Li Muchan looked at Li Yubing with a smile. He had also heard of Mo Li's famous swordsmanship but had never had the opportunity to see it. Both of them fought with the methods of great masters.

Li Yubing glanced at him sideways: "Nobody is here to die, that's all. Let's do it for you!"

"What a strong tone!" The old man in purple robe has a tall body, long hands, and a long sword hanging on his waist. He has a cool and unrestrained manner and a unique style.

He drew the sword and shook it slightly, and there was a slight "buzz" sound. The sword trembled like a spiritual snake, as if it was filled with spirituality and came to life.

Li Yubing looked disdainfully and stretched out her hand. Suddenly a ball of snowflakes flew into her hand, and after gently rubbing it a few times, a long sword made of ice and snow appeared.

This sword has a strange shape. It is two inches longer and one-third narrower than the ordinary Qingfeng sword. It is both narrow and long, and it gives off a strange aura when held in the hand.

"Come on." Li Yubing hummed.

"Tsk!" A cold star had already reached her throat, and the sword was as fast as thunder. Li Muchan glanced at the purple-robed old man in surprise. With this sword move, he could see that he was a master of swordsmanship.

In the world of martial arts, only fast ones are good. This is not the truth, but there is some truth to it. No matter how simple the moves are, as long as they are fast enough, their power is amazing.

This simple point, it seems that the old man in purple robe has practiced to the extreme. As soon as the sword moves, the tip of the sword reaches, almost breaking the shackles of space.

Li Yubing showed disdain, shook his head slightly, turned around, and stabbed lightly at the same time. Suddenly a cold air spread, not only the skin tightened, but also the heart tightened.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, this was the sword intent. The purple-robed old man's sword was fast, but Li Yubing's sword was not fast, but his sword intent was strong. He restrained the purple-robed old man with one move.

Under this deep chill, his movements suddenly slowed down, a bit slower than usual. This was not due to lack of internal strength or physical restraint, but a change in his state of mind.

Just like a person running on mud, once he reaches the ice, he will immediately slow down subconsciously. This is an instinct and has nothing to do with anything else.

Under such a strong sword intent, the moves can't help but slow down, and it's difficult to get up quickly. This is the power of the sword intent. Instead of attacking the moves, it attacks the heart.

After a few moves, the purple-robed old man's heart was pierced with a "chi" sound, and he slowly fell down.

"You..." Lu Changfeng was furious. He wanted to save people but was a step too late. Li Yubing's previous moves were slow, like falling snowflakes, but the last sword was as fast as lightning, faster than Zipao.

The old man's first sword was faster.

Lu Changfeng subconsciously used his energy to control it, and when he realized it was useless, it was too late to take action.

Li Yubing drew his sword with a smile and shook his head: "Although the sword technique is fast, it's a pity that the artistic conception is not good. Who else wants to teach me?"

The remaining seven old men in purple robes had tense expressions and did not move.

Lu Changfeng swung his figure, arrived in front of the purple-robed old man, supported him, and slapped his palms several times, immediately stopping the bleeding from his heart.

Li Muchan turned to Li Yubing, who curled his lips: "It's useless."

Lu Changfeng ignored him and shot continuously with both palms. Li Muchan stared at it for a few times and understood that it was a life-saving magic technique, similar to his own crane-controlling technique.

Li Muchan pondered, if it were him, it might be useful, but looking at Lu Changfeng's expression, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to save him, so he would just do his best.

This was basically the result of Li Yubing's assassination. The internal power contained in the sword might have directly cut off the vitality of the purple-robed old man. He wanted to save him unless he had the ability to return the sun.

Unfortunately, Lu Changfeng didn't have this ability, so he clapped his hands a few times in vain and slowly stopped.

He squatted motionless on the ground. After a while, he slowly stood up. His white robe moved without any wind. He slowly raised his head, his eyebrows fluttering and his eyes like lightning.

Li Yubing said with a smile: "Lu Changfeng, do you want to do it yourself?"

Lu Changfeng glanced at her slowly, and his eyes like lightning fell on Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Lu, you want to snatch the sacred weapon, right?"

"Hand it over!" Lu Changfeng's voice was deep: "Hand over the sacred weapon, I will spare your life!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I can survive if I hand over the sacred weapon, and I can survive if I don't. Why should I have to hand it over, don't I, Senior Lu?"

"Do it!" Lu Changfeng waved his hand and snorted coldly.

He didn't want to talk to Li Muchan anymore. The guy in front of him was so ignorant that it would be useless to talk too much. Instead, he would take advantage of him.

The seven old men in purple robes pounced on Li Yubing, while Lu Changfeng pounced on Li Muchan.

Li Muchan screamed strangely and walked away like a breeze. Lu Changfeng was startled, and Li Yubing also chuckled and chased after Li Muchan.

Lu Changfeng roared: "Chasing—ˉ—!"

Li Muchan's movements were extremely fast, and he reached the arranged formation in a blink of an eye. He rushed forward in order to use the sacred weapon to suppress Lu Changfeng. Otherwise, the Grand Master could sense the danger and would avoid it in advance.

As soon as the sacred weapon came out, the Grand Master's feeling disappeared and he immediately fell into the formation. Li Muchan dodged in front of Li Yubing and pulled him out of the formation before she could fight back.

Li Yubing stopped, felt Li Muchan's breath, and said with a smile: "Where are they?"

"Already in the formation." Li Muchan pointed with a smile.

When Li Yubing turned around to look, it was completely white and he couldn't see anything. Li Muchan smiled and said, "They are struggling inside. Do you want to kill Lu Changfeng together?"

Although he was a great master, when he fell into the formation and was suppressed by the holy weapon, Li Muchan was confident that he could use the Tiangang God-Slaying Formation to eliminate him.

Li Yubing thought for a while and nodded: "Kill!"

Li Muchan laughed and said, "This is a hornet's nest!"

Li Yubing snorted and said: "He will not let us go even if he is alive. This old guy has become a spirit. Fortunately, you have the sacred weapon and set up the formation this time. Otherwise, it will be really troublesome. If you fall into his hands, you can't survive."

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Li Muchan said: "Is this Lu Changfeng ruthless?"

Li Yubing nodded: "Even better than you!"

Li Muchan hurriedly said: "I'm not a ruthless person, am I, Palace Master?"

Li Yubing glanced at him sideways: "You are a Grandmaster killer. How many Grandmasters have you killed so far?"

Li Muchan stretched out two fingers, and Li Yubing hummed: "I don't have one!"

Li Muchan said: "This is also a coincidence...that's all. After killing Lu Changfeng, can the Lu family just give up? Their strength is amazing!"

"They're all here!" Li Yubing pointed behind him.

Although she couldn't see what was going on in the formation, she knew they were there. The formation was indeed wonderful - it could cover people.

Li Muchan nodded and said, "Well, protect Jian Zhimiao from them, and deal with them!"

"This Lu Changfeng is not a good person. If you kill him, kill him." Li Yubing said: "The key is to kill him. Otherwise, I, Mo Ligong, will be in trouble."

Li Muchan looked at her with a smile and Li Yubing said angrily: "Yes, I killed Lu Changfeng for Mo Li Gong's sake."

Once Lu Changfeng is alive, the Lu family will take care of Mo Li Gong. Judging from the strength shown by the Lu family, it is better than Mo Li Gong, and Lu Changfeng is stronger than Li Yubing. Mo Li Gong is facing a catastrophe.

By killing Lu Changfeng, everything will be solved, and Mo Li Palace will be able to avoid disaster.

Li Muchan naturally agreed. This incident would have caused Li Yubing to be implicated, and then Mo Li Gong to be implicated. If Mo Li Gong was really in trouble, his sin would be great.

Li Muchan said: "Palace Master, I have gained something again this time."

"Oh——?" Li Yubing pointed to the valley in the distance: "Where is the Spring Breeze Gate?"

Li Muchan nodded: "With the Han Soul Bead, I went in and gained quite a lot."

"Have you found their inner thoughts?" Li Yubing frowned.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I found it, the Qiankun Ding**!"

"You really found this harmful thing?!" Li Yubing frowned even more tightly and glared at him coldly: "Are you very happy?"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Of course! This mental method is superb - it is the great way."

"What a great way!" Li Yubing rolled his eyes at him angrily: "The reason why the Spring Breeze Sect was destroyed back then was because of this mentality!"

Li Muchan said: "That is a wrong way, not the practice of Qiankun Heding."

"No?" Li Yubing raised an eyebrow.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I have already seen that practicing Qiankun Heding** is not suitable for everyone, nor is it beneficial to one party alone, but mutually beneficial."

"It's no use all your rhetoric. Once word spreads, your reputation will be ruined!" Li Yubing shook his head.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "It seems that it can't be spread. Fortunately, only the palace master knows about it, and he wants to kill someone to silence him!"

Li Yubing said angrily: "For the safety of women in the world, I should kill people!...Okay, don't show it to me. I don't want to see such harmful things!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This indeed contains the great truth, the palace master really doesn't want to read it?"

"You don't want to watch." Li Yubing snorted: "I'm old enough to see what these men and women are doing, so it's impossible for me to practice anymore."

Li Muchan said: "You can pass it on to your disciples..."

Li Yubing snorted: "As long as they can practice my mental skills well, there is no need to be greedy for other things, especially this harmful thing!"

Li Muchan said helplessly: "I was planning to give the Palace Master a surprise, but I didn't expect that the Palace Master wouldn't like it.

"Any other gains?" Li Yubing asked.

Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "There are still some secrets in it, but they are far worse than those of the Tiandao Alliance, just slightly better than nothing. Obtaining the Qiankun Heding Cauldron is already the biggest gain."

"Don't mention this harmful thing to me again, and don't tell outsiders, including your women!" Li Yubing said.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go in then?"

"Let's go!" Li Yubing snorted.

He picked up Li Yubing's waist and disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already in the valley.

Seeing the situation around him, Li Yubing nodded: "It seems we didn't attack at first."

Li Muchan nodded. If they were attacked, this place would be completely unrecognizable. It was obvious that no one had touched it, and there were even people living here later.

"Will there be a successor?" Li Muchan asked.

Li Yubing shook his head: "The house must have been destroyed. It looks like no one has lived here for a long time."

Li Muchan said: "What a pity..."

Li Yubing turned around and glared at him: "What a pity. Those who practice such evil methods will become a big harm sooner or later. Then why Jian Tai'a is so crazy is because he has practiced the art of collecting tonic."
To be continued...