"Thank you, Master, for reminding me. I'll remember it." Ye Long nodded, then sat cross-legged on the ground.
But he was very excited inside! The Shen Zhao Gong can actually detoxify the cold poison from the Xuan Ming Divine Palm! Also, Shen Zhao Gong has a healing effect. If Mei Niansheng said it can be cured, then it must be curable! You must know that in the original work, it only took Ding Dian twelve years to practice Shenzhao Gong, become the best martial arts master, and revive Di Yun who had just died.
This Divine Light Technique is no weaker than the Nine Yang Divine Technique! And Mei Niansheng is about to pass on his divine enlightenment sutra! Thinking about this is extremely exciting! However, I still have to take the Nine Yang Manual. After all, I still have tasks to complete. I don’t know what level my strength will be if I practice the Nine Yang Manual and the Shenzhao Sutra at the same time. Will he be invincible? !
Bing Xue'er was even more excited than Ye Long at this moment, thinking that Ye Long was about to practice Shenzhao Sutra, which would hopefully dispel the cold poison in his body, just like the poison in his own body had been dispelled.
But just as the two hands touched each other, and Mei Niansheng started to use his kung fu to help Ye Long recover his internal energy, a burst of noisy sounds rang outside.
"Boy Ye Long, your Grandpa Lu is here. Come out quickly." The hoarse and harsh voice of Lu Zhanke came into the ruined temple.
"Master, the people who are chasing me are here. It's better not to restore your internal strength now." Ye Long said.
"I have already started practicing my martial arts and cannot interrupt it. Disciple, don't worry. Junior brother, go out and see who it is." Mei Niansheng said calmly, not worried about the people outside.
Ye Long smacked his lips, this is a master! Even if the enemy comes, they will still sit firmly on the mountain without any chaos. The only reason is that they are strong.
"Who's coming!" Wu Liuqi heard the words and came directly outside, blocking the two elders Xuan Ming and others from outside.
"Who are you? Where is Ye Long? Let him get out and let the little princess go! Otherwise, today next year will be his memorial day." He Bi Weng jumped off the horse and looked at Wu Liuqi with some disdain.
"If you want to find Ye Long, step over me first!" Wu Liuqi didn't say anything nonsense. He touched the ground with his feet and rushed directly towards Hebiweng. He raised his hand and punched strangely.
Hebiweng was a little disdainful at first, but when he felt Wu Liuqi's fist style, his face changed slightly. This guy's strength has reached a near-first-class level. Although there is still a gap between him and himself, he cannot take it lightly.
Hebi Weng turned his body and dodged Wu Liuqi's punch, then struck out with a palm and hit Wu Liuqi's chest.
"Xuanming Divine Palm? The two elders of Xuanming!" Feeling the cold and sinister cold air, Wu Liuqi's face was slightly frightened, and his internal energy continued to flow into his fist.
The two of them exchanged punches, and Wu Liuqi couldn't help but take three steps back, but Hebiweng didn't move at all, showing his superiority.
"With your strength, go back and practice for a few more years." Hebi Weng sneered, his body like a ghost, and he instantly came to Wu Liuqi.
He frequently struck out with his palms, and the vicious cold air was everywhere, forcing Wu Liuqi to avoid it. Even though he was slapped by Hebi Weng, he could still rely on his internal strength to prevent the cold poison from entering his body, but he would still feel very uncomfortable.
Wu Liuqi was cautious in his actions and used every move at first sight, leaving Hebi Weng unable to attack for a long time. His purpose was very simple, just to wait for his senior brother to restore his vitality to Ye Long. When the time comes, his senior brother would be free to take action. Naturally, the two elders Xuanming and Ming were no match.
Not long after, the two had fought for twenty rounds. Although Wu Liuqi was at a disadvantage, neither one could do anything to the other.
Seeing that this man could defend so well, Hebi Weng felt very anxious. He was a first-rate master, but he could not attack a near-first-rate master for a long time, which made him very embarrassed.
"Junior brother, you can't do it!" Lu Zhanke smiled at the side, and then he moved and joined the battlefield.
The two of them attacked together, and Wu Liuqi responded in panic. It was difficult for him to deal with a Hebi Weng, but now he was unable to cope with the combined efforts of the two elders Xuan Ming in just five rounds.
"Poof!" Wu Liuqi was hit by Hebi Weng's palm and was knocked away. A mouthful of blood spurted out in the air, and then he hit the ground hard.
Wu Liuqi's face showed a look of pain. He quickly sat cross-legged on the ground, stimulating the true energy in his body to suppress the cold air. Fortunately, his internal strength was deep enough, and he quickly suppressed and dissipated the cold air. Otherwise, he would have been tortured by the Xuanming Divine Palm like Ye Long.
