This sudden sneak attack caused the situation to suddenly reverse.
When Meng Xiuyuan saw the body of the girl in white being thrown up in the air, his heart trembled and he hurriedly ran towards her.
Originally, Meng Xiuyuan had some doubts about the identity of the girl in white, but in his "enlightenment" state, he understood her swordsmanship thoroughly, and Meng Xiuyuan could indeed guess her identity.
Therefore, this girl must be saved.
But as soon as Meng Xiuyuan took a step forward, another palm and sword suddenly hit him. It was obvious that the other party had seen the situation clearly and wanted to restrain him for a moment, so that his accomplices could deal with the injured girl in white first, and then
Work together to surround and kill him.
Meng Xiuyuan didn't want to tangle with them anymore, and he didn't pay attention to their attacks. He just shouted "Go away" and pushed with his left hand. The strong force in his palm easily forced the two of them back again.
Using all his strength to move the ladder up and down, Meng Xiu suddenly jumped out with a pointed figure, running towards the location of the girl in white like lightning.
At the same time, arrows from a distance were shot again, a total of eight flying arrows, which were shot at the erratic Meng Xiuyuan and the girl lying on the ground not far away.
The arrow missed too quickly. In order to show off her strength, the girl in white had deliberately stayed too far away from Meng Xiuyuan. As a result, Meng Xiuyuan was still more than ten feet away from the girl. Even if he used his peerless internal strength to use his Sky Shock Palm, he still couldn't do it like this.
Save the girl from a long distance.
Helpless, Meng Xiuyuan simply shook his right hand and secretly used his strength to instantly break the iron sword in his hand into several pieces. He connected the points in the air with his left hand and used his internal force to shoot out the broken blades, blocking the four flying arrows directed at the girl in white.
Zhang Sanfeng lived an upright life and disdained the use of hidden weapons to hurt people. Therefore, there are no advanced hidden weapon techniques spread among the Wudang sect's kung fu.
It's just that when Meng Xiuyuan's skills have reached the current state, the five senses of the human body and body coordination have been extremely strengthened, and he is in the state of "enlightenment" with a clear mind at this time, his casual move is exquisite and just right.
Block all four flying arrows.
Since the four arrows shot at Meng Xiuyuan could clearly see their trajectory in the air and no longer had the advantage of a sneak attack like before, they naturally did not pose any threat to Meng Xiuyuan and were easily dodged by him.
When the master who had just attacked the girl in white saw that his arrows were blocked, he obviously didn't want to miss this opportunity. He stood up and chased in the direction where the girl in white landed, hoping to land a palm to kill the girl on the spot.
Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan hurriedly threw the remaining sword hilt in his hand, and then forced the man back, temporarily saving the girl's life.
It sounds complicated, but in fact all this happened in a flash of lightning. Meng Xiuyuan's hands moved like this, but the ladder under his feet did not stop. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly approached the girl's side.
"Girl, I'm offended."
Seeing that the girl was no longer able to stand up on her own, Meng Xiuyuan ignored the red tape and first picked up the long sword that she had dropped on the ground, then decisively reached out and hugged her in his arms.
"Thank you..." the girl said reluctantly in Meng Xiuyuan's ear in a weak voice.
She is not the kind of unreasonable person. Knowing such a critical situation, Meng Xiuyuan, a person who has no relationship with her, is actually willing to save her again and again. This is already a great favor. Naturally, she will not care about the relationship between men and women at this time.
That etiquette issue.
However, due to this delay, several pursuers had already caught up, and with the help of numerous Mongolian soldiers, they formed an encirclement around Meng Xiuyuan and the two men.
At this time, Meng Xiuyuan finally understood the situation of these masters who sneaked up on them.
Not counting the original hundreds of Mongolian soldiers, there were at least eight top marksmen and three martial arts masters who wanted to kill the two of them. Among them, the martial arts level of these three people was no lower than that of He Taichong whom Meng Xiuyuan had seen.
It is really not easy for Kong Wen to be the leader of such a major sect.
In addition, he was holding a seriously injured girl in his arms at this time. Even if Meng Xiuyuan was confident in his martial arts, he knew that it was no longer the time to fight head-on.
It would definitely be more reasonable to evacuate this place first and put the injured girl in a good place. When Meng Xiuyuan has no burden, he can come back alone to deal with these Mongolians.
Thinking of this, Meng Xiuyuan no longer hesitated. He held the person in his left hand and the sword in his right hand. He took a breath of energy and jumped up high. Then he turned and turned his body in the air and easily jumped out of the Mongolian encirclement.
Jump to the roof of the nearby village house.
Unexpectedly, these Mongolian soldiers were persistent and had no intention of letting them go.
Not only did the eight sharpshooters shoot arrows at him one after another to interfere with him, the three masters also worked together to chase and intercept them in a tacit understanding, trying their best to keep the two of them behind.
Meng Xiuyuan was holding a person in his arms, and he had to fend off all kinds of open and hidden arrows in front of and behind him from time to time. For a while, it was really difficult to get rid of their entanglement.
At this time, he couldn't help but think in his mind that his daily efforts in Qinggong were indeed too little. If he had the opportunity to enter the "sudden enlightenment" state next time, it would be best to comprehend this "Ti Yun Zong" carefully.
Be prepared.
But at this moment, he was not completely helpless.
