"Ding ding ding ding..." A lean sand ghost got entangled with Feng Mingxue. His fists were like hammers, punching Feng Mingxue's knife one after another.

One of the two is as white as jade, the other as black as a ghost, extremely beautiful and extremely ugly, forming a strong contrast.

Li Muchan did not intervene, but stood aside to block the other sand ghosts for Feng Mingxue, preventing them from taking advantage of the gap, while watching their actions.

The demonic transformation of this sand ghost was very intense. When his fist collided with the blade, there was no damage at all and he was not afraid. Feng Mingxue's sword skills were domineering, and he was even more tyrannical. He attacked with strength without showing any weakness.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. This is what he is least afraid of with the Seven Jue Destroying Divine Sword. The stronger it gets, the stronger it gets. After a dozen moves, Feng Mingxue's sword light became brighter and brighter, like a dusty pearl slowly wiping away and blooming brightly.

The Sand Ghost was as lean as iron, with a dark complexion, and only a pair of eyes were shining, which was so breathtaking that no one dared to look directly at him. His fists were like hammers, fierce and sharp, hitting Feng Mingxue's knife time and time again.

His fists are extremely fast but silent. It is difficult to avoid a sneak attack. Feng Mingxue and Li Muchan have practiced the Jade Sutra and their senses are sharp, otherwise they can be plotted.

Li Muchan previously thought that it would be difficult to detect such a master, but now it is easy. He can detect it from a distance. This is the credit of returning the Jade Sutra.

"Ding ding ding ding..." The crisp sound was like a string of jade beads falling on a jade plate. Li Muchan watched Feng Mingxue's sword light getting brighter and brighter. He admired it in his heart.

"Dang..." There was a crisp sound. Feng Mingxue hit Sand Ghost's wrist with a knife, and Sand Ghost immediately retreated. His face could not be seen. His eyes became colder and colder.

Li Muchan put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "Senior sister is good at swordsmanship!"

Feng Mingxue pursed her lips and smiled slightly, staring closely at the sand ghost master. The other sand ghosts all backed away. They were not stupid either. They knew that there was nothing they could do about Li Muchan, so they decided not to die.

They were not afraid of death, but they did not commit suicide in such a senseless way. They stared at Feng Mingxue with blazing eyes. They were like evil wolves seeing fresh meat.

"Qing, um..." The sand ghost suddenly said, and then his body flashed, sank into the sand, and fled away.

Li Muchan would never let go of such a master. Once the disciples of Kuangfeng Gorge encountered each other, they would be dead or alive, and they would kill every one of them.

He slashed the ground with his knife, and with a "bang" sound, sand flew, and a deep trench appeared in front of him, extending to three meters away.

"Bang!" The disappearing sand ghost flew up with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. Although he had infinite power as a demon and was invulnerable, he was still injured by Li Muchan.

Li Muchan's sword was the eighty-second sword. In the past few days, he had already understood the eighty-second sword. It was just a simple slash, but it was extremely powerful. More importantly, it had a strange inner strength that could hit cattle across mountains.

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This sand ghost demon has become powerful, but it has not yet been trained to the point where all the internal organs are indestructible. Most of the kung fu is on the bones and skin. If it is really practiced to the internal organs, Li Muchan's sword cannot hurt him.

"Good sword skills!" Feng Mingxue praised.

She knew how powerful this sand ghost was and how hopelessly invulnerable it was, but she didn't expect that Junior Brother Li would hurt him with just one blow, and she recognized that this blow was the eighty-second blow.

She sighed in her heart that Junior Brother Li was better. She thought hard but still had no clue. Junior Brother Li was already able to use it.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "It's just a fluke!"

Sand Ghost wiped the corners of his mouth, squinted his eyes, and disappeared in a flash. Li Muchan slashed with his knife, and with a crisp "ding" sound, Sand Ghost appeared behind him, and his fist and the knife intersected.

Li Muchan's sword flashed like lightning, striking down one after another. He struck out more than a hundred swords in an instant, and each sword hit the same position on the sand ghost's fist.

The sand ghost's fist revealed thick white bones, and blood flowed from it.

"Senior sister, the so-called drop of water penetrates the stone, no matter how hard the body-protecting magical power is, it can't withstand this!" Li Muchan said while waving his knife.

Feng Mingxue nodded slowly and stared at the position of Li Muchan's blade.

This is easy to say but difficult to do. You need to be extremely proficient in knife skills and the opponent's moves to hit the same position with each knife. It is easy to hit the same position when splitting rocks.

, the opponent is not a stone.

Li Muchan watched from the sidelines. He had already understood Sand Ghost's moves, so he was able to strike at the same position with each sword. In fact, it was the same as defeating the enemy with one move.

The lean Sand Ghost's eyes were sharper, his gaze was like lightning, and he was roaring in his throat, but there was nothing he could do. His escape technique seemed to have failed before Li Muchan's eyes. As soon as he escaped into the ground, he immediately struck down with a knife to make it impossible to escape.

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His eyes flashed, he screamed strangely, his figure suddenly grew in size, his originally lean body turned into a burly man, and the wounds on his fists slowly healed.

Li Muchan frowned, and Feng Mingxue's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect there to be such a magical technique. There were many secret techniques that could activate potential, but those that could directly heal wounds were rare.

The sand ghost let out a strange cry and swooped in front of Li Muchan. Li Muchan slashed his sword and hit his fist. Unexpectedly, he was deeply trapped.

Li Muchan didn't expect this move. When he reacted and tried to calm down, the shadows of fists in the sky were already coming towards him. In desperation, Li Muchan could only fight hard with his fist.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" Amidst a series of muffled sounds, Li Muchan's fist collided with the sand ghost, and he drew his sword and retreated, with a serious look on his face.

"Junior brother?" Feng Mingxue called softly.

Li Muchan shook his head, shook his left hand and said, "What a hard fist!"

This sand ghost is indeed cunning. He deliberately dispersed the devil's transformation. After being stabbed, the knife was embedded in his body. At this time, he used the devil's transformation to trap the horizontal knife.

The sand ghost at this time was indeed terrifying and powerful. Li Muchan couldn't drag it away, and it was too late to exert any more force, so he could only welcome the bombardment of his fists.

Fortunately, he took it. The sand ghost's punch was fierce and domineering, but he was not bad either. With his divine power and profound internal strength, he really took it.

Sand Ghost frowned and stared at Li Muchan, his eyes cold and twinkling.

"Woo..." He screamed again and suddenly arrived behind Feng Mingxue.

Li Muchan sneered and slashed with his sword. He had been prepared for this move for a long time. "Ding..." The long sword collided with his fist, unable to break it.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." Li Muchan swung his sword like lightning, slashing at the fist shadows that filled the sky. The sand ghost's punch was fierce, but not agile.

It's a blessing, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to catch it, it was really too fast.

Feng Mingxue looked solemn and stood quietly, then suddenly swung his knife, the light of the knife flashed, and the sand ghost flew out with a "bang".

Li Muchan praised: "Good sword skills!"

This sword was exactly the eighty-two swords he had used previously. To perform this sword required a lot of energy and was extremely powerful. Unexpectedly, Feng Mingxue understood it right away.

The sand ghost was knocked away more than ten feet away. After landing, it hid in the sand. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape. Li Muchan dodged and suddenly appeared at the place where the sand ghost disappeared and slashed him with his sword.

"Bang!" The sand ghost flew out, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were already red.

The power of Li Muchan's sword was slightly stronger than the previous one. Even though the sand ghost used his secret technique, he still couldn't bear it. Just as he was about to pounce on Li Muchan, Feng Mingxue struck with his sword, as fast as lightning, but silently, and the eighth

Twelve swords.

"Bang!" The sand ghost flew out. Li Muchan dodged and then slashed out with his sword.

The two of them took turns to draw the sword, each one being the eighty-second blow. After ten blows, the sand ghost finally fell down, kicked his feet unwillingly, and died.
Chapter completed!