"Since you insist on blocking the way, I'll send you to hell." Lu Zhanke smiled cruelly, and with a movement of his body, he had already arrived in front of Wu Liuqi. His right hand turned into a claw and grabbed Wu Liuqi's Tianling Cap.
Right here, a stream of air came, like a breeze.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Liuqi. The man was wearing a loose gray robe and white hair. He was none other than Iron Bone Mo Calyx Mei Niansheng.
Mei Niansheng gently slapped his palm and printed it on Lu Zhanke's chest.
That palm seemed weak and weak, but in fact it contained overwhelming power.
Lu Zhanke's expression changed drastically. With one palm strike, he felt all his internal organs shifted. Blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably. His whole body flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off.
"Brother." He Biweng's face changed with shock, and he quickly asked Lu Zhanke to take him into his arms.
Lu Zhanke's mouth was bleeding, "Mei... Mei Niansheng... it's him..." Lu Zhanke had a look of pain on his face, coughing up blood as he spoke.
Mei Niansheng! Hebiweng showed a look of horror on his face!
It was only then that the air current around Wu Liuqi dispersed, revealing Mei Niansheng's majestic figure.
"Third Xuan Ming... you guys are still a little short of the fire. I wonder if Taoist Baishu is still alive?" Mei Niansheng stroked his long beard and looked at the two elders Xuan Ming, especially Wang Duoduo, for a long time. .
"You... don't be arrogant! If you dare to touch us, my master will not let you go." Hebiweng's tone was trembling.
The two brothers consider themselves to be first-class masters with strong martial arts skills. If they work together, they can compete with top-class masters. However, even with a super-first-class master like Mei Niansheng, even if they work together, they may not be able to withstand a few moves in his hands. .
Thirty years ago, everyone in the world knew that Taoist Baishu died in the hands of a strong man, but they didn't know that the strong man was none other than the iron-bone Mo Calyx Mei Niansheng!
In fact, Taoist Baishu did not die at that time, but he fought with Mei Niansheng. Both of them were injured, so they lived in seclusion to recuperate. At that time, Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming were only teenagers. The two of them were lucky enough to witness that earth-shattering battle, and they had already developed a fear of Mei Niansheng. Now that they met Mei Niansheng again thirty years later, the two of them were I can't even think of resisting.
"Although Taoist Baishu did something that was harmful to nature, he would not be a court hawk, let alone work for the Mongolian Tatars. Now his disciple has committed himself to the Yuan Dynasty, which actually surprises me." Mei Niansheng said while saying , while pointing his fingers on Wu Liuqi's back, secretly running the Divine Illumination Sutra, and continuous internal energy surged into Wu Liuqi's body.
"Thank you, senior brother." In just a moment, Wu Liuqi's injuries had recovered.
"Senior, we didn't mean to offend, but my little sister was arrested by Ye Long. We hope that it would be convenient for senior not to get involved in this matter." Wang Baobao frowned slightly. From the eyes of the two elders Xuan Ming, he could only see their feelings for each other. This old man's fear! If this old man intervenes, let alone catching Ye Long, it is not certain whether his little sister can be rescued.
"I walk around the world, rectify injustices, kill those who deserve to be killed, and have a home all over the world. I have no intention of getting involved in the conflicts of troubled times. However, Ye Long is my disciple. If you want to deal with my disciples, I have to take care of this matter. ." Mei Niansheng said calmly.
"Little prince, you should go back and forth wherever you go, don't risk your life here." At this time, Ye Long also walked out, pressing Zhao Min.
"Ye Long, I didn't expect you to have such a strong martial arts master behind you. I really underestimate you." Wang Baobao narrowed his eyes and said in an old-fashioned way. He didn't look like a 17 or 18-year-old at all.
Ye Long was surprised and wondered, where did Wang Baobao get his confidence? He was not timid in the face of a super strong person like Mei Niansheng. Could it be that he relied on the two elders Xuan Ming? Definitely not. I didn't see Lu Zhanke being seriously injured by Mei Niansheng with just one blow. So where did he get the confidence?
"This is a fusion of Grandpa Jin's martial arts novels. Mongolia... what masters are there! Damn, Jinlun Guoshi!?" Suddenly thought of this fierce man, this being is comparable to the five unique skills of the Condor Shooting.
"Master, be careful of Jinlun Imperial Master." Ye Long whispered in Mei Niansheng's ear. But whether there is a Jinlun Imperial Master or not, a reminder is still necessary.
Although his voice was low, Xiao Zhao Min still heard it. Her eyes lit up. If the Jinlun Imperial Master was here, wouldn't she be saved? But how did Ye Long know about Jinlun Imperial Master! Jinlun Guoshi has always been with Khan, hiding in the dark, and has never been exposed to the world. How could Ye Long know!
