The middle-aged man in gray shirt smiled bitterly: "Yunxiao Sect has a great master."

The young man in blue curled his lips and sneered: "I heard that there was a powerful figure named Li Wuji in the Yunxiao Sect. Wasn't he killed by the Zhu family? What dares the Yunxiao Sect do? So what if there is a great master?"

"Yunxiao Sect won't let it go like this. The Grand Master may have already taken action secretly." The middle-aged man in gray shirt sighed: "One person killed half of the masters of the Zhu family. This Li Wuji is extremely terrifying. I don't know if he still has something hidden in Yunxiao Sect.

How many masters like this have you got!... Once someone is dissatisfied with your rudeness, Master, they will definitely come to take revenge!"

"That's great. I just want to see the skills of the Yunxiao Sect's disciples!" The young man in blue shook his spear lightly and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's the Yunxiao Sect's swordsmanship that's great, or my marksmanship!"

"Haha... I don't need the Yunxiao Sect's swordsmanship for you!" A loud laugh suddenly sounded, and Li Muchan suddenly appeared in front of the two people wearing a green shirt.

The middle-aged man in gray shirt took a step forward to block Li Muchan. The young man in blue shirt also took a step forward, crossing the middle-aged man in gray shirt and standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Who are you!?" The young man in blue shirt said solemnly.

Li Muchan smiled: "Yunxiao Sect, Li Muchan!"

"Yunxiao Sect?" The young man in blue shirt frowned and said, "Are you here to avenge Yi Xingzhi?!"

Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "I have heard about the name of Luoxia Valley for a long time. It has a long history and profound heritage, but I didn't expect that the young master of the valley would be so rude. I am really disappointed!... Is the name of the sect master something that a junior like you can call casually? It's really not possible.

Appropriate!"

"Shut up!" The young man in blue shirt shouted coldly: "He is your sect master, not mine, why can't you shout? Isn't he the emperor?"

Li Muchan sighed: "Master Guo Shaogu, alas..., there is nothing to say, just see the real seal in your hand, Luoxia Valley, what a Luoxia Valley!"

Guo Siyuan snorted and glanced sideways at Li Muchan: "What is your ranking in the Yunxiao Sect, before or after Li Wuji?"

Li Muchan smiled: "The difference is almost the same."

Guo Siyuan's eyes flashed twice and he was eager to try: "Very good, then I want to see if Li Wuji is better or I am better!"

"Sir..." the middle-aged man in gray shirt said hurriedly: "Sir, wait a moment, I will weigh him first, don't dirty your hands!"

"...That's fine!" Guo Siyuan nodded slowly. He also wanted to seek stability and first explore Li Muchan's weakness so as to find a way to restrain himself.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Luoxia Valley is so petty and petty, it's really disappointing, come on!"

The middle-aged man in gray shirt blushed, but he gritted his teeth and clasped his fists: "That's an offence, look at the knife!"

A cold light flashed from his waist, turning into a rainbow and slashing at Li Muchan. There was a unique temperament in the sword light, as if thousands of people were attacking at the same time.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and secretly praised Luoxia Valley for its well-deserved reputation. A swordsman who practiced swordsmanship could have such energy and energy, which was definitely not something ordinary people could possess.

He flicked his fingers, "Zheng..." There was a clear sound like a dragon's roar, the long knife swung, and the middle-aged man in gray shirt took a step back, his face darkened.

He looked at Li Muchan, then at his long sword, slowly returned the sword to its sheath, turned around and said, "Sir, let's forget it."

"Lao Ji, what's going on?" Guo Siyuan frowned.

The middle-aged man in gray shirt shook his head and sighed: "This Master Li is too advanced."

Guo Siyuan hummed: "That's great, I won't pick unknown people, come on!"

He strode to Li Muchan, held his spear flat, and pointed at Li Muchan from a distance: "Let's do it!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Okay, you are very brave, let's use the gun!"

"Chi!" There was a soft whistle, and the tip of the gun came out of the hole like a poisonous snake. It reached Li Muchan's heart in an instant, and the gun was already out before Li Muchan could finish his words.

Li Muchan flexed his fingers and played again, and there was a muffled sound, like the sound of a bowstring.

Guo Siyuan's body trembled for a moment, then he fired his spear, the tip of the spear slashed horizontally, and a "whoo" sound struck Li Muchan's throat.

Li Muchan raised his finger and flicked, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and the tip of the gun bounced in the opposite direction.

