In Zhao Min's view, the Yuan army's retreat after abandoning their camp would inevitably lull the defending troops and martial arts practitioners in Xiangyang into a false sense of security.
I never imagined she would come back with her men.
"Wang Yang, you can't escape this time!"
Just as Zhao Min was lost in thought, the two Xuanming elders who were rushing ahead suddenly stopped.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Min quickly waved her hand, signaling the experts following behind her, including A Da, to stop.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Min frowned and asked.
The two elders of Xuanming did not respond, but only looked ahead.
Zhao Min was taken aback, and then looked ahead as well.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that the originally dark and gloomy street had suddenly been illuminated by many lamps.
Under the lamplight, Wang Yang led a group of martial arts figures, including the Green-Winged Bat King and the White-Browed Eagle King, out.
"Um?"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Min was greatly alarmed. After a moment's thought, she realized that Wang Yang had once again seen through her scheme.
They were waiting for them to launch a sneak attack, so they could catch them like turtles in a jar.
Upon seeing Wang Yang and the others appear, A-Da, A-Er, and A-San immediately went on guard, protecting Zhao Min on either side.
Golden Wheel Monk and other martial arts figures from the Great Yuan Dynasty were also on high alert.
"hateful!!"
"That guy, he guessed what I was thinking again!"
Zhao Min was so angry when she saw Wang Yang that she wanted to grind her teeth in hatred.
Just now, she was thinking of catching Wang Yang and the others off guard.
To everyone's surprise, Wang Yang and his men appeared as soon as they arrived outside the inn, clearly waiting for them to take the bait.
After a moment of silence, Wang Yang looked at Zhao Min and said with a smile, "Princess, how have you been?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Min's face turned red with anger, and her eyes were filled with hatred as she looked at Wang Yang.
She had planned to attack other cities, but when she returned, her main camp was almost wiped out by Wang Yang and his men.
They've planned tonight's sneak attack, thinking it was foolproof.
But upon their arrival, it seemed that Wang Yang and his group had already set up a trap, waiting for them to walk right into it.
As she thought about it, Zhao Min was almost brought to tears, and instinctively shouted, "Wang Yang! You're despicable!"
"Me, despicable?"
Wang Yang was taken aback, then smiled calmly and said, "Princess Zhao Min, we know perfectly well who is more despicable! I learned all this from you!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Min was so angry that she gritted her teeth, her heart burning with rage.
"you……"
She pursed her lips, but didn't say a word, looking extremely angry.
"Whoosh!"
For a moment, Zhao Min took a deep breath, calming herself slightly, and then looked at Wang Yang with a fierce expression:
"Wang Yang! So what if you foresaw this beforehand?"
"Today you are destined to be captured by me."
Zhao Min had made ample preparations for this trip, with a group of experts accompanying her.
"Old Deer, Old Crane, capture him!"
At Zhao Min's command, the two Xuanming Elders did not hesitate and moved like lightning, heading straight for Wang Yang!
Before Wang Yang could make a move, Yang Xiao and the White-browed Eagle King exchanged a glance.
"We two have come to learn from your superior skills!"
Yang Xiao roared angrily and charged directly at the White-browed Eagle King.
The two elders were quite resentful that the previous sneak attack had allowed them to escape.
Under Wang Yang's scheme, Zhao Min and the others were now like turtles in a jar.
Yang Xiao and the White-browed Eagle King were determined to keep the Xuanming Elders here.
In no time, the four were already fighting, each unleashing a palm strike.
The four palms collided at the same time, each with an incredibly strong force, producing bursts of sonic booms!
In particular, the palm strikes of the two Xuanming elders contained an extremely cold and sinister aura. What else could it be but the Xuanming Divine Palm?
They saw that the two elders of Xuanming were being blocked by Yang Xiao and the White-browed Eagle King.
A cold glint flashed in Zhao Min's eyes, and then she waved her hand lightly.
In an instant, the people behind him, including Ku Toutuo, A Da, A Er, Huo Du, Darba, and Xiao Xiangzi, rushed out.
Before Wang Yang could even speak, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yin Liting of Wudang, the Five Wanderers of Mingjiao, Master Kongwen, and others rushed forward.
In the blink of an eye, the martial arts masters from both sides were already engaged in a fierce battle.
"Boom!"
"Bang bang bang..."
In an instant, the martial arts practitioners from both sides were locked in combat.
Each of them possessed exceptional agility, moving as swiftly as a rabbit and advancing and retreating with divine skill.
Between them, swords clashed and fists met.
The fight was incredibly intense!
At this moment, Wang Yang was still standing in place, while the martial arts figures behind him and to his left and right were already fighting with the masters under Zhao Min's command.
There was only one person left beside Zhao Min at this moment.
This man was dressed in a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, with a figure resembling a bamboo pole.
In addition, his forehead is slightly sunken, resembling a saucer.
Who else could it be but the Golden Wheel Monk?
Seeing that Wang Yang was alone, Zhao Min couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Your Majesty! This is the man who led the night raid on our camp and set fire to our supplies!"
"oh?"
The Golden Wheel Monk exclaimed in surprise, then turned his gaze and landed directly on Wang Yang.
He also heard the commotion outside when the Yuan army camp was attacked earlier.
In particular, the dragon's roar of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms made him even more uneasy.
I thought it was Guo Jing leading an attack.
Because his injuries had not yet healed, he did not choose to go out to fight and stayed in his tent.
Later, when Zhao Min returned with her men, the Golden Wheel Monk learned that it was not Guo Jing who had attacked the camp.
"Kid, were you really the one who raided the camp and burned the supplies before?"
After a moment of silence, the Golden Wheel Monk spoke first.
Wang Yang smiled slightly and replied, "That's right, I did it!"
What is your relationship with Guo Jing?
The Golden Wheel Monk pressed for an answer.
Wang Yang remained calm and replied, "What business is it of yours what my relationship with Master Guo is?"
"Ha ha!"
Upon hearing this, the Golden Wheel Monk couldn't help but burst into laughter: "If you have a close relationship with Guo Jing, I will spare your body out of consideration for our past friendship!"
Wang Yang paid no attention to what the Golden Wheel Monk said.
"Great monk! Aren't you overestimating yourself?"
After a slight pause, Wang Yang responded coldly.
Although the Golden Wheel Monk came with Zhao Min this time.
However, Wang Yang could also see that the other person's injuries had not yet healed, and that he himself possessed so many unique skills, in addition to having advanced his martial arts cultivation to the first level of Grandmaster.
If it were to clash with the Golden Wheel Monk, a battle might not be out of the question.
Upon hearing what Wang Yang said, the smile on the Golden Wheel Monk's face vanished, replaced by a cold and stern expression.
"Kid, you're arrogant! But too bad for you, you've met your match today!"
Before he could finish speaking, the Golden Wheel Monk, without waiting for Wang Yang's response, lightly tapped his foot and charged towards Wang Yang with a gust of wind.
In less than a few breaths, the man had already rushed up to Wang Yang and threw a punch at him.
"boom!"
The punch was incredibly powerful, containing the immense force of ten dragons and ten elephants!
This is the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill!
Seeing this, Wang Yang dared not be careless. He lowered his waist and stomped his feet, contracting his body before expanding and exerting force to quickly strike out with a palm!
"The dragon appears in the field!"
With a single palm strike, a long golden dragon of palm force roared forth, colliding directly with the Golden Wheel Monk's fist.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar resounded as fists and palms collided, unleashing a terrifying power, before the force of the fists and palms dissipated.
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