Li Muchan said: "It turns out that there is another group of people. Senior Yang Qianfan of the Sword Sect leads twenty-five top masters. With them, Zhao Yuanming may be wary."

"Is there another group of people?" Yi Xiaoru pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I really don't know."

Li Muchan sighed: "Sect Master Tang's behavior is really..."

Yi Xiaoru said: "Uncle Tang has always been like this, good at making surprise attacks. Maybe he expected that he would have a way to deal with Zhao Yuanming!"

Li Muchan nodded, entered the pavilion and picked up the book.

Yi Xiaoru sat opposite him: "Brother, shall we stay here?"

Li Muchan smiled: "Then go back?"

"We didn't complete the task." Yi Xiaoru shook his head.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Then stay here and see what Senior Wen and Senior Yang can do. They won't just sit back and die!"

"That's all." Yi Xiaoru nodded.

The two didn't wait long. In the evening, Li Muchan heard the cry of killing. He kept opening his eyes of the void and scanned the entire Jingzhou City, and saw the actions of Wen Hua and Yang Qianfan.

They struck preemptively, and more than 30 of them attacked Yiran House without breaking up, and then attacked every brothel they visited, all of which belonged to the Shenjian Sect.

The city was in chaos. The destructive capabilities of the thirty top masters were astonishing. Wherever they passed, the brothel was still there, and all the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect inside were dead.

They went from the east to the west of the city, and then from the south to the north, destroying all the brothels belonging to the Divine Sword Sect one by one, but Zhao Yuanming was nowhere to be seen.

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Li Muchan shook his head. It was useless to stimulate Zhao Yuanming in this way. Zhao Yuanming was now possessed and became vicious and cunning. He could not be moved emotionally.

He hid in the dark like a poisonous snake, ready to jump out and strike at any time. They just gave Zhao Yuanming an opportunity to take advantage of him.

But Wenhua and the others should have deep intentions, but I can't see it now. They are all scheming and will never be as impulsive as young people.

The day passed quickly. From morning to evening, Wenhua and the others did not stop. At night, they returned to the big house, and more than thirty people gathered together.

Li Muchan kept looking over there. He had a vague feeling that Zhao Yuanming would appear. Zhao Yuanming's physical skills were so good that he could retreat calmly even without stopping.

Time passed slowly. Li Muchan lived with Yi Xiaoru, hugging her soft body, but did not fall asleep. He stayed awake and watched the situation over there.

Late at night, Li Muchan suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Zhao Yuanming with his eyes in the void. He appeared like a ghost, slipped into the big house silently, and then rushed into a room.

The lights were bright, and people poured out, holding torches to illuminate the entire house. Zhao Yuanming was surrounded by everyone, but he waved his sword without fear.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and carefully looked at the thirty top masters. They were wearing gray robes, with gloomy faces, and stared at Zhao Yuanming expressionlessly.

During the day, they used their divine power to destroy all the brothels of the Divine Sword Sect, cutting off the Divine Sword Sect's business, which was tantamount to stabbing the Divine Sword Sect's eyes out.

They had already expected Zhao Yuanming's appearance and had been on guard for a long time. If there was any movement, they would immediately surround Zhao Yuanming and kill him no matter what this time.

More than thirty people formed a three-story group. Zhao Yuanming swung his sword like lightning. Not only did he not miss a beat, but he occasionally stabbed someone to death. The old man in gray robe kept adding to his ranks.

Unknowingly, Zhao Yuanming fought with them for a quarter of an hour. The thirty or so old men worked hard without caring about their own lives, as passionate as young people.

Zhao Yuanming had a strange sneer on his face, his cold eyes, and his swordsmanship was superb. Li Muchan took the opportunity to remember his swordsmanship and gained a lot of insights.

At his level, there were very few swordsmanships that caught his eye. He felt bored when he saw ordinary people's swordsmanship, which could be broken with one sword. He could hardly see Zhao Yuanming's exquisite swordsmanship, and he benefited a lot.

Li Muchan kept staring at his swordsmanship. After a while, his heart skipped a beat when he saw a black shadow suddenly appear among the crowd, rushing towards Zhao Yuanming like a ghost.

Zhao Yuanming swung his sword to block, but he didn't expect that the opponent's long sword accelerated sharply, extremely fast, and hit Zhao Yuanming's right shoulder, and the Nixin Sword fell immediately.

A piece of sword light suddenly lit up. Zhao Yuanming stepped back and the Nixin Sword flew up and landed on Zhao Yuanming's left hand. He swung the sword with his left hand to block the sword light.

The two swords intersected, and the sword light illuminated their faces. Li Muchan was slightly startled. The other face turned out to be Tang Tianyu, and he actually appeared!

Zhao Yuanming had a strange smile on his face, and suddenly his sword light suddenly brightened. Tang Tianyu seemed to have better swordsmanship and stabbed him in the left shoulder again.

Zhao Yuanming handed the sword to his right hand. The injury on his right shoulder did not seem to affect his ability to draw the sword. With a flash of cold light, the sword pierced Tang Tianyu's right shoulder.

Tang Tianyu's expression remained unchanged, he drew his sword and stabbed again, but Zhao Yuanming quickly retreated, passed through the crowd in an instant, and escaped into the darkness.

Tang Tianyu's expression changed drastically, and he chased after him regardless of his shoulder injury. (.com Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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