"Who is the Imperial Master Jinlun?" Mei Niansheng asked strangely.
"The Imperial Master Jinlun is a poor monk, and I am the Imperial Master of the Mongolian Empire." This was a slender figure walking out of the darkness.
He is wearing a yellow robe and holding five overlapping golden wheels. His body is like a bamboo pole, his forehead is sunken, but his eyes are bright.
Mei Niansheng looked at him in surprise, "You are no match for me."
"Senior is joking. We haven't fought yet. How can we know that this poor monk is no match for senior?" Jinlun Imperial Master was slightly startled, and then said in a pleasant tone.
"Today I have a new disciple. I don't want to kill. If you can take my sword, I will let you go." Mei Niansheng said.
Ye Long sighed in his heart, his master Mei Niansheng was still kind-hearted. Although the Jinlun Imperial Master was strong and could resist two Five Ultimates in the Condor Shooting, that was only in the later stages. Now the Jinlun Imperial Master looks to be in his forties, and his strength has not yet reached its peak. Naturally, he cannot be Mei Niansheng's opponent. If he is, he will kill him directly to eliminate future troubles forever.
Imperial Master Jinlun did not speak, but looked at Wang Baobao. After Wang Baobao nodded, he stared at Mei Niansheng. "Senior is too arrogant, so this poor monk is here to appreciate his clever tricks."
"Please." Mei Niansheng made a gesture of invitation, then took two steps forward and came to the middle of the battlefield.
The Jinlun Imperial Master also came to the battlefield. He held the flywheel, and his momentum kept rising. The air around him surged, and the invisible true energy spread.
Ye Long was shocked in his heart. This Jinlun Imperial Master, one thing is said, has definitely reached the level of a first-class master, and he is not that simple person. He is stronger than the two elders Xuan Ming. No wonder he is known as the first master in Mongolia.
But just when he was about to enjoy a duel between masters and masters, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes.
The sword in Mei Niansheng's scabbard suddenly shot out, and he was holding it in his hand. His figure was seen erratic, leaving several afterimages in the field. When everyone reacted, the sword in his hand, It was already touching the forehead of Jinlun Imperial Master.
The Jinlun Imperial Master broke into a cold sweat and was frightened in his heart!
He didn't notice how Mei Niansheng took action just now. But in just a short moment, he felt his eyes blurred, and several afterimages appeared, and then someone held a sword between his eyebrows.
"Young monk is willing to be defeated. The senior's swordsmanship and martial arts are superb. Compared with Master Zhang of Wudang, I have to give way! Young monk will leave now." Jinlun Guoshi swallowed his saliva and lowered his arrogant head.
"How can I compare with Zhenren Zhang? Let's go." Mei Niansheng said, but he didn't see any movement. The sword in his hand actually flew into the scabbard.
This move really shocked Ye Long. He didn't feel like a martial artist, but rather like a cultivator!
"Little prince, let's go. As for the little princess, let's think of other ways." Jinlun Imperial Master sighed and left without waiting for Wang Baobao to speak.
The expression on Wang Baobao's face was ashen. Is this the number one master in Mongolia? He couldn't even see clearly how the old man drew his sword, so he was defeated! Shame! If this is the case, how can he save his father and little sister? Is it possible that he really has to be manipulated by Ye Long?
"Wang Baobao, my master has already opened up a wide margin and let you go. Are you prepared to die if you don't leave?" Ye Long had a sneer on his face.
"Ye Long, just wait. If my father and my little sister lose a hair, and you become a member of the Beggar Clan, just wait until you are destroyed by the Great Yuan Kingdom!" Wang Baobao's face was uncertain, and he finally gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.
He is really unwilling! But so what, with Mei Niansheng behind him, Ye Long couldn't be killed or captured now. The Beggar Gang in Zhongdu must be destroyed, otherwise it will be very difficult for the Great Yuan Kingdom to move south. Mei Niansheng must die!
Wang Baobao was thinking in his mind that he was already planning how to kill Mei Niansheng. Before Mei Niansheng died, the ancient city of Zhongdu could not move. Besides, they still have backup plans... This operation can be said to be flawless, and the ancient city of Zhongdu is bound to change hands.
"Little prince, let's go slowly." Ye Long waved his hand and said excitedly. He was quite happy to see Wang Baobao looking so angry.
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"Master, what's wrong with you?" After Wang Baobao and others left, Mei Niansheng trembled and almost fell down. Fortunately, Ye Long's eyes were quick and he was able to hold him up.
"Senior brother, are you injured?" Wu Liuqi also asked nervously.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a loss of some true energy. Once the internal energy is used up, it will recover in a few days. Let's leave here first. If they come back, my current state may not be able to protect you." Mei Niansheng said. waved his hand.
