Just now, the two soldiers clashed and made a sound. Mei Yuanchen had already heard from it that Yun Xiaoyang's martial arts was comparable to that of the skinny old man.
Even if she could win or lose, it would only be after hundreds of moves. If someone took the opportunity to make a sneak attack during this period, and she was attacked from both sides, it would be dangerous.
"Sister Yun has saved my life many times. If she hadn't resisted the old man just now, how would I still be alive? Even if I risk my life today, I will protect her." In an instant, Mei Yuanchen's mind had flashed Several thoughts.
Seeing a group of Wuyangyang people coming to kill him, he tried his best to bring up his true energy and performed the twenty-three steps of fighting turns and diagonal steps.
"My mind is free, racing with ghosts; rubbing my body in the wind, nothing is as empty as me. The Eight Diagrams are forward, the Yang Yao dominates the right, the Yin Yao dominates the left; the evil spirits of the Earth move forward, single oddities determine the depression, double oddities determine the fullness; Tiangang retreats "
"Qian is the sky, and the Yang dimension is six; Kun is the earth, and the left and right branches are six; Shuileitun, the Yang is straight one to five, and the rest is Yin Yao..."
"... Ze Tian Yue... ... Tian Feng Jie... ... Ze Di Cui... ... Earth wind is born... ... Water and fire have not yet come together, and Yin and Yang are intertwined. , oddly three Yin Yao, even three Yang Yao."
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a shadow and wandered among the group of men in black. Wherever he went, the men in black must be damaged. In less than half a cup of tea, more than twenty people in black clothes had fallen down.
The twenty or so people who came to the end were either dead or injured, and their throats were all cut by the weapons in their hands, but some were deeper and some were shallower. Those who were injured more superficially, even though they were not dead at this time, hurriedly reached out to cover their wounds, unable to fight anymore.
When the remaining forty or fifty people saw their companions falling to the ground silently, with their lives and deaths unknown, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They looked at Mei Yuanchen with full caution in their eyes.
"What kind of martial arts is this? Harvesting human lives is like cutting melons and grass..."
Mei Yuanchen danced through the eighth lane of Gua Yao and the seventh lane of Kuilin. At this time, he felt that he was unable to continue, and secretly sighed that something was wrong.
On the other side, Jiu Qingwu and Yun Xiaoyang's fights were also dangerous.
Jiu Qingqing is better because of his ruthless moves and far more experience in facing enemies; Yun Xiaoyang is better because of his exquisite swordsmanship and pure and long-lasting internal energy.
After fighting for more than a hundred moves, neither of them could do anything to the other.
"No, this damn old man's martial arts is too strong. I won't bother you anymore."
It is also difficult to win. There must be some way to win quickly! "Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mei Yuanchen, leaning on his hands and breathing heavily, confronting the forty or fifty-year-old man in black. Yun Xiaomeng was so anxious that he used more force on his hand to twist the tip of the sword even faster.
How could her thoughts escape Kaijiu's ruthless eyes? At this time, he no longer confronted Yun Xiaomeng head-on, but just pestered her to make it difficult for her to get away.
"Sister Yun, if you hold on a little longer, I'll kill these people and come to help you!" Just when she was anxious, she heard Mei Yuanchen shouting to her.
"Kill these people?"
The men in black opposite him couldn't help but feel a chill after hearing this.
"Nima, isn't this just trying to kill us?"
... ...
After the ceremony of thanking Tian, emperors of all dynasties usually stayed at Zhenwu Temple for a lunch.
It was already meal time. Xia Chengxuan, Xia Chenghuan, and Xia Chengcan walked around in a circle and got closer to the subject. They saw Chu Zhong walking in the opposite direction, "Your Majesty, Master Zhan Ming has prepared the meal and is waiting in the Palace of Immortality!"
Xia Chengxuan smiled and said to the two of them, "Let's go. I have something to discuss with Zhan Ming at the dinner table later."
... ...
After hearing his words, Yun Xiaoyang couldn't help but feel a sweet feeling in her heart, and her sword attacks against Jiu Qingqing became even more fierce.
"As expected, he is from a large sect. At such an age, he has such profound attainments in sword moves and internal strength! If I don't kill you today and take you back to Suxin Palace, my Nine Palaces will have no peace in the future." Thinking of this For a moment, Jiu Qingwuqian's face wrinkled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the dagger in his hand became more and more fierce, and he actually forced Yun Xiaoyang back a few steps.
They had already checked that this woman was the master of Suxin Palace Jishi Hall and the junior sister of the palace master Yun Xiaomeng.
Although Suxin Palace is a large sect, there are only two halls in the palace, which shows that Yun Xiaoyang's position in the palace is absolutely important. If Yun Xiaomeng knew that Jiudian killed her junior sister and the master of Jishi Hall, he would definitely not let it go.
Everyone in the world knows that Yun Xiaomeng is not someone who is willing to suffer losses.
Although Mei Yuanchen's words were meant for Yun Xiaoyang, the men in black opposite him also heard them clearly. At this moment, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and some people even put their hands to block their throats. at.
"Why are you still standing there? Kill him quickly!" Seeing that the people he brought were silenced by Mei Yuanchen's words, Jiu Wuwu took the opportunity to shout loudly.
nine halls
The training was always strict. As soon as his words came out, the group of men in black clenched their weapons and charged at Mei Yuanchen.
It's not that they are not afraid of death, but they are more afraid of punishment in the palace, which is worse than death!
"kill... ...!"
Mei Yuanchen clasped the dragon bone ax that he just grabbed, took a deep breath, and used the sword moves in the sword technique casually——
The 19th sword of stabbing style "picking tea and inserting thorns"...
The Thirteenth Sword of Flirting Style "Lifting the Clouds and Pulling the Rain"...
The twenty-one swords of the Mo style "beat around the bush"...
The Thirty-Six Swords of Qie Style "Slaying deceit and destroying the weak"...
The Fourteenth Sword of the Stirring Style "Hurumantang"...
His moves may seem ordinary, but they never fail. Wherever the ax blade hits, there will be some damage. However, after all, he was out of breath, and after eighty or ninety moves, he was out of breath, sweating like beads, and he was obviously close to exhaustion.
He made eighty or ninety moves, but after all, he didn't use any internal energy. Although he injured thirty or forty people, he only killed a few.
Seeing him showing such obvious fatigue, the men in black knew that he was just at the end of his strength, and the fear in their eyes gradually disappeared, and they dispersed and surrounded him.
Mei Yuanchen no longer had any internal energy to use, so he relied solely on the original power of his body to attack. At this time, he was not only exhausted, but also experienced severe pain in his meridians and internal organs. Seeing the enemy eager to attack, he secretly screamed: "Can it be done by me?" Are you and Sister Yun going to die here today?"
... ...
There was only one table in the Changsheng Hall, and there were only five people at the table: Xia Chengxuan, Xia Chenghuan, Xia Chengcan, Zhan Ming and Zhan.
After the food was over, Xia Chengxuan spoke: "Chengxuan is in trouble and wants to ask Taoist Master Zhan Ming for help!"
Seeing his solemn expression, Zhan Ming thought that it would be difficult to do this seriously. It's just that Zhenwu Temple is the national temple of the current dynasty. Over the past three hundred years, he has received many favors from the royal family, but he refused because it was really inconvenient. He held his hand and replied: "The emperor has something to send, and Zhenwu Temple has no shirking responsibility, so he will not accept it." I have the remaining energy to encourage you. Zhan Ming really doesn’t dare to take the word ‘please’ from your Majesty!”
Repaying one's kindness is not only common sense, but also the right thing to do. People like Qingxuan, who are outsiders, are still willing to risk their lives to kill Duanmulan for the Xia family, how about Zhan Ming?
"Well, let's accept Chengxuan's gift first!" After hearing this, Xia Chengxuan's face showed joy, he stood up and bowed to Zhan Ming and Zhan Wei.
./6_
.. m.
