although this farmer acted a little recklessly, his courage and courage made Meng Xiu look at him from afar.
As the person involved, the farmer was so frightened by the knife just now that he almost lost his soul. His back was soaked with cold sweat. He did not dare to take credit. He quickly raised his head and said to Meng Xiuyuan:
"My lord, I'm serious, I just didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
If it weren't for you, I'd probably be dead right now..."
After saying this, the farmer also knew how powerful he was and didn't dare to show off any more. He hurriedly hid in the corner of the house with the peasant woman in his arms.
Duan Yu frowned involuntarily when he saw the Xixia warrior lying on the ground, bleeding profusely, and felt very uncomfortable.
He hurriedly took a step forward and said to Murong Fu sincerely:
"General Li, you should have seen my Brother Meng's kung fu.
How about it, is he half as skilled as Mr. Murong in martial arts?
If you are a man, you should keep your promise and step away.
If not, I'm afraid someone will die here today, which would be a great sin."
As soon as Duan Yu said this, Murong Fu couldn't help but fall into silence, thinking about how to deal with it.
But the three Xixia warriors behind him were really loyal to Yipintang. Although they saw a strong enemy, they did not give up on their mission. They exchanged a look with each other, then immediately shook their bodies and took action at the same time.
These three people knew how powerful Meng Xiuyuan was and did not dare to confront him head-on, so they divided their forces into three groups and rushed towards Wang Yuyan in the attic, Duan Yu who was talking unsuspectingly, and the peasant couple in the corner.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! They acted suddenly so that they could each prepare to capture a hostage, in order to control Meng Xiuyuan, a difficult opponent.
Seeing the three people taking action, Murong Fu wanted to stop them, but seeing that it was too late, he could only curse "idiot" in his heart, snorted lightly, and then took two steps back to show that he had no intention of participating.
As expected, just as he expected, in just a moment, three "plop" sounds were heard in succession. The three Xixia warriors fell to the ground. Even though they made no sound, there were no wounds on their bodies.
"Yi Yang Zhi? Your surname is Meng, how come you know the martial arts of the Duan family of Dali?!"
Murong Fu looked Meng Xiuyuan up and down, his eyes becoming more wary and he already wanted to retreat in his heart.
When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he ignored Murong Fu's question and just shook his head and smiled without saying anything.
When Murong Fu saw Meng Xiuyuan's "arrogant" behavior, he couldn't help but burst out with anger. Since he became famous, no one has ever dared to look down upon him like this.
However, before he could ask Meng Xiuyuan any more questions, Duan Yu suddenly took a step forward, stood between Meng Xiuyuan and Murong Fu, and said to Meng Xiuyuan with a painful look on his face:
"Brother Meng, just let this General Li go and don't kill anyone again."
When he said this, he shed tears slightly:
"These people have relatives and friends, parents, wives and children. They were all alive and well just now, but now they are dead.
They may not really want to kill us, they are just sent under orders to capture us.
Since General Li came in, although his words were not very polite, he has not really made any move with us.
I think I'm afraid after seeing your martial arts skills and don't dare to make things difficult for us anymore.
Just let him go, and don’t do more harm to him."
After saying this, Duan Yu turned his head and advised Murong Fu again with sincere words and a sincere attitude:
"General Li, you are no match for my brother Meng, please admit defeat quickly.
He is a chivalrous and charitable man, and as long as you speak out and don't go against us in the future, he will definitely bypass you.
Enough people have died today, I don’t want to see you again..."
Before Duan Yu finished speaking, Murong Fu couldn't hold back his anger. He picked up a steel knife that had fallen on the ground with his toes and swung the knife towards Duan Yu:
"Fart, who are you? I need you to plead for me?!"
Murong Fu, who had already thought of quitting, was so aroused by Duan Yu's words that he immediately changed his mind.
When Duan Yu saw that General Li not only refused to accept his "good intentions", but instead raised his knife to slash at him, he couldn't help but feel so frightened that he could hardly move for a moment.
Fortunately, there was a sudden suction force behind him, pulling him back five or six feet, and he managed to avoid this swift knife.
Duan Yu subconsciously looked back and saw Meng Xiuyuan standing behind him.
"Brother Meng, I..." Duan Yu was speechless for a moment, blushing a little and not knowing what to say.
Meng Xiuyuan knew that he was naturally kind and had recited too many Buddhist scriptures. He was really sad for the dead Xixia warrior, so he didn't blame him. He just smiled and shook his head at him, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.
On the contrary, Wang Yuyan who was in the attic had already changed her clothes and walked down. Seeing Duan Yu's appearance, she really couldn't stand it, so she frowned at him and said:
"Mr. Duan, you've made the mistake of being a bookworm again..."
Come quickly, don't hinder Mr. Meng from responding to the enemy."
"Oh, yes, Miss Wang is right!"