Seeing the three masters chasing after him again, with swords, light and palms all attacking, Meng Xiuyuan felt a little irritated, so he simply stopped walking and stood still, closing his eyes at such a critical moment.
The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and drew the sword with his right hand like lightning.
The sword moves he used at this time were still based on the sword skills of the girl in white. However, in this sword move, Meng Xiuyuan added the resonance technique of "Purple Sky Sword Qi" to attach the true energy to the sword body, making it invisible.
Instead of sending it.
Therefore, once the sword was released, its power was astonishing. It not only instantly defeated the attacks of the three people, but also forced the three people to retreat continuously with its power, thereby seizing the opportunity.
Meng Xiuyuan immediately took this opportunity to step forward and strike directly at the master of the three opponents who also used a sword. The man's sword moves were also very fast, and he returned his sword to protect himself at the critical moment. The two swords collided with each other.
Together.
There was only a "clang" sound, and the long sword in the man's hand broke. Meng Xiuyuan seemed to have known in advance that this would happen, and then he lifted the tip of the sword upwards, and easily removed the opponent's right hand that was holding the sword as if cutting tofu.
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"Ah!" the Mongolian swordsman screamed, hugging his right shoulder with blood spurting out, and ran away in panic.
Seeing this, his two remaining accomplices wanted to step forward to help, but were forced back by Meng Xiuyuan's backhand swords. In the end, they had no choice but to jump off the roof.
At this moment, eight more flying arrows came. This time, Meng Xiuyuan had no distractions in front of his eyes and could concentrate on dealing with them, which made him feel much more relaxed.
The long sword danced in the air. Only a few "dang-dang-dang" sounds were heard, and arrows were knocked down one after another.
This time, Meng Xiuyuan did not choose to be beaten passively. After all, he had played a lot of games in his previous life, and he still understood the importance of cutting back-row shooters.
He pointed the long sword pointed down, inserted it into the roof tiles under his feet and stood still. He released his right palm and sucked it hard, and all eight flying arrows fell into his hand.
Then he waved his arms continuously, and he poured out his internal energy to throw eight flying arrows, and returned at a faster speed in the direction they came from. Immediately, screams of pain could be heard in the Mongolian soldiers' formation, one after another.
There was no need to see whether all the eight arrows thrown back hit those sharpshooters. Meng Xiuyuan knew in his heart that he had shown such a magical skill. Even if some of the eight sharpshooters survived, they would never dare to shoot at him again.
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With all the threats from both near and far being eliminated, Meng Xiuyuan finally felt a little more relaxed. Looking at the girl in his arms, her eyebrows furrowed and her beautiful eyes slightly closed, he knew that she must be seriously injured and must find a secluded and safe place immediately for the treatment.
treat.
But just when he was about to pull out his long sword and leave this place, he didn't expect that his feet suddenly became empty, and the tiles under him shattered in a large area, leaving him with nowhere to draw strength, and he couldn't help but fall downwards.
What's even more critical is that just as the broken tiles fell into the house, he was vaguely aware of a sharp sword light stabbing him from the bottom up in the house below.
This sneak attacker was extremely skilled in martial arts and extremely vicious. Apparently, he deliberately hid in the room under Meng Xiuyuan, and suddenly shattered the tiles under Meng Xiuyuan's feet. Taking advantage of this chaos, Meng Xiuyuan had nowhere to turn in the air.
While dodging with all his strength, he accurately delivered a killing blow.
Meng Xiuyuan didn't have a sword in his hand at this time, and he was holding a girl and couldn't move around in the air, so he had to use a fleshy palm to catch the opponent's sword.
Fortunately, his skill was deep enough. At the critical moment, he poured his true energy into the two fingers of his right hand and flicked the back of the opponent's sword to neutralize the opponent's fatal blow.
Although the short-term crisis was resolved, Meng Xiuyuan's situation was not very good at this time.
When he landed and stood still, he looked up and found that the opponent's three masters had surrounded him in this small room. There was also a faint sound of shouting outside, and it was obvious that the Mongolians were faster.
The soldiers were already chasing him.
The other three men only had to delay Meng Xiuyuan for a moment before the Yuan army outside surrounded them and trapped Meng Xiuyuan and his two men to death in this small village house.
Seeing this scene, Meng Xiuyuan knew that he could no longer keep his hands, so he gently placed the girl in his arms in the corner behind him, freed his hands and turned around. Immediately, the fingertips of his palms faced each other, and he suddenly pushed forward.
This move "turbid waves emptying", the palm force is both strong and fast, and with unmatched power, it instantly pounces in front of the three Yuan army masters.
The three of them only had time to subconsciously put their hands in front of their bodies to resist, before they were knocked away by the wild palm force, knocking down the wall of the room and being buried deep in it.
For a while, the room was filled with thick smoke and dust.
What Meng Xiuyuan didn't expect was that in the dust, just as he was about to pick up the girl and leave, there was another person in front of him.
On the other side of the wall that he punched through, there was a little girl of eight or nine years old, shivering and hiding under a wooden table.
The little girl's hair was messy, her face was gray, and her clothes were in tatters. She looked very pitiful.
She was frightened by the power of Meng Xiuyuan's palm, but she gritted her teeth to prevent herself from screaming.
After a while, there was slightly less dust in the air, and the little girl looked up and saw Meng Xiuyuan. The two looked at each other, and the girl shrank her neck in shock at first, and then a look of hope appeared in her bright eyes.