Li Muchan stepped forward, pushed himself up to Guo Siyuan, and struck out with a light palm. Guo Siyuan quickly blocked Li Muchan's palm with the barrel of his gun.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and the gun body seemed to come to life, trembling non-stop, and then flew out, breaking away from Guo Siyuan's grasp.

Li Muchan stretched out his hand and the spear fell into his hand. Then with a flick of his hand, more than a dozen spear flowers bloomed and enveloped Guo Siyuan.

Guo Siyuan's expression changed and he retreated quickly, but he couldn't move faster than the tip of Li Muchan's spear. He was instantly attacked by the gunfire and flew out immediately.

"Tsk!" The spear shot out, "Bang!" Guo Siyuan fell heavily to the ground and turned his back to the sky. The tip of the spear was nailed to the skirt of his crotch, and the tip of the spear penetrated the blue brick floor.

Guo Siyuan's face was pale, his eyes were shining with anger, and there was also a hint of horror.

Li Muchan clapped his hands, shook his head and said, "Such a marksmanship is really ordinary. The marksmanship in Luoxia Valley has been famous for a long time. Is this it?"

"Li, don't be proud, I haven't mastered the marksmanship at all!" Guo Siyuan struggled hard, tore open his clothes, stood up and shouted angrily: "Our marksmanship in Luoxia Valley is unparalleled in the world.

Not inferior to your Yunxiao Sect’s swordsmanship!”

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I heard that Master Guo Shaogu was more talented than his master. I originally thought that he could learn the marksmanship of Luoxia Valley. But now that I have seen him, he is really not as famous as he is in person. What a pity!"

He shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face: "With your martial arts skills, you won't be able to see my sword even if you practice it for another ten or eight years. You'd better go back and practice hard. Don't show off your power outside and make people laugh."

, you have brought shame on Luoxia Valley, and you have ruined all the glory of Luoxia Valley for thousands of years!"

"Shut up!" Guo Siyuan shouted angrily, pointed at Li Muchan and sneered: "Li, don't think you have really defeated me!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "Oh——?"

Guo Siyuan pulled out his spear and pointed it at Li Muchan coldly: "Look at my Luoxia Spear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure and the spear merged into one, and instantly stabbed Li Muchan in the chest. Li Muchan moved sideways, seemingly barely able to avoid it.

Guo Siyuan paused, and the tip of the spear thrust out quickly. Li Muchan turned around to avoid it, but the tip of the spear retracted and shot out again, swallowing like a gecko's tongue, as fast as lightning.

However, Li Muchan dodged with ease and looked at Guo Siyuan's spear fired from an unpredictable angle with a look of approval on his face.

"Good marksmanship!" He sighed and shook his head: "It's a pity that the fire is not enough."

While he was speaking, he flicked the spear point that suddenly struck him, "Ding..." The spear flew out, and the spear tip penetrated into the green bricks two feet away, and the gun body trembled.

Guo Siyuan stood there blankly with his hands empty.

Li Muchan said: "Master Guo Shaogu, your martial arts will only bring shame to Xiagu. You should go back and practice hard for a few years!"

Guo Siyuan's eyes slowly moved, aimed at Li Muchan, and looked straight at him.

Li Muchan smiled: "Master Guo Shaogu, do you want to compete again?"

Guo Siyuan said: "You said you have similar martial arts skills to Li Wuji?"

Li Muchan smiled: "I am Li Wuji."

Guo Siyuan smiled sadly: "Li Wuji, hehe, what a Li Wuji!"

His laughter gradually weakened and turned into self-deprecation. He shook his head and said, "Li Wuji is well-deserved and has learned a lesson!"

Li Muchan said: "Logically speaking, you are rude to the sect master and you need to be taught a lesson. Since you are young and frivolous, the sect master has told you not to hurt you, so you might as well go ahead!"

Guo Siyuan's face was gloomy and he stared at Li Muchan coldly: "Li Wuji, I don't dare or forget what I have given you today. I will look for you in a year!"

Li Muchan laughed, shook his head and said, "It's better to practice for ten years before trying again!"

"Li, just wait!" Guo Siyuan sneered, turned around and left.

"Sir...?" the middle-aged man in gray shirt shouted.

Guo Siyuan waved his hand: "Let's go, don't be embarrassed again!"

The middle-aged man in gray shirt took a deep look at Li Muchan, then turned to follow Guo Siyuan. The two floated away from the small courtyard. Li Muchan watched with the eyes of the void. They went straight down the mountain without talking to the people of Jiutian Xuannv Sect.

Li Muchan shook his head. This Guo Siyuan was indeed rude and arrogant. He only had himself and no one else. He had no demeanor as a disciple of a major sect.

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