When Duan Yu heard Wang Yuyan speak, he didn't think much about it and trotted to her side, supporting her diligently.
Seeing that Duan Yu was so close to Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a little more angry, and he immediately spoke to Meng Xiuyuan:
"If you have any clever tricks, please use them.
Mr. Li will give you an honest lesson today to see if I have to ask for mercy from Mr. Duan in order to survive in front of you."
Meng Xiuyuan was delighted when he heard the sound, smiled and said:
"Since General Li has this intention, I must accompany him.
I heard the general say just now that you know 'Nan Murong' and have witnessed the profound martial arts of Mr. Murong with your own eyes, and you admire him deeply.
It's a coincidence that when I was young and had yet to master Kung Fu, I was personally taught a set of "Taizu Changquan" by 'Beiqiao Feng'.
Now use it to give General Li a taste.
Look at the martial arts skills of Nan Murong and Bei Qiao Feng, who is better?"
Murong Fu snorted coldly when he heard this, and secretly cursed Meng Xiuyuan for being too arrogant for daring to say that he would use such a bad boxing technique to compete.
Although he thought it was impossible for Meng Xiuyuan to see through his identity and deliberately said this to tease him, he still felt inexplicably angry in his heart. If he didn't say anything polite, he picked up the steel knife and slashed at Meng Xiuyuan.
And Meng Xiuyuan really did what he said. He really didn't need any other efforts and just used this "Taizu Changquan" to fight Murong Fu.
For a moment, the figures of the two people were seen changing erratically, their exchanges were as fast as lightning and their energy was overflowing.
Duan Yu saw the two people fighting lively, but he couldn't understand, so he asked Wang Yuyan who was standing aside:
"Miss Wang, how is General Li's kung fu? Is he powerful?"
Wang Yuyan nodded and said softly:
"This General Li has extensive knowledge in martial arts. In just one moment of fighting Master Meng, he used seventeen...now eighteen sword techniques."
When she spoke, she did not look at Duan Yu, but her eyes were still focused on the fight between Meng Xiuyuan and Murong Fu.
Duan Yu didn't care about Wang Yuyan's attitude, he was just surprised and said:
"What? Did you spend so much effort in such a short time?
Is this General Li so powerful?!"
Wang Yuyan nodded again, pointed at Murong Fu who was concentrating on using the sword and said:
"Look, General Li's sword skills have never been repeated to this day.
What we use now are the Shaolin Temple’s Demonic Knife Technique, the Eighteen-Road Hatchet of Old Man Li from Lishan Cave in Guangxi, the ‘Returning Wind Willow Knife’ from Jiangnan historians, and the ‘Compassion Knife’ created by the old monk Xintong Temple of Tiantong Temple...”
She spoke very fast, following Murong Fu's movements and explaining one after another.
Duan Yu was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Li Yanzong was such a powerful person. He couldn't help but grabbed Wang Yuyan's arm and said anxiously:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I heard Brother Meng say that he only uses a set of "Taizu Changquan", so when facing General Li with so much kung fu, wouldn't it mean that he will definitely lose?
Miss Wang, please give Brother Meng some advice!"
Although Duan Yu just spoke for outsiders, in his heart, he still cared more about Meng Xiuyuan, one of his own people.
Without thinking, when Wang Yuyan saw him like this, she just took her hand out without leaving a trace, took a step aside, and then said with a slight sigh:
"Young Master Duan, you think so highly of me, how can I give advice to your 'Brother Meng'?
The inner strength of Mr. Meng can be said to be astonishing in ancient times and today, and he has great power in every move he makes.
Although he only uses a set of "Taizu Changquan", if he hadn't intentionally given in and wanted to see General Li's moves, perhaps by this time, the winner between the two of them would have been decided."
Although Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu lowered their voices during the conversation, Murong Fu could hear it very clearly with his sharp ears.
The reason why he used so many martial arts sects was that he wanted to conceal his identity, and also wanted to test Meng Xiuyuan's background.
And after this moment of confrontation, he felt that the young "Mr. Meng" in front of him was no longer as mysterious as when he first met him.
In Murong Fu's mind, although Meng Xiuyuan's internal skills were strong, they were limited. As for his external skills, he lacked a bit of spirituality and used them in a rigid manner.
The reason why Meng Xiuyuan was able to draw with him was because he kept his hand.
Therefore, at this moment, the meaning of his cousin Wang Yuyan's words really irritated him, making him feel very unhappy and decided to do something serious.
Murong Fu immediately took a step away, stood on the spot, and said in a cold voice:
"Our respective temptations will end here.
Since he said he wanted to learn martial arts, it was natural that he wanted to use some real skills.
I also ask you not to hold back in the future and go all out."
Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what Murong Fu was planning.
He looked at his palms and then at Murong Fu opposite him. After a long time, he asked: